Chapter 910 Execution

The thing left by the third director... the abnormal object that can threaten me?

Looking at the bright red gun that Leon pulled out of the cauldron, which was made up of dozens of miniature twisted god corpses, and looking at the faces of the true gods that were slowly moving on the gun barrel and seemed not to have died yet, he felt the incomparably heavy unwillingness and resentment.

The faceless man felt that his limbs and bones were all seized by a strange chill. Even when he was desperately moving forward in the frozen coffin river and was eroded by the purest death, the chill was not as terrifying as the spear in front of him.

Will die... will be ended!

It was like a hare meeting a hound, or an antelope smelling a beast. A strange sense of enlightenment like encountering a natural enemy, accompanied by fear, instantly dominated the mind of the six-faced elephant deer, and even the eight masters of the dead world who were assimilated or devoured by him began to tremble uncontrollably.

Even if the road to the living world has come to the last step, as long as he defeats the God of Food in front of him, he can fulfill his long-cherished wish for thousands of years and return to that world full of vitality.

But an intuition from the deepest part of his soul is frantically warning the six-faced elephant deer from the deepest part of death... As long as he takes one more step forward, everything he has gained so far will be completely annihilated!

Run! Must run!

After confirming that this is the only way to survive, the six-faced elephant deer instantly reached a consensus with all the masters of the dead world in his body, and the remaining four bodies turned their heads and fled, not even daring to look back.

However, Leon, who had made all the preparations, had already placed this spear that gathered half of the essence of the King of Killing on his shoulder in a standard shooting posture.

"Shua!"

Accompanied by a strange sound like a cloth unfolding, the dark carpet stained with blood, like a shadow cast by some extremely huge thing on the ground, spread out on the pale ground of the dead world, and in a flash arrived at the feet of the fleeing six-faced elephant deer.

Then, the remaining four clones of the six-faced elephant deer felt that the whole world suddenly began to move backwards at a high speed. The bodies that had run away for an unknown distance were forcibly pulled back by the dark red carpet under their feet and reappeared at the starting position.

What made the six-faced elephant deer even more terrified was that several ropes that seemed very fragile but were so powerful that they could not resist them directly tied their limbs and tied their struggling bodies to a wooden stake stained with blood and unknown yellow and white stains...

The execution of the dead was about to begin.

After glancing at the faceless man with despair in his eyes, Leon moved the muzzle of the gun slightly and aimed it at its forehead. Then, he endured the pain of almost exploding his head and grabbed a dry and thin finger that was dried by the wind.

As Leon's finger touched the "trigger", the full feeling in his soul that almost swelled him to death faded half in an instant, turning into a nail full of death, quietly stuck in the gun barrel, and then disappeared instantly with the sound of the "trigger"!

"Bang!!!"

In the extremely shocked eyes of Director Scorpio, a big hole suddenly appeared between the eyebrows of the faceless man tied to the stake, and the strong and unimaginable breath of death gushed out from the back of his head, splashing a large piece of black ice crystals on the carpet soaked in blood plasma.

What shocked him even more was that after being shot in the head by Leon, the faceless man tied to the stake not only did not die, but instead, like a sponge that had been drained of "water", exuded a strange smell that he was extremely familiar with...

That was the smell of the living!

I... I'm alive? I'm alive!

With eyes full of confusion and astonishment, after looking at his body that was no longer cold but had regained its temperature, the faceless man suddenly understood the effect of the gun.

The only thing that could make him, who was standing at the top of the dead, feel fear from the bottom of his heart and instinctively think that he could not "beat" was naturally life! So this was a gun that could revive the dead...

"Bang!"

After filling the gun with a real nail and shooting the faceless man's head off, Leon didn't even look at his corpse with ecstasy on his face, but directly turned the muzzle and aimed at the carver tied next to the faceless man.

"No!"

After understanding what Leon was going to do, the six-faced elephant deer who had just shown joy suddenly showed unparalleled fear in their eyes.

The effect of this abnormal object forged by the third generation director was not to kill himself, but to directly kill "death" itself and knock death out of the body of the dead!

After completely "killing" himself and turning into a living person, he would become a completely ordinary person without the power of death. Then the God of Food would completely kill his new self the moment he was resurrected!

"You can't do this to me!!!"

Looking at the muzzle of the gun pointed at him, the engraver, whose mind was diluted and regained most of his rationality, couldn't help but struggled madly, roaring with bloodshot eyes:

"Since you can do this, why didn't you say it earlier! If you resurrect me and then go to the present world, I can do it..."

"Bang! Bang!"

One shot to live, one shot to die, like a dragonfly skimming the water, he fired two shots in a row, and after sending away the engraver with a hideous face, Leon couldn't help but let out a long breath, and then turned the muzzle of the gun expressionlessly and aimed it at the face-masking master next to the engraver's body.

Don't shout, it's impossible.

Looking at the face-reducing master who was struggling desperately and screaming at him, Leon couldn't help but close his eyes slightly, then reached out and touched the silver cutting dagger, turning it into a three-headed black dog again, and controlled it to run towards the body of the faceless man and the carver.

No mistakes, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

This abnormal object created by the third-generation old man combined with my ability has the effect of "shooting out" death, but this effect requires "ammunition" first. The bullets turned into a dead pillar god after being swallowed can just capture and "kill" a dead pillar god level.

So the ammunition consumed by my two shots is actually you yourself. It was the people who stayed in the dead world who tried their best to completely kill your two clones, which gave me the opportunity to swallow these two "bullets"!

As for communicating with you in advance, it is even more impossible. Not to mention whether you are willing to give up your power and eternal life and resurrect as a human who can only live for more than a hundred years, you who have the absolute upper hand and can return to the world will not accept this "half-price" proposal.

Moreover, you and all the dead world masters assimilated by you still owe a blood debt to our Cleanup Bureau and even the entire human race, and blood debts can only be paid with blood!

"Click!"

After the three-headed evil dog swallowed the dead carver and the faceless man, and licked the black ice crystals on the execution platform, a new black nail appeared in the gun chamber, and Leon's fingertips tightened the trigger in his hand again.

"Goodbye."