Chapter 944 944: Randall In Trouble

Chapter 944 944: Randall In Trouble

"I've... never seen anything like this before — not here, not ever."

The withering field of glass probably spanned for hundreds and hundreds of miles, and the sky above them which is supposed to reflect the field they were standing on showed just how different the area was originally.

The sky was verdant, green as could be as the sea of grass seemed to not have an end, a complete contrast to the black and dead land Riley and the others were now standing on.

"Are you saying your clone did this, Riri? That Darkdaddy or something?"

"Darkday," Riley quickly responded as Miss Pepondosovich uttered a different name with much confidence, "And yes, I do believe this is his doing, Miss Pepondosovich — or at least he is partly responsible for it since I feel his presence nearby."

"You... don't know if Darkdaddy did this or not?" Miss Pepondosovich, however, completely ignored Riley's correction as she just grabbed a patch of the black dirt; grinding it in her fingers, only for it to just wither away like it was cotton candy, "I thought you're always connected to your clones?"

"Through a certain distance, Miss Pepondosovich," Riley also watched as the black dirt withered in Miss Pepondosovich's hand, "Although it did not really feel like it, it would seem the distance between the main island of the Domain of the Gods and the land of the mortals is farther than I anticipated it to be. My connection with my clones usually is not severed unless the distance exceeds more than 200 million kilometers."

"200 million kilometers?" Miss Pepondosovich blinked a couple of times, "That's not bad at all — just how many tricks do you actually have on your sleeve, Riri?"

"I no longer know how to answer that ever since I received all of King's abilities, Miss Pepondosovich," Riley shrugged as his feet soon started to leave the dead ground; Miss Pepondosovich and Esme's feet also floated at the same time as Riley once again started flying them toward the City of Summoners.

And as they got closer and closer to the city, they started seeing corpses here and there. Few, but considering most of them should not be dying at all, was a testament that whatever went here, it went in hard and brutal.

"These poor creatures," Esme let out a quiet breath as she saw all the summoned creatures that were also scattered everywhere, even more so than the other gods.

"You're the type to be more concerned about the animals, huh...?" Miss Pepondosovich nodded, "Well, I share the same sentiment in this case — these creatures are not really supposed to be here. And heads up, but something is moving our way fast."

"Hm," Riley immediately stopped their flight as he floated himself and the two to the side, avoiding the blur that suddenly streaked only a meter away from them. They only heard a whistle, or perhaps the sound of someone screaming loudly as it passed by them.

Not even a second after, however, the blur came back and brushed past them again, only to be thrown back like a yo-yo. This repeated several times, and each time, the streak turned redder and redder until it just became a streak of red... and soon, it just became nothing at all. Well, not exactly.

"She's dead, Miss Pepondosovich."

"I know," Miss Pepondosovich squinted her eyes further, "But there's something different with her."

"She is a child between 2 gods, Miss Pepondosovich."

"A—that's possible...?" Miss Pepondosovich could not help but widen her eyes as she heard Riley's words, "Wait, that doesn't explain why there are hundreds of corpses littered everywhere!"

"Ah, Boss!" And as Miss Pepondosovich raised her voice, both Randall and Darkday quickly turned their heads at them, with Randall being extremely cautious as he still glanced at Darkday from time to time,

"I hope you don't mind, I accidentally destroyed our village in the land of the mortals — but I brought this one here since she seems very interesting. The only thing is...

...Mister Randall refuses to resurrect her."

"I did not resurrect her because you told me the reason why you want her alive again, child," the friendliness in Randall's voice that he showed to Riley and the others was completely absent as he addressed Darkday, "I am not going to revive that child, only for you to open her up and torture her for her abilities."

"I am not immediately going to hurt her," Darkday let out a groan before chuckling, "I was only going to lobotomize her if her abilities were anything close to interesting. If it is not, then I'll just let her go right here and now."

"Hold up, hold up!" Miss Pepondosovich released herself from Riley's telekinesis as she leaped toward the top of the mountain of corpses and stood between the two, "That still doesn't explain why there are so many dead bodies here."

"Oh, that is because of me, Miss Pepondosovich," Darkday bowed his head before looking at the girl he was carrying, "Mister Randall said he was not going to use his powers to resurrect anyone, so I decided to kill every last one of his friends to see if he changes sentiment — and if he uses his abilities to resurrect any of them, that would mean he lied and he has to resurrect this girl."

"That..." Miss Pepondosovich pointed at Darkday before looking at Riley, "...Uh huh. Randall, I think you're in a bit of a pickle here."

"Hm...?" Randall wondered what Miss Pepondosovich meant by her words at first, but as soon as he saw the mangled corpse that Riley was holding, the only thing he could really do was close his eyes and sigh,

"Well...

...this is going to be complicated."