Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1576 - 91: Ends Everywhere

"You motherf... you motherf..."

Holan had just resurrected only to be pierced by Solomon again, just resurrected only to be pierced by Solomon again. Just as he was about to face it a third time, Holan gritted his teeth and aimed a shot right at his groin.

"Ouch!! Damn!!"

Solomon fell clutching his crotch, while Holan got up and delivered a vicious kick, causing Solomon to align his forehead with his scepter, waiting to commit suicide so he could recover again.

Holan seized every moment, fighting with Solomon while pondering how to close these gates.

He quickly found a clue.

He noticed that at the tops of these phantom gates, there were seals shimmering with various colors, looking exactly like the Demon God seals outside. After thinking about it, he raised his gun and fired.

"Crack!"

With a seal hit and dropped, the previously phantom doors instantly solidified and started closing automatically.

"Crack crack crack!"

"No!! What did you do?!"

Holan gave him no chance and fired four more shots, continuously hitting the remaining four seals, thus closing half of the gates. Just as he was about to reload the spinning chamber, Solomon, like a raging demon, lunged at him from behind.

Holan couldn’t dodge in time and was suddenly stabbed, pinned into the chaos beneath him. The stab struck his right chest, and the ripping muscle caused his right hand holding the revolver to slacken, sending the gun spinning away.

"Crack crack crack!"

As time slowly passed, the chaos beneath them gradually shattered, while the surrounding heartbeat grew more intense, as if something was about to burst forth.

"Alright, since you refuse to die, go and see the true form of the He Ya Goddess! Let Her bless you, extending the curse of undying upon you for countless generations!"

Solomon didn’t kill him for revival but instead pressed his head against the chaos beneath, forcing his eyes to fixate on the cracks of the substance, making him face the light emanating from the true form of He Ya below.

What consequences would come from gazing upon the True God?

In the past, the Death Lord had also asked the Old Immortal Cardinal of Destiny this question because she had stopped him from observing the "Mother Goddess True Body" and the "Crimson God" within the Spirit Realm.

"At most, it’s just death, am I afraid of dying?"

"No, gazing upon Them won’t necessarily lead to death but rather those below demigod rank may suffer from curses when facing divine beings. The lower the rank, the more severe the curse, the opposite applies as well."

"Curse? What kind of curse?"

"A curse that makes you wish you were dead, infinitely worse than now."

"What if I observe with closed eyes?"

"Haha, you can try to see if it works, you fool..."

The conversation with the Cardinal of Destiny flooded into his mind instantly. Now, his head held by Solomon, Holan faced the deep blue light from below, unable to close his eyes because, in the next moment, his soul and entire consciousness seemed to be dragged downwards, compelled by primal curiosity to examine the true form of the unknown within the darkness.

At that moment, it felt like he was attending the funerals of ten thousand strangers, lying in a coffin as people mourned him or sitting below at the funeral, crying for the deceased’s departure, or perhaps he became the most neutral third party, conducting the ceremony for a fee...

Is this death?

No, it’s not. Then what is true death?

At this moment, Holan suddenly realized he couldn’t remember the name and appearance of his childhood sweetheart he loved for so many years or why he left her to wander outside, forcing her to marry the man who beat and cursed her...

What exactly did he see?

Time halted at this second, but in the next moment, the Death Completion Manual on his chest abruptly emitted an extremely impure glow.

"Holan..."

"Leica..."

From the endless dark blue came a generally average-looking, dark-skinned, gentle woman who emerged from the impurity and filth, blocking the dark blue light, filling his entire vision.

At this moment, he suddenly recalled, everyone in his hometown couldn’t eat enough, how could his childhood sweetheart be someone beautiful?

She ought to be sallow and thin, with skin darkened and body distorted from harsh natural conditions and long labor...

He didn’t leave her; it was because her family couldn’t make ends meet, so her father sold her to a rich man in town as a slave for winter provisions...

The wealthy man never actually married her but treated her as a toy, eventually abusing her to death.

At this moment, Holan’s pupils contracted sharply, the heart robbed of death and halted for an unknown length of time now finally felt a tiny glimmer of motion, however faint it was, it prompted Holan to react.

Seizing the moment as "Leica" obscured the true form of He Ya, he gritted his teeth and rammed backwards, allowing the giant fork of the scepter to tear through his body, then abruptly flipped to seize control of Solomon. With Solomon’s incredulous gaze, Holan retaliated by locking his head firmly on the collapsing chaotic substance below, forcing him to face He Ya.