Chapter 397

Chapter 397: Providing Value-Added Service for the Customer—Saving Lives

“Hey—whoosh—!”

“Hey—whoosh—!”

He tilted his head to one side, his strong body showing bulging muscles as he strained with all his might.

“Had to put in the effort.”

“Sea creatures are indeed much heavier than land creatures.”

The four-meter-long “unnamed species of Hubei Crocodile” sported a round, bloated belly, giving it a whale-like appearance. Though shorter than Trilobite, it weighed far more—reaching a staggering 800 kilograms!

“Wish you’d appeared red in the system vision.”

“With this much meat, your Chaos Energy content must be rich.”

Trilobite sighed regretfully while eyeing the “sea fatty.”

“But this works too.”

“Pushing you back to sea counts as a value-added service there!”

The saber-toothed Bopolong kept pushing, using his strong divine body to nudge the “unnamed species of Hubei Crocodile,” rolling its plump form closer to the waves.

“Finally…”

“Splash!”

Water sprayed everywhere as the “Hubei Crocodile” finally “returned home.”

“Whew—!”

Trilobite watched the Hubei Crocodile swim away, tail swaying, and nodded in satisfaction.

“Now, the real value-added service begins.”

“Hmm…”

As Trilobite pondered and schemed…

“Buzz—!”

The “Fanged Giant Mouth” mark on the Hubei Crocodile’s forehead flashed, erupting in dazzling light.

The divine body modifications were about to begin!

Though Trilobite supported rescuing stranded whales, this time he hadn’t pushed the beached “Hubei Crocodile” back out of kindness.

This was a customer!

Even without shared language, its willingness to accept his service sufficed.

“What?”

“No Chaos Energy?!”

“No matter. They’re quality customers—just repay me with interest later.”

“After surviving a disaster…”

“But why did it save me…”

“Why did it attack and slaughter Pal’s friends with such cruel methods?!”

“The Giant God had a deep enmity with chaos, didn’t it?”

Shaks dragged its scarred Divine Body back into the Ether Sea.

The place it swam was very close to the shallow “Endless Ether,” its home ground; it had just been tricked by Pal; otherwise, it wouldn’t have ended up like this.

Even if it couldn’t beat Pal’s friends, it could always escape.

However, it still couldn’t understand the Giant God’s reasons for helping it.

“If I were the Giant God, I’d team up with the Endless Ether and wipe out our Chaos Council.”

“With the Giant God’s smarts and strength, that wasn’t impossible…”

“But now it was helping Baimeng and me, from the Chaos Council, while attacking Pal from the Endless Ether…”

Logically, joining forces with the Endless Ether and the Primal Wilderness to share the “Chaos Swamp Realm” should’ve been the easiest plan.

The Giant God wouldn’t have missed that.

Yet it did the opposite, seeming to help chaos by kicking out the foreign enemies made by the “First Demon God.”

“What was it up to…”

“Could it really just have a personal grudge against Barbatos?”

Before Shaks could figure it out…

“Buzz—!”

Its Soul began to shake.

“Ah—!”

With a scared scream, Shaks felt dizzy as its Soul seemed pulled into a terrible place!

—-

“Uh…”

Pal lay gutted.

His Divine Body sank slowly, blood spreading out, leaving a long “blood trail” in the Ether Sea.

His eyes lost focus and color bit by bit.

His soul was falling apart.

Scraps floated from his belly, torn by awful teeth, drifting in the Ether Sea.

The savage little Outer God came over, picking up pieces of “divine blood” and “divine organs.”

A big feast was starting.

Joining a feast is nice, but being the main dish isn’t.

“Baimeng…”

“You…”

“Uh…”

“Stop…”

“I… I can still be saved…”

The moment Pal opened his eyes, Baimeng viciously bit into his belly, tearing through the flesh. Her long beak plunged deep into his abdomen as she began savagely ripping apart his insides.

Pal suffered unbearable agony.

Yet the Chaos Demon God possessed tenacious vitality. Even with such grave wounds, he could cling to life as long as his neck remained intact.

Proper treatment could still save him.

But Baimeng had no intention of saving Pal—instead, she tore into him with renewed ferocity!

“Uh—!”

“Ah… *cough*…”

Pain robbed Pal of even the strength to scream.

He finally understood: Baimeng hadn’t snapped his neck cleanly like she had with his companions to grant him a swift end. This was vengeance.

This core councilor of chaos intended him to perish in endless torment!

“No… I can’t die…”

“I must live…”

“But hope…”

Where could hope lie?

Unless Baimeng showed mercy, Pal could only slowly perish amid the agony of being sliced a thousand times, gutted, and heart torn out.

But…

Why should she?

After Pal had betrayed his own, conspired with the Endless Ether, and slaughtered demon gods under Baimeng’s command…

Why would Baimeng spare him?

What bargaining chips could buy his life?

“Bargaining chips… I do have them!”

Even near death, the core councilor’s keen instincts proved vital.

He sensed the scent of “Authority” upon Baimeng.

“This is my leverage!”

“Baimeng modified her Divine Body to seize shallow ether’s Authority, gloating over her triumph. Yet she doesn’t realize she’s courting death!”

“The Abyss will never willingly relinquish its Authority!”

This realization filled Pal with confidence. He knew he’d survive.

“You… you… It’s not too late to stop!”

"You… caused a huge disaster!"

"The Abyss… It would not accept an outsider possessing the powers of ‘Endless Ether.’"

"It would keep sending assassins…"

"I knew the Abyss and how to escape its chase; I even knew how to make it accept your powers…"

"Did you want to know these secrets?"

"I would… tell you everything!"

"As long as…"

"You… shut up!"

"Did you want to anger the Abyss? Did you want to die so badly!?"

Pal realized his words hadn’t moved Baimeng; she kept tearing at the insides, nearly emptying his belly.

Finally, the giant jaws reached the windpipe.

"No…"

He panicked, ashamed.

"Spare me!"

"If you spared me, I’d be your dog…"

"I’d serve you with all I know about the Endless Ether, giving my all, and never back down!"

"I’d even sign a master-servant contract…"

"As long as you…"

"Uh…"

His shameful begging slowly faded.

Pal finally closed his eyes, worn out and helpless.

The pain vanished, and his soul and life ended!

The core councilor of the Chaos Council, Tenth Seat Pal, fell just like that.

After his fall…

"Burp—!"

Baimeng burped.

"What was that?"

"What did he just say?"

"I was controlled by the mark; I only knew to eat."

But then…

"Whoosh—!"

"Hiss—!"

Several chaotic ether currents shot toward Baimeng!