Huh?
Nameless had already prepared for battle.
But the mummy-like old man's words left him unable to react for a moment.
What did he mean by "why couldn't you leave him for me to kill"? It was such a strange thing to say that Nameless could barely wrap his head around it.
At the same time, the mummy stared at the Beast God's corpse, his mind racing wildly. He truly did not want to die, but Nameless had already ruined his chance to advance into a Godslayer. Now, the Beast God had become a corpse.
He could not kill a corpse, so the Godslayer path was no longer viable.
He could spend more time cultivating another "god," but that would take far, far too long—so long that he no longer had the confidence to start over.
Godslaying.
Godslaying...
Suddenly, a bold idea appeared in his mind, and he fixed his gaze on the corpse.
If he could not become a Godslayer, what about a God-Eater?
A god's corpse was still a god.
If he could not kill it, then he would eat it!
This horrifying thought quickly occupied his mind.
"Um..."
Nameless looked at the mummy, intending to comfort him.
The dead could not be brought back to life. The killing had already been done, so whatever grudge there had been should have been let go. Why cling to it so stubbornly?
But just as Nameless spoke, he witnessed a horrifying scene.
In an instant, the mummy's body underwent Transformation and spread over the Beast God's body. Then, the Beast God's body rapidly dissolved, undergoing Transformation into a pool of blood-red liquid.
A strange smell permeated the air.
Nameless frowned, sensing that something was wrong. He controlled the Dragon Exoshell to retreat while Information Control swiftly began its Analysis of