Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 278: Hewinia

At first glance, this finger seemed no different from the others, equally pale and slender.

But upon closer inspection, one could see the differences, the thickness and placement of the knuckles were different from the other four fingers.

As if… it was a man’s finger.

Which, of course, it was.

When Hewinia had first attached it a few days earlier, it was a completely male finger, which made it necessary for Hewinia to keep it covered with a glove at all times.

Now, it looked no different from one of Hewinia’s own fingers.

This made Hewinia feel relieved… and deeply wary.

“Sister!” a voice called from behind, “It’s time to leave!”

Hewinia turned around to see Dosi motioning to her.

She took a deep breath, reining in any unnecessary emotions, and flashed Dosi a radiant smile, “Coming, Brother.”

Then she put the glove back on and wrapped her coat tighter around her.

She needed to be even more careful.

After all, inside the coat’s inner pocket, two objects of the same rank as that finger were concealed.

With this thought, Hewinia’s mood grew heavier.

…

Rhein City.

The Communication Crystal was lit up, casting projections of the four Bishops in their respective places.

The seat of the West Bishop still held Herry, but unlike two months ago when he attended the meeting as the Great Priest, this time he wore the same Bishop’s attire as the other three.

Normally, such meetings would begin with the Bishops exchanging pleasantries and jests, but due to the shocking nature of the last meeting’s content, the mood was absent, so they turned their attention directly to Pope Lango at the head of the room once the meeting commenced.

Lango didn’t maintain silence as in the previous meeting but after glancing over the four, he spoke lightly.

“Perhaps some of you are already aware, in Lyra, a God has died.”

This brief sentence, like a thunderclap, exploded in everyone’s mind.

Immediately, the waiting Clergy stepped forward, spreading out documents before the four Bishops.

The Eastern, Southern, and Northern Bishops began to review the documents at once, but Herry did not because he had largely collected and prepared these documents since his Somo City is the closest to Lyra within Rhein.

The most impetuous Eastern Bishop was the first to finish the documents and raised his head abruptly to look at Herry, “Where do these reports come from?”

“The people of Lyra saw it with their own eyes.”

“…The people of Lyra?” The Eastern Bishop seemed surprised, “Saw it with their own eyes?”

“Yes.” Herry nodded slightly, “After the incident, Lyra City was largely destroyed, countless Lyrians were displaced, and a large number ended up here.”

Hearing this, the North Bishop also looked up, then said softly, “Displaced Lyrians… this would have been nearly impossible in the past.”

“If even a God can die, let alone people,” said the South Bishop shaking his head, “We’ve always known that there was something amiss with Lyra, but we never imagined the problem to be so great that it nearly led to the birth of a new God. But what concerns us more is…”

The South Bishop didn’t finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant.

A God had been killed.

The last time a God died, one had to go back a thousand years to the God war.

Undoubtedly, this was a once-in-a-millennium event, enough to prompt Lango to convene this meeting by itself.

But more than the death of the New God, what the Bishops cared about was the manner in which this new God had died—sudden disappearance.

Given that numerous Lyrians witnessed it firsthand, it was virtually certain that the news wasn’t false.

A deity’s sudden disappearance in full view of spectators, leaving not a trace behind.

Such a manner of death gave them a strong sense of déjà vu, and they thought of Corey’s body that could never be restored.

“Could it be… Ulu?” The South Bishop spoke slowly, his own words barely believable to himself.