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Chapter 1027: Delicacies
Chapter 1027: Delicacies
After hearing the words of the Cancer Director, the Black Sheep’s mind buzzed with shock.
"Azgrath is gone? My home is gone? My people are all gone?"
"I’m afraid so."
"How... How can this be? How... How..."
This is the Abyss...
Seeing the Black Sheep’s eyes start to redden, looking deeply distressed, Liǎng couldn’t help but sigh and patted its thigh to comfort it.
Just after being resurrected, you find out your entire clan is gone. This might be cruel for you, but for the Abyss, chaos, destruction, and slaughter are eternal themes, so...
"Damn it!"
Stomping his foot forcefully, the Black Sheep looked up at the sky and roared in pain:
"I haven’t even started avenging them yet, and you’re all dead? How can I vent my anger if you die so quickly?"
"???"
"And those Succubi... Damn it! I just got resurrected! I was thinking about... Ouch! Why did you kick me?"
I kicked you because it was convenient! And if I didn’t think it was disgusting to touch you with my hands, I would have snapped that thing off! Damn it! Your balls are gone, and you’re still thinking about doing dirty things. You’re really beyond help!
After kicking the Black Sheep, whose Holy Light started to surge between his legs due to lust, Liǎng took Control of the Compass, locked onto the Black Sheep’s former home, and declared:
"Let’s choose this place! A wasteland is fine; it’ll give me a chance to familiarize myself with the Abyss."
"Alright."
Nodding in agreement with Liǎng, the Cancer Director put on a pair of leather gloves, reached out, and plucked the withered star points from the Compass, rubbing them into a fine powder in his palm.
Next, the Cancer Director lifted the star dust in his hand, carefully brought it to his mouth, and blew the black, shimmering dust toward Liǎng and the Black Sheep!
"Puff!"
The black starlight expanded with the airflow. The small amount of dust in the Cancer Director’s hand suddenly multiplied a thousandfold, and countless black star points rushed toward the two like a sandstorm.
Then, as if scrubbing a paint pattern with a wire brush, each black star point that swept over them "scraped" a layer of their existence from this world, leaving behind a series of torn, mottled marks in their original positions.
When the sandstorm finally subsided, Liǎng and the Black Sheep had completely disappeared, replaced by two vaguely transparent, human-shaped figures that looked like they had been drenched in rain.
"Done, they’re sent over."
After carefully examining the two transparent figures and applying the remaining star dust to the spots not completely "scraped" away, the Cancer Director wiped his hands and got rid of the leftover black star dust.
Watching the Cancer Director’s actions, the Taurus Director couldn’t help but frown and said with some dissatisfaction:
"You still have plenty of materials. Why did you only open two ordinary Stardust Gates for Liǎng? Why not open better, faster gates?"
"Let’s save them."
The Cancer Director shook his head and replied:
"It’s not that I’m stingy with the materials. Opening Stardust Gates for this distance is enough. The remaining materials can serve as insurance."
"Insurance?"
"To prevent extreme and special accidents."
The Cancer Director thought for a moment and gave an example:
"For instance, if Aquarius gets carried away and collapses the Abyss, I’ll have the materials to open a gate and retrieve him."
"There’s no way it’ll be that extreme..."
After hearing the Cancer Director’s example, the Taurus Director couldn’t help but retort.
"Liǎng is a kind-hearted and good kid, he just has a bit of bad luck. The reason why he always makes such a big fuss is usually because he's forced into it... You, Archer, also misunderstand him deeply!"
"..."
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
"..."
Recalling how Liǎng stood shoulder to shoulder with the Black Sheep, radiating a terror that was thousands of times heavier than the Great Demon beside him, the Cancer Director couldn't help but sigh in exasperation.
If you think he's kind-hearted, what more can I say?
...
Name: Nest of Sinful Desire (Corrupted, Hell, Plane)
Appearance: A Corrupted Plane composed of the roots of the Rotting Tree and black marble, filled with nearly decaying Pink Spores and black boulders that naturally bear Evil Runes.
Abilities: Desire Amplification (Lust), Hell Overlap, Creature Hosting (Demons)
Cost: Voluntarily open your soul and Sink into the corresponding desire.
File: One of the layers in the Hundred Dungeons of the Abyss, belonging to the Lust Demon God 'Eve of the Forbidden Fruit' Asmodeus. It was originally her pasture for raising meat goats, until the roots of the Rotting Tree grew and spread from the neighboring Decadent Tree Garden, transforming it into her pleasure palace and guest reception area.
However, after less than three hundred years, the Sloth Demon God 'Coffin Corpse' Belphegor accidentally fell into this Secondary Plane during a plane collision. In his deep sleep, he unconsciously released his Truth, almost killing all the living beings in this Secondary Plane, causing it to remain vacant ever Since.
Evaluation: Once the best pasture in the Hundred Dungeons of the Abyss, the special Meat Goat Demons raised here would escape from the pursuit of succubi every day, struggling to feed on the decaying branches and Stone Onions growing in the cracks of the marble. Occasionally, when caught, they would indulge in their desires.
As a result, the Meat Goat Demons here have an unparalleled and excellent flavor, with marbled fat, tender and juicy meat, no gamey taste after stewing, and a large amount of unique volatile flavor compounds in their muscles.
Even with the simplest water stew, the Meat Goat Demons here can exhibit almost perfect flavor, making them a renowned delicacy in the Hundred Dungeons of the Abyss, one that even the Sin Demon Gods would be moved by.
Sin Stain Points: 60
"..."
This is just... There are so many things to criticize, I don't even know where to start...
After reading the description of the Black Sheep's hometown, Liǎng's lips twitched involuntarily, suddenly understanding a problem that had troubled him for a long time.
No wonder when he first joined the Clean-Up Bureau, the Director always wanted to stew the Black Sheep and refused to buy it cigarettes. It seems that even though the Black Sheep only had its original horns, it still inherited a lot of delicious genes... If I had known, I should have tried stewing it a couple of times.
Looking at the Black Sheep's back, Liǎng sighed regretfully.
If it were still in its goat form, I could have forced myself to eat it and taste the flavor that can conquer demon gods, but now that it has returned to human form, it's beyond my limits. After all, people shouldn't, at least not.
Besides, in the past year, I bought it so many cigarettes, and now it's probably already flavored by the cheap tobacco... Hmm... In a certain sense, that's really a pity.
"???"
Seeing Liǎng reach out to touch the ground of the Nest of Sinful Desire and then look at himself with a regretful expression, the Black Sheep couldn't help but shiver instinctively, stepping back two steps in fear and asking in alarm:
"You... What are you looking at me like that for? I still have... Wait! Someone seems to be coming!"
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