Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1132 Targeted

"It really is you."

Just as Lyon hesitated for a moment... or rather, was suffocated by the stench surrounding the Sage's Cemetery, a wisp of color gently parted the perpetual mist of the Sage's Cemetery.

A young man with a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar appearance strolled out from the middle, stood on the dividing line between Boiling Shit Hell and the Former Sage's Cemetery, and then looked at Leon with a rather complicated expression.

"Although I had long felt that this day would come, it is really sad to think that the once-in-a-millennium genius of the Cleanup Bureau has actually stood on the opposite side of humanity."

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"Who are you?"

"?!!!"

Upon hearing Lyon's question, the young man wearing a hood couldn't help but twitch his lips. He then reached out and took off his hood, pinching his head through his shiny, oily hair.

Square... Oh! The third generation! I was wondering why it looked so familiar.

Upon seeing the distinctive square head, a knowing glint flashed in Leon's eyes. He then scrutinized the rather handsome young man and asked with some suspicion:
"That can't be right. When I was learning the secret arts, I saw the memories shared by Lord Taurus. I saw what you looked like when you were young. You were much uglier back then... You didn't actually get plastic surgery when you turned yourself into an anomaly, did you?"

You son of a bitch... Damn it! I should have known better than to retain those memories from when I was learning those secret techniques!
Startled by Leon's sarcastic remark, the young and handsome third-generation old man, looking rather embarrassed, couldn't help but retort angrily:
"What I looked like when I was young has nothing to do with you? Huh? What are you even here for?"

Tsk... Old Deng is still as annoying as ever.

After rolling his eyes at the enraged third-generation old man, Leon, unsure how much time he had left to prepare, didn't continue arguing with him about plastic surgery. Instead, he sealed his nose with the color of origin and then moved closer to him.

“Those messy things are not important... Lord Third Hokage, I need your help!”

"Wait! Stop right there!"

After raising his hand to make a "stop" gesture, the third-generation old man said with a doubtful look:
"what do you mean?"

What do I mean?
Lyon frowned upon hearing this.

"Didn't I tell you? I need your help."

How can I help you?

The three-generation old man looked at Leon with suspicion, his eyes full of disbelief, and said:
"You're not going to tell me that you're not with the mermaid who wiped out the Cleanup Bureau, that you're not a member of that race that can directly access the source, but rather one of us humans, are you?"

"Of course I'm not on her side..."

Having finally figured out the old man's line of thought, and recalling his rather abstract remarks when he first came out of the cemetery, Leon couldn't help but sigh speechlessly:
"What are you thinking? If I were on the same side as that original race, would the Cleanup Bureau be in this state now?"

"if not?"

The third-generation old man squinted and said:
"Although the Bureau of Cleanup is getting weaker and weaker, it was fine for thousands of years before you came along. At least the situation was maintained. But you have only been in the Bureau of Cleanup for a little over a year, and the Watchtower Palace is about to shut down. The directors are either dead or injured, and several directors of the Zodiac Bureau have also run into trouble."

Moreover, you directly destroyed one of the Thirteen Kingdoms, and subdued the rest. The Death Realm also follows your lead, and you have the entire Cleanup Bureau under your control. When the current director returns, his words will probably not carry as much weight as yours.

You've ruined the Cleanup Bureau, and now you're telling me it has nothing to do with you? Why don't you just say you're not a member of the Root race, but like me, you accidentally wandered into the Root and that's how you happened to gain the ability to access the Root!

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"Why don't you speak?"

"You've said everything I wanted to say, so what's the point of me saying anything more!" Shaking his head somewhat helplessly, Leon didn't bother with the old man's self-justification act, but instead asked directly:
"Where is Lady Taurus? Has her soul descended as well? If you're not going to help, then forget it. I can talk to her myself; she'll definitely believe me."

"you……"

Seeing that Lyon, despite being "exposed" of his true colors, still refused to leave and insisted on seeing the Taurus director, the younger version of the third-generation Old Deng pondered for a moment before asking with some skepticism:

"What are you doing with her?"

"Forging abnormal substances".

Realizing that it was better to let the stubborn old man figure things out himself than to struggle to prove himself, Leon simply rubbed his cufflinks, took out the scales and tailbone he had collected from the mermaid statue's "hometown," and waved them at the third-generation old man from afar.

“Evangeline… is the mermaid who has mastered the Root. She is stronger than me and her methods of using the Root are more powerful. I am no match for her in a head-on confrontation.”

"But I've gathered quite a few things related to her in the Abyss Realm. If you or Lord Taurus were to help, these things should be able to create targeted anomalies, perhaps even bridging the gap in strength between us."

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"If you still don't believe me, I can show you the materials first."

After taking out the rocky base of the mermaid statue that had lain there for who knows how many years and sending it over remotely, Leon spoke earnestly:

"You can definitely tell that there's still some primordial energy left on this. And since I was able to bring this out, I must be planning to deal with her... Even if you don't believe me, it's not wrong to think I can handle someone who wiped out the Cleanup Bureau, right?"

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"Your Excellency the Third Generation!"

Just as the third-generation elder Deng took the base of the reef and began to hesitate with a frown, a voice that Lyon found quite familiar came from inside the cemetery.

The battered soul seemed somewhat translucent. The Taurus director, appearing quite weak, emerged from the cemetery and spoke earnestly:

"There's no need to try anymore. I've watched Lyon get to where he is today step by step, and I believe in him."

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"Joan of Arc?!"

Just as the third-generation chief hesitated, seemingly somewhat swayed, the Wrist Demon, held in Leon's hand, suddenly broke free and shouted with delight:
"You're still alive? No, wait... you're not quite dead yet?"

"You are... a Scorpio?"

After identifying the soul of the Wrist Demon, Director Taurus was greatly surprised, then exclaimed with a mixture of surprise and delight:
"Didn't you disappear along with Cancer? What happened to you?"

"Cancer realized something was wrong... and couldn't escape... I figured I definitely couldn't win, so I decided to hold back... and shared some of my consciousness with his demon... the Underworld... and that's how it happened."

With Scorpio Director's words as corroboration, the third-generation elder hesitated for a moment, then stepped back slightly, indicating that Leon could come closer, before finally speaking up:

“That mermaid possesses the power of the Root. Even if you have materials of the same level, plus my forging skills, the abnormal object you create may not be effective against her.”

"Will not."

Upon hearing this, Lyon shook his head and said with absolute certainty:
"As long as you can forge the item according to my requirements, it will definitely work for her."

"why?"

"Because during the few days I stayed in the Abyss, together with the three sea tribe chiefs who were also exiled there, we dug up every grave we could find and took away the remains of all her people."

After reaching out and tossing his cufflinks over, Lyon calmly explained, under the utterly shocked gazes of the three generations of bureau chiefs and the Taurus director:
"The anomalies you forge don't need to be able to resist the source; they just need to prevent her from doing it."

(End of this chapter)