Chapter 997 Yesterday's Residence
Chapter 997 Yesterday's Residence
It worked!
After strangling the white snake to death with a single move and snatching back the light ball containing Director Snake's name, Leon couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Got cheated!!
Looking at Leon who appeared in front of him with a tense face and reached out to grab the name of Director Snake, a hint of regret flashed in White Snake's eyes.
Can run!!!
Feeling the restraints on his limbs and waist suddenly loosened as the White Snake was killed by the God of Cookery, the Thrush, who was entangled and unable to move, could not help but be overjoyed!
"call……"
"grass……"
"ha!!!"
The sounds of relaxed exhalations, unwilling curses, and surprised cheers rang out at the same time, and in this strange "chorus", the two gods and one person who had just been together separated in an instant.
One of them reached back and grabbed dozens of loose [Fear] powers; one twisted his neck to the right and went to report to the realm of the dead; the last one's breath surged, and he pushed [Disaster Avoidance] to the limit, and then was bounced away by the repulsive force like a torpedo, and disappeared into the starry sky with a bang.
"..."
Tsk... it's so slippery...
After looking in the direction where the thrush was flying away, Leon couldn't help but sigh with a hint of regret.
If it wasn't for saving the snake husband, he should have broken its neck first... This pillar god who could guess his weak spot and forcibly avoid him was really slippery.
Although he reached out and grabbed it in a hurry, even with his palm coated with the color of the root, after tearing through the slippery layer of [Avoid Disaster], the strength had been almost exhausted, and it could not cause much substantial damage.
Although it is also [fearful] of itself like other true gods, it can use the truth called [Disaster Avoidance] to forcibly avoid the [fear] power it releases. It is really very difficult to deal with...
But never mind, just run away. Anyway, the harvest this time is already big enough.
Under the desperate gaze of the gods, Leon came back carrying the dead white snake, threw its body into the pile of materials, and placed it on top of the God of Murder. He then pulled over another true god, stretched out his palm covered with colorful light, and grabbed his forehead.
"Don't move, let me see what kind of god you are."
……
Almost... just almost I died!!!
With the help of the forced avoidance effect of Truth, he escaped from Leon in an instant. Looking up at the sky above the Source God Platform where more than 30% of the stars had disappeared, Thrush couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat and was about to cry.
Of course, the tears that Crow shed were not for her colleagues in the King-Slaying Society. Even if all those bastards who held her back died, Crow would not feel bad...
He just felt a little sorry for himself.
Although in addition to the true gods present this time, there are still many true gods and even pillar gods who have not come, but after the God of Food fought against a hundred alone and slaughtered dozens of true gods easily, it is estimated that before the four pillar gods come back, no one will dare to besiege him again. He is afraid that he will soon become an immortal true god.
Not only did he reveal his true identity to the God of Food this time, he also became the only survivor of the King-Slayer Society. When he imitated the three previous directors and started to hunt down gods all over the world, he would definitely target him, and I'm afraid he would hunt me down endlessly...
"Wow!!!"
He imagined a miserable future in which the God of Cookery would be immortal and would hunt him endlessly. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his future was bleak. Filled with sorrow, the Crow could not help crying loudly as his eyes turned red while standing in the empty starry sky.
This horrible future of being hunted by the God of Food every day is worse than death!
However, just as Thrush was crying heartbreakingly, running further outside the Source God Platform while mourning his tragic future that was "visible to the naked eye", a strange portal suddenly opened and landed precisely in front of him.
"?!?!?!"
Looking at the familiar door of [Yesterday Residence] in front of him, the thrush's cry could not help but pause slightly, and then he couldn't help sniffing, and the whole person was stunned. Just now, in order to suppress the God of Food, all the true gods in the King-Slaying Society had been dispatched, but in the end, only he was left. [Yesterday Residence], which everyone usually used for meetings, should be empty now. Why would someone invite him to a meeting?
Could it be...that one of the four presidents has returned?
After carefully identifying it and confirming that the door in front of it was indeed [Yesterday's Residence] and not a trap set by the God of Food, the Crow, who felt like he had escaped from a desperate situation, could not help but be overjoyed, and immediately took the initiative to push open the door and stepped in.
After a familiar period of dizziness, the extremely familiar scenes in [Yesterday's House] appeared before the thrush's eyes again.
A dome sprinkled with glowing light, a solemn black and white floor, an eerie bone table, twelve pairs of quaint branch-shaped candlesticks, dozens of light grey high-backed chairs... and a group of true gods looking at him in confusion.
"A thrush?"
Seeing the thrush suddenly appear at the edge of the long table, the white snake sitting at the main seat couldn't help but look downcast, and then stood up and gave up the main seat with reluctance, mocking with a smile:
"What? Aren't you worried that the God of Cookery will come this time?"
"???"
No... aren’t you fucking dead?
Looking at the gods, whose necks had been broken one by one by the God of Food, but who were now sitting around the long table and looking at him with confusion, disgust or surprise, Thrush's mind was completely confused.
You guys...this...this...this of mine...this is not right!
"All right."
Seeing that the thrush was stunned for a long time without saying anything, just staring at the white snake in a daze, the old woman with the macaque mask stood up and took the initiative to smooth things over:
"Today is the time to contact Lord Red King. Vice President Crow will naturally be present... Lord Crow, White Snake's plan is going smoothly at the moment. After the communication with Lord Red King is finished... What are you going to do?!"
Seeing the thrush, who had gone mad for some unknown reason, suddenly pounced on the white snake, hugged the terrified white snake in his arms, and began to touch it, all the true gods were dumbfounded.
He reached out and touched the white snake all over, even taking off the mask to take a look. The thrush that was kicked away by the white snake fell to the ground, muttering with a look that seemed to be both crying and laughing:
"Yesterday Residence... Ha... So this is what Yesterday Residence means, no wonder... The Old Lord... The Black King... No wonder..."
"Thrush!"
After tidying up her muddy clothes, the molested white snake angrily got up and shouted with anger in her eyes:
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
"I'm not crazy...I...never mind..."
Looking at the group of "death" gods who had gathered in front of him and were sizing him up warily, Thrush couldn't help but close his eyes, and then said with an extremely complicated expression:
"Everyone, I have two pieces of news that are hard to say whether good or bad. I must tell you."
"what news?"
"what are you talking about?"
"Are you okay?"
Ignoring the questioning of the True Gods of the King-Slaying Society, Thrush first raised two fingers, then bent one of them with a twitching cheek.
"First news, you in the future are already dead. You were slaughtered by the God of Food in front of me without a single one left! But you now... or you yesterday are barely still alive."
"what???"
"How could we die? Are you kidding me?"
"What's all this mess?"
"Second news."
The thrush raised its second finger in response to the gods' questioning. Its expression was so complicated that it could not be described in words. Its lips trembled slightly as it said:
"Although you have survived thanks to the effects of [Yesterday Residence], from now on, you can only live in yesterday... or in other words, all of you except yesterday have been killed, and from now on you will only have this day left to live."
(End of this chapter)