The Gentleman at the End

Art's observations and speculations about William are partly correct, including the "inner subspace" that was flipped; there truly exists a subspace area within the abyssal body, which William has stabilized and projected his [Thought Hall] into.

Through the creation of a region suitable for internal activity and communication using a large amount of abyss black worms as "space cement",

there's also a most crucial function, which is the internal analysis and processing of materials difficult to flip, thus this stabilized inner subspace is also called the "flip room".

Created based on the structure of the Thought Hall, the interior mostly resembles a library.

William, flipped inside, is sitting at the desk in the center of the library, flipping the 'Storybook' that serves as a malignant energy vessel,

the whole library is already filled with malignant aura, with projections of numerous 'Evil Maiden-Human Body Collector' scattered throughout various areas,

either lying on the floor, hanging behind William, stuffed between bookshelves, or even crouched under the desk.

This is all due to the side effects caused by the forced flipping of the storybook, even though the storybook has recognized William as its holder, such flipping is still not allowed.

However,

the evil sun suspended in the library and Yi Chen sitting opposite, constantly emitting death aura, are all assisting in suppressing this book, aiding William's flipping actions.

Sweat drips down William's temples,

"Phew~ It's still a bit too forced… It was unexpected that even with the cooperation of your Dead Sea, Yi Chen, and the special state of Little Grape to suppress, flipping this book is still so difficult, can only manage a 'surface flip'… To truly flip the "Concept of Evil" is still far from achievable.

Only step by step can we proceed~

It was within expectations; if the [Evil] sedimented in the main material plane was truly so easy to flip and its internal nature changeable, those gods wouldn't have needed to be this afraid or even come to us to recruit troops.

The surface flip is already enough; next comes the climax part of the final performance."

William looks at the book in front of him, all the text written on it has been inverted, even the page numbers, yet the book as a whole still maintains its original form without truly flipping its interior out.

William wears an actor's smile, kindly looking at Yi Chen sitting opposite,

"I didn't expect Mr. Yi's [acting skills] to be so good, appearing to use full strength in a slash, when actually only using 20-30% power, and yet still able to create an illusion of knocking down buildings… Art is too immersed in his self-created pope's divinity, too arrogant.

If it were before, he wouldn't have been so arrogant and unable to detect the discord caused by your acting.

After all, Yi Chen, you are capable of facing the Great Emperor head-on, no matter how severely injured, as long as you don't die, it won't be much worse.

The next task is to trouble you, Yi Chen, to push Art back a bit; the entire city will rotate with the completion of the storybook's flip, achieving the [flipped stage] needed for the final performance, which will enter its climax."

Yi Chen merely glanced at the strange sun hanging above the library, then transformed into seawater and disappeared within the library.

…

The city trembles, the entire city begins to rotate clockwise under intense vibrations,

a strong sense of unease arises in Art's heart, especially when he sees the cold evil sun within the abyssal shell, his unease multiplies.

He resolves to destroy this peculiar sun directly to eliminate future troubles.

Continuing to wield the holy nail and golden hammer, both hands are inserted into William's already shattered head, preparing to strike the bizarre evil sun floating inside.

Just as Art is about to take action, death strikes again.

Yi Chen drills out of the abyss once more, reappearing in a worn and frail form, wielding the black blade incarnated by Nash, slashing forth.

This time, the slashing speed is slower than before, appearing as though Yi Chen has reached his limit, now only performing a desperate struggle.

"Truly perseverant, Mr. Yi."

Because the prior slashes were all steadily received by the arm on the feathered wheel, Art is now completely focused on smashing through the peculiar evil sun inside the abyssal shell, severing the crisis.

But in the next second,

the golden palm, which should have effortlessly caught the white blade, is completely cut open.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Loud bell chimes burst from within the swollen cathedral, indicating danger is imminent, as if a massive chopper is about to behead the entire church!

In an instant, the golden liquid flowing outside Art's eye sockets begins to evaporate, consuming a certain origin energy.

[Time Multiplication]

All of Art's tumor cells are fully activated, allowing the most primal gene to forcefully plunder all substances in the environment, directly causing a slowdown in material motion and a brief halt in time.

Swoosh!

Wherever the black blade reaches, all buildings within a hundred meters collapse, the ground is shorn off a thick layer of skin, the golden pus evaporating instantly.

Using the brief time halt, Art barely pulls back some distance, looking at Yi Chen with a face full of surprise.

"Ah~ Truly unexpected… As expected of a doppelgänger, even Mr. Yi is acting! This is not like you at all, actually using such despicable means to sneak attack me, completely destroying the pure image of you in my heart, alas~"

Yi Chen still gives no verbal response, only maintaining those resolute eyes dedicated to eradicating evil.

As Art is forced back, the entire city is completely overturned 180°.

However, gravity still points towards the ground.

Whether it's William bound by grapevines or Art, they are still standing on the ground, just visually upside down.

But the golden angels evolving from human-headed balloons hovering in the sky are different.

The scene effect acts upon them, causing the [tumors] inside them to no longer absorb energy, but instead release energy without restraint,

their self-awareness shifts from seeking life to seeking death, because in their view, dying is the fastest way to disperse all internal energy.

One by one the angels fall heavily to the ground, smashing their heads to smithereens, even their bodies shattering along with, internal cells and bodily fluids all spilling out.

Splat! Splat! Splat!

In an instant, it seems the entire city is experiencing 'angel rain'

However, an even more bizarre occurrence unfolds, these fallen angels rapidly age into mummies, the pus-filled boils throughout the city start to dry and vanish, becoming dull and lusterless.

The energy of cancerous cells released due to the flip no longer belongs to Art,

but is drawn by another force—a force wrapped in grapevines, just like a suffering Jesus—William.

Even though his head is completely shattered, the vortex in his abdomen keeps spinning, becoming larger, spinning faster.

[Cancer and Heaven] decline with the city's flipping, all the energy swiftly expelled by 'seeking death' cancer cells is absorbed by the abyss, converging on something within.

Subsequently, the scene Art least wished to witness emerges.

Within William's shattered abyssal body, the absorbed 'evil sun' of [Cancer and Heaven] gradually rises,

ironically, the evil sun, which should emit light and heat, instead brings extreme darkness and coldness to this flipped city,

those 'flame layers' encircling the evil sun, upon close inspection, turn out to be twisted and frenzied corpse arms, cold and biting.

And the body of the evil sun is also somewhat odd,

upon careful examination, one finds it's not purely pitch black but composed of numerous tiny, pure black eyeballs, stacked densely! Numbering in the tens of millions, or even billions.

This is not the evil sun,

but the flipped Little Grape, its inner side flipped out, manifesting as a 'Dead Sun' illuminating the world of the deceased.