Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1131 The Key and the Cemetery

"As we just said, going to the realm of the dead is the only way right now."

Faced with the mermaid beauty's warning from the God of Food, the other end of the seashell earring remained silent for a moment before a more composed and indifferent voice spoke slowly:

"Although this World No. 3 is much larger than your Underworld, the number of true gods it can 'nurture' is also limited. After the God of Food killed and captured a batch of them, there are not many beings left who possess power."

If you want to enter the Roots and seize the Roots of this world, you must master enough power and mix it to create a power that is closest to the origin of this world in order to break through the Root Plates protecting the Roots.

So this isn't us making things difficult for you, forcing you to exterminate the Cleanup Bureau and humanity. It's just that as long as you still want to seize the source of this world, you must take those true gods from the Netherworld.

"That's it."

The mermaid beauty blinked upon hearing this, then smiled and said:

"Your explanation is really good. If I couldn't see the time gap, I almost would have believed it!"

"..."

"Why aren't you saying anything? Did you expect me to be so perceptive as to discover the backup plan you've left for yourselves?"

The mermaid woman smiled as she gently tapped the silent seashell earring with her fingertips:
"Although I am completely dead, I have at least controlled the root of the entire material world. I am a master whose will can transcend time. Some temporal discrepancies cannot be hidden from me."

So stop talking if it's useless. Just hand over those true gods hidden in 'yesterday.' And tricks won't work; I've already seen where they're hiding. You'd better be proactive and cooperate; don't force me to go get them myself."

"..."

Damn it! She discovered Curie's massacre of the king yesterday!

“Those true gods are different.”

After a long silence, the seashell earring, with a hint of annoyance, refused:

“Yesterday, Curie was a true god whom we recognized, just like the relationship between you and the mermaid. To us, she was like a member of our own kind. If you… what are you going to do?”

"Go and capture your own people!"

"???"

"I've already said, it's best if you're willing to give it, but if you're not, I can take it myself."

After repeating what she had said earlier, the mermaid beauty smiled and said:

"You don't actually think that after all this, I'm going to try and reason with you, do you? Of course, you'll take whatever you want!"

"..."

"Also, there's no need to talk about clansmen and the like."

After glancing at the time-space interlayer within the Source God Platform, the mermaid beauty still smiled, but her voice was slightly cold as she said:
"My people are where I came from and where I will go. Your so-called people are merely tools sent by Number 1 to various material worlds to break through the primordial clay tablets and seize the source."

These true gods you've hidden in 'yesterday' are essentially the same as the angels and demons spread by Numbers 5 and 6. The only reason you want to protect them is to preserve a key for backup.

"..." "Alright, choose."

The hand, covered in the color of origin, groped through the void, vaguely grasping the outline of [Yesterday's Abode], and then the mermaid beauty smiled:
"If you're willing to cooperate, I'll easily push the door open and take them away; if you're not willing to cooperate, then I'll have to go through the trouble of barging in and taking their remains... Which outcome do you prefer?"

"..."

After a moment of silent silence, the seashell earring lost its luster and dimmed completely. The tightly closed door of Yesterday's Abode in front of the mermaid beauty opened on its own with a rusty creak, revealing a dark corridor leading to the depths of Yesterday's Abode.

well.

Looking at the wide-open doors of the former residence and feeling the vast amount of power frozen in "yesterday," the mermaid beauty nodded slightly in satisfaction. She then entered the last private territory of the King of Slaughter Society and raised her hand to seal the only entrance and exit again.

Meanwhile, Leon, who had returned to the mortal world from the Netherworld after passing through the sea eye mixed with [Stardust], was holding the dumbfounded Scorpio director and gazing at the huge meteorite slowly rotating in the eddies of the sea, silently sighing.

"This this……"

Seeing that the Cleanup Bureau headquarters had appeared in the sea instead of at an altitude of 70,000 kilometers, Director Scorpio gaped open, repeatedly saying in a panic:

"How is this possible?! How is this possible?!"

It's very likely... or rather, given the current state of the Cleanup Bureau, it's impossible for them to defeat a Overlord.

After observing the reaction inside the Cleanup Bureau headquarters and seeing only the bodies left behind by numerous Cleaners, without finding any trace of souls, Leon closed his eyes briefly and then began to try to communicate with the gates of the dead.

The former third-generation director, who only accidentally stumbled into the Root and became tainted with a little bit of the Root's color, was able to almost wipe out the true gods of the present world and the surrounding fourteen planes, and drive out the four supreme pillar gods so that they dared not show their faces. Ivangeline, who once fully mastered the Root, would naturally be even stronger.

If the Cleanup Bureau is a bunch of mechanically monstrous creatures, then Ivangeline, who has mastered the Root Colors, is an unbeatable powerhouse with both high stats and mechanics. The Cleanup Bureau is left with a bunch of old, weak, and disabled guards; it would be a miracle if they could defeat her...

At least their souls were preserved.

After examining the traces near the Gates of Hell in the Realm of Death, and confirming that a large number of complete and powerful souls had passed through, but there were no signs of invasion by the Origin Color, Leon couldn't help but breathe a slight sigh of relief.

The Dead Realm, after its own transformation, is undoubtedly the last stronghold of the present world and the Cleanup Bureau. As long as it has not been destroyed, there is still hope for the situation.

"stop looking!"

Leon raised his hand and slapped the back of the Wrist Demon's head... or rather, the back of his hand, before picking up the somewhat bewildered Scorpio Director and walking toward the Gate of Death.

"There's no time to stand around in the dark. Whether we can turn the tide depends on the situation in the Dead Zone."

Is it possible to... turn things around?
Upon hearing Lyon's words, the Scorpio director, whose gaze had been somewhat fixed, paused for a moment, then turned his head with difficulty and said:

"But our headquarters is gone, how can we..."

"As long as the person is still alive, that's fine."

After rubbing his cufflinks, which were filled with who-knows-how-many things, Leon said expressionlessly:
"Anyway, let's go to the Death Realm first. I'm not confident I can deal with Ivangeline yet. I need to find the Three... um... who did this?"

After passing through the empty Gates of Hell, and looking at the former Sage's Cemetery, which had been moved to the entrance of the Death Realm... even Leon, who was originally planning to ask the Third Director for help, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

What the hell is going on? Why was the Sage's Cemetery of the Third Generation moved directly to near the entrance?
(End of this chapter)