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91: Chapter 91 Death on the Face? Sorry, how about the Underworld’s organizational structure?Swoosh!

As the red light finally dissipated.

Everyone suddenly widened their eyes.

They saw that on the other side of the arena, a grand armchair had appeared out of nowhere.

Sitting brazenly on the chair was a person.

No, to be precise, a god.

But this god’s appearance was truly an eyesore; one could even say... it was earth-shatteringly ugly.

He wore a bright red official robe, embroidered not with auspicious clouds or Auspicious Beast, but with bared-fanged, claw-wielding bats.

He wore a black gauze cap on his head, but its wings were slanted, one high and one low.

The most terrifying thing was his face.

It was as black as the bottom of a pot, covered in fat, with a bushy beard bristling like iron spikes. His round eyes were wide as copper bells, flashing with a cold light even more ferocious than a demon’s.

At this moment, this gentleman was sitting with his legs crossed, one foot bare, his large, naked foot stepping unrestrainedly onto the arena floor.

In one hand, he was clutching a translucent little ghost grabbed from who knows where, crunching off half its head like it was a radish.

He chewed it with great relish.

”Is this... God of Exorcism?!”

Old Daoist Priest stood up abruptly, his beard trembling with excitement. ”The Red-Robed Judge! The True Monarch of Exorcism! My god, did Little Su summon this gentleman?!”

”Is God of Exorcism a good fighter?” a young person who didn’t understand the weight of God of Exorcism asked, confused.

”Of course he is.” Old Daoist Priest said, feeling frustrated by their ignorance. ”Let me put it this way: if Wu Song fights Mortal beasts, then this gentleman specializes in eating ghosts from Hell. In his eyes, there is no such thing as a God of Death, only whether it can be eaten and whether it’s crunchy.”

Turning the perspective back to the arena.

Thanatos was clearly baffled by this sudden appearance of the ugly ghost in the red robe.

As the Western God of Death, he had seen countless hideous undead and the three-headed dog of Hell, but he had never seen such a... uniquely featured existence.

Especially the aura emanating from the opponent.

It was neither Divine Power nor magic.

It was a kind of extremely overbearing ”official authority.”

It was as if... he was a street vendor who had suddenly encountered the captain of the city management team.

”Who are you?” Thanatos instinctively became vigilant, gripping the rusted scythe in his hand, the gray Death Qi behind him surging like a tide. ”I am the agent of death, the end of life...”

”Alright, alright, stop the noise! You’re giving me a headache!”

God of Exorcism waved his greasy hand impatiently, interrupting the God of Death’s chanting like he was shooing away a fly. He tilted his head, swallowed the rest of the little ghost, smacked his lips in lingering aftertaste, and then wiped his hand casually on his red robe.

Accompanied by the creaking of the armchair, he stood up.

With this movement, a black-red Evil Qi soared into the sky. He was over two meters tall, like a moving iron tower, his broad shoulders seemingly capable of carrying two mountains.

God of Exorcism stared with his copper-bell-sized eyes, looking Thanatos up and down. His gaze finally settled on the rusted scythe, and he snorted two streams of white air from his nostrils.

”Hmph, how shabby.”

God of Exorcism curled his lips in disdain. ”Tattered clothes, a rusted weapon; how dare you call yourself a Soul-reaper with such a shabby appearance? You are a complete disgrace to the Underworld!”

As he spoke, he fished a crumpled ledger from his robe, took out a bald judge’s brush, and licked the tip with his tongue.

”Name?” God of Exorcism asked without raising his head.

Thanatos: ”...”

”I’m asking you a question!” God of Exorcism glared, and a tangible burst of Evil Qi erupted, directly scattering the Death Qi around Thanatos by three meters. ”Name! Place of origin! Where did you die! Do you have a Fengdu travel permit? Do you have an arrest warrant?”

This series of Soul-searching questions left global viewers dumbfounded.

Was this a battle? Or a census check?

Thanatos finally became angry.

He was the God of Death! The Incarnation of rules that made humans tremble! He was not a suspect coming to a local police station to give a statement!

”Mortal false god, you are too presumptuous!” Thanatos let out a sharp scream, the ghostly blue fire in his eye sockets instantly flaring up. He swung the rusted scythe in his hand, drawing a semicircle.

”Death Harvest!”

This strike had no earth-shattering blade light, nor the sharpness to tear through space. What it unleashed was an unavoidable strike of Karma.

In the rules of Western mythology, as long as the scythe swings, it means the target’s ”lifeline” is forcibly severed. No matter if you are a god or a demon, as long as you have the concept of life, this strike is guaranteed to kill.

The gray ripple instantly passed through God of Exorcism’s body.

The hearts of the Dragon Summer citizens jumped into their throats, and many even gasped aloud.

However.

One second passed, two seconds passed.

God of Exorcism was still standing in place, even reaching out to nonchalantly pick his nose and flicking away a black object.

The Karma attack, capable of causing a main god to fall, landed on God of Exorcism as if it were a gentle breeze blowing over a hillside, not even stirring the hem of his red robe.

”This...” The blue fire in Thanatos’s eyes jumped violently, and a trace of panic finally appeared in his voice. ”Impossible! Your lifeline was clearly severed by me...”

”You were trying to cut my lifeline just now?” God of Exorcism seemed to have just realized, pausing his movements.

Immediately after, a burst of wild, unbridled laughter rang out across the world.

”Hahahaha! What an absolute farce!”

He pointed at Thanatos, laughing until he bent over. His ugly face scrunched up, looking even more ferocious and terrifying. ”You’re talking to me about lifelines? I am a Jinshi from the Zhongnan Mountains of the Great Tang Dynasty’s military examination. I once struck a pillar in the Golden Hall and died once already! I am already a ghost! Since I have no life, how can I die? How dare you try to kill me?!”

”And another thing...”

God of Exorcism’s laughter stopped abruptly. In an instant, the world changed color.

His face sank instantly. The previous air of mockery and laughter vanished, replaced by a terrifying pressure a hundred times greater than before. The pressure was like Mount Tai pressing down, making the space of the entire arena groan under the unbearable weight.

”On my turf, if King Yama hasn’t crossed off a name in the Book of Life and Death, who dares to die?!”

”And if the name is crossed off in the Book of Life and Death, who dares to live?!”

”You, a tiny barbarian from a foreign land, think you can disrupt the rules of my Hell with a broken scythe?”

God of Exorcism took a step forward.

This step shrank the distance, and he appeared directly in front of Thanatos.

Thanatos was shocked, instinctively wanting to retreat, his body turning into void to escape.

But in front of God of Exorcism’s ”Ghost Eyes” that could see through Yin and Yang, all invisibility was just a decoration.

”Running away?” God of Exorcism sneered, a large, hairy hand suddenly reaching out.

The hand rapidly enlarged in the air, its palm seeming to contain a pitch-black vortex, carrying an irresistible suction force. Whatever space rules or spiritual body voidification there were, they all failed under this grab.

Slap!

A crisp sound rang out.

The Western God of Death, who had been full of arrogance and high-and-mighty just a moment ago, was directly grabbed by the throat by God of Exorcism, dragged out of the Void Realm like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

Thanatos’s black robe, symbolizing mystery and death, trembled under God of Exorcism’s large hand. The terrifying Death Qi around him was shattered by the overbearing Evil Qi on God of Exorcism, like residual snow encountering the scorching sun.

Thanatos struggled desperately, grabbing God of Exorcism’s wrist, his eyes full of disbelief. ”I am a concept! I am a rule! How can you possibly touch my true form!”

”Concept, my ass!” God of Exorcism spat. ”In my eyes, you’re just a nameless, homeless wandering ghost!”

”And furthermore...”

God of Exorcism leaned his large black face close to Thanatos, taking a deep breath, like a gourmet smelling a peerless delicacy. His Adam’s apple rolled up and down violently, making a chilling swallowing sound.

”Gulp.”

”Hmm... this smell... it’s a bit like aged Xiangxi cured meat, with a bit of fermented sourness.”

God of Exorcism extended his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, revealing a mouthful of jagged fangs.

”Although you’re a bit ugly, this Soul is quite plump and delicious.”

”Since you’re here, don’t leave.”

”It just so happens I didn’t get my fill of little ghosts earlier; I’ll use you to fill the gap!”