Above Destiny

Chapter 698 I started it first!
The Sukarno family's level of depravity is among the best, even in a hellish place like the Endless Sea.

As the smallest of the seven cities, Luo City has risen to become the most powerful and most formidable free port, thanks to three generations of ruthless accumulation of wealth and status. Its rise is a history built on countless deaths and tears.

The phrase "too numerous to count" is an understatement when applied to his family; by comparison, even daily murder and arson seem like acts of kindness.

Today, in that decadent and extravagant den of iniquity, you can buy anything money can buy, and even things that money can't buy, you can try... From sex services to human trafficking to organ trading, they are all just the most insignificant branches at the very end of this massive chain.

The Venom Fleet, which engaged in burning, killing, and looting, was merely one link in the chain responsible for sourcing goods, doing shady work, targeting competitors, and earning extra money.

"That was fantastic!"

Ji Jue exclaimed sincerely, "Incredible!"

On the screen, Minkler on the other end paused for a moment, then looked at him with a strange expression.

"What's wrong."

“No, it’s nothing.” He shrugged. “I thought you were… someone who didn’t care that much about these things.”

Both Ji Jue's consistent style and the craftsmen's reputation for moral depravity were so deceptive that when one noticed Ji Jue's tone, it felt incredibly unbelievable.

"No, you misunderstood."

Ji Jue smiled calmly, "It's just a matter of cost-effectiveness... The more intense the material, the fresher it is, and such infamous materials are often much more affordable."

It's cheap and easy to deal with, and you can kill as many people as you want without any worries. You can experiment with any technology without worrying about your conscience. It's like leeks; once you've harvested one crop, another will grow.

if not?
Is it to do a good deed? Don't make your factory manager laugh!

Now, in Ji Jue's eyes, the vast, endless sea seemed like mountains of gold and silver, which could never be spent.

It's so good.

He's starting to like the local matchmaking environment.

boom.!!

A series of deafening, high-pitched sounds erupted from within the mist, the seawater boiled, and the speeding Prosperity came to an abrupt halt as if it had crashed into an invisible iron wall.

The attacking joint defense fleet only had to deal with the aftershocks; the real target of the Curtain and the Priestess was that eerie cargo ship that gave Renute the instinctive creeps.

The seawater was now filled with dense and eerie black hair. Countless strands of hair spread with the current, tightly entangled on the oars and hull, and even seemed to be alive, climbing upwards, extending, and disappearing into the cabin...

Unfortunately, I didn't get to enjoy the meal as much as I had hoped.

In fact, no living creatures could be found.

The entire Prosperity was empty, except for containers full of cargo, and there wasn't even a single crew member.

Like a steel tomb floating on the sea, it has now welcomed another ghostly visitor.

For a moment, Ji Gu was completely at a loss.

The creature, created through the cruel sacrifice of women drowning them in the sea, is a venomous and bloodthirsty monster devoid of any reason. Now, having made its move but finding no living creature to devour, it has begun to grow increasingly agitated and unable to endure.

It even extended its tentacles to those who had jumped into the sea from the original escort ships to survive, and even those wearing amulets were helpless as they were entangled.

Those with wounds and bleeding could only wail as the thirsty hairs burrowed into their wounds, devouring them from the inside out, leaving only a withered human skin adrift with the current.

"Help! Help!!!"

The pirates, who had grown accustomed to the terrifying power of the Sacrifice Maiden, were now deathly pale. They shouted and struggled desperately, unconsciously inhaling the thin silver mist floating in the air into their lungs.

In the end, only a small number of people were pulled onto the boat by their companions before the priestess completely lost control, while the majority had already become human skins floating among the strands of hair.

Renut didn't care at all.

They're just a bunch of cannon fodder anyway; we'll call them back as many as they die!
"Fire! Fire! Sink that wrecked ship!" he roared, turning around. "What are you all dawdling for!"

His reply was a terrified voice that was almost on the verge of tears.

"We...we're open."

The second mate's face was deathly pale as he stared at the constant error messages and pop-ups on the screen, desperately trying to fix them. From the very beginning until now, all the fire control systems in the entire Venom fleet had started malfunctioning...

"Damn it, without a system you don't even have hands!"

As if sensing Reynolds's chilling gaze, he panicked and gave the order: "Forget about the system, switch everything to manual control! At this close range, what's the point of aiming! If we can't fire, I'll personally stuff you all into the cannon barrel and rip you out!"

Instantly, the cannons roared, a deafening explosion shook the entire Ivory Ship, and then, the steel groaned in agony.

Right before everyone's eyes, flames soared and thick smoke billowed from the deck, leaving behind a scene of death and destruction.

Main gun, barrel exploded!
"Something's wrong, General!" An alarm sounded from the ship's hull: "The entire fleet's equipment has been hacked by the Living Ones! A Celestial has taken over our system!"

"A mere Tianyuan can take over the system, what's the point of having craftsmen?!" Renut roared in fury, "Where's the shipwright? Is he dead? Speak up!"

The shipwright remained silent, not saying a word.

Silence fell. Renut grew increasingly furious, but then he heard a choked sob: "General, our craftsmen have just been killed by the exploding shells..."

Immediately afterwards, the distant roar of steel breaking apart echoed once again.

In the few minutes that everyone was stunned, another frigate actually sailed straight in front of the cargo ship and willingly sent itself into that huge mouth!

boom! boom! boom! boom!
Amidst a series of dizzying chewing sounds, the frigate was snapped in half.

Desperate screams echoed throughout the air.

Amidst the priestess's frantic struggle, the monstrous, dilapidated ship greedily devoured the food that had been offered to it, not even spitting out a crumb, and in an instant, swallowed the enormous creature into the darkness within its belly.

Then, it opened its mouth wide once again.

Instead of looking at the food that was within reach, he turned toward the endless black hair that stretched across the sea.

Storm inhalation!

——Disorderly Things·Sacrifice to the Goddess! The main dish is too oily and a bit greasy. Let's eat some seaweed to cut through the oiliness first!
A chilling, agonizing scream erupted from the sea as countless black hairs convulsed, tore, and tangled on the Prosperity, tearing apart the decaying hull and deck with devastating force.

But then, it felt as if something unseen was gripping me, and I couldn't break free.

then……

Suck!

Amidst the venomous screams of the hair, a gurgling sound, like slurping noodles, came from within: gurgling, gurgling, gurgling... The darkness in the cabin seemed bottomless, greedily devouring the endless black hair. In the gaps between the black hair, one after another, the distorted and swollen pale faces gradually became blank, even lacking the slightest power to resist!
In the Venom Fleet, several wizards who had been raising the Sacrificial Maidens for years were screaming in agony. Strands of jet-black hair emerged from the pores and flesh of their bodies, leaving them shriveled and withered.

The ritual priestess is out of control!

And the curtain, manipulated by an invisible hand, was slowly lifted.

"really interesting."

Ji Jue picked up a wisp of drifting, cold mist: "The material is quite nice. After we take it back, we can use it to make a skirt... Are you interested, Isis?"

Please don't just dump any trash you can find into the house, sir. We already have enough trash.

Isis, observing from afar, chose to ignore Ji Jue's harassing message: [If you insist on making a dress, please keep it for yourself.]

"also."

Ji Jue nodded.

And so, the silence on the other end became deafening.

When Ji Jue reached out his hand again, countless drops of mercury flowed, diffused, evaporated, and gradually enveloped the entire sea area.

The gathering begins anew!
Solid Alchemy!
A sudden gust of wind swept through, and an invisible vortex rose from the very center of the mist. Between Ji Jue's hands, blurry, wailing figures appeared and disappeared rapidly, being pulled into the rapidly solidifying crystal.

To Ji Jue’s surprise, among the three phases of alchemy, the one that best matched the countless formulas left by the dust and haze was the solid alchemy that he used as a transformation and container!
After incorporating numerous established formulas, solid alchemy's threat to and ability to preserve all spiritual entities and spiritual matter have reached a new level.

At this moment, as the mercury mist spread throughout the entire sea area, countless tiny mercury vapors began to spontaneously draw out the existence of the veil, forcibly converging those dispersed, invisible veils into one!

boom!
The Mist Uprising.

It was as if one sensed that their treasure was about to slip out of control... Suddenly, a faint face appeared in the dense fog, gazing at this place from a great distance.

Then, I saw Ji Jue's warm smile.

Is it specifically for adding spice to the relationship?
Yeah.

Otherwise, if you don't get a call at a crucial moment, you always feel like something's missing...

And so, under the furious gaze of the other tyrant, Ji Jue reached out without hesitation and grasped the invisible tyrant's spiritual contract within the mist.

Then, dissociation!

I don't care about this or that, once the stuff is in my hands, it's mine! Since you dare to write your name on my things, that means you're mine too!

"Don't rush, take it one at a time."

Ji Jue glanced at that ferocious face and suddenly smiled: "Your turn will come soon."

Bang!
The spiritual contract shattered, and the distorted shadow of the tower went completely out of control, then was taken over entirely by Ji Jue. As for the other impotent and furious tyrant, he didn't even have time to unleash his power and punishment from afar before his roar abruptly stopped and disappeared.

The enormous curtain was now completely under Ji Jue's control!
The flame of non-death flashed and disappeared, washing away the pollution left by the tyrant, and the refinement of non-aggression began again... The main problem is that, apart from the tyrant's spirit contract, everything else is just a pile of materials, lacking any skill or highlights, and is completely unbearable to look at.

After maintaining the original framework, the system was reorganized, problems were corrected, and shortcomings were addressed. With a series of clicks, the smooth reconstruction was completed.

After making a lot of error correction notebooks, you don't even need to use your brain when correcting these kinds of things.

Immediately afterwards, the pale mist once again spread out from the sea surface, but this time, wisps of silver light actually appeared within the endless mist.

The thin fog dissolved in the gale and quickly disappeared.

It's as if nothing had happened.

Only Ji Jue felt the curtain spreading once more, his perception expanding further, even... one by one, souls and lives appearing in his perception.

Like tiny flashes of light, so clear.

"Let me see how to use this thing..."

Ji Jue reached out his hand and gently touched it.

It points to one of them.

Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream rang out from the Venom fleet in the distance!
In the chaotic cabin, a running pirate suddenly froze in place, his eyes wide open, bulging, his body convulsing, and he made hoarse noises.

"Hey! Hanafia, what are you doing?" His companion, carrying ammunition boxes, glared and yelled, "Get out of the way!"

"Ha...ha...hana...fei...fei..."

Hanafia seemed to forget her own name, muttering incoherently and convulsing. In the midst of the violent spasms, thick, viscous foam gushed from her body, then suddenly, it stopped.

Then, slowly, he turned his head behind him.

A 180-degree turn.

Those empty eyes stared straight at their terrified companion.

His stiff expression was still stained with blood.

Suddenly he grinned.

smile.

Then, the skin, like thin paper, was torn apart. The distorted face cracked, and the exposed bones gleamed with a faint metallic sheen.

“My name is… Hana… Fia…”

(End of this chapter)