I! Cleaner!-Chapter 985 904: Last Words

Something always feels... a bit off!
Unaware of the happenings behind him, Leon watched as the Six-faced Elephant Deer, no longer struggling after solidifying its form, seemed to emanate a sense of "wholeheartedly seeking death." Leon furrowed his brows, hesitating on whether he should shoot.
Noticing his hesitation, the glee in the Twelve eyes of the Six-faced Elephant Deer grew even stronger, and then it split its six mouth corners into a cold smirk:
"You're sharp… but it's already too late!"
Under Leon's furrowed gaze, the Six-faced Elephant Deer slowly raised a front hoof with difficulty, and pointed toward the distant, shadowy No Return Path, speaking with eyes full of hatred:
"The creator of the No Return Path was the first deceased being, the one who first comprehended the power of death, took the mantle of death from the Realm of the Dead, becoming the world's first sentient being, becoming the Overlord of the Dead Realm.
And thanks to you, I've now become the dead realm's last overlord. Besides me, no other deceased can wield the power over death. If he was the first deceased, then I am the last deceased!"
"..."
"Don't understand, do you?"
Seeing Leon still pondering with furrowed brows, the Six-faced Elephant Deer spoke mockingly:
"Being the last deceased means I have the qualification to completely let go, and I've just made my choice. Once you kill me, the power of death will be returned to the entire dead realm!"
"So?"
After a brief silence, Leon replied expressionlessly:
"Sounds like a good thing."
"Heh, it might be good for the Clearing Bureau, but not for you."
Looking at the distant gun still aimed at itself, the Six-faced Elephant Deer's mouth corners widened even more:
"The dead realm is no longer what it originally was; from the moment the first deceased appeared, the power of death couldn't completely return. So if I completely return the power over death, it will emerge from the dead realm and seek a new master."
Reaching this point, the Six-faced Elephant Deer paused slightly, then raised its front hoof and pointed at Leon, eyes gleaming with glee:
"And that person can only be you!"
"..."
"You seem to have realized what this truly means."
Seeing the gun barrel tremble slightly in the distance, sensing Leon's suddenly jittery aura, the Six-faced Elephant Deer tied to the stake burst into laughter:
"Though you are alive, you've devoured more death overlords than me! You, covered in death, are the sole choice for the power over death!
And a truly complete power over death cannot be wielded by the living. So when the time comes, you will become a genuine deceased under the influence of death power, just like the first deceased, and as the newly born dead realm overlord, you will remain here forever like me!"
Become a deceased...
After hearing the Six-faced Elephant Deer's words, Leon remained silent for a moment before responding:
"That's not something I can't accept, and if this truly happens, I would gain eternal life, not be without reward."
"Heh, you won't always think so!"
Facing Leon's retort, the Six-faced Elephant Deer tied to the stake showed a scornful yet pitying expression, then spoke through gritted teeth, eyes almost brimming with pain:
"Food God, after your first century, you'll rejoice at having eternal life, glad at your wise choice, no longer fearing the disappearance of your existence.
But after five centuries, you'll begin to tire of this endless cycle, weary of the ceaseless mourning dirty dead, fed up with this dead-still, hollow black-and-white world.
What sustains you then, keeping you from choosing death, is the memories left from your life, even those excruciatingly sad memories will become incredibly precious to you.
And when the first millennium arrives, when even the memories from life have blurred, causing your memories and vision to fade, remembering no colors but that filthy black-and-white-gray, you'll become just like me!!!"
As if recalling the countless painful memories left in the past ages, the Six-faced Elephant Deer frantically stretched its neck, eyes madly shouting:
"Go back! I want to return!
I don't want to remain in this black-and-white-only place! I want to see the red sun again! I want to look at the clouds in the sky! I want to look at the ground beneath my feet! I want to see the place I once lived again! As long as my eyes are no longer filled with this filthy black-and-white, I wouldn't mind dying the next second!"
"..."
Facing the hysterical roar of the Six-faced Elephant Deer, Leon, after remaining silent for a while, couldn't help but remind:
"You might have forgotten, actually clouds are white, ground is black, both count as black and white."
"?!?!?!"
My god… was that what I meant?
Leon's interruption drained its momentum, as the Six-faced Elephant Deer's six mouths opened and closed twice, then couldn't hold back anymore, struggling madly and shouting in rage:
"Food God! My current state is your future! Remember well, after my death you'll take the mantle of death, and everything you touch thereafter will uncontrollably head toward death!
In this filthy world, no one escapes madness! Even if you're stronger than me, can endure five hundred years, a thousand years, even ten thousand years, an even longer torment awaits you!"
Reaching this point, seeing Leon raise his gun at it again, the Six-faced Elephant Deer paused slightly, then its brows and eyes twisted, face full of cruel laughter:
"Haha! Food God! You'll eventually reach a time when you can't endure anymore and go mad! And hope that by then, you still remember my words today! Ahaha! I can't wait to know what expression you'll show then! You..."
"Bang!"
Fingers pulled the trigger, blasting off the Six-faced Elephant Deer's head, Leon deftly loaded another shot pin, blasting out the last crimson bloom of the dead realm.
"You're quite amusing."
With the shot pin reaching the Six-faced Elephant Deer and crushing its heart, came a voice full of puzzled retort:
"I have a gun, if you want to take a look back, why not just give yourself a shot?"
?!?!!
"Damn!!!!"