It seems... sothing's not quite right?
Amid the astonished gazes of the Overlords of the Realm of the Dead, the few board mbers trapped within the Sage's Cetery, with no escape, did not show a hint of despair. Instead, they launched a fierce counterattack.
"Protect !"
Suddenly stepping forward, the weakest among the four board mbers, Pisces Director, opened her mouth. Her deep pink tongue split from the tip into two, tearing into four peach-colored serpents without purpose, and the first of the eight serpent mouths suddenly opened wide.
"One!"
Accompanied by a light whispering count from the first serpent mouth, the multitude of the dead, manipulated by the masters of death, suddenly paused in their attacks, as if their bones were extracted, exuding a heavy sense of fatigue.
"Stop her quickly!!!"
As a formal mber of the Slaughter King Association, the Reincarnated Doe, well-acquainted with the trump cards of the Clearing Bureau, recognized what Pisces Director held in her mouth at a glance, and was horrified.
"We can't let her keep counting! If she reaches eight, the entire Realm of the Dead will be dragged into dreams! We'll all have to sleep!"
That doe... she can even recognize the [Dream Plate Tongue]?
Upon hearing the Reincarnated Doe's shout, Taurus Director's face montarily darkened, knowing that this was mostly the previous Aquarius Director's fault.
So selfish old bastard likely betrayed Bureau's intel in order to gain the trust of the Slaughter King Association and even disclosed information about Anomalous Object 008...
But never mind, it doesn't matter even if they recognize it!
After observing the attacks launched by the Overlords of the Realm of the Dead, Taurus Director took up the old pouch in her hand, solemnly shaking it to scatter and suspend its contents around the four of them.
anwhile, Guardian Director extended his hand before she tossed the items. Touching these bizarre things one by one, he perford enhancents using Guardian's secret technique.
"Thud, thud, thud!"
With a sound similar to arrows hitting a target, the golden arrow patterns flowed freely from the Guardian Director's fingers onto the anomalous objects brought out by Taurus Director. Seven or eight bizarre anomalous objects were bathed in a radiant golden hue like sunlight.
Next, amid the bewildered expressions of all the dead, aside from a peculiar little bell that remained guarding the board mbers, the other strange golden objects began to move as if they were alive.
The first disturbance ca from a silver matchbox. After coughing several tis like an elderly person nearing their end, this unknown anomalous object suddenly flipped open, spewing clusters of silver fla toward the dead approaching.
Before these strange silver flas, the cold flas, which had flowed out from the lantern of the old lamp bearer and turned into a ghostly blue ocean, had almost no resistance. They were instantly ignited from the burning souls of the dead, forcing the lamp bearer to release it and retreat hurriedly.
Following closely, a bundle of scale-adorned coarse hemp rope was unleashed. As Taurus Director let it loose, the deep yellow hemp rope wriggled like large pythons, plunging into the dull-colored river of death, swimming upstream to drag out the alard Burrowing Worm.
Then, the usefulness of a shriveled apple seed thrown to the ground was displayed.
As Taurus Director tossed it onto the ground, under the puzzled gazes of the dead, the tiny seed rapidly took root and sprouted, growing wildly. In just a mont, it broke the surface and beca a towering tree, bearing a strange fruit that seed full of flesh and blood.
The flesh of the red apple quickly rotted away, revealing the dark green apple seed inside. Amid the creaky sound of the apple tree's branches breaking apart, the seed fell once again to the soil, taking root and sprouting and starting another cycle.
anwhile, the White Bone Palace, controlled by the Reincarnated Doe, also like this apple seed, rapidly grew large nerves and flesh from its skeletal roots, only to rot back into eerie white bones along with the apple's decay.
As the bones forming itself grew flesh and rotted, the towering skeletal structure collapsed instantly, revealing the Reincarnated Doe inside, whose skin split uncontrollably, half its body already decomposed to expose white bone.
"Help ! Help !"
"Don't move!"
Crashing through the collapsing White Bone Palace and dragging out the screaming Reincarnated Doe, the Faceless Man with a golden mask affixed to his face tugged at the mask while staring at the distant Taurus Director through it. His sunken eyes reflected deep shadows.
Taurus Director... truly the second-ranked among the twelve Directors of the Bureau! Though she lacks the terrifying [Abnormal Destruction] of Aries Director, she excels in crafting anomalous objects, and regarding the variety and richness of her thods, she arguably stands unmatched within the entire Bureau.
The Taurus Director, loaded with anomalous items, and Sagittarius Director, who can specifically enhance anomalous objects, are undoubtedly the best and most suitable partners.
Just the two of them combined can suppress six Overlords of the Realm of the Dead, instantly subduing several of the weaker ones. If I had arrived any later, the severely injured Reincarnated Doe, still recuperating, would likely have been eaten alive by that cursed apple.
Tossing the bone-exposing Reincarnated Doe far away from the range of the blood apple, the Faceless Man glanced at the suppressed Overlords of the Realm of the Dead and the Pisces Director who had advanced to "Five." He couldn't help but look toward the other end of the Sage's Cetery where the Grafter was.
Understood.
Returning a knowing expression to the Faceless Man, the tall Grafter rose from the fallen tombstone woods, clashing the stone hamr and iron chisel in his hands. Amid piercing noise, he called toward Pisces Director.
Accompanied by the Grafter's silent call, the souls of Taurus Director and Pisces Director, already unstable, both revealed expressions of pain, wavering unsteadily.
Though when they noticed sothing was amiss, the little bell next to Taurus Director imdiately moved over, its bell-like resonant chi erupting to block the Grafter's call in ti. Yet, the sixth serpent mouth on Pisces Director's tongue closed, slowly retracting into her mouth.
"Blugh... sorry..."
Bending painfully, she spat out a small piece of chaotic soul fragnts. The pale-faced Pisces Director straightened, wiped the filth from her mouth, and said apologetically:
"It seems they figured out… Soone was calling Mimi and the others by na, tearing the conduit through which we shared power, relying solely on my own strength, I can't hold the [Dream Plate Tongue] for the seventh count."
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