Chapter 360: The Undead Are Also Spirits

"Contestant Yun and Contestant Talitaluosi both only have one chance left at this moment; no matter which side makes a strategic error, it will cost them the match!"

"Contestant Talitaluosi is using his most proficient split-force tactic, and Contestant Yun is also using split-force for defense. No, the split-force is just a feint; Contestant Yun has chosen to base-trade!"

"Talitaluosi has also chosen to base-trade—no, he cannot out-trade Contestant Yun, he can only choose to return for defense. Contestant Yun suddenly pulled a surprise counter-attack! And has locked onto Talitaluosi's forces!"

"Ah, because of the earlier split-force, Talitaluosi's formation is poor. At this moment, Contestant Yun has seized the opportunity, and Talitaluosi's combat units have been wiped out!"

"Let us congratulate Contestant Yun! Successfully winning the match and obtaining the Champion title!!"

"Huff, huff... I won?"

Walking out of the Duel Pod, Yun Mu listened to the cheers coming from all directions and let out a long sigh of relief.

She had finally won, and had not wasted the opportunity Brenna had fought to secure for her.

Talitaluosi's strength was truly not to be underestimated; after winning the first game, that guy had actually managed to pull one back.

Fortunately, she was no pushover either, and she had successfully taken the final two games.

She didn't know if it was just her imagination, but Yun Mu felt that being able to win so smoothly had something to do with the blessing bestowed upon her by the God of Wine and Victory.

In the previous few games, her state had been unbelievably good.

She was even able to defend with ease when facing Talitaluosi's four-line split-force.

Besides that, the final wave—the strategy that appeared to be split-force defense but was actually a base-trade—was only decided upon after she judged that Talitaluosi could not possibly win a base-trade against her.

As for that sudden counter-attack at the end, it was a decision she made by seizing a flash of inspiration.

It could be said that even if she had been a second slower, she would have missed that once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

But she had seized it, no doubt about that.

The blessing of the God of Wine and Victory really was something.

Yun Mu was led out of the competition venue by the Old Days Front production staff, and by the time she came to her senses, she was already sitting inside a luxurious stretch limousine.

Brenna sat beside her, and there were also Lita, Iliyasi, and others in the car, while Airui Laya, wearing a faceless Mask, sat in the front passenger seat.

The driver was a female canine-kin with short black hair, wearing a black-and-white butler uniform, with a pair of light brown beast ears on top of her head twitching gently.

Noticing Yun Mu's gaze, Airui Laya introduced her: "She is my assistant, her name is Rafael."

"Next, we will head to the company headquarters; you can state your wish now," she said.

"Don't we need to livestream or something?" Yun Mu looked around and, failing to find anything like a surveillance camera, asked curiously.

The Champion of the Old Days Front program could make any one request to the Joy Company.

This was one of the gimmicks that allowed the program to attract a large number of contestants.

She had assumed the request-making segment would also be livestreamed to demonstrate that the Joy Company kept its word and to increase their credibility or something.

"There is no need for that," Airui Laya said indifferently.

She took off her Mask, revealing her pink pupils, and looked at Yun Mu with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

What are you looking at?

Yun Mu stared back at her without the slightest bit of fear; although she didn't speak, the meaning she wanted to convey was already quite obvious.

This time it was Airui Laya's turn to be a bit confused; she tilted her head and said softly, "What are you dazed for? State your request."

"Ah? Oh, oh." Yun Mu was slightly stunned, only then realizing what the other party meant.

However, just as she was about to state their request, she saw a joyful smile hanging on Airui Laya's face.

Clearly, she had just been toyed with by the other party.

Hmm... although she was a bit annoyed, business came first, so she wouldn't hold it against her.

"We want all the company's information and technology regarding Prosthetic Modification, especially regarding internal organ-type prosthetics; of course, if there is information or technology for other artificial organs, that would also be fine," she said.

"Hm?" Airui Laya looked at her with some confusion: "Just this?"

"Is there someone among you who needs to replace their internal organs?"

After she finished speaking, she shook her head again: "No need to answer, I'm not interested in such things."

"All technical information regarding prosthetics, right? It might take some time to compile these things; please Wait patiently for a moment."

"Rafael."

"Yes." Rafael, who was driving the vehicle, had lines of information flash before her eyes: "The command has already been issued; it is expected to be done by this afternoon."

"Very good."

Airui Laya nodded with satisfaction.

Operating in the Orc Federation made it more convenient to have Prosthetic Modification, but as a Transcendental, she was unwilling to implant a Personal Terminal into her body, so she had hired an assistant.

That was Rafael.

Now it seemed that her original decision had been very necessary.

Thinking of this, Airui Laya reached out her left hand and gently scratched Rafael's chin.

"Mm, someone is watching, Lady Airui Laya..." Rafael's face flushed red; although she was very shy, she did not resist, letting Airui Laya gently scratch her neck.

"Awoo~" A comfortable dog-like sound escaped Rafael's mouth.

Brenna couldn't help but turn her head to look at Yun Mu, then withdrew her gaze with a guilty conscience.

This left Yun Mu, who had noticed her actions, feeling quite baffled.

However, what she didn't know was that Brenna was thinking... if she stroked Miss Yun like that, would Miss Yun make a sound similar to a cat?

I really want to try it, ah ah ah ah—

After about half an hour passed, the group arrived in front of the Joy Company building.

Because they had encountered a traffic jam midway, they were much slower than the originally estimated arrival time.

Of course, this also had to do with the fact that this antique car of Airui Laya's didn't run very fast.

"Come to think of it, there's a question I've wanted to ask since just now," Yun Mu asked after stepping out of the car and looking at the building in front of her: "Isn't the data not going to be ready until the afternoon? What do you want us to do by bringing us here now?"

"Don't be anxious, you will know soon," Airui Laya chuckled upon hearing Yun Mu's words.

She led Yun Mu and the others as they walked into the interior of the Joy Company.

"I'm taking you to a place," she said. The group boarded the Joy Company's elevator, and as they watched, Airui Laya operated the elevator's control panel; soon, the elevator began moving toward the underground, a place that should not have existed beneath the control panel.

"You all should have heard something about the history of the Federation, right?" During the elevator's descent, Airui Laya asked the group.

"We know a little bit," Yun Mu responded.

"Mm." Airui Laya nodded and asked again: "Then you must know about the fall of the God of the Beastkin."

"That king who created the Beastkin race and ruled the entire Orc Empire?" Brenna said softly at this moment: "Legend has it that He was betrayed by the people of the empire due to His tyranny."

"It's just that regarding the fall of that deity, there still isn't a theory that can convince the masses."

"After all, with the great power of a deity, how could mere mortals possibly kill Him?"

Brenna's cold voice echoed within the elevator:

"Some believe He committed suicide, because all Beastkin are His descendants; after being betrayed by His descendants, this tyrant finally realized His mistake and thus committed suicide. Of course, there aren't many who consider this hypothesis reasonable."

"Another theory is related to the Old Legion. Many scholars in the Supernatural realm believe it was the Old Legion that killed the God of the Beastkin. Besides that, there are also theories of a conspiracy by the God of Decay and Necromancy, the God of the Beastkin faking His death, an invasion by an Evil God from outside the realm, and so on."

"Miss Brenna is quite well-informed," Airui Laya said, turning her head to look at her.

At this moment, the elevator doors opened. She walked out of the elevator and said: "The reason for the fall of the God of the Beastkin is unknown to this day, but we at the Joy Company discovered this thing."

She led Yun Mu and the others into a laboratory, which was currently filled with research Scholars wearing white lab coats.

And the object these people were studying was a gray-black strip, soaking in an unknown liquid, with a texture resembling bone.

Just upon seeing this thing, Yun Mu felt an extremely Evil power emanating from it.

That's right, it was to a degree that even she, an 'Evil God', could feel the evil.

It was like encountering a natural predator; just being near it gave her goosebumps all over.

"What is this?" she couldn't help but ask Airui Laya.

"God Bone," Airui Laya said, enunciating each word: "The God Bone of the God of the Beastkin, Robert."

"The Joy Company's competition program is over, then."

On the streets of Feiluoka, the God of Decay and Necromancy, Fen Yege, looked up at a screen in the distance, which was playing a recording of the Old Days Front program.

"I heard that an Apostle of Joy is currently in this city." The God of Wine and Victory, who was still possessing the original female body, stood beside him and said:

"I don't know what that guy Vikala is trying to do; why hasn't he let his dependents run away at a time like this?"

"Heh heh... aren't you and I still here?" Fen Yege chuckled softly, catching the meaning behind her words.

"Only you," Avala looked at Him with annoyance: "Anyway, I'm just possessing a mortal body; if the situation goes wrong, I'll just run immediately."

"Actually, there is another guy." Fen Yege ignored Avala and chuckled as he looked to his left, where a flash of silver-white flickered in the Shadow of the high-rise building.

"To think there's actually a madman who dares to come here with his true form... no, this guy is a newborn," Avala widened her eyes, looking very surprised.

The next second, a sharp silver-white arrow flew toward Fen Yege, but before it could touch him, it was eroded by an invisible force and dissipated into fly ash.

"With this, the preparations needed for the stage are all complete," Fen Yege muttered to himself as he watched the figure emerge from the Shadow.

And before Fen Yege stood the figure covered in silver-white fur, holding a longbow, with a Wolf floating beside him—who else could it be but the God of Hunting and Death whom He had been chasing? "How did you lure Him here?" Avala asked Fen Yege in a low voice.

"It's nothing," Fen Yege said with an indifferent tone: "I've just been pretending to hunt Him down ever since He was born, then intentionally revealing flaws, pretending to be injured, and then fleeing here."

Avala: "Hm?"

Holy crap, are you even human—no, this guy isn't human to begin with, are you even a god?

Avala could hardly imagine what kind of experience it would be to be hunted by a veteran deity for decades since the day she was born.

"Alright, I still need to pretend to be heavily injured; run away with me in a moment, and then find a place to hide," Fen Yege transmitted to Avala.

The conversation between the two could not be heard by that God of Hunting and Death, so there was no need to worry about anything.

"You have a grudge against that guy, what does that have to do with me?" Avala was somewhat unwilling to cooperate; after all, she was only possessing a mortal body, and if she wanted to cooperate with Fen Yege, it would truly be a massive waste of effort.

It wasn't that she couldn't do it, it was just a bit thankless.

"Hmph, do you think that guy will believe we aren't in cahoots?" Fen Yege gave a light huff, and his body dissipated into a spirit form.

And as Avala watched Death pull back his bow, aiming at her, and the Wolf ready to pounce at any moment, she could only curse Fen Yege under her breath before jumping into a wine barrel that suddenly appeared at her feet, disappearing from the streets of Feiluoka.

"..." The Sheep Spirit watched the two deities disappear before him and silently lowered his arrow: "Can you track their scent, Wolf?"

"Easy, Sheep." The pitch-black Wolf sniffed the information remaining in the Ether.

Undead are also spirit forms; to them, they all belong to the category of living things.

And as long as it is a living thing, it will inevitably face death.

The Sheep and the Wolf disappeared into the Shadow; they would continue to 'hunt' that God of Decay and Necromancy.

During this time, "The Purify of this city is left to you," the Sheep Spirit said to the woman beside him.

"Yes."

Holding dual blades, wearing a set of fur hunting gear, and with a hood over her head, the spirit—Elena—bowed slightly.

The Wolf Tooth Necklace hanging around her neck emitted a gray-white light.

Death and Hunting would appear before those spirits who had just died; if they accepted the fact of their death, the Sheep Spirit would use an arrow to Purify the other's soul.

If they chose to resist, they would face the fangs of the Wolf.

If they could escape the pursuit of the Wolf... no, no one had been able to do that yet.

Elena shook her head; as a follower of a newborn deity, the things she had to do were very simple.

That was to become the spokesperson for the God of Death... to replace the Sheep and the Wolf in Purifying the souls of those who had died.

However, there was actually a problem with this, which was—

"There's simply too much work to finish," Elena sighed helplessly; the efficiency of just her, the Sheep Spirit, and the Wolf was truly too low.

Not to mention having to face that God of Decay and Necromancy, the vast majority of souls couldn't wait for them to Purify them at all.

If only she could recruit more people.

Elena couldn't help but think this.

(End of chapter)