Chapter 304 Mud at the Bottom of the Hull

"That was the 'captain' of the Obsidian, Cristo Babeli―a mass of disordered material that could hardly be associated with a 'human body,' a pile that had surfaced from the depths of the sea... a fake."

He seemed to be completely unaware of his own condition, and furthermore... his thought processes seemed to be somewhat impaired.

He was oblivious to the passage of time and was unable to discern the distortion of his own flesh; in the absence of any vision, most of his tactile senses, and the ability to move, his extreme calmness was evident... as if he were trapped in some kind of strange, sluggish state.

That slightly writhing and pulsating mass of biological tissue still emitted a hoarse and deep voice, "Cristo Babeli" greeting the people who entered the room and asking about the current status of the Obsidian, inquiring what exactly had happened.