"Look at you, there's no need to rush."
As the expression of the Scorpio Bureau chief escalated from fear to a full-blown distortion due to his cleanliness obsession, the Third-generation Elder clutched his pants and explained with a chuckle:
"What I placed into your souls is actually my belt. It's just that the material for this belt is hair.
Although I never became a Pillar God, I at least reached that certain figure of 80 points as a human. Naturally, my body became an excellent forging material, even surpassing the four supreme Pillar Gods.
So after I died, I processed my corpse a bit. My hair was collected, mixed with some other materials, and woven into a belt for special emergencies."
"..."
"Hmm... as you know, I'm not very powerful, I have a poor relationship with the Realm of the Dead, and I spend most of my time in the Sage's Cemetery. What if one of the Overlords of the Dead Realm suddenly decides to take action against me and breaks me?
