Chapter 881: The Slap
Chapter 881: The Slap
"You flatter me."
"Lord Lyon... I... thank you for your help!"
After hearing Lyon's instructions, the cleaners, who had finally stopped trembling, bowed their heads in unison, expressing their respect to the infamous 'God of Gluttony' within the Bureau.
The true meaning behind not escorting them was clear to everyone present. As the City of Regret was located in the latter half of the Netherworld, returning to the living realm from here would require traversing the territories of more than one Netherworld Overlord.
With the massive disturbance in the City of Regret, all the Netherworld Overlords would converge here. Even a powerful entity like the God of Gluttony would find it challenging to lead everyone out safely. To ensure the rescue of his people, the God of Gluttony would have to stay behind and attract the 'firepower,' inevitably putting himself at great risk.
Although it seemed that not all of the God of Gluttony's souls had come here, the Netherworld Overlords were all experts in manipulating souls. Even if only a fragment of his soul fell into their hands, there was a possibility of severe injury or even life-threatening danger.
To ensure the rescue of his people, the God of Gluttony would have to create chaos in the Netherworld, attracting enough attention. This would inevitably lead to conflict with multiple Netherworld Overlords, a significant risk.
"Lyon..."
After calling out, Emma, realizing her attempts to stop him were futile, bit her lip and said no more. Lyon understood her intention and smiled reassuringly.
"It's only a quarter of my soul. If I truly can't return, the worst that can happen is some injuries and a year or two of rest. Don't worry about me... Also, don't mind what it said earlier."
Lyon held up the head of the Crying Doll and spoke earnestly, "During the days of your absence, Ellie has been dreaming about your experiences every night through your connection. She feels your inner pain, and although it becomes hazy upon waking, she has also suffered greatly."
"Senior Emma, regardless of Ellie's origins or what she once harbored, it wasn't her fault. She is your daughter now and your only family. Don't forget that she's waiting for you to come home."
"One of two."
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Emma's pale, jade-like neck flushed slightly under Lyon's bewildered gaze. She took a half-step forward and hugged him tightly, then averted her gaze, biting her lower lip. "You must take care of yourself. I... and Ellie, are also waiting for you to come home."
"..."
...
Damn that dog couple!
After glancing at the woman who kept looking back as she left, and then at Lyon, who seemed lost in thought on the city wall, the Crying Doll couldn't help but curse them in his heart... and the doe as well.
You horned beast! Useless carcass! Grass-eating animal! Useless fool!
Always claiming to have the situation under control and knowing the Bureau's every move, what does a deer know about control? If I had known that one of these cleaners was the God of Gluttony's mistress and that harming her would attract his attention, would I have ended up in this predicament?
And when we worked together to bring the King Ship back from the Kingdom of Theo, you said these hostages would be safest with me. Well, they might be safe now, but I'm finished! You... you deserve to die!
"Lingering Mountain!"
Feeling the other puppets, now completely devoured, the Crying Doll knew his fate was sealed. He closed his eyes and shrieked hysterically, "That beast is at Lingering Mountain! With the mountain patrol women! If you go there..."
"Good."
After obtaining the information he sought from the Crying Doll, Lyon nodded in satisfaction. He then clenched his fist, crushing the puppet's head into fragments.
Boom!
The scene of the Guardian Death Hound's death replayed as the Crying Doll was killed, causing the entire Netherworld to tremble instantly. From the deepest Terminus Cliff, a voice filled with resentment and anger echoed, only to be swallowed by the endless deaths below.
"Damn it! Let me finish my words!!!"
As the Crying Doll's bitter words spread, the Netherworld seemed to be missing a part, becoming somewhat 'stuttery.' All the Netherworld Overlords looked up in unison, their eyes wide with shock, gazing in the direction of the City of Regret.
In contrast to the previous incident where the Guardian Death Hound was killed, that time only its physical body was slain, and as long as no new overlord occupied the Gate of the Dead, there was still a chance for it to be resurrected.
But this time, the one who killed the Crying Doll had taken a deadly move, directly eradicating its power with stronger rules, truly and utterly annihilating the existence of a Netherworld Overlord. The Crying Doll would never appear in this world again.
From this moment on, the two locations created by the Crying Doll, the Swamp of Phantom Souls and the City of Regret, would completely lose their effectiveness and gradually collapse. The once smoothly functioning Netherworld was no longer intact!
Who did this? Who dared to do this?!
The demise of a single Netherworld Overlord could disrupt the entire Netherworld's operations, affecting the power of all other overlords and impacting everyone.
In the instant they became aware of this, nearly all Netherworld overlords turned their attention to the source, and even the No Return Path, which had remained still for thousands of years, unconsciously arched upwards.
When their gazes reached the City of Regret, they saw only the completely dissipated mist, over seventy percent of the city submerged in the swamp, and... countless dead souls advancing deeper into the Netherworld!
One, two, three, four... thirteen... enough!
Please... you... collect... six... nine... books...
Sensing the number of "gazes" directed at him, Lyon confirmed that he had attracted the attention of all the Netherworld overlords, creating an opportunity for Emma and the others to escape. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then his entire body began to swell at an incredible speed.
In the mortal world, due to the limitations of physical bodies, aside from special cases like the Earth Sprout Descendants, the extent of bodily expansion was limited, and it couldn't support an overly massive physique.
But the Netherworld, which only "acknowledged" souls, was different. As long as one didn't deliberately suppress themselves, the size of Netherworld beings could be infinitely enlarged, up to the limit of their souls or until their power could no longer support it.
With a total of 18 million dead souls in the City of Regret and the Swamp of Phantom Souls combined, Lyon had extracted their power through the Heart Lake Illusion, causing his strength to surge beyond that of a typical Pillar God.
What terrified the Netherworld beings even more was that this increase in power didn't seem to have reached its limit.
Lyon slightly adjusted the badges in his slots, switching to the crucial Fearbringer, and as he felt the surrounding surge of fear, his aura skyrocketed once more.
Due to the passive effect of the Voracious God of Food, the Purification Bureau's God of Food could easily pacify even the most terrified child in the Netherworld. The more individuals around him feared him, the stronger the power of Fearbringer became, and the fear caused the Heart Lake to violently tremble, providing additional power to the Heart Lake Illusion.
As Lyon's body grew more massive, more and more dead souls witnessed his presence, and their fear caused Lyon's power to surge, leading to another increase in his size.
With the combination and amplification of the three badges, Lyon passed through the Soul Market and the Lifeless Darkland, which were unguarded by any Netherworld overlords, taking the spirits in those places with him. By the time he reached Lingering Mountain, his head had completely pierced through the clouds, and his height even surpassed the mountain's peak!
I've found you.
On the summit of Lingering Mountain, Lyon spotted three Netherworld overlords, their faces filled with confusion as they looked up at him in a daze. Lyon narrowed his eyes and aimed a powerful slap at the "ant" with antlers!
Since I'm here... let's collect some interest first!
(End of Chapter)
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