What Have You Done?!

Mortus spun around, wariness flashing across his face. His body instantly dissolved into black mist and shifted sideways.

But he was a step too slow.

Slash!

The scythe blade cut into his shoulder, and death energy as thick as ink gushed out like blood!

The blade tore through half his shoulder.

Mortus let out a muffled grunt and teleported again. His body re-formed several meters away, but a gash remained on his shoulder, refusing to heal. Black mist leaked from it without pause.

"Ling Chu!!"

For the first time, Mortus spoke her full name through gritted teeth.

[Livestream comments]

Crow Sits on a Plane: "Yes!! The Death God was chasing everyone down earlier, and now Ling Chu finally gets to chase him down!"

Red-Date Eight-Treasure Porridge: "Does this count as turning his own weapon against him?"

Canned Herring: "It absolutely does! Bet the Death God's biggest regret right now is bringing his scythe into this dungeon."

Ling Chu glanced at the panel.

[Death Thirst time remaining: 28 minutes, 41 seconds.]

Within thirty minutes, she had to kill a living being with her own hands.

After Death Waltz had swept through, even the insects in the soil were dead.

Ling Chu raised her eyes and fixed them on Mortus again.

The only living target was right in front of her.

Mortus caught her gaze and laughed in disbelief.

"You truly intend to kill me?"

"What else?"

Ling Chu asked, "I stole your scythe, and now I'm sending you home. Pretty good after-sales service, right?"

By "home," Ling Chu meant his Death Realm, though she wasn't sure whether gods went there after death.

Mortus's face twisted with rage again, and a flood of death energy erupted from the ground.

Without the Death God's Scythe, Mortus clearly could no longer unleash