CHAPTER 375: 0317 CROCODILE TEARS_1

Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood... Scarlet Hair Lady!!!

Facing the red-haired beauty who slightly wrinkled her nose before him, and recognizing her identity through that striking crimson hair and the boundless Sea of Lost Souls behind her, the Crocodile God caught at the doorstep instantly froze up in an alligator-like stiffness.

This was the director of the Purification Bureau’s Virgin Branch, the most ruthless executioner in history, who single-handedly wiped out the entire East Carleighwen Kingdom, and personally sent 1.29 billion of the dead onto the No Return Path!

Back when the rebellion of the Purification Bureau’s Serpent Bearer Division escalated, the Crows of Death Report perched at the entrance to the Realm of the Dead took off immediately, more than 1.2 billion dark crows weaving an ominous curtain of black feathers that blocked out the sky of the dead realm entirely.

*At that time when I looked up to the sky, I couldn’t even see the sun, only an endless stretch of dark fog spanning tens of miles, with countless pairs of crimson points of light within—those were the eyes of over 1.2 billion crows of death!*

Over 1.2 billion!

*Whenever the Crocodile God recalled the red-eyed black crows blotting out the sky and the tsunami-like influx of the dead into the realm after the Crows of Death Report soared deeper in, its soul involuntarily trembled.*

The seemingly kind red-haired woman in front of him had taken just over two minutes to send 1.3 billion dead into the realm of the dead, blocking up the usually unobstructed No Return Path with the madly surging dead for the first time.

Even though the overlords of the dead realm, who noticed the unusual movements of the Crows of Death Report, acted at once to mitigate the situation, it was still like pouring a cup of water into a burning cart for the ever-increasing dead. Almost every second, millions of the dead were squeezed off the path, falling into the Yellow Springs River below.

In fact, towards the last half a minute, not only had the No Return Path which attracted the dead come to a complete halt, but even the waters of the Yellow Springs River were blocked by the falling souls of the dead, causing the river to backflow and flood, creating a muddy yellow marsh realm spanning several hundred miles around the entrance to the realm of the dead.

And the large marsh created in that flood was now exactly where he was living...

After casting a glance at the massive sinkhole at the center of the Muddy Yellow Marsh Country in the distance, the unfortunate Crocodile God, faced with the red-haired woman who "built him a house," felt a moistening around his eyes, and large, hot tears of gratitude began to roll down.

*So that "partner" guarding the realm of the dead was you!*

*No wonder that old earther pretended not to notice me; with the Scarlet Hair Lady guarding the realm of the dead, he didn’t even need to lift a finger. Once I came back, I was doomed!*

...

Why are you crying?

Seeing the Crocodile God, who he had caught but hadn’t even said a word before breaking into tears, the Red-haired Director was slightly stunned. Then, quite uncivilly, she tossed her toothbrush into the Yellow Springs, furrowing her brows as she approached.

"Tell me, where did you come back from? How are Emma and the others?"

"They... they’re all good..."

"You’re lying!"

After slightly wrinkling her nose, the Red-haired Director’s fox eyes narrowed, and the cocoon of hair that merely bound the Crocodile God slightly dimmed, shifting from bright red to a dark red that resembled venous blood, and continued to constrict inwards, directly cutting into its carapace.

"Tell the truth! Just because you’re a god of the realm of the dead doesn’t mean I dare not touch you!"

Having smelled the aura of the Goddess of Fortune and an extremely strong scent of blood from the Crocodile God, the Red-haired Director, concerned about Leon and the others, was already somewhat truly angered.

According to the tasks she assigned, Emma was to eradicate the Scales Gold Sect, while Leon was to raid the Sky Clipper. No matter how one thought about it, their auras shouldn’t appear together, so the only possibility was that Emma was ambushed by the Scales Gold Sect, possibly even personally dealt with by the Goddess of Fortune.

And after Leon completed his task and returned to the bureau, when he was about to report to her, he received a distress call from Emma, so he dragged Tom along... no! It should be he dragged Tom to rescue, only to face the Goddess of Fortune head-on!

Although, since she was always guarding the No Return Path, she hadn’t seen their souls enter the realm of the dead, which meant they might not have been killed yet, considering the opponent was the Goddess of Fortune, there was still a possibility of something happening to them.

If her assigned missions truly caused Emma and Leon to fall into the Scales Gold Sect’s trap...

*Thinking this far, the increasingly anxious Red-haired Director accidentally exerted more force, and a large number of fine, sharp strands of hair had already penetrated the Crocodile God’s shell, deeply embedding into its skin.*

"No! I’ll talk! I’ll talk!"

Having noticed the blood scent emanating from the dark red hair strands, the Crocodile God, shedding tears like a fountain, got startled and hurriedly stammered as it began to recount everything it had seen.

As the creature haltingly told its tale, the impatience in the Red-haired Director’s eyes gradually faded away, slowly transforming into deep confusion.

*Leon almost took down the Goddess of Fortune?*

*And he’s from the Old Soil? Aiming to infiltrate the Purification Bureau with ill-intent?*

*In the end, the Goddess of Fortune grabbed some leverage over him, and to avoid exposing his identity, he had to temporarily cooperate with her?*

*What on earth is all this?*

...

"I swear it’s all true!"

Realizing covertly that the Scarlet Hair Lady didn’t seem to be allied with the "Old Soil people," the Crocodile God, suddenly lit with hope of survival, feared that this kill-god might filet him into sashimi in a fit of pique and hurriedly swore:

"I swear by the great death, it’s all what I saw with my own eyes! I guarantee there are no lies!

"Moreover, after he awakened that male cleaner, he spoke according to the agreement with the Goddess of Fortune, and at that time, the Goddess had already left. Surely he wouldn’t need to lie then?"

*Not necessarily.*

*Recalling the cautiousness running through Leon and Emma, the Red-haired Director couldn’t help but wrinkle her brow.*

*Considering Leon’s insecure nature, the reason he didn’t confide the truth to Tom was probably for fear that the Goddess of Fortune hadn’t left and upon hearing his "revelation," would cause more trouble, so he chose to keep it temporarily concealed.*

*After all, although the soul vision of that Black Goat was decent, it could still make mistakes against a True God capable of disguising their soul, as proven by this successfully feigning-dead Crocodile God, so Leon choosing to wait wasn’t a problem.*

*As for the card to nullify the Goddess of Fortune’s authority, it should likely have been during the time he received the wine from the Taurus Director and got utterly intoxicated, even turning even my [Slaughter Blood Hair] into nothingness—nothingness, making it natural for the Goddess of Fortune not to harm him.*

*If my guess is correct, Leon must have used some method to fool the Goddess of Fortune and found a way to scare her off, and that whole Old Soil origin identity was just nonsense... hmm...*

*It seems it might not entirely be nonsense either?*

Thinking over Leon’s lot of secrets, the Red-haired Director couldn’t help but hesitate slightly.

*Although, from what I know of Leon, he couldn’t be the type to "harbor ill intentions," there are indeed many strange things about him. Even if he doesn’t have bad intentions, it might be best to just double-check, ensuring he hasn’t been swayed by odd entities.*

*Seeing as I’m currently in the realm of the dead, and since nothing can conceal itself here, why not just pull Leon and the others down and thoroughly check them over?*