The Gentleman at the End

This swift and fierce, completely unexpected slashing attack directly split Art's crown structure on his head in half.

The street a hundred meters behind Art cracked as a result, and black liquid incessantly seeped from the fissure, even the approaching rainwater was obliterated.

Not only that,

The surface of Art's severed body still retained a large amount of death matter, as if a layer of black seawater covered the wound's surface.

Art also felt a deathly erosion piercing straight to his soul, every cancer cell composing his body screamed in agony, fearing the arrival of Death.

However, as the divinity spread and the Original Gene was activated,

A precise human structure of "drainage engineering" was formed within Art's body, expelling all the seawater pervading his body at the expense of numerous people,

Crunch, crunch~ The left and right of his body swiftly underwent cell proliferation and reattached together,

At the moment of healing,

Art, already almost a Plague Master, chose to retreat, leaping backwards, carrying his several-ton heavy massive body hundreds of meters away.

The wings "Twelve Palms" hanging behind him all opened eyes in their palms, attempting to perceive William's situation, the strange scene on his body, and the shadow that delivered the slash.

Only Yi Chen could cleave him, a near Plague Master, with one stroke, embedding such a strong concept of Death in his attack.

But Yi Chen's current state was somewhat strange, he seemed to 'grow' on William, or rather, emerged from within William's Abyssal body.

Moreover, this drilling process took almost no time, and the 'inside to outside' transfer was completed instantly and silently.

The current area where he emerged was around William's right chest,

A hole approximately fifteen inches in diameter was torn open on the chest, continuously pouring out black liquid, as Yi Chen, skeletal in form, got his emaciated upper torso to drill out,

Iron Chains coiled around his arm, with the Black Blade gripped in hand.

Art couldn't capture the aura of Yi Chen because whatever emitted was inversely absorbed into the Abyss of William's abdomen, rendering Yi Chen's actions even more enigmatic.

Conversely, Yi Chen did not pursue after delivering the slash,

Simply glanced at Art hundreds of meters away, then liquefied into Dead Sea water, flowing back inside and vanishing... Crunch, crunch~ The hole in the chest was promptly filled by the Abyss Black Worms, quickly restoring the Abyss Physical's original form.

Clap clap clap~

Suddenly Art started clapping, his massive palms creating strong wind pressure with each clap, sweeping across the street and colliding against William.

"Truly remarkable! Your Abyssal State can even manipulate the flow of Power, completely nullifying my Physical impact in a direct confrontation... Such exquisite bodily structure, seems I mustn't merely use brute force to deal with you."

Art appeared to be clapping in praise of William.

In reality, it lured and stimulated tumor growth through rhythmic clapping. That very palm indeed struck William, naturally completing "contact sowing" on his surface.

With the activation of the current clapping,

Tumors began rapidly growing on William's body surface,

Yet, the next second, they succumbed to the direct influence of 'Flipping', transforming into shriveled, dim small meatballs, dropping one after another.

The trait of cancer cells is to unrestrainedly and limitlessly absorb energy from other life matters for its own infinite division proliferation.

Under the influence of Flipping, the trait was reversed, naturally becoming 'selfless contribution'. Indiscriminately releasing cellular energy outward, leaving not a trace for itself.

Quickly transforming into these dim and nutrient-less small meatballs.

If it was merely flipping ordinary cells, it won't be this extreme.

At this moment,

Art first experienced a 'restraining relationship' among plagues, the malignant tumor he always deemed as the 'pinnacle of the plague' was perfectly countered by the Abyss Disease at this moment.

Although Art appreciated William, considering him as a malignant peer, he also looked down on William, the 'weakest Chief' of the Circus.

The joke thus emerged,

Art himself was restrained by the disease expressed by this weakest Chief,

Perhaps William had foreseen this restraining relation, hence orchestrated this current plan,

The heart lake filled with pustules within Art began to ripple,

Having obtained the qualification and the Original Gene which brought stability and Peace, Art was once again in turmoil, his lurking malicious intent resurging.

No longer holding back, he would unleash all malice and energy to crush the opponent before him,

[Pope's Attitude]

As the Frame with golden edges emerged, the choral hymn sung by thousands echoed on the street, joined with a backdrop of myriad laughter, a chorus of a thousand.

The [Scene] formed by the storybook immediately came under the influence of laughter,

Non-contact sowing,

Every street and building sprouted tumors, quickly ballooning, and moving skywards! The dense heads soon occupied the sky over this area, blocking the rain that should have poured down.

Following on, these heads began to 'weep bitterly', excreting foul and viscous pus from their seven orifices.

Replacing the original raindrops with a rain of pus, contaminating and invading the entire city.

The true body of Art also underwent profound changes,

This time, however, the transformation was exceptional, unprecedented.

Different from showing the "Third Form" during the previous battle with Yi Chen- where his internal Pilgrimage Team held a red veil for an external pilgrimage, occupying space and transforming Art himself into a huge Heavenly Pope.

This time Art displayed the "Fourth Form", achieved after acquiring the Original Gene, reaching deeper, more terrifying, and more flawless state.

The previous external pilgrimage was fully converted to internal, also known as the "Body Pilgrimage".

Previously, Art's Physical body could not endure, and forcibly undergoing an internal pilgrimage would tear his body apart, collapsing the Frames of the internal populace and cancer cells.

But now he had comprehended deeper cancer principles.

The internal pilgrimage began for the first time,

The team holding the veil, wearing the Golden Mask, and chanting the hymn would start from Art's head, traverse the limbs, and ultimately reach the center of the body, which was also the core of plague, the "Swollen Cathedral".

Everywhere the Pilgrimage team passed, the internal structure was infused with divinity, perfectly combining with the Outer Realm Divinity and internal plague,

Each primordial tumor was dyed in gold, akin to the holy land's fruit.

Since the pilgrimage would consume massive energy,

Art's sumo-like body rapidly withered during this process, golden vapor seeped from the pores, withering and shrinking continuously as the pilgrimage proceeded.

Ultimately reverting to his original form,

Though no longer donned in that ridiculous clown costume,

The exposed body revealed winding and twisted golden lines, marking the route traversed by the Pilgrimage team internally, and serving as evidence of the sanctified journey.

The crown formed from tumors atop his head was also fully imbued with gold, transforming into a true pope's crown in essence.

The arm wheel on his back, representing a cancer patient's wings, was similarly gilded, rotating slowly and emanating light,

With the conclusion of the pilgrimage,

The Swollen Cathedral on the abdomen fully opened, showers of divinity seamlessly combined with the tumor forming "golden tumor threads" propelled outward through the pious prayers of the faithful,

These golden tumor threads wove around Art, crafting a Golden Robe perfectly suitable for him.

At this moment,

Art, whose eyes profusely shed golden liquid, broke into the most exaggerated smile,

Even his lips and the yellow teeth within glowed with golden light,

The pus rain dripping on Art was also turned to gold, flowing upward, tinting all the foul liquid golden,

Even the floating head balloons above the city turned golden, sprouting golden bodies and wing structures, transforming into golden angels eternally smiling,

While they sprinkled golden pus, they engaged in various theatrical interactive movements like a fan club.

An indescribable sense of immense power coursed through Art, even his perception of the world underwent change,

"I have finally attained it, the perfect fusion of plague and divinity, this is... [Tumor and Heaven]"