Chapter 368 - He Doesn’t Wash
“Evil God, you say?” Michael’s expression froze, and then nodded as if he was convinced. He sighed. “I heard that Lucifer began to make his move again, but... I never imagined he would attack Sant’Angelo with ancient demonic beasts.”
“I was just as surprised as you when I first heard about it from Uriel,” Oh Kang-Woo remarked.
“Come to think of it, Uriel seemed to have headed to you. How is he?”
“He’s fortunately no longer in critical condition.”
Michael’s expression relaxed slightly. “What a relief.” He looked around and then asked, “Did you face Lucifer all on your own, Kang-Woo?”
“Yes.”
“I’m surprised. Even if you’re a retainer of Lady Gaia, Lucifer has acquired Divinity and has earned the title of Evil God.”
Michael scanned Kang-Woo skeptically with narrow eyes. He seemed to know how disadvantageous someone without Divinity was against someone with Divinity.
Kang-Woo slightly lowered his head and answered with a trembling voice, “Honestly... I can’t really say that I faced him by myself, since I was pretty much made a fool of by him.”
“Are you saying that Lucifer let you live on purpose?”
“That’s right. As for the reason, I don’t know either.”
Michael fell into deep thought under silence. He slowly looked up to look around, and then asked in a low tone, “Kang-Woo, did Lucifer have something in particular? For example, an item that looked suspicious...”
Kang-Woo narrowed his eyes at Michael’s question.
‘A suspicious item, huh?’
Although he had devoured the Constellation of Agony without leaving a single mound of flesh, he did not see any suspicious item that Michael was referring to. No matter how thoroughly they looked around, they could not even find a trace of a suspicious item. If Michael was asking such a question despite that...
‘This son of a bitch must know something.’
“He did seem to be trying to hide something,” Kang-Woo replied.
“Did you happen to see what he was trying to hide? Do you remember what it looked like?”
‘He took the bait instantly.’
“Mmm. I didn’t really see it in detail either.”
“Was it something dark that was squirming as if it was alive?”
Kang-Woo obviously had not seen such a thing.
“Oh, come to think of it, I remember seeing something similar during my battle with Lucifer.
“Could I ask what it is?” Kang-Woo asked.
“I apologize. I cannot tell that to an outsider—”
“I’m only asking because I might be able to confirm if the item is what you’re referring to if I have some more information, but if it is classified to outsiders... It can’t be helped.”
Kang-Woo sighed and shook his head as if it truly was a shame.
Michael expressed hesitance.
He weighed the scales; on one side was telling Kang-Woo about the item, and on the other was being given details from Kang-Woo about the item that Lucifer had. Michael did not think for very long.
“That dark item is the legacy left by Demon God Bauli that had been secretly kept in Sant’Angelo.”
“Bauli’s legacy?”
Kang-Woo’s eyes widened. He had not expected to gain such valuable information here.
‘By Bauli’s legacy, could he mean...’
Kang-Woo clenched his fists as his expectations rose. If this item known as Bauli’s legacy could be a clue to finding his corpse, there was no need to keep on with this shitshow.
“Is it related to the Demon God’s corpse?” Kang-Woo asked.
“No, it is not.”
‘Tsk, too bad.’ Kang-Woo expressed slight disappointment. ‘I mean, I guess nothing in life goes as you want all the time.’
He was satisfied enough with having acquired the treasure known as the Repayment of the Dragon God as well as having managed to deceive Michael.
‘Whatever the case...’
It was not the time to worry about that at the moment.
Crackle—!!
Just then, Kang-Woo heard sparks of lightning. He turned around to see Uriel flying this way from afar. He seemed to have flown all the way here as soon as he was healed.
“Kang-Woo!” Uriel landed on the ground and ran toward Kang-Woo, his face red with fury. He shouted, “I told you to run!! Why did you come here?!”
He did not even notice Michael standing next to Kang-Woo.
“Ahem,” Michael softly coughed.
“Gasp. L-Lord Michael?”
Uriel shrank back while fumbling, completely unlike how prideful he usually was.
Michael smiled and asked, “How are your injuries, Uriel?”
“O-Oh, they’re fine now. Kang-Woo treated me.”
Uriel slowly approached Kang-Woo and carefully pulled on Kang-Woo’s clothes. Kang-Woo lightly hit Uriel on the head.
“Ouch! Wh-Why did you hit me?!”
“You should’ve just rested. Why did you fly all the way here?”
“W-Well, because I was worri—”
Uriel’s eyes widened as he was about to say that he had been worried about Kang-Woo. He had realized that Kang-Woo was speaking to him casually instead of with respect.
“A-Ahem!” Uriel blushed.
‘Why the hell are you blushing?’
Kang-Woo frowned. He had spoken casually without much thought, but Uriel had gotten overly embarrassed about it. He wondered if he should go back to speaking respectfully, but shook his head while sighing. This was not the time to be worrying about that.
“Come to think of it, what happened to that guy in the red mask? Did you see his face?” Uriel asked while looking around at the traces of battle in the area.
Michael answered in Kang-Woo’s place, “The invader in the red mask was apparently Lucifer. And... he stole the legacy as well.”
“Wh-What?”
Uriel clenched his fists, and his eyes widened. He bit his lip and trembled. His blue hair soared into the air as sparks cracked between the strands.
‘Are you a Super Saiyan? Your hair stands up when you get mad?’
Kang-Woo smiled and turned around. “First off, let’s head to Sant’Angelo. We might be able to gain more clues once we investigate the scene of the crime.”
“Very well.” Michael nodded with a heavy expression.
Although Sant’Angelo was normally restricted to humans, it was not the time to nitpick over such trivial things at the moment.
‘With this...’ Kang-Woo thought.
Lucifer had attacked the party hosted at the imperial palace to massacre nobles, tried to kill powerless and innocent civilians en masse, joined forces with the Constellations of Evil, and attacked Sant’Angelo to steal the Demon God’s legacy. He had truly become a being fit for the world’s collapse.
“But Kang-Woo,” Uriel asked as he tilted his head in confusion. “Did Lucifer... always smell that bad? I don’t remember him smelling that bad in the past.”
‘Oh, right.’
Kang-Woo’s eyes momentarily reflected perplexity. There would obviously be discrepancies in information since the one Uriel had met was actually the Constellation of Agony.
‘Oh, fuck. What should I do?’
A completely unexpected problem arose. Kang-Woo turned the gears in his head to come up with an answer about the smell.
‘Shit.’
However, he could not come up with a way to explain why Lucifer would smell so bad, no matter how much he thought about it. In the end, he decided on this answer.
“The son of a bitch...” Kang-Woo gulped. “... Doesn’t seem to wash himself.”
Silence fell. Uriel grimaced in disgust. With this, Lucifer had become a being fit for the world’s collapse, who had attacked the party hosted at the imperial palace to massacre nobles, tried to kill powerless and innocent civilians en masse, joined forces with the Constellations of Evil, attacked Sant’Angelo to steal the Demon God’s legacy, and smelled so bad because he never washed up.
‘Lucifer... You gotta wash yourself, man.’
