The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 514 - 403 This God Does Not Walk in Peace

Chapter 514: Chapter 403 This God Does Not Walk in Peace

"At this moment, are you not jesting?"

Liu Zheng said to the heavily beaten Shao Yan Guna.

The voice came from the mouth that had been flattened like a pancake.

"Mortal, you do not understand. Even if you kill me here, I will not die."

Shao Yan Guna said.

"Then what are you afraid of?"

Liu Zheng curled his lip and said.

"Being defeated by a mortal would utterly disgrace me, and a new Divine Body also takes time to form. During this period, I cannot go out or enjoy the pleasures of the mortal world, which is more painful than death itself."

"And once I form a new Divine Body, I will spare no cost, even if it means spending all my accumulated wealth and Divine Power, to avenge this day."

"But if you spare me, I will swear an oath not to seek revenge and I will also grant you a substantial fortune."

Shao Yan Guna said.

"I see, how long will it take for your Divine Body to form?"

He asked.

"I am the god of healing, it takes about ten years to form a Divine Body."

Shao Yan Guna said proudly.

Ten years, even for mortals, is but a flick of the fingers.

After all, with the average lifespan of Metropolis residents, not living to over a hundred is generally not due to natural causes.

"Oh."

Liu Zheng, expressionless, stamped his hoof down and ground it a couple of times.

Now Shao Yan Guna was completely unable to speak.

Ten years, if he could stay in the Metropolis for ten years, not just Shao Yan but even his father the High Emperor Spirit would be within reach.

Of course, it’s possible the system is messing with him, sending him directly to Metropolis ten years later in the next instance.

Then Liu Zheng might as well lie down and wait for death, since the system has plenty of ways to mess with him; if not Shao Yan, then Peacock, Mr. Li, Demon, and others.

He plunged the knife into Shao Yan’s heart, stirring it into mush.

Another stab, chopped into Shao Yan’s neck.

"Oh, the neck is quite tough."

Feeling the resistance the knife edge met, Liu Zheng arched his eyebrows.

If it was before, he might have been worried for a moment, but now...

All of Shao Yan’s struggles only added to his pain.

Liu Zheng bit down on the Slaughter Knife, swinging it back and forth with his hooves.

The grating sound of metal scraping against glass incessantly rang out, as the serrated edge of the Slaughter Knife continuously burrowed deeper into Shao Yan’s neck.

"Ha ha!"

Finally, with a burst of speed, Shao Yan’s head fell off.

"Ahhhh!"

Shao Yan let out a terrifying howl, and the bright red blood quickly turned into black sludge.

"Mortal, I will not let you go! When I return to the mortal world, you shall pay for today’s sins!"

He glared fiercely at Liu Zheng, cursing loudly.

After finishing, His body also began to decompose like the blood.

"Letting you live, that would indeed be sinful."

Liu Zheng originally intended to just leave, but on a whim, he picked up Shao Yan’s head with the Slaughter Knife and dropped it into the Legendary Takeout Box.

He peeked inside, and the head actually stopped decomposing.

"Not bad, not bad. Now it’s time to firmly strike a blow at Napoleon."

He smiled contentedly.

The head of a god from all directions, surely it’s worth a perfect grade ingredient?

And since this wasn’t acquired on an official errand, White Feather Chicken better not think he can get away with just some good wine or a chef’s knife.

Of course, if another bottle of Vlad III or that "Gluttony" chef’s knife is given, it wouldn’t be unacceptable either.

"Hehe."

Liu Zheng slurped his saliva.

With a stamp of his hooves, his body leaped out of the deep pit.

Looking at the scattered corpses, Liu Zheng sighed, his gaze searching the room, and sure enough found a stack of wine jars.

The material these wine jars were made from was unknown, they remained intact despite the aftermath of the recent fight.

He poured the fine wine over the bodies of the attendants, scraped the gilded carvings on the pillars with the Slaughter Knife, and a trail of sparks fell softly.

The next second, flames rose fiercely.

The spacious room was filled with the scent of wine and the odor of burning.

"Thank goodness I didn’t choose customer service back then."

Liu Zheng suddenly thought.

With his personality, maybe there would be a way out in the kitchen, but going to customer service would be dead certain.

Though he has always been clever in his dealings, able to manage both sides, and called a Succubus by Niu Ma, it was all due to his artful use of language and entangled interests.

If Liu Zheng had to please clients like these attendants, he couldn’t do it.

Couldn’t do it, and the result would be like these attendants, or even worse.

Fortunately, Niu Ma isn’t interested in men.

Liu Zheng looked down between his hind hooves and couldn’t help but shiver.

After handling the aftermath, he began contemplating his next action.

The duration of the Cos costume had less than an hour left, the duration of the Legendary Underwear less than thirty minutes.

Considering that the incomplete form of Niu Ma is not strong enough to run unchecked in the Hundred Ghosts Bathhouse, he either had to transform back into Ren He and continue undercover in the bathhouse, biding his time to save others.

Or use the remaining less than thirty minutes to make a direct hard grab.

After thinking for less than three seconds, Liu Zheng made his decision.

Direct hard grab.

He had played both his trump cards, just to kill a stupid god; that would be too much of a loss.

But a hard grab also had to abide by the basic laws, Hundred Ghosts Bathhouse was not afraid of a single God, but the gods contracted with Bathhouse Street.

And it wasn’t the Hundred Ghosts Bathhouse that imprisoned Seiko but Granny Tang.

Even if Granny Tang couldn’t beat Liu Zheng, if she brazenly ran away, Liu Zheng would be in trouble.