Chapter 471: The Chilling Motive
Chapter 471: The Chilling Motive
"This... human, Your Highness."
As the peculiar Death Messengers took their positions, each representing their respective Sovereigns, the female journalist watched in awe as a reindeer constructed from fine white bones spoke first:
"I overheard your conversation with the Yellow Springs Messengers. If you don't mind, may I ask for your name?"
"I'm Nicole..."
"Very well, Miss Nicole."
After nodding slightly at the journalist, who wore a bitter expression, the bone reindeer spoke gently.
"You were the first among everyone to arrive at the Gate of the Dead. Could you tell me who killed the Guardian Death God?"
"Er... I'm not entirely sure..."
The journalist shook her head and then, with some hesitation, replied, "When I first arrived, it was already like this. I didn't actually see anything."
"You're lying!"
At that moment, a purple-black marsh crocodile stood up, opening its mouth towards the journalist. A lifeless man inside the crocodile's mouth spoke sternly, "I can sense that everything you're saying is a lie! You were here before the Dog God was killed, and you know who the murderer is!"
"..."
This... was the Execution Crocodile? The messenger of the Judgment Crocodile God?
"Human, I advise you to think carefully before you speak."
As the journalist's expression turned to one of shock, the purple-black crocodile closed its mouth, its eyes cold as it spoke:
"The head in my mouth was eaten because it spoke falsehoods in front of me. If you continue to lie, I won't hesitate to replace it with you."
"..."
Damn...
As the Death Messengers' gazes turned cold, the journalist inwardly sighed while trying to stall for time, "I'm not trying to avoid answering, but the person who killed the Dog God is... extremely powerful, and I'm afraid..."
"You need not worry."
Interrupting the journalist, the bone reindeer spoke softly again, "To disregard the identity of Lord Angersi and kill him in such a frenzied manner, the murderer must be exceptionally powerful and extremely cruel. If you witnessed this, I can understand your fear.
But as Death Messengers, the will of the Sovereigns is our will. We need answers from you, and to fulfill the Sovereigns' will, we will stop at nothing. Please understand this."
"..."
"Of course, it's a last resort."
After glancing at the journalist's tightly clenched fist, the bone reindeer abruptly changed the topic, speaking calmly, "If you're still unsure about revealing the murderer's identity, we can give you a little time to think. However, during this time, you'll need to answer some other questions, like...
What was the murderer's motive?"
The hollow eye sockets of the bone reindeer fixed on the tense journalist, filled with curiosity.
"Miss Nicole, I'm personally very curious. What reason could have driven the murderer to make the insane decision to kill Lord Angersi?"
"This..."
At these words, the journalist bit her lip, took a deep breath, and pointed at herself, her eyes resolute as she confessed, "I won't reveal who that person is, but the reason they killed the Dog God was probably..."
"Squeak..."
As the Death Messengers waited for an answer, the Dog God's back bulged slightly, emitting a cutting sound like a knife scraping against tanned leather.
Immediately after, a silver shortblade emerged from the Dog God's back, slicing along the center of its spine, creating a gaping wound over three meters long.
?!?!
The Death Messengers, taken aback, took a step back, their eyes wide with shock as they looked at the Dog God's back.
Amidst the messengers' bewildered gazes, the first thing that appeared was a buttocks soaked in divine blood... A person covered in red from the god's blood struggled to pull something out from within the Dog God's body.
"Quick! Give me a hand!"
After trying to drag the Dog God's massive heart a couple of times, Lyon, covered in blood and unable to even open his eyes, called for help:
"Its heart is too big. I can't move it from inside. Help me pull!"
Eating inside...?
Upon hearing Lyon's words, the Death Messengers stared in disbelief at the human buttocks that had retreated back into the Dog God's body, their eyes wide and mouths agape. They couldn't help but collectively gasp in shock, and the answers to their previous questions suddenly became clear in their minds.
The murderer of the Guardian of Death was undoubtedly this man. But what could be his motive for such a heinous crime, daring to slaughter a True God...
It was just for food?!?!?!
"Hmm, wait, I think I can manage without your help."
With his eyes closed, Lyon groped around and found a large blood vessel still attached to the Dog God's heart. He severed the vessel with his knife and then, with great delight, embraced the Dog God's heart, which was over half a meter tall, as it emerged from the Dog God's broken back.
"I got it out!"
After taking a bite out of the heart, which was dripping with fresh blood, Lyon savored the feeling of satisfaction gradually rising within his soul. Finally, having regained control of his own soul, Lyon held the Dog God's remaining half-heart and exclaimed with joy:
"As I thought, I have to eat its heart. After this bite, I feel so much better."
As Lyon spoke, the Death Messengers, despite their extensive knowledge and experience, couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines as they witnessed the pleasure on Lyon's face, and the utterly intoxicated satisfaction he exuded.
They had encountered reckless maniacs before, and even madmen who dared to challenge True Gods, but the oldest among them, the White-boned, had even witnessed the fall of the Netherworld Sovereign.
However, after killing a True God and then entering its stomach, the Death Messengers found themselves pushed beyond their limits.
Especially when they saw the man's face covered in blood plasma and his cheerful smile, which seemed so innocent yet carried a unique kind of cruelty. It was as if they were witnessing a ferocious beast devouring its own kind, causing an instinctual shiver to run through their bodies.
"Nicole? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Not hearing any response from Nicole, Lyon wiped the blood water from his face. With his hair continuously dripping with black blood plasma, he opened his eyes and asked with a puzzled expression:
"You... hmm? Why are there so many people?"
"..."
(д|||)!(д|||)!(д|||)!
He noticed me! He noticed me!!!
As Lyon's gaze swept over them, the Death Messengers all simultaneously took two quick steps backward. Even the fish in the Yellow River were startled and sank below the surface, not daring to show themselves again.
Facing a man who had killed a True God and instead of fleeing, had chosen to stay and feast on the remains, the Death Messengers knew their concern was no longer about winning a fight. It was about how to avoid being eaten by this ferocious man.
Death Messengers, who were trusted by the Sovereign, usually didn't die. Even if they did, they could be resurrected. But if they were devoured by this man, there was no guarantee they could be brought back!
"This... this... respected sir."
After a silence filled with terror, the white-boned reindeer, the leader, gathered his courage and spoke up. With a reverent expression, he bowed his head and asked tremulously:
"May I ask... are you full?"
"Er... I'm okay."
Lyon's scalp tingled as he looked at the bizarrely shaped creatures.
After an awkward response, he was about to ask about their identities when he suddenly noticed a familiar antler mark on the white-boned reindeer's forehead.
Another Bloody Doe?! Upon recognizing the familiar mark, Lyon's expression changed abruptly. Under the blood plasma that had matted his hair into clumps, his eyes narrowed involuntarily.
"You..."
"Run for your lives!!!"
As the "God-Eater Demon" suddenly flew into a rage, the Death Messengers, who had already reached their limits, couldn't help but feel their hearts shatter. Amidst the piercing screams, they all fled, even the slow-moving stone statue plunged into the river and desperately swam to the bottom.
The white-boned reindeer, who had been singled out by Lyon, didn't hesitate for a moment. It instantly abandoned its physical form, exploding into countless fragments of bone, and even went so far as to divide its soul into four parts, each fleeing in a different direction.
"..."
(End of Chapter)
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