Chapter 465: A Punch Beyond Measure
Chapter 465: A Punch Beyond Measure
"This is the second ability I brought with me."
Facing Lyon, who was taken aback by her words, the female journalist softly explained, "I call this ability 'Long Time No See'. When I greet someone, I can directly intervene in their memories, becoming their acquaintance, friend, or even a relative. The more unfamiliar the person, the better the effect."
"After intervening in their memories, I can also glimpse fragments of their memories and learn scattered pieces of information. This way, when they bring up those memories, I can respond appropriately and not..." She trailed off, her eyes filled with deep remorse as she looked at Lyon.
"I'm sorry..."
As she witnessed Lyon's relentless struggle in those scattered memory fragments, the journalist couldn't help but lower her head, her eyes brimming with guilt. "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be..."
"Stop!"
Seeing her about to launch into another round of self-reproach, Lyon quickly raised his hand to signal 'stop', halting her self-flagellation. He furrowed his brows and said, "Your abilities are powerful, but they don't seem to be of much use against this dead dog, do they?"
"Hmm..."
The journalist nodded in agreement. "If my physical body and other anomalies were here, with the help of the 'Non-Tentacle' ability, I might be able to hold my own against the Dog God for a while. If it didn't use its divine abilities, I might even have a chance to defeat it.
But right now, it's impossible. With my current soul strength, I stand no chance against Angersi, the true god of the Netherworld."
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Indeed, it seemed she couldn't offer much assistance.
After hearing about the journalist's two trump cards, Lyon sighed and began to flip through his badges.
Without his own anomalies, the 'Scream Hand', capable of harming a true god, was not by his side. The 'Unjust Snake Contract' and the true god-level ashes were also absent. He estimated that only the badges could be of use.
'Immortal in Wine'... While powerful, it required wine, which he didn't have.
'Traveling Magpie Prince'... The Netherworld was not within the boundaries of the Corlock Kingdom, rendering this badge ineffective.
'Master of Performance', 'Shooting Expert'... Hmm, this one might be useful?
Lyon's eyes narrowed at the golden 'Sadly Absent' badge. He asked the journalist, "I have a question... Is this dead dog male or female?"
"Huh?"
Caught off guard by Lyon's question, the journalist hesitated before replying uncertainly, "It's probably male, I guess? At least, from its voice, it sounds like a male..."
"Can you be more certain?"
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How can I be certain? I'm a woman. Do you want me to separate its legs and check if there are bells hanging behind its butt?
"Never mind, forget I asked."
Noticing the journalist's embarrassment, Lyon realized his question was inappropriate. He decided to move on, thinking that a trial would reveal its usefulness. He switched to the 'Egg Smash' badge.
"I do have something else to try, but I'm not sure if it will work."
Lyon stumbled forward a few steps into the relatively spacious stomach of the Dog God. He reached out and touched what seemed to be the stomach wall, then raised his fist.
According to the effect of 'Sadly Absent', his attacks against all "egg-bearing creatures" would be equivalent to a "Lethal Chicken Pummel". If the Dog God was male, even if he couldn't harm it, he could make it hurt intensely.
Determined to make it suffer, even if it meant his own demise, Lyon took a deep breath. Then, to the journalist's bewilderment, he slammed his fist into the Dog God's stomach wall!
"Splat!"
"
Leon's punch, which seemed to be full of vigor, landed on the Dog God's thick stomach wall, but it didn't cause any harm at all; it only produced a sticky, light sound.
However, a large amount of viscous liquid that was originally attached to the stomach wall suddenly splashed out, drenching Leon, like droplets of water on a red-hot iron plate, emitting a sizzling, piercing noise.
Damn it, it seems it's not a male.
Seeing his body becoming significantly transparent after being splashed by the "stomach acid," Leon couldn't help but sigh, then somewhat unwillingly, he punched again.
Why am I so unlucky! Even my last counterattack before death couldn't...
"Ah!!!
Amidst Leon's dazed expression, an incredibly shrill and agonizing scream suddenly reverberated from within the Tricephalic Dog Deity's body.
Immediately after, the stomach wall that had been slowly writhing beside the two, constantly secreting strange mucus, suddenly trembled bizarrely and then stopped completely, without any further movement.
Once the Dog God's stomach stopped writhing, thick waves of death energy, so intense that it couldn't be more overwhelming, surged out from every part of its body, wildly sweeping through the surroundings, turning everything into a dead silent darkness.
"???"
"!!!"
No... How is this possible?!
The female reporter, unwilling to believe it, ran over and touched the Dog God's stomach wall, only to discover to her utter shock that with Leon's plain and even somewhat weak punch, the Dog God's once-lively "flesh" had actually lost its vitality and turned into a thoroughly dead "corpse"!
It actually died... and died thoroughly...
"..."
"..."
After staring at each other in confusion for a while, the female reporter was the first to react. Looking at Leon's semi-transparent palm, she exclaimed with two parts joy, ninety-eight parts shock:
"Leon! You... You punched a True God to death!!!"
"..."
Looking at the stomach wall that was no longer writhing and feeling the increasingly heavy death energy around him, Leon also became dazed.
Huh? Could it be that the Dog God's weakness is its egg? Does it die instantly when its egg hurts? So, I punched it... No, wait!
After waiting for a while without seeing any badges like the God Slayer or Dog Killer popping out, Leon regained his composure, shaking his head. "It wasn't me. Someone outside must have finished it off, and it just happened to be at the right time... Oh, could it be that the Director came?"
"..."
Looking at Leon, who had punched the Dog God's stomach wall and had been partially 'digested,' the female reporter also calmed down, her eyes filled with shock.
Leon's punch did have some momentum, but it was mostly just that. And after staying in the Dog God's stomach for so long, his soul, though barely intact, had its strength weakened by at least forty percent.
At this point, he could barely walk normally, so Leon's condition must be even worse than his. Forget about punching a True God to death; the most likely reason is that the Crimson-Haired Princess Koku followed the traces and found her way here...
"Stop guessing."
After checking the Tricephalic Dog Deity's stomach wall again and confirming that it was indeed mostly dead, Leon, who had narrowly escaped death, couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, his eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank goodness for the Director. Fortunately, she arrived just in time... Let's go, let's get out of here quickly."
(End of Chapter)
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