Why don't you shut the hell up!
Under the bewildered gaze of the Wailing Puppet, Leon, whose figure seed sowhat unstable, unexpectedly erged from Emma's heart, then reached out with another hand, and forcefully twisted its head!
"Crack!"
After swiftly breaking the neck of the Wailing Puppet, Leon, still unsatisfied, tossed it to the ground, raised his foot and stomped forcefully, smashing the bewildered wooden puppet into shattered pieces!
"Leon?!"
Watching Leon suddenly erge from her heart and stomp furiously on the fragnts of the Wailing Puppet, Emma, feeling empty inside, couldn't help but blink, then asked in bewildernt:
"You... how did you..."
"I devoured the Heart Lake God."
Glancing at the flickering [Heart Lake Illusion] badge in the slot, Leon checked the still intact shards beneath his feet and quickly explained:
"The power of the Heart Lake God allows one to extract strength from the tumultuous Heart Lake, and since your anomaly and Ellie's are interconnected, I observed your situation through her and then used the strength extracted from your Heart Lake to get here."
So that's how it is...
After listening to Leon's explanation, Emma, whose Heart Lake was temporarily "drained," nodded dumbly, but then suddenly reacted, eyes full of urgency:
"No, wait! You have to leave! This place..."
"This is rely an embodint."
Understanding what she was about to say, Leon waved his hand and explained ahead:
"My true self remains in the current world; only a small part of my will has co here, so even if captured, it won't affect the true self."
...
"I see."
While Leon and Emma explained his situation, the two glass eyes beneath his feet blinked slightly, and the wooden jaw that had flown over ten ters opened and closed, marveling:
"The Cleaner Food God truly lives up to the na. Turns out, besides that dog, you've devoured quite a few interesting things... but you don't seem very rational. If I were you..."
"Crack!"
Before the Wailing Puppet could finish speaking, Leon quickly rushed forward, crushed its wooden mouth completely, and silenced its words.
But soon, accompanied by a patter of footsteps, another soul crawled up from beneath the deck, trembling and sprawling onto the ground, while another identical new puppet erged from the back of this soul, casually continuing:
"If I were you, I'd choose to hide and not show my face... Food God, I didn't notice your presence before; if you instead collected intelligence here without revealing yourself, you might have indeed brought ..."
"Crack!"
"Brought so trouble indeed."
After the mouth of the second puppet was shattered, a third puppet walked up from beneath the deck, continuing from where the second left off, and leisurely looked at Leon, who was expressionless, while saying:
"But now not only have you exposed yourself, but you're also willing to sacrifice this precious embodint... Telling that woman next to you it doesn't matter if it dies only fools her, not , the Overlord of the Dead Realm.
Food God, I only need a glance to know that this embodint holds at least a quarter of your soul; you've truly spent heavily to coalesce this embodint."
"Leon?!!!"
Hearing the words of the Wailing Puppet, Emma, who was just cald, suddenly tensed her expression, clenched her thin sword, and prepared to fight to the death.
But Leon waved his hand to signal Emma not to move, then protected her behind him, and looked up at the small puppet in front:
"I'm not impulsive; since I've co, naturally I have the assurance of retreating unhard."
"Heh."
Hearing Leon's words, yet another puppet crawled up from beneath the deck, mockingly asking:
"Food God, the City of Regret is my domain, where my power is enhanced, even capable of reaching the threshold of True God level. What makes you think you can retreat unhard before a True God? With this pitiful embodint nurtured with third-rate power?"
"Indeed."
Watching one puppet after another crawl from the cabin, blocking the deck completely, Leon calmly answered:
"This embodint suffices to kill you."
"Ha."
Facing Leon's arrogant claims, the Wailing Puppets on the deck scoffed in unison, shaking their heads, choosing not to speak, rely looking disdainfully at the man guarding Emma.
The so-called Food God of the Slaughter King Association, it turns out, is rely a foolish brute easily overwheld by anger.
All deceased entering the [City of Regret] are implanted with my soul, becoming puppets fully under my control. The total number of existing deceased in the City of Regret is over fifteen million.
Even excluding the power I wield, with this endless horde alone, I can overwhelm you and these Cleaners to death, without even having a body that can be killed. Among these fifteen million puppets, as long as one remains unbroken, I am undefeated.
Relying on a weak embodint containing part of your soul, plus so third-rate power not yet at True God level, you boast of destroying ? You are simply a fool...
No way?!!!
Seeing Leon's form gradually solidifying and his aura's intensity surging madly, the puppets' eyes widened in horror, showing genuine fear.
But it's just an embodint! What is this impending danger like a giant stone suspended above? And why is that weak third-rate power already starting to impact the rules of the City of Regret?!
"I already ntioned."
Closing his eyes to sense the surroundings, Leon reopened them, scrutinizing the glass eyes reflecting his image, gently reminding:
"The Heart Lake power I control can extract strength from the turbulent Heart Lake... not limited to the living."
"?!?!?!?"
Seeing the Wailing Puppets seem to understand sothing, suddenly shivering in unison, their eyes filled with terror, Leon raised his right hand slowly, eyes laced with mockery, speaking:
"Thanks for the repeated tornt you inflicted on the fifteen million deceased in the City of Regret over the past days. Even without doing anything, their Heart Lake is nearly shattered, generously providing unparalleled support...
Stand still, don't shake, let strike once, just once is enough!"
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