Damn it... Are you treating me as a public message board? Any god can just scribble on me?

The dog language translated by Capricorn was quite shocking. Leon, who had no interest in becoming a forum for wild True Gods, hurriedly asked:

"Lord Capricorn, can you purify all these things off me?"

"This is already the result after purification."

"?"

"You know, the Source God Platform is a place that 'imprints' powers onto the world, so the Source God's Language is like words written directly onto the world itself, which makes it hard to erase.

Generally speaking, either the corresponding power collapses completely, or you die and jump off the Cliff of the End in the Realm of the Dead to return to the world's origin, otherwise, this stuff will always be there."

Capricorn shrugged and said:

"These too 'essential' things aren't something that the Abnormal Purification Secret Technique of Capricorn Palace can do much about. I can only help remove the curse and tracking marks, but as for the stuff True Gods wrote on you, there's nothing I can do."

"..."

Faced with Capricorn's helpless look, Leon couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

So when I directly combat True Gods, as soon as they activate their powers, they can see the colorful messages on me? The style of this is just too damn abstract, isn't it?

"Actually, you might want to think positively. This doesn't necessarily have to be a bad thing."

With Leon's somewhat awkward expression, Capricorn grinned and said:

"Apart from those rather amusing messages, most of the Source God's Language on you consists of warnings and reminders, telling other True Gods to run immediately upon seeing you, and not to have any illusions.

From what I understand of True Gods, except for those individuals whose powers have been polluted and have lost their sanity, most True Gods will probably tremble inside upon seeing you now, making it hard to perform to their full capabilities.

Some particularly cautious True Gods might even follow the advice and turn tail immediately. It seems that without stacking ten or eight together, ordinary True Gods might already be afraid to take action against you."

Running away upon seeing me, significantly weakened powers, not daring to take action without gathering ten or eight... Isn't this the ability of the [Slaughterer of the Gods]? So their strength diminishes because they see the messages on me!

Raising his hand and opening the badge panel, after glancing at the slot with [Slaughterer of the Gods], Leon couldn't help but frown:

"But this can't be considered a good thing, can it?"

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Capricorn was momentarily stunned, then asked back with a surprised look:

"Why do you say that?"

"Because they'll run."

Looking at the current weakened effect which only stacks up to 39%, needing sixty-one more True Gods to be full, Leon's brow tightened even further as he anxiously replied:

"If True Gods run away at the sight of me, wouldn't it be even harder for me to catch them? (When will I be able to stack up the [Slaughterer of the Gods]?)"

"..."

Are you... listening to yourself?

Looking at Leon's matter-of-fact expression, Capricorn couldn't help but be momentarily dazed, feeling as if something strange had entered his mind, faintly reminiscent of when he first arrived at Heavenly Mountain thirty years ago and communicated with polluted divine creatures for the first time.

After a while, shaking his head vigorously to shake out this strange feeling of "being polluted," Capricorn paused his almost uninterrupted talking from the start, unusually silent for a moment, then suddenly asked:

"Aquarius, are you interested in learning the secret technique of Capricorn Palace?"

"Huh?"

"I actually know you have an interest in the secret techniques of Capricorn Palace, but I haven't mentioned it before because I felt you might not be suitable for learning the [Abnormal Purification] secret technique."

In Leon's somewhat surprised expression, Capricorn explained:

"Unlike a few others in the thirteen secret techniques, learning the [Abnormal Purification] technique requires not only talent but also an additional prerequisite, which is to have a pure mind, firm principles, and preferably a high moral sense.

Because purification requires a standard, and often this standard is the caster themselves, so if one's self is too 'corrupt' and 'conflicted', it is impossible to purify others, and the traits you've shown in the board meeting... um... feel mismatched with this standard."

"..."

You could've just said it bluntly!

Faced with Capricorn's direct and open disdain, implying that he's too dark-hearted, without principles, and immoral, Leon's face darkened in response, then he asked back:

"So how about now? Do I meet the standard now?"

"Should be close enough... I guess?"

Capricorn lifted his eyelids, then somewhat uncertainly said:

"Capricorn Palace's [Abnormal Purification] secret technique requires a strong demand for one's quality, but this requirement doesn't necessarily have to be positive, and the evaluation standard is highly subjective.

To put it simply, even if you don't have a 'broad' moral view, if you have a strong 'narrow moral view,' confidently believing you're doing the right thing, with no mental burden about it, you might be able to learn it."

"..."

Rendered speechless by Capricorn's evaluation, Leon remained silent for a moment, then summarised awkwardly:

"My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror; all that I do is for righteousness?"

"More or less."

Hearing this, Capricorn's eyes lit up, and he nodded with a grin, saying:

"Though the wording is a bit odd, it does convey the meaning, and since you've summarized it like this, you probably have the talent for this secret technique... So, do you want to learn it?"

"Yes!"

Of course I do! If I don't learn it, wouldn't the scolding be for nothing?

...

As Leon marked down the matter of Capricorn's direct verbal barbs for later, following him back to Capricorn Palace to start learning the secret technique, a thick plume of water vapor quietly rose on Zhanhuai Mountain in the depths of the Realm of the Dead.

"Everyone, I come bearing bad news."

Stepping out from the thick water vapor, encircled by dense fog, the [Flesh Female Deer], under the scrutiny of pairs of strange eyeballs, spoke with an unpleasant expression:

"The Slaughter King Association has suffered heavy losses, and the newly promoted vice president Robin has expressly chosen to withdraw, making it difficult for us to receive any further support from them."

"Caw... Caw!"

As the words of Flesh Female Deer fell, several hoarse crow calls echoed, and an old hunchbacked woman in a black robe waved her hand to dispel the water vapor around her, then with blood-red crow eyes, in a dissatisfied tone questioned:

"What you told us before wasn't like this! You said the Cleanup Bureau has been pushed to the brink, and the protection of the Watcher's Palace would soon be broken! Also, wasn't the plan of the Slaughter King Association already mostly successful, just steps away from completion? Why are they holding back at a time like this?"

"They... might have been scared off."

Upon hearing this, Flesh Female Deer paused momentarily, then replied with a helpless expression:

"Losing 40% of their manpower is actually manageable. As long as the corresponding powers exist, new True Gods will always emerge, but their spirit seems to have been shattered by the Food God... When I mentioned that name in the meeting, I noticed many people involuntarily trembling."