The Demon's Menu-Chapter 936: People Always Need to Leave Themselves

Chapter 936 -83: People Always Need to Leave Themselves a Way Out!_2

Chapter 936 -83: People Always Need to Leave Themselves a Way Out!_2

"I don’t want to die yet, so I can only do so much. I hope… Hey, what’s with the sentimentality? What right does a secondary personality like me have to say this? This is all arranged by the main personality.”

Losa11 laughed at himself again.

However, in his heart, he silently added another line.

"May you all… never cease to grow stronger!”

Following that, Losa11 once again felt embarrassed by his own sentimentality.

He lifted his hand and touched the tip of his nose.

Then he leaned back in the chair.

He was waiting for Hera10 to return.

Although he could ask the ‘main personality’ at this time, doing so for such matters would surely irritate the ‘main personality’ with his temperament, and he didn’t want to be erased over such ‘trivial matters.’

So, it was better to quietly wait.

Fortunately, the wait was brief.

Tap, tap, tap!

With firm steps, Hera10 returned.

The expression on her face was even more solemn than before.

She whispered in Losa11’s ear the news she had just learned.

Surprise flickered in Losa11’s eyes.

He sat straight up.

Then, realization dawned on his face.

So this is it!

Is this the outcome you wanted, ‘main personality’?

Is this why you supported me, ‘main personality’?

Because the ‘Hundred Major Families’ would exist in name only, there was naturally no need to care about their attitudes anymore.

Then, can my plan… also be slightly altered?

To give them more opportunities?

With this thought, Losa11 asked the ‘main personality,’ and upon receiving tacit approval, Losa11 straightened up.

He looked around and began to speak with a smile on his face.

"Ladies and gentlemen.”

…

At the end of the river that ferries the Undead, there is a gorge corridor.

Past the gorge corridor is a mountain peak.

The peak soars straight into the sky.

At the top is a palace.

Below the mountain is a deep valley.

From the bottomless depths of the valley, from time to time came the sounds of interrogation and questioning, followed by the wails and pleas of lost souls.

Losa, and Losa1, first glanced at the palace at the top of the mountain.

Then, their gazes turned to the deep valley.

Could my wife (mother) be there?

Thinking that his wife (mother) might be suffering torture in the valley, the expressions of Losa and Losa1, father and son, changed.

Always as calm as a lake, entirely without emotional fluctuations, a sharp killing intent now appeared on Losa.

Sharp as a blade.

Killing intent as cold as a frosty wind.

With its appearance, the clouds in the sky began to roll endlessly, and the ground started to tremble slightly.

Woooo!

A gust of wind howled past.

Mixed with lethal ice and snow.

Losa1 had a look of madness, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curling upwards, and as his gaze fixed on the valley, suddenly, all interrogation and questioning, wailing, and pleas stopped.

Only hysterical screaming remained.

"I’m getting more and more impatient!”

"Can’t wait to twist all your heads off!”

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!”

With a manic laugh, Losa1 shot towards the palace at the mountain’s summit like an arrow.

Losa?

He was even quicker.

When Losa1 reached the palace at the summit, the palace, which was once dark as ink and emanated endless dominion, had already turned into white. It… was frozen.

Nestled there as if it was just a chunk of ice.

Losa looked at the palace with confusion.

Losa1, seeing his puzzled father, felt a reduction in his madness and scrutinized the palace before him closely.

The next moment, Losa1 expressed his surprise with a puzzled exclamation.

"Huh?”

It had been a very long time since anything had surprised Losa1.

But the situation before him was definitely one such thing.

He had been prepared for a battle with the owner of the palace, the legendary ‘Lord of the Underworld,’ ‘Destiny of the Dead,’ ‘protector of the shadows,’ ‘shepherd of the night.’

But…

The opponent was dead.

No!

It wasn’t right to say dead.

The opponent’s body was there, but it was lifelessly performing its duties, like a puppet being manipulated.

No longer any agility, no consciousness.

Even when under attack, the response was by the book.

Even the counterattack was a beat too slow.

Black deathly aura surged towards Losa and Losa1 from all around.

Losa raised his hand.

Such black deathly aura froze instantly.

The figure inside stood still, bewildered.

It seemed not to have anticipated this at all.

It seemed not to know what to do next.

"What’s going on?”

Losa1 looked puzzled.

Losa shook his head, indicating he didn’t know.

And at that moment

Tap, tap, tap!

Suddenly, with the fog rolling and the crisp sound of horse hooves, a dark carriage fell from midair.

The murky-eyed horses glanced at Losa and Losa1, then the carriage door opened directly, and the spirits inside stepped out one by one.

"Pondor? Dorco?”

Seeing many familiar faces appear, Losa1 raised an eyebrow.

But these once glorious ‘fathers’ of the ‘Hundred Major Families’ walked straight toward the frozen palace, completely oblivious to Losa, Losa1.

With every step they took, the story of their lives appeared above their heads.

One of them caught the attention of Losa and Losa1.

It was their Leader.

When the father and son saw the presence hidden behind ‘their’ Leader, a tangible rage surged in their hearts.

"So it was him!”

Losa, grinding his teeth, made a grating sound.