Chapter 471

After a heap of death ambassadors with peculiar appearances took their positions according to their identities and the sovereigns they represented, under the heart-throbbing fear of the female journalist’s gaze, a reindeer made of fine white bones was the first to speak:

“I also heard your conversation with the River of Hell Messenger. If it’s convenient, could you please tell me your name?”

“My name is Nicole…”

“Alright, Miss Nicole.”

After nodding towards the female journalist whose expression seemed somewhat bitter, the Bone-White Reindeer gently said:

“You are the first among all to arrive at the Gate of the Dead. Could you please tell me who killed the Guardian of Death God?”

“Uh… I’m not quite sure either…”

The female journalist shook her head and then steeled herself: “When I arrived, it was already like this. Actually, I didn’t see anything.”

“You’re lying!”

At that moment, a Swamp Crocodile Person with a purplish-black body stood up and opened its mouth toward the female journalist. A man inside its mouth with eyes wide open in death exclaimed: “I can feel it, everything you’re saying is a lie! You were already here before the Hound God was killed, and you know who the murderer is!”

“…”

Is this… the Judgement Crocodile? The ambassador of the Guilt判定Crocodile God?” Human, I advise you to think carefully before speaking.”

Looking at the suddenly shocked female journalist, the purple-black swamp crocodile closed its mouth and coldly stated:

“The head in my mouth ended up here because it told lies in front of me. Now it’s just stuck in my throat. If you continue lying, I don’t mind replacing it with you.”

“…”

It’s over…

Seeing the increasingly unfriendly gazes of the death ambassadors, the female journalist could only silently lament in her heart while trying to delay time: “It’s not that I don’t want to say, but the person who killed the Hound God… uh… is extremely powerful. I’m worried…”

“You don’t need to worry about anything.”

Interrupting the female journalist, the Bone-White Reindeer spoke gently again: “Anyone capable of ignoring Lord Angesi’s identity and killing him must be extraordinarily strong and extremely savage. If you witnessed it, I can understand your fear of him.

But as death ambassadors, our will is the will of the sovereigns. We need answers from you, and to uphold the will of the sovereigns, we will not hesitate to use any means necessary. Please understand this.”

“…”

“Of course, that would be our last resort if we had no other choice.”

Glancing at the female journalist’s tightly clenched fists, the Bone-White Reindeer suddenly shifted the topic, calmly stating:

“If you haven’t decided whether to reveal the murderer’s identity, we’re willing to give you some time to think. However, during this period, you’ll need to answer some other questions, such as…

What was the motive of the murderer?”

Hollow eye sockets stared intently at the nervous female journalist as the Bone-White Reindeer curiously asked:

“Miss Nicole, personally, I am very curious what reason could have driven the murderer to make the insane decision to kill Lord Angesi?”

“This…”

Upon hearing this, the female journalist bit her lip, took a deep breath, pointed at herself, and resolutely confessed: “I won’t tell you who that person is, but the reason he killed the Hound God should be for…”

“Zii…”

Just as the death ambassadors waited for the answer, the spine of the Hound God slightly swelled, emitting a sound like a knife cutting through leather.

Soon after, a silver dagger emerged from the Hound God’s back, slicing along the midline of its spine, directly cutting open a wound more than three meters long.

?!?! The death ambassadors noticed this scene and couldn’t help but take a collective step back, gazing in astonishment at the back of the Hound God’s corpse.

In the stunned gazes of the messengers, what appeared first was… a blood-soaked buttock… a person completely drenched in divine blood struggled to drag something out, attempting to crawl out from inside the Hound God’s body.

“Hurry! Give me a hand!”

After trying twice to drag out the Hound God’s massive heart and realizing it was too heavy to move, Leon, covered in blood and unable to even open his eyes, called out for help:

“…Inside… eating?”

Upon hearing Leon’s words, seeing the human buttocks re-entering the Hound God’s body, the death ambassadors couldn’t help but collectively gasp, instantly understanding the answers to the previous two questions.

There was no doubt that the murderer who killed the Guardian of Death God was this man, and his motivation for committing such a grave sin, daring to slay a True God…

Was actually just to eat?!!!!!

…

“Um, wait, you probably don’t need to help.”

After feeling around blindly for a while, Leon found a large vein still tied to the Hound God’s heart. After cutting it with his blade, Leon hugged the half-meter-tall heart of the Hound God, emerging from the wound on its back with delight.

“I’ve got it!”

After taking a blind bite out of the bloody heart, feeling the gradually increasing sense of stability in his soul, Leon finally regained his own soul and happily said while holding the remaining half of the Hound God’s heart: “As expected, I still need to eat its heart. One bite and I immediately feel better.”

Not one wrong word inside 69 Book Bar!

One bite…

Listening to Leon’s words, seeing the pleased expression on his face and that deeply satisfied sense of fulfillment, even the experienced death ambassadors felt a chill run down their spines.

They’d seen bold and reckless fools, even madmen who dared challenge True Gods. The leading Bone-White Reindeer, having lived the longest, had even witnessed the fall of a Deathscape Sovereign during its long life.

But the scene of someone killing a True God, then crawling into its belly, and emerging holding the remnants of its heart, ultimately exceeded the limits of what the death ambassadors could endure.

Especially the satisfied smile on the blood-smeared face, radiating an almost innocent cruelty, akin to watching a predator devouring its own kind right before their eyes, causing an instinctual shiver of fear.

“Nicole? Why aren’t you talking?”

Not hearing Nicole respond, Leon wiped the blood off his face, then opened his eyes with black blood dripping from his hair, asking curiously: “You… huh? How are there so many people?”

“…”

(д|||)! (д|||)! (д|||)!

He noticed me! He noticed me!!! After being glanced at by Leon, the death ambassadors immediately retreated two steps in unison. Even the fish in the River of Yellow Springs were scared enough to sink underwater and dared not surface.

Facing someone who not only killed a True God but stayed to feast instead of fleeing, what they needed to consider wasn’t whether they could fight back, but how to avoid being eaten! Death ambassadors trusted by the sovereigns generally don’t die; even if they do, they can resurrect. But if swallowed by such a monstrous individual, whether they could survive became uncertain!

“Esteemed… esteemed… sir.”

After a terrifying silence, it was the leading Bone-White Reindeer that gathered the courage to speak first. It bowed its head respectfully and asked nervously:

“May I ask if you… have you finished eating?”

“Uh… pretty much…”

Seeing so many strange creatures, Leon’s scalp tingled a little.

After giving an awkward response, he was about to inquire about their identities when he suddenly noticed a familiar deer horn mark on the Bone-White Reindeer’s forehead.

Another Doe of Afflicted Flesh?! Upon recognizing this familiar mark, Leon’s expression changed abruptly. Underneath his blood-smeared hair, his eyes unconsciously narrowed.

“You…”

“Run!!!”

Seeing this “Food Demon” suddenly get angry, the death messengers of the deathscape, who were already on edge, lost their composure. In the shrill cries that followed, they all fled in a rush, even the statues that couldn’t run fast jumped into the river and swam desperately to the bottom.

And the Bone-White Reindeer that Leon was staring at didn’t hesitate for a second, instantly choosing to explode its body into countless bone fragments. Determined to split its soul into four parts, it fled in different directions.

“…”

(End of Chapter)