Chapter 910 Execution

Chapter 910 Execution

Chapter 910 Execution
The thing left behind by the third director... the abnormal object that can threaten me?
Looking at the bright red gun that Leon pulled out of the cauldron, which was made up of dozens of miniature and twisted corpses of gods, and looking at the faces of true gods that were slowly moving on the gun barrel and seemed not to have died yet, he felt the incomparably heavy unwillingness and resentment.

The faceless man felt as if every part of his body was gripped by a strange chill. Even when he had been struggling to move forward in the Frozen Coffin River and was corroded by the purest death, that chill had not been as terrifying as the spear in front of him.

Will die...will be ended!
It was like a hare meeting a hound, or an antelope smelling a ferocious beast. A strange sense of enlightenment, as if encountering a natural enemy, accompanied by fear, instantly dominated the mind of the six-faced elephant deer. Even the eight masters of the dead world who were assimilated or devoured by him began to tremble uncontrollably.

Even if the road to the real world has come to the last step, as long as you defeat the God of Food in front of you, you can fulfill your wish that you have pursued for thousands of years and return to that vibrant world.

However, an intuition from the deepest part of his soul was frantically warning the six-faced elephant deer from the depths of death... If he took one more step forward, everything he had gained so far would be completely destroyed!
run! Must run!
After confirming that this was the only way to survive, the six-faced elephant deer instantly reached a consensus with all the masters of the dead world in its body. The remaining four bodies turned around and fled, not even daring to look back.

However, Lyon, who had already made all the preparations, had already placed the spear, which contained half of the essence of the King-Slaying Society, on his shoulder in a standard shooting posture.

"Shh!"

Along with an eerie sound like a piece of cloth unfolding, the dark blood-stained carpet spread out across the pale land of the Death Realm like a shadow cast by some enormous object, and in the blink of an eye it arrived at the feet of the fleeing six-faced elephant deer.

Then, the remaining four clones of the six-faced elephant deer felt that the whole world suddenly began to move backwards at a high speed. Their bodies, which had already run for an unknown distance, were forcibly pulled back by the dark red carpet under their feet and reappeared in the starting position.

What made the six-faced elephant deer even more terrified was that several ropes that seemed very fragile but were so strong that they were completely irresistible directly bound their limbs and forcibly tied their struggling bodies to a wooden stake stained with blood and unknown yellow and white stains...

The execution of the dead is about to begin.

After glancing at the faceless man with eyes full of despair, Leon moved the muzzle of the gun slightly and aimed it at its forehead. Then, he endured the pain of almost exploding his head and clasped a skinny finger dried by the wind.

As Leon's finger touched the "trigger", the feeling of fullness in his soul that almost swelled him to death faded by half in an instant, and turned into a nail filled with the breath of death, which was stuck silently in the barrel of the gun, and then disappeared instantly with the sound of the "trigger"!
"boom!!!"

Under Director Scorpio's extremely shocked gaze, a huge hole suddenly appeared between the brows of the faceless man tied to the wooden stake, and an unimaginably strong breath of death gushed out from the back of his head, splashing a large piece of black ice crystals on the carpet soaked in blood plasma.

What shocked him even more was that after being shot in the head by Leon, the faceless man tied to the stake not only did not die, but instead, like a sponge that had been drained of "water", it exuded a strange and familiar aura...

That's the smell of the living!

I... I'm alive? I'm alive!

With eyes full of confusion and astonishment, after looking at his body which was no longer cold but had regained its warmth, the Faceless Man suddenly understood the effect of the gun.

The only thing that can make me, who is standing at the top of the dead, feel fear from the bottom of my heart and instinctively think that I can't "beat" it is naturally life! So this is a stick that can revive the dead...

"Bang!" After loading a real nail into the gun and shooting the Faceless Man in the head, Leon did not even look at his corpse which showed ecstasy on his face. Instead, he turned the gun and aimed at the engraver who was tied up next to the Faceless Man.

"No!"

After realizing what Leon was going to do, the six-faced elephant deer, who had just shown joy on their faces, suddenly showed incomparable fear in their eyes.

The effect of this abnormal object forged by the third-generation director is not to kill himself, but to directly kill "death" itself and drive death out of the body of the deceased!

After completely "killing" yourself and turning into a living person, you will lose the power of death and become an ordinary person. Then, the God of Cookery will completely kill your new self the moment you are resurrected!
"You can't do this to me!!!"

Looking at the gun pointed at him, the engraver, whose mind was diluted and who had regained most of his rationality, could not help but struggle madly, roaring with bloodshot eyes:
"Since you can do this, why didn't you tell me earlier! If you resurrect me and then go back to the human world, I can do it too..."

"Bang! Bang!"

One shot for life, one shot for death. He fired two shots in succession like a dragonfly skimming the water, and after sending away the engraver with a ferocious face, Lyon couldn't help but let out a long breath. Then he turned the muzzle of the gun expressionlessly and aimed it at the undertaker next to the engraver's body.

Stop shouting, it's impossible.

Looking at the face-masking master who was struggling desperately with unwillingness in his eyes and roaring at him crazily, Leon couldn't help but close his eyes slightly. Then he reached out and touched the silver cutting dagger, turning it into a three-headed black dog again, and controlled it to run towards the bodies of the faceless man and the carver.

This abnormal object, created by the third-generation old man combining my abilities, has the effect of "shooting out" death, but this effect requires "ammunition" first. A dead Pillar God is swallowed and turned into a bullet, which can just capture and "kill" a Pillar God-level dead person.

So the ammunition consumed by my two shots was actually you yourself. It was because everyone who stayed in the dead world tried their best to completely kill your two clones that gave me the opportunity to swallow these two "bullets"!

As for communicating with you in advance, it is even more impossible. Not to mention whether you are willing to give up your power and eternal life and be resurrected as a human being who can only live for a hundred years or so, just because you have the absolute upper hand and can return to the world, it is impossible for you to accept this "half-price" proposal.

What's more, you and all the masters of the dead world assimilated by you still owe a blood debt to our Cleanup Bureau and even to the entire human race, and a blood debt can only be repaid with blood!
"Click!"

As the three evil dogs swallowed the dead engraver and the faceless man, and licked the black ice crystals on the execution platform, a new black nail appeared in the barrel of the gun, and Leon's fingertips tightened the trigger in his hand again.

"Goodbye."

(End of this chapter)