But the [Infinite Evolver] Balboa had ultimately achieved his goal.
"GURGLE. GURGLE. The Sea of Origin Matter is my master’s ho ground. Here... GURGLE. GURGLE. I shall draw closer to my master and embrace a more perfect evolution!"
He had not only completed his task flawlessly but also dragged the strongest forces of the two factions from the Bantaan Archipelago into the water. There could not be anything more perfect than this.
They say that the Sea of Monsters is a place of no return, yet the Sea of Origin Matter, which has nurtured countless Bizarre creatures, is tenfold more dangerous than that place.
If they did not find a Second-level World Rift that allowed Middle Sequence Transcendents to pass through in a short ti, becoming another Bizarre warship would be their only outco.
The next mont, the group experienced firsthand the dangers of the Sea of Origin Matter. This was because Byron felt Violet’s body tremble slightly beside him as she reached out, pointing outside the ship:
"Water... under the water..."
Byron imdiately overflowed with Spirituality, rging with the girl. With their combined senses of the atmosphere and the Deep Sea, he quickly spotted sothing underwater.
A school of fish!
Just fifty ters away from the Golden Deer, a countless swarm of large red fish was swimming past.
Each was over two ters long. A third of their bodies comprised sharp-toothed, narrow mouths, and instead of fins, they had human hands and feet.
They possessed an indescribable appearance, akin to the Cicada people’s Affiliated previously seen at the rift on Silvergold Island.
Legend has it that each fallen soul captured by the Sea of Origin Matter will transform into a Bizarre creature based on the soul’s characteristics.
Clearly, these were among them.
The sheer, terrifying number alone was enough to chill one to the bone.
Even a giant whale appearing before them would be gnawed to its skeleton in an instant.
Within a sixty-ter radius, the Sailing Logbook automatically read their information:
[Bizarre Creature: Man-Eating Pomfret]:
"One of the lowest-level Bizarre creatures in the Sea of Origin Matter, bloodthirsty by nature, with a particular craving for human blood.
"After feasting, they can go for several decades without eating anything else. When starving, they resort to cannibalism.
"They can swim through World Rifts in groups to hunt in the seas of the Material World, restricted only by the Source Tide, unable to stray too far from the rifts.
"Taboo: Lacking sight, they feed purely by sll. Do not let human blood drop into the water, for a single drop can attract all Man-Eating Pomfrets within a ten-sea-mile radius."
Seeing this, Byron already considered abandoning the mission and imdiately finding a World Rift to escape back to the Material World.
With his "See Ship Fast" advantage, if he wanted to run, no ship could catch him, not even the Ghost Ship.
anwhile, the strongest among the three factions, the [Double-faced Person] Smith Robert, apparently had not realized the danger lurking nearby. He scoffed at the two warships ahead:
"Do you think that just because the battlefield isn’t the Edge of the World but the Sea of Origin Matter, you can escape with your lives?
How naively laughable!"
His disdain was palpable, as if his opponents were re chickens and dogs, utterly incapable of fighting back.
But Byron’s side had a total of five Third Order mbers. On the other side, the [Infinite Evolver] Balboa, though infused with his warship and severely injured, still had his Fourth Order foundation intact.
Just as everyone on the Golden Deer wondered if this man had lost his mind, they realized they were the true fools.
Smith removed the captain’s hat from his head, twisted his neck, and, like a Night Owl, rotated his head a full 180 degrees.
On the back of his head, now facing everyone, another... face appeared, strikingly similar to Smith’s own.
As this face erged, the cold aura originally associated with a [Coffin Carrier] suddenly changed.
It transford, becoming as intensely hot as a blazing furnace.
His muscles bulged, and in the blink of an eye, he transford from a skinny stick into a ferocious beast nearly three ters tall.
Raising both hands, palms facing the other two factions, he bellowed:
"From death cos life! When Death beckons , I shall respond with an iron fist!"
Upon hearing this, [Hawkeye] Jas Kent, standing behind Byron, could not help but exclaim:
"This is the Gladiator’s maxim! The very first assassins stemd from gladiators.
Isn’t he a Coffin Carrier? How could he suddenly switch to a different Sequence? This is beyond extraordinary!"
Before anyone could answer him, everyone felt a tremor beneath their feet. Then, the three warships, which were not far apart, suddenly rushed toward each other like magnets.
Their bows collided, forming a "Y" shape.
One of the core abilities of a Gladiator—[War Chains], also commonly known as the Octagon Iron Cage or Deathmatch Arena.
Effect: "Neither party can escape or surrender during battle; only the last survivor will remain. This ability ant complete death upon a single failure. Even the maddest Gladiator dared not recklessly use the War Chains."
The Man-Eating Pomfrets paired with the Octagon Iron Cage here were a perfect, deadly match.
And when the distance between the factions narrowed to within sixty ters, Byron finally deduced the opponent’s situation through his Sailing Logbook and his own knowledge.
This is a Chira chira! One body housing two people, two souls!
In the dicine of his past life, there was a phenonon known as a Chira chira.
Legend described a Chira as a mythical creature with a lion’s head, a goat’s body, and a serpent’s tail. dical scientists terd the phenonon of an individual carrying at least four sets of genetic material as the ’Chira phenonon.’
Normally, a fertilized egg must undergo countless divisions to develop into a fetus.
However, if two fertilized eggs fused at the very beginning and then divided together, they would eventually form a chira.
Besides having different genetic materials in different organs, a normal chira was indistinguishable from an ordinary person.
The only peculiar outco was that, for instance, a man’s wife might unknowingly give birth to his ’own brother’s’ child, or one could effectively beco the aunt of their own child...
The Smith Brothers, this Chira chira, were obviously imperfectly fused.
The twins, fused back-to-back, had only combined their bodies, unfortunately leaving their heads distinct, resulting in another human face on the back of what should have been a single head.
Yet, this misfortune had also turned into a blessing, granting them advantages others could not easily attain.
This must be linked to the ability matching the title [Double-faced Person], allowing him to hold two utterly different professions simultaneously and switch between primary and secondary roles.
Gladiator and Coffin Carrier—one to kill, one to bury. The sum was indeed greater than its parts.
No wonder the People of Castilia were so confident; sending a [Double-faced Person] was tantamount to dispatching two synergistic Tier 4 Heroes.
Byron, having understood this and recognizing the gap in strength between the factions, imdiately shouted to the octopus warship beside him:
"Mr. Balboa, how about we join forces and kill Smith first?"
At this mont, the most sensible action would indeed be to obliterate the May Wind, backed by the Old Gods and potentially capable of bringing greater disaster.
Even if he were to die in the Octagon Cage, it would not disgrace his identity as a human or his heroic title as a Sea Hunter.
But... to hell with the bigger picture!
You want dead? You’ll have to crawl before first!
The [Infinite Evolver], whose Beastliness had long surpassed his Human Nature, did not respond with words but with actions.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Eight incomplete tentacles, like robust battering rams, violently lashed out at the Ghost Ship.
Even relying on animal instinct for survival, he knew that when one strong and two weaker forces clashed, the weaker ones must collaborate to eliminate the strongest first, and only then could they duel to the death!
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