I! Cleaner!-Chapter 984 - 903: Following the Coffin

No! No, no, no!!!

Seeing the ominous black muzzle aimed at himself, and not far from the cold muzzle, Leon's eyes were ten times colder than the muzzle itself, the remaining two bodies of the Six-faced Elephant Deer couldn't help but burn entirely, trying to snatch the last line of hope for themselves.

However, the quality of the firearm in Leon's hand was far too high. The "substrate" used in its forging was a bloody execution targeting forty True Gods, followed by using up more than half of the members of the Slaughter King Association, and the vast stockpile of materials accumulated by the Bureau over many years.

Once an anomaly of this level unfolds, it is equivalent to falling into the truth of the Column God, leaving no room for struggle at all. Even the Six-faced Elephant Deer, standing at the pinnacle of the Realm of the Dead, cannot escape from the shackles.

"Food God!!!"

Seeing that no matter how they struggled, it had no effect, the Six-faced Elephant Deers couldn't help but open their mouths collectively, launching into a hysterical roar as if they were insane.

"Don't push me! Otherwise..."

"Bang!"

Facing the threat of the Six-faced Elephant Deer, Leon's finger didn't hesitate in the slightest, and firmly pulled the trigger of the gun.

The black death-imbued nail pierced through the mouth of the Concealing Master, as it passed through its indistinct head, bringing out a sluice of oily black blood, swiftly freezing into dark ice crystals, which splattered onto the murky red carpet, creating another flower of death.

Along with the death-dealing nail completing its mission, another nail tasked with executing the living came flying from the same direction and position, completely blasting apart the head of the Concealing Master, spilling a layer of steaming blood-red liquid onto the carpet covered with cold black frost.

It's over...

Seeing those black ice crystals stained red with blood, understanding that Leon had made up his mind and would accept no threats, a deep despair surfaced on the face of Kurowa Yellow Worm, who then raised its head and let out a shrill howl.

Under Leon's vigilant gaze, the huge form of Kurowa Yellow Worm instantly shriveled, briefly escaping from the fetters of the execution pile and chain. A bizarre creature, adorned with the trunk of an elephant and the teeth of a deer, sporting six different faces, emerged covered in slime from the mouth of Kurowa Yellow Worm.

Is this the true form of the Six-faced Elephant Deer?

Glancing at the soaking wet gray-furred little beast, and perceiving the scent of death on it, Leon narrowed his eyes, then without hesitation raised his rifle again, aiming at its head.

It doesn't matter, as long as you're still deceased, it's impossible to escape the execution of this rifle, it's just one more time!

However, much to Leon's surprise, the Six-faced Elephant Deer that burrowed out of Kurowa Yellow Worm's body, did not make any resistance against the binding of the execution pile and chain. Instead, it stood still, allowing itself to be bound, while its twelve pupil-less eyes looked at him, full of hatred yet tainted with slight pleasure.

...

"Ah! This time it's really troublesome!"

As Leon frowned at the Six-faced Elephant Deer, trying to understand why it was acting so strangely, a voice full of helplessness suddenly echoed from behind the Scorpio Bureau Chief, who was watching from a distance.

"?!!!"

Seeing when an unknown, rectangular-headed old man, alongside Emma, appeared behind him, Edward, who had just attached his two hands back, couldn't help but be shocked.

"Three?!"

"Don't shout, don't shout!"

Waving his hand to signal him not to be noisy, the third-generation director, looking completely composed and not missing a single hair, gazed solemnly into the distance at the standoff between Leon and the Six-faced Elephant Deer, and said worriedly:

"I didn't expect it to really go all out... Leon is in trouble this time!"

"Third-generation sir?"

Upon hearing the words of the third-generation old man, Emma's expression tightened involuntarily as she hurriedly asked:

"Is Leon in danger?"

"Hmm... I wouldn't say in danger, but if it doesn't go well, Leon might physically survive, but he would be no different than being dead."

How can that be?!!!

Emma's face turned pale at these words, and she hastily grabbed the arm of the third-generation old man.

"Third-generation sir! Could you think of a way..."

"No... you all hold on for a moment!"

Growing more and more confused, with a thousand questions pent up inside, the Scorpio Bureau Chief finally couldn't take it anymore and pursued with bewilderment:

"Weren't you supposed to be taken out by the Six-faced Elephant Deer? How are you here? And she wasn't supposed to go to the present world with that coffin, so why..."

"Tsk..."

Glancing back at the Scorpio Bureau Chief, knowing that he had to clarify the situation, the third-generation old man said with disdain:

"Didn't Leon already say? The coffin you sent away was empty, so of course, this young girl wasn't inside it.

As for why I'm here... the coffin in which they lay cuddled up, that's the one I used when I died back then, and a lingering obsession of mine before death can naturally appear wherever the coffin is."

"But how could your coffin..."

"Fool, the strength of Leon's soul has already matched or surpassed ordinary True Gods, besides my coffin, which 'Great Sage's' coffin could basically repair his soul trauma within a few hours? Use your head!"

"..."

"And I didn't avoid death to hide away, okay!"

As if suddenly recalling something, the third-generation old man glanced warily at Edward, then hastily explained:

"I originally just wanted to forge a few more things, and when such a powerful item was made, if I got killed before even seeing its effect, my life would be too pitiful... wouldn't you agree?"

"I..."

"Enough, stop talking, I've got serious matters here!"

Signaling Edward to shut up, the third-generation old man tugged at his somewhat loose trousers, then glanced at Emma, who had an anxious look on her face, sighed, and said meaningfully:

"Little girl~ your man is now in trouble, if there's a way to help him, but it requires sacrificing yourself... what do you say?"

What do I say?

Emma was momentarily stunned, and after looking at the expression of the third-generation old man, a look of realization came over her eyes.

"Third-generation sir, there's no need to test my thoughts."

Seeing through the rectangular-headed old man's guise directly, and vaguely guessing his intention, Emma bit her lip, her expression momentarily dazed, as if seeing the image of her daughter crying and waiting for her to return home.

But after lifting her head and looking afar, seeing the silhouette coalescing the fourth bullet and aiming at the Six-faced Elephant Deer, Emma ultimately took a deep breath, her fair hands clenched tightly.

"If Leon is in danger, please tell me what to do and hurry up about it!"