Demon hunter's Cooking Manual-Chapter 881 - 60 True Brotherly Love
Chapter 881: Chapter 60: True Brotherly Love!
Chapter 881: Chapter 60: True Brotherly Love!
Losa walked shoulder to shoulder with Losa1.
The path ahead was too dim to discern the direction.
The ground underfoot was wet and slippery, hard to traverse.
The river roared ceaselessly in their ears.
The scent of mud and rot assailed Losa and Losa1’s nostrils incessantly.
A cold sneer played on the faces of both father and son.
The world beyond the door?
Both of them had come to understand it.
Or rather, those characters had been too mysterious here, leaving far too many flaws.
Just like at this very moment.
The gray-white fog seemed to roll in slowly, but in reality, it surged forward rapidly, like a breached flood, silent but oppressive.
As the distance closed, Losa1 could clearly see the semi-transparent figures within the gray-white mist.
Or rather, it was as if the fog was entirely composed of these semi-transparent apparitions.
“Why?”
“Why wasn’t I given a proper burial?”
“Why must I suffer like this?”
…
Accusation after accusation, along with the charge of these translucent bodies, seemed to press down on Losa and Losa1 like a mountain.
Losa surveyed around, apparently completely blind to the vast number of semi-transparent bodies.
Losa1, however, lifted his right hand.
Thumb extended outward, index and middle fingers straight, ring and pinky fingers curled.
The gesture of a gun.
Similar to what he had seen on a personal computer before, but that time Losa1 hadn’t kept his middle finger straight.
“Boom!”
Losa1 mouthed the sound of gunfire.
A formless Strength converged at his index and middle fingers.
Then, it burst forth.
If the multitude of translucent bodies were a river, then the force erupting from Losa1’s fingers at this moment was the sea.
The sea that raised a huge wave instantly submerged the oncoming river.
Silently, the numerous semi-transparent bodies that should’ve been countless, at this moment, perished.
“Why?”
“Why?”
“Why?”
Before their demise, they continued to question Losa1.
Losa1’s gaze swept over them disdainfully, a scornful smile beginning to form.
“Why don’t you ask yourselves, why did no one bury you?”
“And—”
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“Lingering here for hundreds of years, yet still in the same state, with not a single change, you truly deserve to die!”
“A bunch of losers!”
Losa1 disregarded the final question.
Just as he said, those souls wandering beside this River of Lament were nothing but losers.
A bunch of people who couldn’t even manage a proper burial in life, how miserable they were.
And after death, a hundred or hundreds of years passed, still unable to find a way to leave, just lingering here, that’s an even greater failure!
As for whether there were any innocents among them?
That was not what Losa1 was contemplating.
He didn’t care about these losers at all.
“Found it.”
Losa, who had been searching for something, spoke.
The patriarch of the ‘Losa Family’ took a step forward and lightly tapped the void in front of him.
Thump!
As if knocking at a door.
Ripples spread out like waves.
Then, Losa stepped forward and entered.
Losa1 followed close behind.
Whoosh, whoosh!
The sound of waves arose.
A river stretched beyond sight appeared under Losa1’s feet, the color of the water indiscernible. Although there was the sound of waves, the river seemed still.
He and his father stood on thin air.
But the spirits that appeared around were different.
As soon as they arrived here, they fell into the waters.
Reluctance, sorrow.
Fury, ferocity.
Longing, loathing.
Every soul that appeared above this river bore such expressions, but as they fell into the river, everything turned… vague!
They looked around blankly, at all that was unfamiliar.
They forgot everything.
Then, a mysterious guidance began to emerge.
This guidance led them to where they were meant to go.
“Follow.”
Losa said.
In reality, Losa1 had already stepped forward without needing his father’s instructions.
The river water that made one forget everything approached them.
But,
Useless!
The river water was repelled by the force emanating from them before it could even touch the two.
Almost immediately, more water surged towards them.
And when it was repelled again, even more water followed.
Momentarily, the water, carrying the weight of a myriad, struck at Losa and Losa1 again and again.
Annoyance rose in Losa1’s heart, then showed on his face.
“Get lost!”
Losa1 barked lowly.
Rumble!
Thunderous roars echoed in response to his call, reverberating throughout the river.
The surging river waters directly shattered!
Transforming into tiny droplets, they radiated outwards from where Losa1 stood as the center.
Within a breath, a vacuum of a hundred-meter radius formed around Losa1.
The river water was gone.
A stairway leading downwards naturally appeared before Losa1.
Losa1 looked to his father.
The patriarch of the ‘Losa Family’ smiled and went up.
“Easier than you thought?”
Losa inquired.
Losa1 didn’t reply, but his facial expression had already said everything.
“Because—”
“It’s no longer the ‘Age of Myth.'”
“All we see is merely struggling to survive.”
Losa sighed deeply, a hint of mockery appearing in his eyes.
“Yet some fools are accustomed to enslavement, to having their lives controlled. Thus, they desperately seek to restore their so-called ‘glory,’ wanting to revive their ‘masters.'”
