Chapter 316

After glancing around the empty Jade Valley, Leon replied with a sigh of helplessness: “I don’t dare to pull out the sword from Emma Senior’s chest, so I can only use the stuff I grabbed from her office. If you don’t like the nail hammer, we’ve got spiked boards, iron maidens, rack torture machines, thorn whips, and guillotine blades… Which one do you want?”

“…”

Looking at the grotesque tools scattered on the ground, the lazy youth twitched his face twice before realizing that Leon was right. Compared to those slow and horrifying torture devices, a mace was much better for quickly solving problems.

But dying by a mace blow was kinda…

“Maybe… You should just pull out Emma’s sword?”

Glancing at the blood still drying on the mace’s spikes, the lazy youth couldn’t help but swallow hard. He really didn’t want to be killed by this still-warm thing, so he suggested:

“I’ve seen Emma use her ‘Scales of Justice.’ It mainly targets the soul for judgment, with physical damage as a secondary effect, usually not fatal. Moreover, even if it is fatal, her indestructible body can still be used three hundred times; one more death won’t matter.”

“The reason she’s unconscious now is mainly due to severe damage to her soul, which has caused her will to lose control over her body. The sword piercing her chest, which specifically targets the soul, isn’t causing secondary trauma to her physical form but is affecting her soul’s recovery. You should pull the sword out!”

“Hmm…”

Hearing this, Leon nodded, then touched the hilt of the ‘Scales of Justice,’ confirming everything was as described. He carefully gripped the hilt, stabilized his arm, and gently pulled it out.

“Pfft!”

With a faint sound of air escaping flesh, Emma’s body involuntarily trembled. Blood gushed out, soaking her front.

As the lazy youth said, although there was some secondary injury due to Leon pulling the sword, once the blade left her body, Emma’s previously chaotic soul fire suddenly became smooth and stable, showing signs of regaining consciousness.

“Not bad, her condition is better than I expected.”

Noticing the slight tremors in Emma’s fingertips, the lazy youth’s eyes flickered slightly before speaking:

“It seems she’ll wake up soon. If she’s in good shape, you might not even have to kill me. My return ceremony doesn’t cost much, but the feeling of my body being completely destroyed and rebuilt piece by piece, along with my soul extinguishing and reigniting, compared to getting hammered to death by a mace, well… Wait!”

Lifting his head to check Emma’s condition, he noticed something strange and immediately shouted: “Look behind! There’s a crocodile!”

A crocodile?

Hearing Tom Senior’s warning, Leon was startled.

The crocodile god summoned by the contract of the Scales of Justice? Wasn’t he already gone?

…

Damn, we’ve been found out! After hearing the commotion from the mountain top, the crocodile god, who had been stealthily inching away on its hind legs, suddenly froze.

Because the contract of the Scales of Justice hadn’t ended yet, the unfortunate crocodile god couldn’t leave. It was picked up by a drunken Leon and used as a weapon to smash the Goddess of Wealth’s head.

After being caught and casually thrown aside by the Goddess of Wealth, the crocodile god, too scared to get involved in the fight between two big shots, quietly hid far away.

According to the crocodile god’s original plan, it would just stay hidden until Leon and the Goddess of Wealth finished their fight, then sell its cuteness to whoever won and beg for mercy. That would settle today’s affairs.

So no matter who won, they probably wouldn’t kill him outright. As long as he avoided being caught in the crossfire, his life would be safe.

Unfortunately, things took a sudden turn. The Old Earth infiltrator Leon, who had secretly entered the Clearing Bureau with ill intentions, suddenly revealed his identity. The Goddess of Wealth discovered his origin from the Old Earth, and they even formed a secret alliance.

And the meaning of “secret” was that no one could know or anyone who knew must die! Having witnessed the entire conversation between Leon and the Goddess of Wealth and personally seen her swear an oath regarding power, the unfortunate crocodile god almost cried on the spot.

Worried about being killed by these two conspirators, the crocodile god fully utilized its natural ability to play dead, lowering its presence to the minimum. Even its soul was nearly extinguished, leaving just a tiny spark. Then it silently prayed that no one would notice it.

Unfortunately, while its hiding could fool humans, it was useless against a True God. The Goddess of Wealth noticed the crocodile god pretending to be dead with just a glance.

However, although she noticed it, she didn’t act directly. She seemed to think the Old Earth person would kill it to protect the “secrecy,” so she directly stepped into the Dream Realm and left.

And just when the crocodile god was anxiously praying, fearing it would be killed by the Old Earth person, a miracle happened.

The Old Earth person, who had almost defeated the Goddess of Wealth, scanned the surroundings with his soul vision and, like someone with extremely dull soul perception, completely ignored the crocodile god’s concealed soul!

What luck!

Seeing the Old Earth person re-disguising himself as weak, carrying the unconscious female cleaner, and starting to climb the mountain laboriously, the lucky crocodile god’s heart wildly raced, almost breaking out of its fake death state.

In its highly anticipatory gaze, the Old Earth infiltrator actually ignored him, climbing all the way to the top of the mountain, and under the suggestion of another cleaner, even pulled out the thrusting sword maintaining the contract that kept him unable to leave! Thank heavens!

Feeling Leon’s “murderous aura,” the crocodile god sprang up at the speed of light, activated the portal between life and death, and immediately dived in, taking the path of the No Return Road to the Deathscape.

Finally escaped!

After escaping the overly dangerous World of the Living, looking at the dark and gloomy Deathscape ahead and the wailing dead struggling on the No Return Road, desperate to turn back, the crocodile god was so excited it almost cried.

That accursed world was too deep. It just wanted to go there to pick up some fresh food, but almost lost its life.

Still, the Dead Realm was good!

Although the scenery was a bit monotonous, the wailing dead were a bit noisy, and the taste of sinful souls was a bit old, not as fresh as newly deceased ones, but at least life here was always peaceful, without worrying about being attacked anytime. The Dead Realm was truly…

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”

??？

In the crocodile god’s terrified expression, a bright color suddenly appeared in the black-and-white-and-gray world of the dead.

From the rolling waters of the River of Yellow Springs beneath the No Return Road, countless red strands erupted, instantly forming a blood-red cocoon over a hundred meters in diameter, trapping the crocodile god who had just stepped onto the No Return Road inside.

“No wonder the smell is familiar.”

Looking at the crocodile god full of terror inside the cocoon, the director squatting by the River of Yellow Springs spat out the toothpaste foam in his mouth and frowned: “If I’m not mistaken, you’re the crocodile that signed a contract with Emma, right? Why do you have the smell of the Goddess of Wealth? Wait… How come there’s also Leon’s?”

(End of Chapter)