I! Cleaner! Chapter 922 853: Gods' Slaughterer

What?!

Faced with Leon's "NMSL" reminder, the Cat Queen was suddenly taken aback and stopped her politeness to look back, finding that the Grand Witch King's body had unknowingly stopped breathing... but it's no big deal.

"It's fine, you guys continue chatting."

Smiling at the stunned Cat Queen, indicating she need not worry, the Grand Witch King's almost tangible soul sat cross-legged on the couch where her body lay, like a country old lady, and said kindly:

"Although I'm not a True God, the strength of my soul isn't weaker than that of an average True God. The Realm of the Dead can't take away for a while, you don't lack these few minutes."

"..."

You really are quite open about this...

Looking at the Grand Witch King, whose body was no more but hadn't yet departed, Leon's mouth twitched again, then shook his head and said:

"I don't have anything urgent here, you should say goodbye to Catherine first!"

"Hehe, alright, then we'll have a private talk first."

Smiling and nodding at Leon, the Grand Witch King's soul held the Cat Queen's hand, softly comforting her sowhat saddened state, while Leon turned and walked towards the chaotic "execution ground," using the ritual carpet soaked in Divine Blood underfoot as a burial shroud to roll up the bodies of the thirty-nine True Gods.

Apart from the sixteen True God's souls locked temporarily in the dog's stomach and the Narration of Nonexistence, the deceased bodies of these True Gods, along with the execution platform covered in Divine Blood, should be the biggest harvest of this event.

...

After taking away all things stained with Divine Blood, including dismantling the platform with stakes underneath his feet, stuffing them into the Mirror World, feeling the vague mysterious connection between these items, Leon's face inevitably showed the joy of a bountiful harvest.

Though this platform was rely a temporary construction, counting the Narration of Nonexistence, a Pseudo Pillar God and thirty-nine True Gods "died" on it, even without forging, significant abnormal items will surely erge from it.

Moreover, besides the platform, carpet, execution stakes, and thirty-nine godly corpses, the sniper rifle that shot through the brains of thirty-nine True Gods seed to have gained substantial "benefits."

Although there's no hint when touched, it faintly exudes an ominous aura, as if soaked in blood, only zero point zero steps away from transforming into an abnormal item, and the effect is sure to be potent.

Yes... it's all thanks to the Narration of Nonexistence~

Wiping his nearly "alive" beloved gun, also stuffing it into the Mirror World, Leon glanced at the three black dogs lying sideways on the ground with bloated bellies, revealing a rare admiration in his eyes.

Not only was there insufficient delivery sent up, but also brought along most of the Slaughter King Association as a delivery, she truly was a rare good god, and aside from providing a heap of rare materials, the assistance from the Narration of Nonexistence allowed Leon to activate an exceptionally outstanding new badge.

[With no harm to yourself, you've consecutively killed thirty-nine True God's bodies, creating a lopsided massacre, successfully activating the hidden gold badge "Slaughterer of Gods"]

[Slaughterer of Gods: As the first human in history capable of batch killing True Gods like livestock, your terrifying deeds will definitely be recorded and eternally spread with human history.]

[Wearable effect: Due to your extrely insane and frightening achievents, any True God facing you alone with a Contamination Value below 70 will feel imnse fear, their power will be eroded by the Fear Aura, the current erosion level is 39%.]

However, if multiple True Gods are present simultaneously, this badge's fear effect would be distributed, currently capable of lowering each of up to 39 True Gods' power by 1%. If simultaneously facing more than 39 True Gods, this badge will not take effect.]

[Progression Path: None]

[Hidden Trait (does not require wearing): Each ti you kill a True God while wearing this badge, the effectiveness is permanently increased by 1%, but once you continue killing up to sixty-one True Gods, reaching a 100% erosion effect, this hidden trait cannot be activated again.]

Narration of Nonexistence, good god!

Looking at the blood-filled [Slaughterer of Gods] from the interface and the large number 39% of weakening, Leon's corner of mouth resembled an AK rifle hard to suppress.

In the Narration of Nonexistence's [Bedti Story], soaking for over a week, personally executing thirty-nine True Gods, Leon's Contamination Value has soared to the limits of ordinary humanity. Selecting the corresponding Aura, crossing the 60-point threshold can be done at any ti.

Now, even without using the badge, relying on his own abnormal items and a Contamination Value up to 59, as long as he's not foolish enough to step into other True God's Aura, he can already be invincible facing ordinary True Gods.

If the 40% weakening brought by [Slaughterer of Gods] and the special effects of other badges are counted, there shouldn't be many foes among True Gods below the Pseudo Pillar God, possibly even capable of challenging Zodiac Bureau's less competent director like Edward.

Recalling Scorpio Bureau Director's capabilities, Leon regretfully sighed.

Unfortunately, Edward isn't a True God, he can't benefit from [Slaughterer of Gods]'s 39% weakening effect, and blessed by Star Palace he possesses Pseudo Pillar God-level power, otherwise with his collection of badges, defeating Edward wouldn't be out of question.

Yes... but that's only the case for now, once choosing the "main" Aura and pushing his Contamination Value above 60, little Edward is sure to be at his rcy!

"Woof!"

While Leon, by habit, used Scorpio Bureau Director as a benchmark to assess his current capability, a bark suddenly erged from his cuff.

Following the sound, he saw the puppy harrier shake its fluttering little blonde hair, then stuffed a constantly flashing small mirror into his hand.

...

"Leon..."

Looking at Leon on the other side of the Celestial Globe Mirror, with relief, the red-haired director let out a long breath, then resud his usual deanor, smiling:

"I knew it, soone as troublemaking as you certainly wouldn't get into any trouble."

"Director, if you speak like that, it's quite disheartening."

Glancing at the not-so-well-colored red-haired director in the mirror, the richly rewarded Leon responded with a smile:

"I made a big contribution this ti, if it's credited to our bureau, then our Virgo branch will definitely be first this year."

"It doesn't matter about being first. I just hope you can ease up a bit..."

Glancing at the dismantled ritual platform behind Leon and the Cat Queen holding the Grand Witch King's soul sobbing uncontrollably, the red-haired director sighed deeply, her eyes expressing two parts despair, three parts relief, and five parts resigned determination:

"Tell , what havoc did you wreak in the Witch Kingdom? Can it recover within thirty years?"