The battlefield inside the pocket dimension looked like a warzone. Broken beds, collapsed cushions, shattered platforms, foggy debris of cottons drifting in the air, everything was in ruins. Dozens of exhausted girls lay scattered everywhere, knocked unconscious by the sheer force of Tyler’s uncontrolled breakthrough.

Myrtle struggled to hold Tyler back, Nope she is holding Tyler with her ’back’ sitting on top of little Tyler.

Zuzia lay twitching in a corner, and Darla was barely staying upright. She is also wasted.

"Everyone move." A tired yet absolutely terrifying voice echoed.

Every girl, conscious or not, instinctively flinched.

Mathilda had arrived.

Her hair was messy, her eyes bloodshot, her lab coat stained with alchemical soot. She looked like she hadn’t slept for weeks straight because, well... she hadn’t.

She swept her gaze over the entire chaotic battlefield.

The dozens of fainted maidens... The shattered furniture... The smell of lust, created by Tyler and girls.

And her eye twitched.

"How dare you do this to all these girls..." she growled.

The girls nodded weakly. Yes. Yes, Tyler deserved wrath. Finally, someone understood–

Mathilda continued, "...without ME."

All the girls collapsed again, this time mentally.

Darla crawled forward. "Mathilda... please... stop Tyler... before he impregnates everyone. Practitioners can control pregnancy, but amount of Life force, he injects is too much. We might all get pregnant."

"Don’t worry," Mathilda sighed, reaching behind her coat, "Isn’t this chance to bind Tyler if you all got pregnant?"

She pulled out a baseball bat. A baseball bat engraved in ancient runic script: Anti-Horny – Mathilda’s Suppression Tool

Tyler, still glowing with unstable power, blinked. "Wait, Mathilda, let’s talk about thi—"

BONK.

A clean, decisive strike landed on his head.

Tyler staggered. The chaotic aura around him flickered.

He touched his forehead and looked around, his eyes become clear, "Holy molly... did I do all this?"

"Don’t pretend you forgot!" Mathilda snapped and poked his forehead with two fingers.

He winced.

"Alright, alright! I seriously don’t know what happened! My power went insane, I couldn’t control anything."

BONK.

Mathilda smacked him again, "Talk after removing your penis from Myrtle’s mouth..."

Tyler held both hands up. "Okay! Okay! Sorry!"

He removed the thing from Myrtle, who gasped as color returned to her face.

Darla pointed upward. "There are Loose Immortals surrounding the ship! We had submerged into Shadow. If you don’t stabilize him and let him take care of the situation, we’re dead!"

Mathilda didn’t even flinch, "Then let’s see what’s wrong."

She pressed her ear against Tyler’s chest, closing her eyes while she examined his heartbeat, prana flow, and aura circuits.

Her brow furrowed, "...Huh?"

She pressed harder, "...What on earth...?"

With a swift motion, she sliced Tyler’s palm with a specialized blade. A few drops of blood gathered into a vial before the wound healed instantly.

Mathilda held the vial up to the light and froze, "...Interesting."

Her eyes shined and looked at the blood at microscopic level, the blood cells looked like heart shaped.

"What is it?" Tyler asked nervously.

Mathilda turned to him slowly, confusion and irritation mixing on her face, "It’s... Succubus blood."

"WHAT!?" Tyler yelped.

Darla also paled. "Succubus, Tylaaaaar, what did you do!?"

"I DID NOTHING!" Tyler shouted.

Mathilda continued examining the blood. "No. This isn’t real Succubus blood. It’s an illusory, karmic blood-seed injected into your veins."

She squinted deeper into the vial.

"And it was activated only recently. Something or someone nearby is boosting its effects. That’s why your energy went berserk."

Tyler gulped. "So... someone cursed me?"

"Basically," Mathilda said.

Su Fei folded her arms. "Who even has Succubus blood near Nox Pass? Isn’t that impossible?"

"Based on concentration of the blood... It might be real Succubus, more than one.." Mathilda said.

---

Meanwhile,

Somewhere in the Nox Pass Swamp Sector

Far from the Phantom Pirates, the sea changed into a murky, mist-covered swamp where the landscape twisted unnaturally.

Two young, beautiful women rowed a small boat through the eerie fog.

But they were not human.

Their pupils were thin. Their auras seductive and dangerous. Their smiles carried wicked charm.

If Tyler was here he would instantly recognise them , Nixie and Nova, Succubus sisters.

And between them, sitting calmly, was a ghostly young wraith girl, wshen white hair, faded eyes, a cursed resentment swirling around her.

Charla.

At her feet lay the dried-up corpse of a Divine Seeker, completely drained of life-force, face still smiling blissfully as though he died willingly.

Nova stroked Charla’s head as the wraith consumed the last remnants of Aura from the corpse.

"Nixie," Nova said, eyes gleaming, "feel that?"

"Yes..." Nixie smiled slyly. "Tyler White reacted. The curse-blood we planted .... found him." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Charla’s hollow voice murmured, "Tyler... Tyler... Tyler..."

Her voice trembled with hatred.

Nova smirked. "Yes, little one. With your resentment as the catalyst and our rituals of the past few years... the seed has taken root."

Nixie chuckled. "It doesn’t matter what happens next. Either he becomes our obedient servant... "

"Or," Nova finished, "Charla’s curse will devour him."

The swamp wind howled softly.

"But one way or another," Nova whispered, eyes turning crimson, "...Tyler White will die."

---

Back Inside the Shadow Pearl

Tyler’s expression darkened, "Hmm... great now we have a Succubus that can curse from far and 5 Loose Immortals."

Mathilda slapped his cheek lightly. "Focus. We must stabilize you before the Loose Immortals outside sense your flare again."

Zuzia groaned from the floor. "Mathilda... I can’t fight anymore... Myrtle is also down..."

In the corner, Myrtle lifted a trembling hand. "I... I’m alive... barely..."

Darla turned to Mathilda. "Can you fix him?"

Mathilda pushed her glasses up.

"If anyone can fix this mess..."

She lifted the gleaming Anti-Horny Bat.

"...it’s me."

Tyler swallowed.

Mathilda threw the bat and removed her dress.

"Now... Fuck me like I am the last woman in the world." Mathilda whispered and injected herself with an Injection.

Slowly, the battlefield flipped... and for the first time in their lives, they witnessed something unthinkable, Tyler was actually at a disadvantage.

"As expected, Mathilda... The biggest pervert in the world... "

"Even Demon Tyler lost..."

The Fallen girls whispered.

"Don’t worry. The blood I injected works like a controlled counteragent. It’s similar to using one poison to neutralize another. We suppress the curse’s influence by overriding it with a manageable version of the same effect. Unlike the Succubus curse, this one is something you can control." Mathilda explained.

"You didn’t inject it on me..." Tyler said.

"Ofcourse, we are doing it. I am Transmitting it sexually."

"Don’t explain like some sort of disease..."

"Now we have 5 Loose Immortals, atleast 2 succubus after us... Hope the number won’t rise." Myrtle stood up with holding her painful butt.

Everyone glanced at her.

"That’s a Red Flag. You stupid tortoise..." Su Fei shouted.

┉┈ ◈ ◉ ◈ ┈┉

Just as Myrtle had Jinxed, trouble was gathering from every direction.

Deep inside one of the underwater cave systems hidden beneath Nox Pass, a massive Red Dragon was tearing into the corpse of a Sea Titan. The Titan had the head of a goat, the body of a gargantuan fish, and scales tough enough to resist most Immortal attacks, yet half its body had already vanished into the dragon’s mouth. Chunks of flesh dissolved under his claws as he tried to devour as much as possible.

The Red Dragon’s entire body was covered in wounds. His scales hung loose, many of them cracked or falling off completely, and his breathing was uneven. Every bite he took seemed to ease his pain only slightly.

He growled to himself while ripping the Titan apart.

"Phantom Blackwood... Mana... I will kill you both," he muttered, each word carrying a deep, seething hatred. "Even if I have to perish in this cursed place, I will drag you into the abyss with me."

The dragon’s eyes glowed with murderous obsession as he continued eating, trying desperately to heal.

---

Far above the swirling purple mist, an enormous floating island drifted slowly through the sky. Towering buildings stood on its surface like an entire empire suspended in midair. Ancient characters spelling "Sky" glowed faintly on one of the central palaces, announcing its identity.

Beneath the sea, another island moved just as steadily. Its structures mirrored the one above, although the pressure of the deep ocean distorted its outline. On the largest hall, glowing runes spelled out "Sea" in ancient script.

Both palaces were entering Nox Pass at the same time, their purpose clear. They were hunting the Phantom Pirates.

---

Across the horizon, yet another visitor approached the forbidden region. A golden chariot cut through the air, pulled by two ethereal beasts shaped like streaks of light. Inside, a man dressed in green leaned sideways and looked out the window.

His expression was a complicated mixture of dread, annoyance, and pure disbelief.

"Why won’t you die?" he grumbled. "Why in the world won’t you die? How many times do I have to kill you and still end up cursed?"

He snapped his folding fan shut in irritation.

"It’s all because of that Fate Emperor. Everything went downhill after that."

This man was none other than Immortal Feng Feiyan, one of Tyler’s most persistent enemies. Despite being an Immortal, he had suffered humiliation after humiliation at Tyler’s hands.

After he spread the news that Tyler had died, the Bai Clan’s secret realm refused to open for years. Princess Feng had investigated the phenomenon personally, spending an absurd amount of treasure and favors to find the truth. Everything pointed to a single conclusion.

Tyler White was still alive.

And Feng Feiyan knew exactly what that meant.

"If he becomes an Immortal before I kill him, I’m dead, They will kill me." Feng Feiyan muttered, clutching his hair. "I swear, I must be the most pathetic Immortal in existence."

He slumped back in his seat, then straightened up again, determination replacing his earlier panic.

Princess Feng had finally managed to track Tyler’s location, and the trail led here, to Nox Pass. Feng Feiyan did not know how he would win, but he understood one thing very clearly.

He had no choice.

"This time," he whispered to himself, gripping his fan tightly, "either he dies, or I do."