I Have a Sailing Game

All of a sudden, a massive shadow in shades of black and brown was plummeting swiftly from the sky.

It’s the Tooth Spirit!

Bang—

The ground trembled, accompanied by filthy airwaves scattering in all directions. The decaying flesh rolled continuously on the ground, finally stopping at Rogel’s feet.

Rogel stood firm and unyielding, squinting at the figure.

[Filthy Totem—Tooth Spirit]

[Type: Monster]

[Quality: Dominator]

[Level: 70]

[Tier: Angel (Pseudo)]

[Explanation: Ancient secret records once mentioned that those who eat filth will ultimately be devoured by filth itself. Tooth Spirit is the best evidence of this record. Fond of consuming filth, it had unknowingly been devoured by unknown forces, becoming the filthy totem in this region.]

Pseudo-Angel?

What kind of tier is this?

Rogel knitted his brows slightly.

He wasn’t panicking in the face of the enormous danger in front of him.

One of the purposes of this trip was to brave the storm. Mainly, he wanted to see to what extent this Tooth Spirit had progressed.

And now Tooth Spirit’s tier left him somewhat puzzled.

Gurgle gurgle...

After falling from the cliff, Tooth Spirit didn’t attack Rogel immediately. Instead, it crouched down to gnaw at the corpse of its own leftovers, producing revolting sounds.

Flies and live maggots feasted freely across its body.

It seemed it didn’t regard Rogel at all.

"Uvie Muzhe, lend a hand."

Rogel wasted no time in calling for backup.

The Tooth Spirit before him was emanating an overwhelming tier suppression, making him feel as though he could hardly move, and even the use of his powers became arduously difficult.

"What kind of help..." Uvie Muzhe, pulled out from the backpack by Rogel, sounded a little puzzled but soon sensed Tooth Spirit ahead, its voice growing grave: "You kid, what kind of cursed place did you run off to now? How did you encounter such a creature?"

While stashed in the backpack, Uvie Muzhe, the Abdominal Black Dragon, couldn’t witness Rogel’s circumstances.

And it was well aware of this fact, yet seemingly knowing that spying was inappropriate, it never commented on it.

Therefore, Uvie Muzhe didn’t possess firsthand information of Rogel’s adventures in the cave.

"I’ll explain later." Rogel had no time to idle around: "This creature is at a pseudo-angel tier; you’ve got to have ways to handle this as a bona fide angel, right?"

"I’m not blind." Uvie Muzhe retorted in an ill-tempered manner, then stated gravely: "It’s hard to say; I am not at my full strength currently, my available power is limited, and this creature seems to be a Spirit of Faith..."

"My advice is to run, no need to fight it to the death."

Rogel: "..."

No way, this is merely a pseudo-angel before us; are you, a genuine angel, scared of it?

"A Spirit of Faith?"

"I’ll explain it later; for now, just make your escape using my power, without a hitch," Uvie Muzhe also told Rogel to explain later at this moment.

"I won’t run." Rogel refused: "Help me, I want to wipe it out."

Rogel harbored a deep-seated desire to eliminate Tooth Spirit without delay.

If Uvie Muzhe were to lend a hand, there would certainly be a fighting chance.

As for danger... would he, the save-exploiting warrior, fear this? Ridiculous.

"..." Now it was Uvie Muzhe’s turn to be speechless, yet it didn’t say more, as it simply didn’t want to fight, not that it feared it.

"Alright then, if it becomes untenable, run immediately."

With that said, the Illusory Black Stone floated slowly, the power within gradually beginning to spread.

Gurgle...

Meanwhile, the Tooth Spirit also swallowed the last mouthful of scraps, its mouth brimming with blood and bits of flesh, its face a picture of malevolent ferocity, its insidious and maddened gaze slowly shifting toward Rogel.

[The Illusory Black Stone has provided you with tier suppression.]

[Tooth Spirit’s strength has been suppressed.]

Buzz—

The Illusory Black Stone, suspended in the sky, suddenly erupted with a formless power, spreading out in all directions.

"Woo..."

The Tooth Spirit’s gaze grew colder, at this moment, it too sensed the looming threat in front, letting out a low threatening growl.

"What, have you also eaten your brain as filth?"

Rogel squinted at it, vigilant, while simultaneously raising his hand to summon thunderstorms and dark clouds.

Boom—

At the edge of the Isle of Filth, massive tsunamis had already started surging, gradually forming huge waves tens of meters high that continuously crashed against the Isle of Filth.

He wasn’t saying this just for the sake of arguing.

He was trying to test whether the Tooth Spirit in front of him still retained any intelligence.

In the context of [Isle of Filth], Rogel harbored doubts about the Tooth Spirit’s resurrection.

But when he saw the explanation in the Tooth Spirit’s information, he realized that the Tooth Spirit’s resurrection likely came from an external force.

So after dying and coming back to life, is the Tooth Spirit still living with its original consciousness, or is it merely a shell carrying an unknown power?

"Roar—"

The Tooth Spirit, in its current state of madness, provided the answer.

It had completely lost its reason, becoming a vessel filled with filth!

In an instant, the filthy earth was restless, distant mountaintops erupted, muddy blood erupted, and countless filthy creatures appeared.

Sickening and terrifying dark red stench-tainted fog came from all directions!

[You’ve been contaminated by the Tooth Spirit’s filth; your Life Value drops significantly, and your body starts to decay!]

Just as one wave subsides, another arises; the terrible power of the Tooth Spirit was wildly released at this moment, showing its full extent.

Even though it was suppressed by the Tier Power of the Illusory Black Stone, it was still a dangerous opponent for Rogel.

"Roar—"

The Tooth Spirit extended its decayed arms, suddenly plunging them into the ground.

Rogel’s heart tightened; the sense of danger arrived. Without even getting a clear look at its action, he unhesitatingly bent his knees and leaped, using the Dragon Wings to fly into the air.

With a bang, several gigantic decayed claws burst from the island, reaching straight for Rogel.

Countless filthy monsters also flowed with bloody liquid, pouncing towards Rogel one after another.

[You used the Bone Purification Bottle, removing the filthy contamination from your body.]

Rogel lifted the Bone Purification Bottle to drink from it, while raising his hand to summon the Power of Calamity...

Summon the Power of Calamity!

Wow—

A tsunami, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, came from the sea outside the Isle of Filth, overlooking the entire Isle of Filth!

Thunderstorms and hurricanes accompanied it!

The tsunami of the Captain Calamity wasn’t just powerful impact.

The calamity aura contained within also had strong Power of Destruction.

"Roar—"

"Feel... the filth!!!"

The Tooth Spirit’s decayed face, unbearable to look at, was filled with madness, and its hysterical roar made one’s whole body tremble.

Numerous decayed claws rapidly entwined under Its control, forming a filthy giant flesh mouth, frantically attempting to tear Rogel’s disaster tsunami.

Boom!

The two collided instantly, and the powerful, terrifying air currents scattered in all directions.

The overflowing lightning and storm carried with them the stench of rot and insect corpses, shaking the entire Isle of Filth with this impact!

"Seems it still retains a shred of self-awareness."

Rogel smirked coldly; the fact that the Tooth Spirit could still speak meant that it hadn’t been completely devoured by the unknown power.

With this strike, he had already gauged the Tooth Spirit’s strength.

Under the suppression of the Illusory Black Stone, Its Tier Power couldn’t suppress Rogel, and its own abilities were significantly weakened.

Meanwhile, Rogel grew stronger under the influence of the Illusory Black Stone and could utilize Uvie Muzhe’s Power of Illusion and Reality.

With this shift in balance, the gap in tier and level between Rogel and the Tooth Spirit had been erased.

As a result, the Tooth Spirit would completely lose the power to fight him.

But Rogel had his shortcomings too.

"The spiritual power consumption is too high..."

Rogel thought to himself.

He had just entered the Deputy Tier, and such battles taxed him greatly.

Given this, he decided on a quick resolution!

Rogel’s eyes narrowed, he slowly opened his arms, with the light of calamity flashing in his eyes, and giant dragon scales appeared on his arms.

He intended to enhance the power of calamity with the strength of a Giant Dragon, annihilating the Tooth Spirit in a single blow!

"Roar—"

Boom!

In the black clouds of the thunderstorm, a faint, deafening dragon roar emerged.

The lightning flickering within the black clouds began to take on a hint of violent scarlet...