Chapter 1551: Untitled

"Sss."

It seemed as if something of utmost importance had been punctured. In the ears of all "living beings" near 【Regret City】, a strange, light sound was heard simultaneously.

And when the countless ghosts wandering in the 【Ghost Mist Swamp】 looked toward the source of the strange sound, they were astonished to discover that the magnificent giant city, which stood at the deepest part of the pale marsh and eternally leaked pitch-black mist, had actually been sliced off by a large chunk out of thin air...

No! Not sliced off!

When a tremendously violent shockwave surged out from within Regret City, clearing away a large area of the mist that had occupied the surroundings for a thousand years and revealing the pale night sky of the Dead Realm, the dead souls blown away near Regret City finally realized.

That gray giant city, whose outer walls were covered in finger marks, had not been sliced off by someone, but rather, like a nail struck by a heavy hammer, had been forcibly smashed into the pale marsh below under some unimaginably heavy pressure!

"Caw!!!"

The giant city, which housed millions of dead souls, collapsed with a roar. Countless Death-Reporting Crows perched on the city walls abandoned their duty of guiding the dead, flying away in all directions while cawing strangely. The crow feathers that fell as they collided and flapped against each other drifted across the sky, converging into a pitch-black rainstorm above Regret City.

Immediately following this, in the eyes of countless dead souls filled with horror, millions of souls surged out like a tide, fleeing for their lives in all directions away from Regret City.

However, that terrifying existence who had smashed the entire Regret City into the mire did not seem to intend to let these souls go. An aura that made all dead souls tremble from the depths of their souls spewed out from Regret City, following the fleeing souls!

As if being chased from behind by true "death," all the dead souls fleeing from the city, as long as they were touched by even a tiny bit of that intangible aura behind them, would clutch their chests and fall headlong in agony.

And once these escaped dead souls collapsed into the mire, a small wooden puppet would arch out from their backs, replacing these fallen dead souls and fleeing toward the distance with a face full of terror.

Unfortunately, often before they could run very far, those dead souls who had just fallen headlong would stagger to their feet with their eyes rolled back, and under the control of some unknown power, would pounce to grab the fleeing puppets, viciously tearing them into splinters all over the ground.

And this wasn't even the end. After tearing those screaming puppets to shreds, these dead souls, who had completely lost their self-will and acted like wild beasts, would grab as many fragments as possible and stuff them into their own stomachs like madmen, even if it meant grinding their tongues raw, breaking their teeth, or filling their mouths with blood, they would not stop...

"No! No! No!"

After shouting "no" three times with eyes full of despair, and feeling that more than half of himself had already been eaten by the dead souls, the Wailing Puppet, held in Li Ang's hand, couldn't help but reveal a look of fear, screaming at the top of its lungs:

"You cannot treat me like this! I am the Master of the Dead Realm! If it weren't for me, you humans..."

"Would live better."

Having borrowed an anomalous object from a trembling cleaner and transformed into a three-headed black dog dripping with saliva, Li Ang broke off a piece from the Wailing Puppet's body and tossed it to the three-headed black dog, which was wagging its tail desperately. He then notified it with an expressionless face:

"Don't talk about being a piglet, even being a puppy is useless. Today I must kill you, it doesn't matter who comes, I said so!"

"You! Madman! You madman!!!"

Seeing the determination to kill him at all costs in Li Ang's pitch-black eyes, the Wailing Puppet, who had never been so close to death, let out the same roar as countless "predecessors," and then struggled desperately to save himself:

"If you kill me! Those souls full of regret will pile up here with nowhere to go! The number of souls that can be born in the present world will also decrease! Aren't you afraid of doing this..."

"Those are things for later."

After snapping the wooden leg with which the Wailing Puppet was kicking him and tossing it to the three-headed black dog beside him, Li Ang closed his eyes to feel the number of remaining puppets. Then, imitating the Wailing Puppet's previous manner, he spoke unhurriedly: "If a problem really arises, then at worst, after I die, I will come here and take your place to preside over this place; the effect is the same anyway... Besides, where is the Flesh-Fleshed Doe?"

"You?!"

Looking at the undisguised killing intent in Li Ang's eyes, the Wailing Puppet shuddered instinctively, and immediately understood his plan.

This madman probably had already made up his mind to completely abandon a quarter of his own soul before coming to the Dead Realm. His main goal was to kill one to break even, and kill two to make a profit; he never intended to go back at all!

Damn horned beast! I really believed your evil words, that's why I took the initiative to provoke such a madman!!!

"I know where she is!"

Filled with the resentment of being almost tricked to death, the Wailing Puppet hesitated for less than 0.01 seconds before making the decision to sell out his teammate, gritting his teeth and setting a condition:

"I can take you to find her, but in exchange, you must let me go!"

"There is no need to mention such an impossible request."

After snapping off the Wailing Puppet's head and feeding the rest to the dog, Li Ang withdrew the enhancement, returned the anomalous object to the cleaner beside him who was still trembling uncontrollably, and then stared fixedly at the Wailing Puppet's head:

"Listen well, although the one who finally kills you will be me, if it weren't for that deer, you might not have been targeted by me, so it is also one of the culprits who caused your death.

And if you are willing to show me the way, I will try my best to let it die before you, allowing you to take some revenge. And you can also lead me to a stronger Master of the Dead Realm, watch this part of my soul be shattered by them, and take the rest of your revenge.

So, do you understand now? I am not negotiating a deal with you, but giving you a chance for revenge. As for whether you are willing to seize this opportunity, that depends on yourself."

"Do you take me for a fool?"

Please... collect... this!

The Wailing Puppet was furious upon hearing this.

"I don't agree! You never intended to go back in the first place! You tell me these..."

"Think about it slowly, no need to rush to give me an answer."

After pointing toward the outside of the city, Li Ang said:

"In about a minute, all the remaining puppets will be torn to shreds by the dead souls. I will wait for you until then... Everyone, move a bit closer."

After calling the cleaners over and filling their Heart Lakes one by one, Li Ang pointed toward the direction of the Sage Cemetery, and then instructed:

"You just need to walk in that direction, and as long as you persist and don't look back, you will reach the Sage Cemetery. There is an old locust tree on the east side of the Sage Cemetery. Dig up the thirty-eighth grave from left to right under the tree, and the obsession of the third-generation director lies inside. He might have a way to protect you.

Sorry, I have other things to do, so I won't escort you."

"I have fought head-on with the Food God! I... I see clearly! When he faced us, those eyes were like looking at dead people!