Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!-Chapter 1121 - 295: You Are an Iron-Willed Soaring Eagle, Freely Flying Across the Homeland’s Sky

"End it yourself."

With a thud, the Dead Pool who had just completed surgery for him collapsed on the ground, and even the escaping soul of the body was immediately sealed by the old Housekeeper into a container.

The souls of these Dead Pools must not ascend because there are too many forbidden secrets hidden within them. Although usually, the gods would not be bored enough to want to know the details of every believer entering their divine realm, what if?

Imre absolutely wouldn't gamble on this "what if".

Though somewhat regretful, he would seal the soul of the Dead Pool carrying out the mission until some of the information no longer needed to be hidden before choosing to let them go.

As the curse energy continuously depleted, the wounds, which, despite being numbed, still carried a faint pain, began to heal rapidly.

Before long, these wounds had healed enough for the bandages to be removed completely.

This is the recovery ability of a strong person in the Holy Land; unless it's a severely fatal injury, such healing effects are merely the result of substantial depletion of curse energy for him.

Noticing the pain on his body had vanished, Imre hesitated for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes.

In that instant, as if something had been activated, he seemed to see a flickering flame dancing in his eye sockets.

That flame looked so captivating and enchanting, just a glance was enough to compel a second, third look, until one was utterly immersed within.

In a daze, he seemed to see a beautiful world covered by clouds.

Everything there was filled with an indescribable beauty, as if they were natural embodiments of beauty.

At that moment, he suddenly understood the "common sense" that had invisibly surfaced in his mind was telling him this was the legendary divine realm, where everything living there was a "darling" blessed by the gods.

"So beautiful!"

He couldn't help but say.

His body seemed drawn, with his vision soon floating afar, and before long, he saw an incomparably beautiful woman lying sideways as if resting in this enchanting place.

"Like those Undead, godly people blessed by the gods?"

Imre murmured softly.

The woman seemed to embody everything beautiful; just watching her recline there gave a feeling of having one's gaze taken and desires stirred.

Even though she had her back to him, Imre impulsively wanted to approach and see.

Just as he floated forward slightly, he heard the woman with the beautiful back murmuring:

"How strange, I can't find it, not you, nor you!"

That voice, though a murmur, would probably be an aphrodisiac if whispered beside a bed.

But for some reason, upon hearing that voice, Imre only felt a maddening flavor.

The woman continued lying sideways in the garden as if unaware of his presence.

A beautiful bird traced an elegant arc in the sky, finally landing on the raised arm of that beautiful woman.

"Can't find it, not you..."

Imre heard her say, this time with a slightly more somber tone, even with a tinge of whimpering in her voice.

"Not you! Not you! Why have you all disappeared?"

She seemed to wail, and as she wailed, the beautiful creature on her white arm twisted as if distorted at that moment.

Its body rapidly swelled and grew fat, turning from small to a basketball-sized twisted mass of flesh that fell to the ground, splattering a spurt of blood.

Just then, a second beautiful creature arrived.

It looked like a gentle deer, tenderly nudging the woman sitting on the bench.

"Not you, nor you, you're not what I'm looking for."

The bizarre and awkward voice echoed again.

"Can't find it, why did it disappear? I was assured it wouldn't leave me!"

"Come back, come back, where have you gone, let me see you again, just one glance! Just one glance! Don't leave me!"

"Come out, come out~ don't hide, alright? I miss you all so much... I really miss you all!"

"Won't you come back, this time I'll definitely manage everything well, boo hoo~ so~ so~"

Amidst the bouts of dialogue, sometimes gentle, sometimes mad, the words carried a bizarre feeling of wickedness entwined, & Imre's body was filled with goosebumps hearing the eerie voice with a chill seeming to seep into his bones, making him shiver.

"Ah~ my children, my lovely children, have you come to see me?"

The woman on the bench seemed to respond suddenly, her body lying on the bench seemed to move with some difficulty.

She turned around, her graceful body slowly turning toward Imre.

At that moment, Imre only felt his brain tremble.

What an extremely beautiful and yet twisted body!

The exquisite face appeared to be the epitome of all beautiful creatures in the world, yet for unknown reasons, the tips of her seemingly beautiful hair were withered and yellowed.