180: Chapter 180 Sacrificing the Embers, Notes Ready for Dinner

Da-da-da-da-da—!

The Gatling gun's six barrels spun until they were glowing red.

The ghostly blue muzzle flash almost seared through the night sky.

However.

When the bullets hit the Reaper's body, there was no impact, nor any splash of blood.

Strange grey ripples spread across his surface.

The bullets entered his forehead, chest, and abdomen without resistance, then passed right through while maintaining their original kinetic energy!

Thud thud thud thud!

The concrete wall behind the Reaper was riddled like a sieve.

Yet the man standing at the center of the crossfire didn't even have a ruffled hem.

"How... how the hell are we supposed to fight this?"

The Gatling gun in Lin Keke's hands was still idling, and panic appeared in her heterochromatic eyes for the first time.

"Physical immunity? Is this guy some kind of ghost? This is unscientific!"

"Hahaha! Idiots!"

The few remaining mercenaries hiding under the cars crawled out as if they'd been injected with adrenaline upon seeing this.

"That is Lord Duke's [Ghostly Body]! How could a mortal's weapon possibly harm a god!"

"Forget bullets, even if you used a nuke, you wouldn't scratch a single hair on his head!"

"Brothers! This broad is out of tricks! Charge!"

"Capture the one in the leather suit alive! I'm going to show her the meaning of true cruelty!"

The villains' true colors were fully exposed at this moment.

Relying on their boss's backing, they rushed toward Xia Mo with bloodshot eyes and lecherous expressions.

Whoosh—!!

Just then.

Behind the Reaper, five figures descended like ghosts.

Three men and two women.

All of them surged with tangible energy fluctuations.

One of them, a hunched freak with wings on his back, let out a sharp, eerie laugh.

"She's mine! That ice-type chick is mine!"

He violently flapped his membrane-like wings and dove down!

His speed was pushed to the limit!

His target was Xia Mo, who was stuck in a frozen state!

The freak's claws glowed with a ghastly green poisonous light; if this strike landed, it would surely rip someone's scalp right off!

In the nick of time.

A sharp cry rang out in the center of the battlefield!

Lin Keke tossed aside the Gatling gun and crossed her hands over her chest.

Zzzzt!

Her Cyber-Swordsman leather suit rapidly disintegrated, reforming into countless points of light.

Then, a red-and-gold Amazonian Armor set with a wild aesthetic appeared!

She wore a Starlight Crown, held the Sword of Vulcan, and a round shield engraved with ancient runes was buckled to her left arm!

[Old Dreamer · Limited Form: Amazon Valkyrie]!

"You want to touch my sister? Did you ask me first?!"

Lin Keke's thigh muscles tensed, and she launched forward like a cannonball, intercepting the battlefield!

Boom!

Just a second before the pair of poisonous claws could touch Xia Mo's hair.

A golden round shield slammed hard into the giant bat's face!

"Awooo—!!"

That arrogant bat-freak let out a pig-slaughtering scream, his entire face flattened!

Finally, he crashed through a shop's display window!

After a series of crashing and clattering sounds, there was no movement for a long time!

"Hmph! Not a single one of you can fight!"

Lin Keke maintained her shield-raising posture.

At that moment, though she was only 1.7 meters tall, her aura felt like she was 2.8 meters tall.

She looked back and winked at Chen Du, showing her little canine teeth: "Captain! How was that for protection? This is my highlight moment! Remember to give me a bonus!"

"I will, I definitely will!"

Chen Du's lips curled up slightly.

Though he was smiling, the chill in his eyes grew deeper.

"Hmph, mere parlor tricks."

The Reaper snorted coldly.

He seemed completely indifferent to his subordinate being swatted away, not even glancing at him.

His body drifted forward, defying gravity, hovering half a meter off the ground as he floated straight toward Chen Du.

Along the way, whether it was the lingering gunpowder smoke or the severed limbs on the ground, everything within two meters of him was pushed aside.

He floated until he was ten meters away from Chen Du.

He stopped.

Their gazes collided in the air.

One was high and mighty, wearing a faceless mask like a false god looking down upon all living things.

The other was lazy and casual, his white suit stained with dust, like a tyrant playing in the mortal world.

"Young man."

The Reaper's voice sounded like it had been processed with the friction of sand.

"An S-Rank Talent is indeed stunning. I'm quite fond of this little girl."

He slowly extended his palm.

"Hand over the living divinity vessel."

"Also, leave these two top-tier women behind. My biological lab happens to be short of a few high-quality maternal specimens lately."

"As long as you do as told, I can show mercy and let you crawl out of Blackgold Harbor alive."

"Otherwise..."

His eyes narrowed behind the mask, and the surrounding space began to turn viscous.

A terrifying pressure from the soul level descended like a mountain!

"I wouldn't mind pulling out your soul and turning it into lamp oil!"

Dead silence.

Absolute silence.

Even Lin Keke, standing in front, trembled slightly upon hearing those words.

However.

Chen Du tilted his head slightly and looked at the cigarette about to burn out between his fingertips.

"Phew..."

He slowly exhaled a puff of grey-white smoke, blowing it directly toward the Reaper's mask.

"I thought you were some formidable boss, but it turns out..."

He shook his head with some regret and casually flicked the cigarette butt away.

"You're just a pathetic worm who sacrificed yourself to wandering ghosts and wild spirits."

Before his voice had even faded.

Chen Du's figure abruptly vanished from the spot.

It wasn't through speed.

Instead, his entire being liquefied and merged into the shadow beneath his feet.

In the next instant.

The shadow beside Xia Mo suddenly seethed.

Chen Du appeared silently, as if rising from a pool of ink.

"Chen... Chen Du..."

Xia Mo opened her eyes.

Seeing that familiar face, her nerves relaxed.

Her beautiful eyes were rimmed with red, carrying a hint of frustration and shame.

"I'm sorry... I'm useless... If only I were a bit stronger..."

"Shh."

Chen Du extended an index finger and gently pressed it against her lips.

"Even if you're a goddess, don't say you're useless so easily."

He bent down.

One hand slipped under Xia Mo's long, slender legs,

and the other hand wrapped around her slender waist, which could be held in a single grasp.

He picked up this female goddess of death, who struck terror into her enemies, in a princess carry.

"Two cracked ribs. Just let Ye Qiu take a look when we get back."

golden eyes scanned her body; his tone was calm, but a heart-palpitating violence surged deep within his eyes.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

Xia Mo was stunned for a moment, then a faint blush appeared on her pretty face.

"A little..."

"Bear with it, it'll be better soon."

Chen Du carried her to some clean steps and gently set her down.

Then.

He turned around.

He walked toward the Reaper suspended in mid-air, unbuttoning his cuffs with slow deliberation.

With every step, the shadow beneath his feet surged.

"You said you were going to use them for experiments?"

Chen Du stopped and tilted his head.

He slowly pulled out the lead box from his breast pocket.

Click.

The lid opened.

A mass of dark red evil god embers lay quietly inside.

"That's the living divinity vessel?!"

Seeing this, the Reaper's long-maintained elegance instantly collapsed.

He leaned forward, his voice dripping with unmistakable greed: "Quick! Give it to me! With it, I can..."

"You want it?"

Chen Du smiled.

At this moment, the sacrifice notebook in his mind had gone wild.

[Hungry! Hungry!!]

[It's the flesh and blood of those false gods! A bit disgusting, but very nourishing!]

[Give it to me! Eat it! This half-human, half-ghost thing's texture is as punchy as canned herring!]

"Then... let's feast."

Under the other's horrified gaze.

A burst of red light erupted from Chen Du's palm, directly enveloping the box!

"Sacrifice!"

Buzz—!!!

An indescribable, eerie ripple swept across the scene.

The lead box vanished into air.

"Wha... what?!"

The Reaper froze in mid-air.

"What... what did you do?! Where is my divinity?!"

He rushed forward like a madman, trying to snatch it, but it was too late.

At the same time.

Within Chen Du's sea of consciousness.

That ancient black notebook underwent a world-shaking transformation.

The cover actually began to squirm like a living thing.

The leather stretched, and the patterns twisted.

In the very center of the cover, a crack slowly opened.

It was a mouth.

A grotesque mouth filled with fine, sharp fangs and purplish-black lips!

*Burp—*

The mouth let out a loud belch, exhaling a puff of black smoke.

Immediately following that.

A voice, tinged with a bit of divinity and a bit of arrogance, rang out directly in Chen Du's mind!

[Satisfying!]

[This texture—though a bit like dead rat meat—is compensated by its extreme nourishment!]

The lips on the notebook's cover peeled back in an exaggerated grin, revealing a row of forest-white fangs, as if showing its pleasure to Chen Du:

[Kid, thanks for finding me this supplement... This great one has always believed in equivalent exchange; I never eat for free!]

[I must reward you... prepare to receive my gift!]