Chapter 296

“This is crazy. I need to get out of here!”

Although Duke Gogon’s proposal couldn’t be called the best, it was at least the most reasonable. The Death God had already found them, and there was no way to defeat it.

So, for now, they had no choice but to play along and buy some time. If they had wanted to choose a better method, like running away, they should have done it earlier. It was already too late.

“Quick, open the door! Aaaah!”

“That door needs to be pulled open…”

The people who had been banging on the door and making a fuss realized that the door hadn’t been locked in the first place and awkwardly pulled it open.

They stopped and took a deep breath. Outside the door was only darkness. Pitch-black darkness. If they opened their eyes, they would know that this place was definitely not the mortal world.

If they had the courage, they would gladly step into that darkness,

But if they had that kind of courage, wouldn’t they have tried to escape from here in the first place?

No one wanted to test what would happen if they threw themselves into that writhing darkness. It was clearly a dangerous space.

-Let’s play.

A voice whispered in their ears, and when they turned around in shock, a half-formed lump of flesh was sitting on their shoulder, smiling.

The sight was enough to make their blood run cold, and the people hesitantly closed the door. They instinctively knew there was no way to escape now.

They screamed for help, but no one came,

The lingering resentment of the children who had died,

Their cries,

Had turned into a curse, trapping them here and forcing them to wander the mortal world…

-Let’s play together.

This giggling Death God held no grudge against the people here. If anything, it was strange that it was here at all. But if it only came when there was a grudge, it wouldn’t be a Death God.

Just as the undead blindly hate all living things, the Death God hates the emotion of happiness. It hates those who enjoy what it could never have, what it was never blessed with.

But just as the undead, while hating the warmth of life, still secretly crave it,

The Death God also hates happiness, but in truth, it desires it to some extent.

It’s just that happiness is not within its grasp, so it has no choice but to hate it.

Its desire to join this seemingly joyful gathering and play along was also to fulfill one of the wishes it had as a brutally trampled child. But while it yearns for happiness, it no longer has a body capable of grasping it. The Death God is not a being that can laugh, chatter, and enjoy itself with people.

The once lively party venue was now filled with silence and stillness. The musicians tried to liven things up with trembling hands, but it was futile.

So, there was no fun like before. Even when people laughed, it wasn’t genuine laughter, and instead of joy, it felt like walking through a thorny path. The party was completely ruined, and there was no hope of recovery.

What should they do? Suggest a game of hide-and-seek? Or tag? But if they were caught by the seeker, wouldn’t their next destination be the underworld?

“This is no fun.”

They tried suggesting card games or board games, but the Death God was essentially a child. It easily got bored with complex and tedious things and lost interest.

As the child’s expression grew gloomier, the Death God, a being straddling the line between humans and darkness, leaned closer to the darkness. A sinister feeling began to spread, and the atmosphere grew heavier.

With everyone holding their breath and keeping their mouths shut, how could such a place be enjoyable? At this moment, Duke Gogon, the host, stood up on trembling legs. With his years of experience, he wasn’t so incompetent as to sit still and wait for death in a situation like this.

“Then let’s go somewhere more fun!”

Presumably, if the child were to show complete disappointment,

Then the people here might not live to see the sun rise tomorrow.

So, they had to survive somehow. They had to get rid of this calamity somehow. Of course, they knew that even if they survived, the aftermath would be endless.

It was uncertain whether the Death God would let them go, and even if it did and went elsewhere, this incident would surely reach the ears of the Temple and the Imperial Palace. If they caused such a big mess, no matter how powerful their family was, it wouldn’t end easily.

But future problems are for the future. For now, they had to survive!

Duke Gogon, with a trembling voice, said what needed to be said.

“There’s a place… much more harmonious and lively than here. Surely even the gods would be satisfied. If you wish, I can guide you there.”

The Death God smiled brightly,

Creak!

The firmly closed door opened, revealing the mortal world outside. As the lost moonlight streamed through the open door, everyone swallowed a sigh of relief. They had survived. In the end, they had survived.

“Then take me there.”

The Duke’s mind was already spinning twice as fast due to survival instincts. There were many households in the capital hosting parties, but most were families that didn’t lack money or status. Sending the Death God to such families would only create more problems even if the immediate issue was resolved.

For example, if they guided the Death God to the Imperial Palace, the outcome would be obvious. Even if they survived the Death God, there was a 90% chance they would lose their heads. No title or status could save them from the guillotine.

A place with minimal fallout,

Where the poorest people gathered,

With as little aftermath as possible,

And yet large enough to satisfy the Death God.

There was only one such place.

Evan Brown’s party venue.

That was why the Death God suddenly crashed the once cheerful party.

*****

“What is this! It’s the Death God! Use your Flame Energy properly! What kind of fire can’t even burn this thing?!”

Any disaster can be caused or prevented by human power. People are people, but a Master can certainly handle a certain level of disaster alone. Especially when there were two Masters here.

The Death God’s expression twisted, and so did theirs. The fun party was gone, and they clashed the moment they saw each other. Countless energy attacks flew, clashing with the Death God’s divine power, neutralizing each other and beginning to destroy the entire party venue.

“The Death God is no pushover! It’s called a god for a reason! Damn it, where’s the Princess when you need her? She’s always missing at crucial moments!”

Leon’s expression wasn’t great as he spewed blazing Flame Energy. It was unbelievable to be fighting the Death God while playing a board game, and this Death God was no ordinary opponent.

Fire is the natural enemy of evil things and has purifying properties. His Flame Energy was especially effective at burning such things away.

But this Death God, born from such deep resentment, wouldn’t burn no matter how much it was cut or slashed, countering with divine power each time. However, the Death God’s expression wasn’t great either.

“You tricked me! You said you’d take me to a fun place!”

As things took a turn for the worse, the Death God muttered curses towards Duke Gogon, who had fled, and vented its anger while hesitatingly retreating. It hadn’t come here to fight these humans. It had only come out of curiosity for the party.

“If Roka were here, it would have been great. She could have easily sliced that thing apart, unlike anyone else.”

“You shouldn’t be the one saying that! Your Destruction Energy doesn’t seem to be working at all right now. Hey, you! If you have a conscience, tell me. Who’s fighting harder right now? Me or you!”

Leon was already frustrated from drinking too much, and now he had to swing his sword and fight while his useless ally just criticized him.

Still, two people were much better than one. Even if they couldn’t deal much damage to the Death God, having one Master assist in the fight was quite helpful.

“Those two are Masters. I would have recognized them immediately in the past…”

“Yurinel. What should we do in a situation like this?”

“Us?”

The woman once called a hero snorted and turned her gaze towards the alcohol.

“Bring some alcohol. There’s nothing we can do.”

While everyone else was screaming and running away, the fact that they stayed here without fleeing,

Was the last remnant of their pride as heroes.