Chapter 470: One After Another
Chapter 470: One After Another
"Huff..."
Unaware of the dramatic changes occurring in the Netherworld, Lyon swallowed a piece of the Dog God's "flesh" and felt his soul rapidly replenishing, he couldn't help but exhale.
Although the process was a little nauseating, he finally managed to fill the emptiness in his soul. The previous feeling of being so fragile that a mere gust of wind could scatter him was truly unsettling.
Picking up the small knife again, Lyon carved out a piece of pitch-black muscle from the Dog God's hind leg, which was thicker than three people hugging a tree. He turned to the female reporter and invited her.
"Want a bite?"
"No, thanks..."
"Your soul has also been digested quite a bit. Come on, have a bite to replenish it!"
Seeing the embarrassed expression on the female reporter's face, Lyon sincerely suggested, "Trust me, it looks a bit gross, but it's actually not that bad. It's not fishy or smelly. It's like chewing on unsalted beef jerky, except you need to chew a little, and it's basically like chewing on cool water."
"But..."
"Trust me, it's really okay."
After stuffing a piece of Dog God's flesh into his mouth, Lyon felt the soul power rapidly spreading in his mouth, and he couldn't help but smile in delight. He continued to persuade her, "You know, the Dog God's body isn't made of pure flesh and blood. Seventy percent of it is materialized death energy, and the remaining thirty percent is the purest soul power. If you think of it as pure energy, you won't feel weird about eating it."
"Then I'll just have a little...uh...never mind..."
After hearing Lyon's persuasion, the female reporter was somewhat tempted, but when she saw Lyon's teeth stained with dog blood, she immediately dismissed the idea of taking a bite. She quickly shook her head, saying, "I...well, I have a weak stomach, and I don't dare eat raw meat. Forget it!"
"Alright, it's your decision."
Lyon was stunned by the female reporter's excuse and couldn't help but nod silently, not trying to persuade her further.
However, after eating for a while, he noticed something puzzling. His soul had become extremely solid, but the inexplicable emptiness still lingered. There was a constant "hunger" in his soul, as if something was missing.
"I don't know much about soul-related matters, but if I had to guess, it's probably because your original soul hasn't been successfully retrieved."
After hearing Lyon's question, the female reporter hesitated for a moment before replying uncertainly, "The Dog God's body is too large. Your digested soul has spread throughout its entire body. So, while you've replenished the strength of your soul, the part that originally belonged to you hasn't returned much.
Your soul itself has always yearned for that 'original' completeness, which is why you feel empty, as if something is missing."
"I see..."
After sensing the innate yearning in his soul, Lyon frowned and continued to ask, "I remember Aquarius went through a lot to repair his soul. Will there be any consequences if I don't retrieve my original soul?"
"Probably not."
The female reporter thought for a moment before replying, "Although both of you have lost a large portion of your souls, his soul was directly killed, while yours is still intact. The situations are very different.
If we assume your souls are like words, then his is like erasing half of the word, changing it from 'good and evil' to just 'good'. If it's not fully restored, even the meaning changes.
You, on the other hand, are like writing the word on paper. Over time, the ink fades, but the word remains intact. Others can still recognize the word; you just need to trace over it with some ink. Your soul is still your own soul."
"But can this replenished soul be as good as the 'original' one?"
"Hmm...if you're worried about that..."
The female reporter pondered for a moment, then extended her finger towards the Dog God and tentatively suggested, "Why don't you go inside and eat it from there?"
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"What I mean is, the Dog God's most vital part is definitely not its body but its heart and core."
After digesting your soul, only a small portion of it disperses to the limbs, while the majority gathers at a more core location. If you want to retrieve your soul, going to that place should yield better results."
"Oh, I'll give it a try!"
Upon hearing the female reporter's suggestion, Lyon pondered for a moment and found it reasonable. He took the small knife left by the Aquarius Director and sliced open the Dog God's belly, then crouched and crawled towards the heart.
Just as the female reporter heaved a sigh of relief, glad that she wouldn't have to witness Lyon's insane God-Eater behavior, the Death Crow's Nest on both sides of the Gate of the Dead, named 'Death', suddenly lit up.
In a short while, two Death Crows with blood-red heads and pitch-black wings on their backs emerged from two massive Death Crow nests, warily looking towards the huge dog corpse outside the Gate of the Dead.
When they saw the female reporter standing next to the Dog God's corpse with a relaxed expression, the two Death Crows were startled. They seemed to not expect the "murderer" of the God Slayer to still be there, and instinctively wanted to retreat.
However, under the cawing of countless Death Crows, they still crawled out of the nest, tightly hugging their wings to their backs. With heads bowed, they walked towards the female reporter, bowed deeply, and then asked:
"Excuse me, are you... the one who killed the Guardian of Death?"
"No, no, no! I didn't do it!"
The Netherworld's response was faster than expected. The Dog God had just died, and the Netherworld Sovereign had already sent messengers. The female reporter couldn't help but wave her hands repeatedly.
"I was just... just passing by here and happened to see it! Yes, I was just taking a look!"
"..."
"..."
Discovering that a True God had been killed, instead of running away, she specifically came to take a look? Are humans nowadays so carefree?
After hearing the female reporter's reply, the two Death Crows exchanged glances, clearly not believing her words.
But seeing the female reporter's flustered expression and her hurried explanation, fearing misunderstandings, they also felt that she didn't seem like the kind of person capable of slaying a god. They both heaved a sigh of relief, and their slightly bowed waists straightened up again.
"So, you saw the murderer who killed the Dog God..."
"Gududu—"
Just as the two Death Crows were about to ask further questions, a wave of turbid yellow water suddenly surged from the Yellow Spring River below the Path of No Return. On the pitch-black ground of the Netherworld, a turbid yellow tributary was forcefully carved out.
Immediately after, dozens of gigantic yellow fish with tightly shut eyes emerged from the tributary, opening their mouths, which were also tightly closed, towards the direction of the Dog God and the female reporter.
"Excuse me..."
The huge single eye in the fish's mouth stared at the female reporter for a while, and then the two eyes of the yellow fish suddenly opened, revealing two complete mouths with teeth and tongues. In a gentle voice, they asked in unison:
"Was the Guardian of Death, the Honorable, killed by you?"
"No... I was just passing by..."
"Then you saw the murderer..."
"Hoo!!!"
Just as the yellow fish were about to ask further questions, a cold black wind blew from the depths of the Netherworld, transforming into numerous figures wearing black robes, skinny, and with unclear features.
The dead on the Path of No Return screamed, and one by one, their skeletons emerged from their bodies, blinking their nonexistent eyes. They turned around and walked towards the Gate of the Dead.
Farther away, the huge stone statues that originally stood on both sides of the Path of No Return, like small mountains, were now marching towards them with heavy steps...
Blood-headed crows, Yellow Spring fish, silent wandering souls, shedding evil bones, silent stone figures...
Seeing the messengers of death, which were usually hard to find, now popping out like dumplings, the female reporter's scalp went numb.
Lyon, oh Lyon, I beg you, please hold it in there, and don't come out! If you come out now, things will get complicated!
(End of Chapter)
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