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Chapter 462: Strange Beans and Melodramatic Plot
Chapter 462: Strange Beans and Melodramatic Plot
As the Aquarius Director left the Tyrant King Council's meeting, Lyon, stopped by an old acquaintance—an old dog—struggled to bid farewell.
"I thought about it, but I won't bother you with guarding the door..."
Looking up at the three dog heads the size of dining tables, feeling the deathly breath that enveloped him, Lyon couldn't help but smile awkwardly as he negotiated, "You know, it's still working hours at the Purification Bureau. If I were to skip work, our Director would definitely have something to say. So, can you let me..."
"No."
Before Lyon could finish, the Dog God immediately rejected his request without hesitation, then grinned maliciously, "According to the rules of the Netherworld, anyone who enters the gate belongs to me! And don't even think about using the Crimson-Haired Princess to pressure me. Although I can't afford to offend her, she wouldn't dare to harm me either.
Don't underestimate me as just a gatekeeper of the Netherworld. If I weren't here, not only would the evil god's followers who steal souls be able to come and go as they please, but there would also be a large number of deceased souls filled with resentment returning to the living world, causing chaos everywhere. Even the Yellow Path Director of the Purification Bureau couldn't bear such consequences!"
"Oh, that makes sense."
Lyon, whose life was in the hands of the Dog God, naturally wouldn't be stubborn at this moment. After nodding in agreement with the Dog God, Lyon, in his soul state, could only try to persuade him:
"But even though you're not afraid of her, there's no need to provoke her, right?
Me and that woman over there were just ambushed, and our souls were separated from our bodies. We mistakenly entered the Netherworld, and it just so happens that your duty is to guard the gate, blocking those who shouldn't enter. So... how about letting us go back?"
"Hmm, she did mistakenly enter, so she can go back."
After glancing at the female journalist's soul, the Tricephalic Dog Deity nodded, then opened his large mouth, revealing a set of sharp canine teeth. He chuckled, "But you can't leave. You have to stay here, in my belly~"
"Why should I?"
"Because you were originally supposed to be in the Netherworld."
As the Dog God spoke, he lifted his massive dog head, gesturing for Lyon to look at the sky above his head.
"Normally, the Death Crows of living souls should be resting in the Death Crow Nest near the entrance. As soon as a soul enters the Netherworld, its Death Crow will awaken and guide it deeper into the Netherworld."
After explaining this "Netherworld Common Knowledge," the Dog God, seeing Lyon's tense expression, opened his three dog mouths and laughed strangely, "The Netherworld is a place that values rules. All living souls should have Death Crows hovering above their heads, and no one can avoid this. There are only two exceptions.
One is when someone has successfully transcended the boundaries and become a True Divine existence. In that case, their Death Crow will fly away in advance. And the other..." he paused, "...is when they have already died but managed to escape from the Netherworld!"
"Um..."
Lyon, realizing that his soul was essentially an undocumented one, looked at the Dog God's three dog mouths, which were getting closer and closer. Held down by the dog's claws, Lyon struggled to argue, "You say, is there a possibility that I'm actually a True God?"
"Gaga~"
Amused by Lyon's words, the Dog God laughed strangely twice, then extended three tongues—black, white, and gray—from his three mouths, each licking Lyon harshly. Excessive saliva dripped down like a never-ending flow.
"You are truly an interesting soul. The taste after eating you would probably be similar to that of a bizarre-flavored bean. I’m even more curious to taste you now."
You really don’t pick, do you...
After hearing the words of the Tricephalic Dog Deity, Lyon, who was drenched in dog saliva, couldn’t help but shudder violently. However, it wasn’t out of fear of being eaten by the dog, but simply from the cold.
Although the saliva of the three-headed dog was clear and transparent, without any suspiciously colored strange particles, it carried an overwhelmingly heavy aura of death, freezing Lyon’s soul to the point of near-stiffness.
“This... isn’t quite right, is it?”
Seeing the massive dog mouth that had licked away the stream of saliva and was now gradually approaching, Lyon, whose negotiations had failed, could only pray that the Director would notice something was wrong soon while he tried to stall for time:
“Bizarre-flavored beans... are considered snacks... eating them is bad for your health. How about... you eat something else instead? Can I go deeper into the Netherworld on my own?”
“Moreover, you said the Netherworld values... hiss... values rules. So, according to the rules, you should let me continue... continue moving inward, rather than eating me directly.”
“Tsk, why do you talk so much?”
Looking at Lyon, who was shivering from the cold but still stubbornly refusing to accept his fate, the Tricephalic Dog Deity couldn’t help but tsk and then said discontentedly:
“My duty is to guard the gate, preventing anything that shouldn’t enter the Netherworld from getting in, and also ensuring that souls that belong in the Netherworld don’t leave. You, as a soul trying to escape, are the biggest violation of my duty. According to the rules, I should eat you!
Furthermore, as the guardian of the Netherworld’s entrance, I generally can’t leave my post, but as compensation, I have the right to eat any soul that catches my eye when I’m hungry. This is the rule of the Netherworld. If I eat you today, no one can say anything!”
“...”
Damn, it looks like this is really the end.
Seeing the Tricephalic Dog Deity, who was determined to “taste” him no matter what he said, Lyon cursed himself for being a soul rather than a physical body, unable to defecate directly into the dog’s mouth to give it a proper taste.
“Fine! Rules, right!”
Realizing that he was most likely doomed today, Lyon could only curse the Aquarius Director in his heart while glaring at the Tricephalic Dog Deity, who was preparing to feast, and gritted his teeth:
“I remember your rules! This time, it’s my bad luck! But when you eat me, remember to chew thoroughly. If there’s even a fingernail-sized piece of bone left, I’ll tear through your dog’s intestines!”
“Haha, as you wish!”
The three dog heads nodded in unison, and the Tricephalic Dog Deity, who had been eagerly waiting, opened its mouth filled with interlocking fangs and sucked Lyon, who was being held down by a dog paw, with great force.
“Wait!”
Just as Lyon’s soul began to waver and was about to be sucked into the Tricephalic Dog Deity, a hand emitting white fluorescence suddenly reached out and grabbed his soul, which was starting to float away.
???
Facing the surprised looks of both the human and the dog, the female journalist, with a blood-red deer horn mark on her forehead, stood up unsteadily while holding onto Lyon’s soul.
After pulling Lyon back forcefully, her soul, which was being torn by the deer horn mark and seemed to be on the verge of dispersing, gasped and pleaded:
“Lord Angersi, if you want to eat, you can eat me. I’m willing to trade places with him!”
(End of Chapter)
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