Chapter 890 Winning is guaranteed!
Chapter 890 Winning is guaranteed!
Leon, sensing the danger, decisively stopped the erosion and silently hid in the deepest part of the Patrol Girl's Heart Lake, while the masters of the dead world also arrived at the source of the silvery frozen river one after another.
"almost."
Squinting his eyes at the glacier upstream of the frozen river, the faceless man turned back and said to the patrol girl:
"Go over and have a bite first, freeze the God of Food in the Heart Lake, and then we'll talk about what's next."
"it is good."
As if she had known this would happen, the patrolwoman showed no surprise on her face. Instead, she stepped on the dark ice ridges on the silvery frozen river and hurried towards the huge black glacier in the distance.
When they finally reached the bottom of the glacier, under Leon's vigilant gaze, he saw that the mount he had just collected a few days ago actually dug a piece of black from the glacier with his bare hands...
No! It's not black!
Risking his face, Leon took a quick look at the ice in the patrol girl's hand, and his scalp suddenly felt slightly numb.
The ice that the ranger dug from the glacier was not actually black, but a very deep, dark red! A dark, decayed blood red!
What made Leon instinctively feel uneasy was that the ice cubes in the patrol girl's hands seemed to emit more than just "cold".
The coldness that is enough to freeze the entire lake of the heart is actually just the appearance of this breath. The true face of these ice cubes is a kind of weird existence that is closer to the essence of death, representing "end" and "silence", like the "bloody" breath emitted by death itself.
After the patrolwoman bit off a corner of the bloody black ice and swallowed it with great difficulty, Leon, who was forced to "taste" it along with her, couldn't help but have an extremely strange thought in his mind.
If "death" itself could bleed... that would probably be what it would taste like.
……
"hiss……"
After shivering uncontrollably, the blood color completely drained from his face, and his lips were frozen black and blue. Looking at the patrol girl who looked even more "dead" than a dead person, he first tried to feel the lake in his heart, and then finally revealed a difficult smile.
"Frozen... thump thump thump... frozen! He... he... he's not moving anymore!"
"Huh..."
Looking at the relieved look on the patrol girl's face and the expressions on the faces of the masters of the dead world who had arrived at the source of the "frozen" river, they couldn't help but feel a little relieved.
It’s nothing, the “pressure” that the God of Food has brought to everyone in the past period of time is indeed a bit terrifying.
Not to mention the guarding dogs of death who had been slaughtered and eaten in the Gate of the Dead and are now waiting in line to be resurrected. The turmoil that stirred up half of the dead world two days ago was enough to fill all the masters of the dead world with fear.
Faced with the premeditated attack by the God of Food, the strongest doe in the first half of the Road of No Return was defeated on the spot after just one encounter. If the ranger girl had not rescued it in time, it would have gone to accompany the dog guarding death.
The mountain patrol girl, whose strength was firmly in the top three among the masters of the dead world, was also beaten by him, leaving her body covered with cracks. Not only did half of the Zhanhui Mountain collapse, but her own heart was also eroded, and she almost became a puppet at the mercy of the other party.
All we can say is that fortunately there were three masters of the dead world in Zhanhui Mountain at that time.
If the Faceless Man had not weakened and dragged the God of Food down from the Pillar God level, the Patrol Girl and the Incarnated Doe would have been in great danger. I'm afraid that before the war with the Cleansing Bureau even started, three or more of the fourteen Lords of the Dead would have been lost in one go.
Therefore, even though they knew that this was only one-fourth of the God of Food's soul, and that it was still hiding in the heart of the Mountain Patrol Girl and dared not come out, as long as they thought of the other party's terrible record, the hearts of all the rulers of the Dead Realm would be unconsciously shrouded in a shadow.
Now that the mountain patrol girl had eaten the [Blood of the Dead] and had used death to freeze the God of Food, she was able to temporarily drive away the pressure on Leon, making the overlords of the dead world, who were feeling heavy-hearted, feel a little better.
"Now that we have temporarily solved the problem of the God of Food, let's get down to business."
After staring at the patrol girl and confirming that her heart was indeed as quiet as death, the faceless man finally felt relieved and said solemnly:
"What do you think about the plan we made earlier to ambush the Cleanup Bureau outside the Sage Cemetery?"
"..."
“How about this, I’ll ask more directly.” Looking at the Death Realm Overlords who had different expressions on their faces but none of them spoke, the Faceless Man couldn’t help but sighed and said:
"Do you still have the guts to join the ambush now?"
"..."
"..."
"This is not a question of courage, but the risk is a bit too great."
Facing the faceless man's rather merciless questioning, the Lords of the Dead World were silent for a while. Then the Lord of the Dead, who was covered in corpse bands and blood-stained hair, stood up and said with a hesitant look:
“If they really ambush the Cleanup Bureau and kill two or three directors, then there will be no room for negotiation between us and the Cleanup Bureau.
Everyone has seen what happened two days ago. The God of Cookery only sent a quarter of his soul and it caused such a mess. If we completely fall out with the Cleanup Bureau and fail to catch the God of Cookery and he escapes..."
Then there will probably be no peace from now on.
Although the Lord of Death did not finish his words, all the Lords of the Dead Realm present understood his meaning.
Judging from the abilities that the God of Food had shown during the turmoil two days ago, as long as he and others failed to catch him and let him escape with even a fragment of his soul, he could repeat the previous disaster and randomly kill a few of the masters present.
And if the God of Food escapes intact, or his real body does not come at all, there will be a terrifying existence that is three times stronger than the previous one, who is always thinking about coming to the Death Realm to kill people. Who can stand this?
"But but but...but I have to fight!"
After carefully spitting out some of the ice debris from the [Blood of the Dead], the trembling patrol girl shouted, then gnashed her teeth and said:
"I've fought the God of Cookery head-on! I...I can see it clearly! When he faced us, his eyes were like he was looking at a dead person!
Bah! Listen to me! The God of Food will never tolerate us, and won’t even accept our surrender! I can tell from just one look that he definitely wants to destroy the entire world of the dead! There is no possibility of reconciliation at all!"
After completely spitting out all the ice in her mouth, the patrolwoman's voice slowly stopped trembling. She said with fear in her eyes:
“You can ask the Faceless Man and the Doe. They were also there at the time. Ask them if they felt the same way!”
When the rulers of the dead world heard this, they couldn't help but feel nervous. After the Faceless Man and the Incarnate Doe nodded in succession, even the Lord of Death who was the first to stand up and express his opposition remained silent.
So we really have no choice but to fight the Cleanup Bureau... But...
"Can you win?"
After blinking the two crow eyes on her temples, Granny Crow Eyes frowned and said:
"Even if we can open the [Frozen Coffin River], the directors of the Cleanup Bureau are all protected by the Star Palace, and they have many ways to save their lives. Can the [Frozen Coffin River] really keep the directors who come to negotiate?"
"What is the Frozen Coffin River?"
"Dongjichuan is..."
After answering half a sentence subconsciously, Granny Crow-Eyed suddenly reacted, and then she turned her neck with a snap, and looked at the patrol girl's chest as if she had seen a ghost...The God of Food was sticking his head out from there, looking at her curiously, as if he was still waiting for her answer.
"You're not frozen?!?!!!"
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(End of this chapter)