Chapter 919: 517 The Doorman Isn't Necessarily a Dog

A gloomy gray sky, a pitch-black deep earth, the rolling waves of the Yellow Springs River, the path of no return paved with white bones, the endless line of the dead, and the red-eyed crows circling above the dead...

Is this what the world after death looks like?

Looking at the landscape of the Dead World across the suddenly opened Gate of the Dead, the souls of the three cleaners—two men and one woman—couldn't help but fall into silence at the same time.

Although they had long known that as cleaners, it was unlikely they would live until the day of normal death and would likely report here early in some extremely dangerous mission, they had long been mentally prepared.

But when all this really happened, the three of them still couldn't accept it, not daring to believe that their lives had come to an end so abruptly.

"I... I am so unwilling!"

After recovering from the 【Flower Fairy】 state and returning to the size of a normal person, Ruben, a middle-aged man in his forties, couldn't help but sob lowly. Tears streamed down his face, and he said with full annoyance:

"Everything was going so smoothly, why did I suddenly die? We were following the Director, why were we still blown up by something like artillery?"

"Forget it, it's all in the past."

Feeling the increasingly strong force pulling him into the Dead World, Franky, who was standing... floating beside Ruben, couldn't help but sigh bitterly.

"Although I don't know what happened, we should have been ambushed by something. Even the Director didn't escape; half of his body was blown to pieces. It's likely he'll have to come over together in a while.

Hey, let's three go first. Don't think about it anymore. Those are the affairs of the living. We are already dead people now. No matter how much we think, it's impossible to go back. It's time to hit the road."

"I... I..."

"I still want to try!"

Just as Ruben and the other two were walking toward the Gate of the Dead, preparing to accept their ending, the only female cleaner among the three suddenly raised her head, reached out to pull their clothes, and said stubbornly:

"My 【Road Ahead】 is a soul-level anomalous object; I brought it down directly! I can still use it!

Ruben! Franky! Come and help me! If the three of us can use the effect of 【Road Ahead】 to open a way back here, then maybe there is still a chance!"

This...

After hearing the request of the female cleaner Mo Na, Ruben and Franky looked at each other and then said hesitantly:

"But this is the Dead World. Even if the Director died, he could only briefly contend with the rules of the Dead World. Eventually, he still has to go all the way along the path of no return. Relying on the three of us Level 2 cleaners..."

"Help me!"

Interrupting Ruben's words, female cleaner Mo Na took a deep breath and then gritted her teeth:

"The Director hasn't come to the Dead World yet, which proves that he is still alive!

We... even if we can't go back, but even if we can only open a small gap and send my 【Road Ahead】 back, maybe we can help the Director run away!

Please! Help me! No matter what the result is, I still want to try! If it weren't for the Director, I would have come here twenty years ago. I won't be reconciled if I don't try!"

"Alright then..."

After looking at each other, Ruben and Franky nodded, relying on the soul strength of Level 2 cleaners, while trying their best to resist the summons from the depths of the Dead World, they stood behind female cleaner Mo Na.

"Thank you!"

After looking at the other two gratefully, female cleaner Mo Na's entire soul suddenly lit up, glowing with intense white flames. Then she gritted her teeth, turned around, and took a step toward the endless gray fog behind her.

"Tap!"

The sound of shoe soles hitting the bone-like ground came. The moment female cleaner Mo Na successfully took a step, the endless gray fog outside the Gate of the Dead was actually pushed open to reveal a small path.

Although compared to the boundless gray world, this small path seemed so insignificant, the death represented by the gray fog indeed made an extremely small "concession."

This... maybe there is really a chance?!

After noticing this scene, the other two cleaners, who were originally hesitant, were suddenly shocked. Then they gritted their teeth, and their dim souls also lit up, dancing like white flames under the drive of their will.

Compared to the boundless gray fog, the three souls burning with all their might were as weak as fireflies falling into the sea, but they indeed relied on step after step to hard-squeeze out a sheep-gut path leading to the origin.

It's possible! Maybe it's really possible!

Through the breeze blowing from the front of the sheep-gut path, after faintly feeling the breath unique to the world of the living, the three cleaners couldn't help but be refreshed.

60 points of Leon value is the threshold between gods and humans, and also the dividing line for whether one can get rid of the constraints of the rules of the Dead World. And the three of them are senior Level 2 cleaners, with an average Leon value close to 30 points. The strength of the power alone is already enough.

Although they eventually lacked a bit of qualitative change and could not truly transcend the threshold of True Gods and could not truly transcend death, relying on Mo Na's 【Road Ahead】, it was not impossible to open a path to life from death!

And just as Mo Na said, even if they have to come back the same way eventually, but even if they can only send 【Road Ahead】 back to help the Director save his life, or even just take one last look at that world, it would be worth it to fight for it!

"Quick! Put in more effort!"

Feeling the breath unique to the world of the living rushing toward her, female cleaner Mo Na couldn't help but grit her teeth, while trying her best to step forward, she shouted with all her might:

"Just one step! Just one step left!"

"Sigh... I can't just leave this alone!"

"?!!!"

In the stunned expression of the three cleaners, more than a dozen octopus tentacles suddenly protruded from behind, like pythons moving their heads, firmly entangling the hands, feet, waists, and arms of the three.

The dense, fleshy suckers the size of baby mouths on the tentacles sucked frantically as they came into contact with the souls, and in just a few breaths, they sucked the power that the three had exploded by burning their souls clean.

And as the three who lost their power were dragged back by the octopus tentacles and their feet left the ground, the sheep-gut path that had been opened with such difficulty was quickly filled in by the endless gray fog and disappeared completely.

"..."

One step! It was only one step away!

"Don't blame me, this is also my duty."

Faced with the resentful eyes of the three cleaners, a long-tailed giant horse, which should have had a mane on its neck but was covered with octopus tentacles, blinked helplessly. Then it flipped its lips and chattered:

"I wouldn't care about this kind of thing originally. The problem is that your Cleaning Bureau produced a ruthless person who didn't know which nerve was wrong and actually ate the dog that was guarding the door here alive.

And to ensure the order of the Dead World and not let people enter and exit indiscriminately, we Death Messengers have to take turns to watch at the Gate of the Dead, and it just happens to be my turn to be on duty today.

Oh, by the way, let me ask one more question: are there any people from the Virgo Branch among you three?" ===== CHAPTER 920 =====