Immortality
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
There was an uncertain look on the face of the God of Plagues. There was no need for any testing now.
He already knew the location of the Culinary God's soul, but he was not happy about it.
This was the worst situation. It was harder to snatch someone out of Vigilante A's hands than trying to wrangle a bone from a dog's mouth.
As for trying to blackmail him via dubious methods, there was no way it could be used more than once. Overusing such a method would definitely result in heavenly wrath.
This would explain the problems he met before about why he was unable to detect the Culinary God's soul and why Vigilante A could suddenly detect his presence.
At this moment, Vigilante A had spotted the dark shadow he was residing in.
"I found him. Well, who would have thought it's this chicken rib," Sir System was initially excited but was disappointed after.