I Become Baby Mafia Boss

BM Chapter 2423

The soul masters would always attach a piece of their soul or their consciousness into their soul weapon, giving them a chance to survive if one day they really lost their souls.

Some even went as far as cutting a piece of their souls and keeping it somewhere safe, far away from the battlefield.

Bello knew all of this and ruthlessly took away both the soul flames and the soul weapons!

Even if he couldn't take away those scattered pieces of souls hidden somewhere, this move was already enough to deal a hard blow to the soul masters.

After harvesting a wave of soul flames and soul weapons, the cat leisurely pocketed the war spoils, intending to give them to the people from the Underworld for some processing.

The staff would definitely love this gift.

After all, the Underworld's staff had always hated soul masters who could control souls or even summon lingering souls.

This behavior was no different from robbing the Underworld staff of their own jobs and merits.

Not to mention that the souls that were supposed to enter reincarnation were enslaved and used for the soul masters' own needs...

This was already against the Underworld's bottom line, but they could do nothing to intervene because they could not attack the living people.

Now that these people died and their souls were in Bello's hands, how could the people from the Underworld not take a chance to torture these bastards and release the souls that they captured?

Some poor souls had already disappeared forever due to overconsumption, not to be reincarnated forever.

Those souls suffered their entire life even after death.

The consciousness might not feel the pain of the soul being extracted and used, but the soul itself was crying.

Some victims who were about to disappear completely and were rescued on time would always have a deep trauma in their soul.

Even a reincarnation could not erase that trauma, affecting their new lives after reincarnation.

Now that the Underworld's staff had a chance to discipline and torture these bastards who played with other people's souls, how could they not be happy?

They would be so happy that they cried while hugging one of Bello's paws.

Bello stored the souls and the soul weapons in his special soul storage somewhere in another dimension that no other creature other than Cerberus could touch.

With this, these souls would be "safe and sound", and the gift could be delivered safely to the Underworld's staff.

Other people aside from the soul masters witnessed the strange phenomenon with their own eyes and they instantly scrambled to check the condition of the soul masters.

Those who had done so realized that these soul masters had really lost their breath, not just falling into a deep coma.

The quick-witted people immediately reported the news to their superiors and their superiors hurriedly told the domain masters with cold sweat on their forehead.

"Yes, so it is like this...we also don't know why the soul masters collectively died."

The leader of the small teams assigned to check the condition of the soul masters wiped his forehead with the back of his palm as he looked up at the group of domain masters.

His face was frighteningly pale, and his eyes darted here and there, not daring to look at the group of arrogant domain masters in front of him.

There were ten main domain masters who were the core of the entire team, but they were all injured to varying degrees.

Only those scattered domain masters sent to support the scene were in a better condition.

These scattered domain masters listened to the team leader's report quietly.

With each word the leader uttered, their faces darkened collectively, as if someone turned down the brightness of their phone camera.

The scattered domain masters had gloomy faces enough to drip inks, and the pressure around then suddenly multiplied.

The whole scene was quiet, with only the rough breathing noise of the team leader and the suppressed breathing of the scattered domain masters.

The soul masters were important chess pieces that the whole team needed to take away Ainsley's soul.

Without the soul masters, they had to capture Ainsley alive and bring her back to the base.

This was much more difficult to do than just stealing the soul on the spot.

Now that they suddenly lost countless soul masters for no reason, the scattered domain masters were slightly flustered.

If the soul masters could die like that, maybe they might also die in the next second without knowing why.

One of the most prestigious domain masters among the scattered domain masters took a deep breath and asked the team leader with a rough and hoarse voice, as if he didn't drink for years.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Did you examine the cause of death?"

The word 'death' was pronounced heavily, and it came out of the man's gritted teeth.

The team leader had previously said that he didn't know why the soul masters died, but they did find strange clues one after another.

The man, who was not as tall as the domain master who spoke just now, clenched his back molars and tried to suppress the tremble in his voice.

"W-we found out that these soul masters' bodies have lost their souls."

The word just dropped, and the domain master almost rolled his eyes at the team leader.

Idiot! Of course people would lose their souls when they died.

This is common sense!

There's nothing suspicious here!

However, before the domain master could scold the team leader bloody, the team leader realized that his words were ambiguous and not clear enough.

He quickly waved his hands in the air and stuttered as he explained.

"N-no, no, no, it's not that simple!"

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