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Chapter 879: Home Advantage
Chapter 879: Home Advantage
"You're the one who's talking too much!"
Amid the bewildered gaze of the Crying Doll, Lyon, whose figure seemed to flicker, suddenly emerged from Emma's chest. With a scowl, he extended his other hand and twisted the doll's head with a forceful snap!
"Crack!"
After effortlessly breaking the doll's neck, Lyon, still unsatisfied, threw it to the ground and raised his foot, stomping down with full force. He crushed the wooden doll, which was filled with confusion, into countless splinters!
"Lyon?!"
Emma, feeling a sudden emptiness in her heart, blinked in disbelief as she watched Lyon, who had just emerged from her chest, viciously stomping on the shattered remains of the Crying Doll. She looked bewildered and asked,
"You... how did you..."
"I consumed the Heart Lake Deity."
Glancing at the flickering Heart Lake Illusion badge in the slot, Lyon quickly explained while examining the still-moving splinters under his feet, "The power of the Heart Lake Deity allows me to draw strength from the surging Heart Lake. Your anomaly is connected to Ellie's, and through her, I observed your situation and borrowed the power from your Heart Lake to reach this place."
So that's what happened...
After hearing Lyon's explanation, Emma, whose Heart Lake had been temporarily "drained," nodded in understanding. Suddenly, realization dawned on her, and she exclaimed with urgency,
"No! You have to leave! This place..."
"This is just one of my incarnations."
Lyon, knowing what she was about to say, waved his hand and explained,
"My main body is still in the mortal world. Only a small part of my will has come here. Even if I'm captured, it won't affect my main body."
...
"I see."
As Lyon and Emma explained their situations, the two glass eyeballs beneath Lyon's feet blinked slightly. The wooden jaw, which had flown more than ten meters away, opened and closed, expressing amazement,
"The Purification Bureau's God of Food is indeed worthy of his reputation. It seems that apart from that hound, you've consumed quite a few interesting things... But you don't seem to be acting rationally. If I were you..."
"Crack!"
Before the Crying Doll could finish its sentence, Lyon quickly strode over and crushed its wooden mouth underfoot, silencing it.
However, the sound of footsteps, pitter-patter, echoed, and another soul crawled up from below the deck. Trembling, it prostrated on the ground, and a new doll, identical to the previous one, emerged from behind this soul. It stood with its hands behind its back, looking calm and collected, and continued,
"If I were you, I'd choose to hide and not show myself... God of Food, I didn't notice your presence before. If you had chosen to remain hidden and quietly gather intelligence from this side, you might have actually brought me..."
"Crack!"
"...quite a bit of trouble."
As the second doll's mouth was smashed, a third doll emerged from below the deck and picked up where the second one left off. It stood with its hands behind its back, gazing at Lyon's expressionless face, and spoke slowly,
"But now, not only have you exposed yourself, but you're even sacrificing a precious incarnation... Saying that it doesn't matter if this incarnation dies is just to comfort the woman beside you. It won't fool me, the ruler of the Netherworld.
God of Food, I can tell with just a glance that this incarnation contains at least a quarter of your soul. You've truly gone all out to manifest this incarnation."
"Lyon?!!!"
After hearing the words of the Crying Doll, Emma, who had just calmed down, tensed up. She clenched the fine sword in her hand and gritted her teeth, ready for a life-or-death struggle. No matter how slim the chances, she was determined to find a way to send Lyon's soul fragment back.
Beside him, Lyon waved his hand, signaling Emma to hold her attack, and then shielded her behind him. He looked at the tiny doll in front of him and said, "I'm not an impulsive person. Since I dared to come here, I naturally have the confidence to leave unscathed."
"Hehe."
Upon hearing Lyon's words, another doll crawled out from below the deck, its eyes filled with mockery, and retorted, "Food God, the City of Regret is my territory. Here, my strength is enhanced, and I can even reach the threshold of a Pillar God. What makes you think you can leave unscathed before a Pillar God? Do you think this pathetic incarnation, aided by a third-rate power, is enough?"
"Yes."
As more and more dolls crawled out of the cabin, crowding the deck, Lyon responded with a detached gaze, "This incarnation alone is enough to finish you off."
"Hmph."
The wailing dolls on the deck couldn't help but laugh at Lyon's bold claim. They shook their heads in unison and didn't bother to argue further. Instead, they opened their glass bead eyes, looking disdainfully at the man standing in front of Emma.
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The so-called Food God, who terrified the Butcher King Society, turned out to be just a foolish brute easily blinded by anger.
All the deceased who enter the City of Regret have their souls implanted by "me" and become puppets entirely under my control. The total number of deceased in the city exceeds fifteen million.
Even without considering my own powers, these countless and inexhaustible deceased are enough to bury you and the purifiers alive. I don't even have a body that can be killed. As long as there's one doll left unbroken among these fifteen million, I am immortal.
With just a weak incarnation containing a fragment of his soul and a third-rate power that hasn't even reached the True God level, he dares to claim he can defeat me? This is sheer madness...
Wait, what?!
As the doll in front of them gradually solidified and its aura began to intensify, the wooden dolls' eyes widened in unison, their faces filled with genuine shock.
It's just an incarnation! Why does it feel so dangerous, like a massive rock hanging overhead? And why is this weak third-rate power already challenging the rules of the City of Regret?!
"I've already explained this before."
Lyon closed his eyes to sense the situation around him, then opened them again. He looked around at the glass eyes reflecting his image and said slowly, "The Heart Lake power I possess allows me to draw strength from the churning Heart Lake... not just from the living, but also the dead."
"?!?!?!"
The wailing dolls seemed to understand something, and they all shuddered simultaneously, their eyes revealing a terrified expression. Lyon, filled with anger, slowly raised his right hand and spoke with a mocking tone, "Thank you for the relentless torment you've inflicted on the fifteen million deceased in the City of Regret. Even before I did anything, their Heart Lakes were already churning, about to burst, generously providing me with unparalleled support...
Stand still, don't tremble, let me hit you just once, and that will be enough!"
(End of Chapter)
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