Aboard the train, Black Shark III was consumed by murderous intent. But the next instant, his gaze involuntarily landed on the Clay Figure Divine Puppet.
More than half its stomach had been smashed open, revealing a lump of flesh about the size of a walnut.
"G-God's Remains?"
Black Shark III was utterly shocked. This had to be God's Remains, but why was it inside the Clay Figure Divine Puppet's stomach?
Wait!
Could Nine Dragon Pavilion have known all along that this God's Taboo Object had something inside it?
The client for this Lost Coast mission was Nine Dragon Pavilion.
The Pavilion Master had paid a hefty sum.
Black Shark III stared fixedly at the lump of flesh, his face alight with manic delight.
This was God's Remains, a priceless treasure—a precious resource every major organization would do anything to seize!
If Lost Coast possessed a piece of God's Remains, its value would instantly multiply, making it a target everyone would eagerly try to win over.
[Ingredient acquired. Due to its strong body odor, charcoal grilling is recommended. Add plenty of spices.]
The God of Gluttony weighed in.
Lin Baici turned his head and met Black Shark III's savage, greedy eyes.
"Get lost!"
Black Shark III roared, "It's mine!"
Lin Baici didn't back down. He tucked the hem of his kasaya into his belt and raised the burning torch.
Muscle Buddha appeared in front of him.
"Don't touch the God's Remains, and I'll spare your life!"
Black Shark III glanced at the torch in Lin Baici's hand. It was a God's Taboo Object. He wasn't worried about Lin Baici so much as the possibility that the boy might damage the God's Remains.
Even losing a piece the size of a sesame seed would be a huge loss.
"Get lost!"