Chapter 892 The First Death

really……

After listening to the faceless man's words, all the masters of the death world couldn't help but nodded one after another, which seemed to agree with the judgment made by the faceless man.

Before today, not many people among the Lords of Death had come into contact with Leon. At most, they only knew that there was such a crazy cleaner.

But after witnessing his action of using a "living person" to resist the [Blood of the Dead], the Lords of the Death World, who had only heard about it before, finally realized what the "God of Cookery" actually represented.

If given the right opportunity, he would really kill him!

After recalling the way Leon looked at himself and others before, the masters of the death world couldn't help but look at each other, and saw deep fear in their eyes.

The way the God of Cookery looked at him and others was very... strange.

There was neither fear nor disgust, not even much hostility, but it just made people feel numb... If I had to describe it, the way the God of Cookery looked at him and the others looked like he was looking at pieces. A large boulder blocking the way forward.

If you can't move it, you can take a detour; but if you can move it...

…

"You're all here."

Just as the expressions of the masters of the death realm gradually turned firm, a hoarse voice with a hint of anger came from under their feet, and then, a small earth bag suddenly arched up on the pale land on both sides of the frozen river.

In the slightly embarrassed expressions of the Lords of the Death World, a man who was condensed from the white soil of the forest crawled out of the earth bag naked and looked around at the Lords of the Death World standing under the glacier, with a somewhat expression on his face. He asked unattractively:

"So you have made a decision and are ready to open the [Frozen River]?"

"grown ups!"

"The First Dead Lord!"

"Sir...I'm sorry..."

After seeing the man condensed from the soil, all the masters of the death world lowered their heads one after another and took the initiative to say hello with respectful expressions. The clay man waved his hands to indicate that there was no need to be polite, and then looked up at the man in front of him who was piercing the clouds. The huge glacier said with a complicated expression:

"Don't call me sir, I just died earlier than you, but I can't afford to call you sir... Faceless Man, what are you going to do?"

"The First Dead Lord."

After saluting respectfully again, the faceless man bowed his head apologetically and said:

"I am going to open the [Frozen Coffin River], open the coffin where your body was originally stored, cut out one-third of the flesh and blood from your body, break off six pairs of your ribs, and take away half of your heart. Use the remaining materials from your coffin to seal these things and bury them outside the Sage Cemetery in advance.

After the people from the cleanup bureau step out, we will take action separately to destroy this part of your body in one go, spread all the [death] accumulated inside, and freeze all the people from the cleanup bureau. "

"hehe."

After hearing what the faceless man said, the naked clay man couldn't help but sneer.

"You were kind enough to leave some for me."

"grown ups."

After opening his mouth to respond, the faceless man bowed and explained:

"It was you who ground your own spine to make bricks and laid the path of no return piece by piece. That's why we are where we are today. Our respect for you is true. If there was nothing we could do, we would I don’t want to either…”

"Is there really no way?"

After interrupting the faceless man's words, the first deceased person, who had an ordinary appearance and figure and only a pair of eyes that exuded a strange look, asked with an unkind expression:

"The Cleanup Bureau's requirement for the Death World is to be able to operate stably. If it is not really aware of the threat, it will not attack you casually. So which side is helpless?"

"..."

"Okay, don't say any more unnecessary words like this."

After waving his hand to indicate that the faceless man did not need to explain any more, the first deceased person said with annoyance in his eyes:

"I oppose your decision! I left my body in the first place so that I could have materials to repair it when the point of no return was damaged, not to do this kind of thing for you!"

"Sir, you should think about it again."

The faceless man did not speak, but Granny Crow Eyes blinked her eyes and begged in a sharp voice:

"You don't know the situation. It's us who are forced to a dead end now. If we can't severely damage the cleanup bureau this time and catch the God of Cookery, I'm afraid it won't take a hundred years for you to never see us again. Some of us In a sense, he is your child, can you really bear to see this happen? "

After hearing what Granny Crow Eyes said, the clay man couldn't help but hesitated for a moment, then shook his head again and said:

"No, if we lose you, the Cleanup Bureau Chief said that we will need to send ten more true god cleaners to take your place perfectly. This price is something they cannot bear.

When humanity was the most powerful, the Cleanup Bureau didn't do this, and it certainly won't do it now, so as long as you talk with sincerity and promise not to harm the world again..."

"grown ups!"

After interrupting the first deceased's words, an old man with a lantern hiding in the shadows walked out slowly, hunched over his old body and said:

"We don't want to place our own safety on the kindness of human beings... In addition, human beings, in their short and humble life, cannot keep their promises forever."

There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!

After glancing at the frost-covered back of the mountain patrol girl, the old man with the lantern slowly straightened his back and said with a calm expression:

"Even if the current Cleanup Bureau can agree to negotiate with us, the same may not be true for the Cleanup Bureau controlled by the God of Cookery in a few decades. With his style, there is a high probability that he will choose to kill everyone.

And even if the God of Cookery changes his mind and chooses to live in peace with us, there will be three new generations of directors in the future, and even a new God of Cookery. Who can guarantee that they will continue to keep their promises? "

"This is not the same thing!"

The first deceased person couldn't help frowning when he heard this:

"There is no need for the Cleanup Bureau to attack the Death Realm, and in the past few thousand years, although many generations of directors and directors have changed, they have all abided by the agreement. It was you who broke the agreement first!

The so-called worry that humans will break their promises is nothing more than an excuse for you to get rid of the body of the dead and get involved in the living world again! No matter what you say, I will never agree to you using my body! "

"The First Dead Lord."

After calling out, the faceless man, who had been silent since the beginning, spoke again:

"Your body...does it really belong to you?"

"What do you mean by this!"

"What I mean is, if it were the original time, your body would naturally belong to you, but your body remained in the [Frozen Coffin River], soaked in the purest death in the dead world for countless years, and left behind The mark that belongs to us can be regarded as the common 'property' of the entire dead world."

"you?!"

"The First Dead Lord."

In the mud man's angry and disappointed eyes, the faceless man raised his head and looked straight at him, and said expressionlessly:

"The 'property' of the entire Death Realm should be used when it is necessary to protect the entire Death Realm, so please don't do unnecessary things.

Finally, although I respect you from the bottom of my heart, if you choose to side with humans and the Cleanup Bureau and refuse to hand over your body...then we can only say sorry! "