The gray sky, the dark earth, the roaring Yellow Spring River, the road of no return paved with white bones, the endless line of the dead, the red-eyed crows hovering above the dead... Is this what the afterlife looks like? After looking at the landscape of the dead world from afar through the suddenly opened Gate of the Dead, the souls of the three cleaners, two men and one woman, suddenly fell into silence. Although I knew that as a cleaner, it was unlikely that I would live to the day of a normal death, and I would most likely come here in advance to report in on an extremely dangerous mission, I had already prepared myself mentally. But when all this really happened, the three of them still found it difficult to accept it. They couldn't believe that their lives had come to an end so abruptly. "I... I'm so unwilling!" Reuben, who had left the [Flower Fairy] state and returned to normal size, couldn't help but whimpering softly. The middle-aged man in his forties suddenly shed two lines of hot tears on his face, and said with annoyance: "Everything was going so well, why did he die suddenly? We were all with the director, why were we killed by something like artillery?" "Don't think about it, it's all over." Feeling the increasingly strong force that was pulling him into the world of death, Frankie, who was standing... floating beside Reuben, couldn't help but sigh bitterly.
"Although I don't know what happened, we must have been ambushed. Even the director didn't escape. Half of his body was blown up. He might have to come with us soon. Hey, let's go first. Don't think about it anymore. Those are things for the living. We are dead now. No matter how hard we try, we can't go back. Now it's time to get on the road." "I... I..." "I want to try again!" Just as Reuben and the other two walked towards the Gate of the Dead, ready to accept their own fate, the only female cleaner among the three suddenly raised her head, stretched out her hand to grab the corners of their clothes, and said stubbornly: "My [Smooth Road Ahead] is an abnormal object at the soul level. I brought it down directly, and I can still use it! Reuben! Frankie! Come and help me! If the three of us can use the effect of [Smooth Road Ahead] to open a way back here, then maybe there is still a chance!" This... After listening to the request of the female cleaner Mona, Reuben and Frankie looked at each other. He glanced at her, then said hesitantly: "But this is the dead world. Even if the director is dead, he can only fight against the rules of the dead world for a short time. In the end, he still has to keep going forward along the road of no return. With only the three of us second-level cleaners..." "Help me!" After interrupting Reuben, the female cleaner Mona took a deep breath and then gritted her teeth and said: "The director hasn't come to the dead world yet, which proves that he is still alive! We...even if we can't go back, but even if we can only open a small hole and send my [Smooth Road Ahead] back, maybe we can help the director run away! Please! Help me! No matter what the result is, I still want to try again! If there was no director, I would have come here twenty years ago. I won't be willing if I don't try it!" "Okay then..." After looking at each other, Reuben and Frankie nodded. Relying on the soul strength of the second-level cleaners, they tried to resist the call from the depths of the dead world while standing behind the female cleaner Mona. "Thank you!" After looking at the two gratefully, the soul of the female cleaner Mona suddenly lit up, with a blazing white flame. Then she gritted her teeth, turned around, and took a step towards the endless gray fog behind her.
"Da!" The sound of the soles of her shoes hitting the bone ground came. At the moment when the female cleaner Mona successfully took a step, the endless gray fog outside the Gate of the Dead was actually opened up to form a small path. Although this path seemed so insignificant compared to the endless gray world, the irreversible death represented by the gray fog did make a very small "concession". This... maybe there is really a chance? ! After noticing this scene, the other two cleaners who were still a little hesitant were suddenly shocked, and then gritted their teeth, and their dark souls also lit up together. Under the urging of their will, they kept dancing like white flames. Compared with the boundless gray fog, the three souls that were burning with all their might were as weak as fireflies falling into the sea, but they did rely on the sound of footsteps to force a narrow path to where they came from. It's possible! Maybe it really works! After feeling the breath of the living world through the breeze blowing in front of the narrow path, the three cleaners couldn't help but feel refreshed for a while. 60 Lyon points is the threshold between gods and humans, and it is also the dividing line between whether or not one can get rid of the rules of the dead world. The three of them are all senior second-level cleaners, with an average Lyon value of nearly 30 points. The strength of the power alone is enough. Although it is still a little short of qualitative change, unable to cross the threshold of the true god, and unable to truly transcend death, but relying on Mona's [Smooth Road Ahead], it may not be impossible to open a path to life and death! And just like Mona said, even if we have to come back in the end, it would be worth it to send [Smooth Road Ahead] back, help the director save his life, or even just take a last look at that world! "Hurry! Try harder!" Feeling the breath of the living world coming from the front, the female cleaner Mona couldn't help but grit her teeth, and while stepping forward with all her strength, she shouted at the top of her lungs: "Just one step! Just one step!" "Alas... I can't just leave it alone!" "?!!" Amid the stunned expressions of the three cleaners, dozens of octopus tentacles suddenly stretched out from behind them, like pythons with their heads raised, tightly wrapping around the arms, legs, and waists of the three people. The countless baby-sized, densely packed fleshy suckers on the tentacles began to suck their strength frantically as their souls came into contact. In just a few breaths, the strength that the three people had just burst out of their burning souls was sucked away. As the three people who lost their strength were dragged back by the octopus tentacles and their feet left the ground, the narrow path that was finally opened up quickly closed under the endless gray fog and disappeared completely. "..." One step! Only one step left! "Don't blame me, this is my duty." Facing the resentful eyes of the three cleaners, a long-tailed giant horse with octopus tentacles growing on its neck where the mane should be, blinked helplessly, then turned up its lips and chattered: "I didn't care about this kind of thing, but there was a ruthless person in your cleaning department. I don't know what went wrong, and he ate the dog god who was guarding the door here alive. In order to ensure the order of the dead world and prevent people from entering and leaving randomly, we, the messengers of death, had to take turns to watch the Gate of the Dead, and today was my turn on duty. Oh, by the way, let me ask one more question, there is no one from the Virgin Branch among you three, right?"