Chapter 317: Crocodile Tears
Chapter 317: Crocodile Tears
Blood... Bloodhair Princess!!!
Gazing at the red-haired beauty before him, her nose slightly wrinkled, her vibrant red locks flowing, and behind her, an endless sea of souls, the crocodile god immediately recognized her identity. Standing at his doorstep, he froze, his entire body stiffening.
The Virgin Bureau's Director of the Purification Bureau, the most ruthless executioner in history, had single-handedly wiped out the entire East Carlevan Kingdom and sent over 129 million souls to their final demise. After the rebellion in the Snake Husband Bureau escalated, the Death Crows residing at the entrance of the Dead Realm took flight, their pitch-black feathers filling the sky, forming a deathly curtain that completely obscured the sky of the Dead Realm.
At that time, looking up at the sky, one couldn't even see the sun, only a vast expanse of gloomy black fog stretching for dozens of miles, and within the fog, countless pairs of crimson lights—the eyes of over 129 million death crows!
Over 129 million of them!
Every time he recalled those blood-red-eyed crows that blotted out the sky and the sea of souls that surged into the Dead Realm after the Death Crows flew into its depths, the crocodile god's soul would tremble uncontrollably.
The seemingly kind-hearted red-haired woman before him had, in just over two minutes, sent over 130 million souls into the Dead Realm, effortlessly blocking the 'One-Way Path' that had been unobstructed for who knows how long. For the first time, the path was congested by the overwhelming influx of souls.
Even though the lords of the Dead Realm, having noticed the unusual behavior of the Death Crows, had acted immediately to alleviate the situation, it was still like a drop in the bucket compared to the ever-increasing number of souls. Nearly every second, millions of souls were pushed off the One-Way Path, falling into the Styx River below.
By the time the last half-minute arrived, not only had the One-Way Path, which attracted souls, completely stopped functioning, but even the Styx River itself was blocked by the fallen souls. The river, with nowhere to flow, overflowed in all directions, flooding the Dead Realm and forming the vast swamp where the crocodile god now resided.
That very swamp was where he currently lived...
After glancing at the massive underground cave in the center of the swamp, the unfortunate crocodile god, facing the red-haired woman who had helped him "build a home," felt his eyes well up with tears of gratitude.
So, the "accomplice" guarding the Dead Realm was you!
No wonder the Ancient Land Dweller pretended not to see me; with the Bloodhair Princess guarding the Dead Realm, there was no need for him to take action. If I had returned, I would have surely met my end!
...
Why are you crying?
The red-haired director was taken aback when the crocodile god, without saying a word, burst into tears right there and then. She tossed her toothbrush into the Styx River and approached him with a furrowed brow.
"Tell me, where did you come from? What happened to Emma and the others?"
"They... they're doing fine..."
"You're lying!"
The red-haired director's eyes narrowed as she slightly wrinkled her nose. The silk cocoon binding the crocodile god dimmed, its bright red color turning into a dark red like that of veins, and it tightened inward, constricting the shell on his body.
"Speak the truth! Don't think that being a god of the Dead Realm makes you untouchable!"
Having sensed the scent of the Wealth Goddess and an intense bloody aura from the crocodile god, the red-haired director, concerned about the situation of Leon and the others, was genuinely enraged.
According to the tasks she had assigned, Emma was supposed to eradicate the Scale Gold Sect, while Leon was to ambush the airship. No matter how she considered it, their auras shouldn't have been together, so the only possibility was that Emma had been ambushed by the Scale Gold Sect, or perhaps even the Wealth Goddess herself had intervened.
After returning to the Bureau and reporting his task completion, Leon received a distress call from Emma. Tom was about to take him to rescue her, but instead, Leon dragged Tom along to save the person in need. Unfortunately, they ran into the Wealth Goddess face-to-face!
Although Leon, who had been keeping watch on the one-way path, did not witness their souls entering the Dead Realm, indicating they might still be alive, the possibility of something going wrong couldn't be ruled out, considering their opponent was the Wealth Goddess.
If Emma and Leon were to meet their end due to a task he had arranged...
The thought made the red-haired Director increasingly agitated. The grip on his hair, which was now a dark red, tightened slightly, and the numerous fine, sharp strands had already torn through the Crocodile Deity's shell, deeply embedding into its skin.
"Stop! I'll talk! I'll talk!"
Upon sensing the bloody aura emanating from the dark red hair, the Crocodile Deity, who was shedding tears, was startled. It hurriedly began to recount everything it had witnessed.
As the Crocodile Deity's narrative became somewhat incoherent, the red-haired Director's eyes, once filled with impatience, gradually calmed, turning into deep bewilderment.
Leon had almost eliminated the Wealth Goddess? And he was from the Ancient Land? Infiltrating the Purification Bureau with ill intentions?
In the end, the Wealth Goddess caught him, but to avoid exposing his identity, he had no choice but to agree to cooperate with her temporarily?
What was all this about?
"I'm telling the truth!"
Sensing that the Bloodhair seemed to be unrelated to the "Ancient Land Dweller," the Crocodile Deity's hope rekindled. It was afraid that the God of Death would be displeased and turn it into sashimi, so it hastily swore:
"I swear by the great death, this is all I witnessed with my own eyes! I guarantee it's not a lie!
Moreover, after he saved that male Purifier later, he spoke according to the agreement with the Wealth Goddess. She had already left, so why would he need to lie?"
That wasn't necessarily the case.
Recalling Leon and Emma's shared cautious nature, the red-haired Director couldn't help but frown.
Leon's lack of security was why he hadn't revealed the truth to Tom. It was mostly due to his concern that the Wealth Goddess might still be around, and he didn't want to cause further trouble by disclosing his secrets. So, he decided to keep it hidden for now.
After all, while the black goat's soul had excellent vision, it couldn't guarantee perfection when it came to true gods capable of soul disguise. The Crocodile Deity's successful feigning of death proved that keeping the secret was a good decision.
As for the trump card that negated the Wealth Goddess's power, it was probably the time when he received the wine from the Taurus Director and got thoroughly drunk. Even his Blooded Slaughter ability became ineffective, so it was normal for the Wealth Goddess to be unable to harm him.
If his guess was correct, Leon must have used some means to intimidate the Wealth Goddess and scare her away. As for the identity of the Ancient Land visitor, it was pure nonsense... Well...
Perhaps it wasn't entirely baseless?
After considering the secrets surrounding Leon, the red-haired Director hesitated slightly.
Although he knew Leon well and was certain he wasn't the type to have ill intentions, there were indeed many peculiarities about Leon. Even if he didn't have malicious intent, it would be best to inspect him thoroughly to avoid being deceived by some strange entity.
Since they were currently in the Dead Realm, where nothing could hide its existence, it might be best to bring Leon and the others down for a thorough inspection.
(End of Chapter)
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