Chapter 1142

"This... human lord."

After a pile of death envoys with strange shapes took their positions according to their identities and the masters they represented, under the female reporter's terrified gaze, a reindeer made of fine white bones spoke first:

"I also heard your conversation with the Yellow Spring envoys. If it's convenient, can you please tell me your name?"

"My name is Nicole..."

"Okay, Miss Nicole."

After nodding to the female reporter who had a bitter expression, the white-bone reindeer said softly:

"You were the first to arrive at the 【Gate of the Dead】 among everyone. Can you please tell me who killed the God of Guarding Death?"

"Uh... I'm not very clear either..."

The female reporter shook her head, then bit the bullet and said:

"I... when I came, it was already like this. I actually didn't see anything."

"You're lying!"

Just then, a purple-black swamp crocodile stood up, opened its mouth toward the female reporter's direction, and a man who died with his eyes wide open in its mouth whispered:

"I can feel it, everything you said is a lie! You had already arrived before the Dog God was killed, and you know who the murderer is!"

"..."

This is... the Crocodile of Judgment? The envoy of the Crocodile God of Judgment?

"Human, I advise you to think carefully before you speak."

Looking at the female reporter who was suddenly shocked, the purple-black swamp crocodile closed its mouth and said coldly:

"The head in my mouth was eaten by me because he told a lie in front of me, and only one head is stuck in my throat. If you continue to lie, I don't mind using you to replace his position."

"..."

Finished...

Looking at the unkind gazes of the death envoys, the female reporter could only secretly complain in her heart while trying to delay time in a muddled way:

"It's not that I don't want to say it, it's mainly that the person who killed the Dog God, uh... is very strong, I'm worried..."

"You don't need to worry about anything."

After interrupting the female reporter's words, the white-bone reindeer that spoke first said softly again:

"The person who can ignore Angxi's identity and kill it frantically must be extremely powerful and extremely cruel. If you witnessed all this, I can actually understand your fear of him.

But we, as death envoys, the will of the masters is our will. We need to get the answer from your mouth, and in order to implement the will of the masters, we will definitely use any means. Regarding this point, please also keep your understanding of us."

"..."

"Of course, that is also the last resort."

After looking at the female reporter's clenched fists, the white-bone reindeer suddenly changed the topic and said with a peaceful expression:

"If you haven't decided whether to reveal the murderer's identity, we are also willing to give you a little time to think. It's just that during this period, you need to answer some other questions, for example...

What is the murderer's motive?"

Staring at the nervous female reporter with empty eye sockets, the white-bone reindeer asked with incomparable curiosity... with incomparable curiosity:

"Miss Nicole, I am personally very curious, what kind of reason would make that murderer make the crazy decision to kill Lord Angxi?"

"This..."

Upon hearing this, the female reporter gritted her teeth, then took a deep breath, pointed to herself, and confessed with determination in her eyes:

"I won't say who that person is, but the reason he killed the Dog God should be for..."

"Squeak..."

Just as a group of death envoys were waiting for the answer, the Dog God's back bulged slightly, and a sluggish cutting sound like a knife passing through cooked cowhide came.

Immediately after, a strange-looking paper cutter stretched out from the Dog God's back, drew a long cut along the midline of the spine, and directly cut open a big opening more than three meters long.

?!!!

Noticing this scene, the death envoys couldn't help but take a step back and looked at the back of the Dog God's corpse with incomparable shock.

In the bewildered gaze of the envoys, what appeared before their eyes was actually a butt soaked in blood... A man covered in god's blood was struggling to drag something, trying to arch out from the Dog God's body.

"Quick! Come and give me a hand!"

After trying to move the Dog God's huge heart twice and finding that he couldn't move it, Leon, who was covered in blood and couldn't even open his eyes, had to ask for help: "Its heart is too big. It's a bit troublesome for me to eat inside. Help me pull it!"

Eating... inside?

Upon hearing Leon's words, looking at the human butt that had drilled back into the Dog God's body, the dumbfounded death envoys couldn't help but gasp in unison. Regarding the previous two questions, they instantly had the answer in their hearts.

The murderer who killed the God of Guarding Death was undoubtedly this man, and his motive for committing such a great crime and killing a True God...

Was actually just for eating?!!!

"Mhm, wait, you probably don't need to help."

After groping with his eyes closed for a while, Leon found a large blood vessel still tied to the Dog God's heart. After cutting the large blood vessel with a knife, Leon arched out from the break in its back, hugging the Dog God's heart, which was more than half a meter high, with a face full of joy.

"Got it out!"

After taking a blind bite of the blood-dripping heart, feeling the steady feeling gradually rising in his soul, Leon, who finally found his soul, couldn't help but hold the remaining half of the Dog God's heart and said with incomparable happiness:

"Sure enough, I still have to eat its heart. After this bite, I immediately felt comfortable."

After this bite...

Listening to Leon's words, looking at the happy expression on his face and that incomparable intoxicated satisfaction, even the well-informed death envoys felt their scalps go numb.

They had seen reckless lunatics, and they had seen madmen who dared to challenge True Gods. And the white-bone reindeer, who was the leader, had lived the longest. In its long life, it had even seen the fall of the masters of the Dead Realm.

But the scene of drilling into a True God's stomach after killing it, and then crawling out holding the remaining half of its heart to eat, ultimately exceeded the limit of what the death envoys could bear.

Especially the happy smile on someone's face, which was full of blood plasma, carried a kind of innocent and strange cruelty, as if witnessing a beast eating its own kind in front of them, making people instinctively start to tremble.

"Nicole? Why aren't you talking?"

Not having heard Nicole's response, Leon could only wipe the blood off his face, then, covered in pitch-black blood plasma constantly dripping down, opened his eyes and asked strangely:

"You... hmm? Why are there so many people?"

"..."

(д|||)！(д|||)！(д|||)！

He noticed me! He noticed me!!!

Swept by Leon's gaze, a group of death envoys immediately retreated two steps in unison. Even the fish in the Yellow Spring River were scared to sink below the water surface and didn't dare to show their heads again.

Facing a fierce person who had finished off a True God and not only didn't choose to run away but stayed in place to feast, what they needed to consider was no longer whether they could beat him, but how to avoid being eaten!

Death envoys who are trusted by the masters generally won't die, and even if they die, they can be resurrected. But if they were swallowed into the stomach by such a fierce person, it's hard to say whether they can still live!

"This... this... respected lord."

After a silence that was frightening, the white-bone reindeer, who was the leader, finally summoned the courage to speak. It lowered its deer head respectfully and asked with fear:

"May I ask... have you... have you eaten your fill?"

"Uh... it's okay..."

Looking at so many strange-looking creatures, Leon's scalp also felt a bit numb.

After responding in an awkward way, he just wanted to ask about the other party's identity, but suddenly saw a familiar deer antler mark on the white-bone reindeer's forehead.

Is it the Flesh-Bearing Doe again?!

After noticing this familiar mark, Leon's expression changed suddenly. Under the hair that was glued into strands by blood plasma, his two eyes narrowed subconsciously.

"You..."

"Run!!!"

Seeing this "Food-God Demon" suddenly get angry, the death envoys of the Dead Realm, who had already been unable to bear it, felt their hearts and gallbladders crack. In the shrill shouts that didn't know who made them, they all ran away, and even the stone statues that couldn't run fast jumped into the river, trying their best to swim to the bottom of the water.

And the white-bone reindeer that was stared at by Leon didn't even have half a hesitation. It instantly chose to abandon its body, directly blew itself into fragments of bones, and even hardened its heart to divide its soul into four, fleeing in different directions.

"..."

(End of chapter)