Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1196 You understand the root cause, but you don't understand the God of Cookery

"Is it?"

Faced with the questioning of the Pure White Virgin Mary, the deep blue earring swayed slightly, then smiled and said:

"If you think I'm exaggerating, let's do a little experiment... Don't move those demons away right now. Continue to maintain your saintly posture, embracing and comforting those foolish demons. After a while, you'll believe what I'm saying."

Embrace those demons?

Upon hearing this, the Pure White Mother frowned slightly, a hint of resistance rising in her heart. However, considering the accurate judgment of the Myriad Things Celestial Cicada regarding Number 3's reaction, she did not refuse. Instead, she gathered some of the light screen around her and flew towards the fragments behind her.

"mother!"

"The Mother who saves all!"

"Merciful Mother! Loving Mother! Great Mother!"

Upon seeing the arrival of the Pure White Mother, who had confronted the evil humans and oxen and saved them from the demons, a group of angels and demons rushed over with tears in their eyes, prostrating themselves before her in piety and awe, and even kissing her feet with tears in their eyes.

Although she instinctively resisted contact with demons, the Pure White Mother suppressed the urge to kick away these filthy demons when she thought of the confident tone of the All-Encompassing Cicada. Her pure white wings spread from behind her, and she gently lifted up the demons who were bowing down to her.

"You do not need to kneel before me."

Maintaining a gentle and loving tone, the White Virgin Mary reached out and lightly stroked the head of the demon before her, softly comforting him:

"No matter what you were like in the past, no matter what kind of pain you have been lost in, you have all become my children now. And between a mother and her children, there should be no kneeling or praying, only a warm hug."

It must be said that, although her specific temperament is debatable, the pure white Madonna's maternal voice and the soft, warm holy light surrounding her truly possess a captivating and wondrous charm.

Lifted from the ground by those pure white wings and embraced by the arms of the White Mother, the succubus, who had only been half-transformed, immediately radiated a pure light just like her.

The scraggly hooves, once covered in dust, instantly transformed into delicate pink feet; the scales covering the legs and knees turned into fair skin; the demonic flames melted away, the curved horns faded, the sharp claws retracted, and the canines closed...

The succubus, who was originally still exuding a seductive aura, instantly shed all her demonic nature after being embraced by the Pure White Mother, transforming into a devout and pure saintess, spreading her white wings with joy in her eyes.

"My child, my good child."

Suppressing her unease, the Pure White Mother didn't throw the succubus angel out of her arms. Instead, she gently released her grip and, amidst the admiring gazes of the angels and demons, beckoned to another hesitant demon not far away.

Come here, let me hug you.

"mother……"

"poor child."

Seemingly sensing the hesitation in the demon's heart, the light covering the pure white face of the Virgin Mary dimmed slightly, revealing her face full of pity and love.

The face that gradually became clear in the light was not a stunning beauty belonging to the mortal world, but rather a purity and compassion that remained after all desires and sharpness had been stripped away.

Amidst the adoring gazes of the demons, the pure white Virgin Mary's clear eyes, brimming with gentle grace, looked lovingly at the bewildered demons before her. Her slightly parted lips parted, and she asked in a voice full of pity:

"Your past... must have been very painful, right?"

"I……"

"Do not be afraid, do not worry, and do not regret. It was not your fault, and being born a demon was not the path you chose." After giving the hesitant demon a firm hug, the Pure White Mother gently stroked the demon who was sobbing in her arms, and whispered with sorrow in her eyes:

"I am not saving you, nor redeeming you, nor giving you any enlightenment. I just want to hug you, share some of your sorrow, and offer a little belated comfort so that your souls are not filled with pain."

My child, my poor child… Whether you were the one who abused or was abused, the one who killed or was killed, you had no choice in the past. As your mother who came too late, I have no right to blame you. I just want you to use your own will to choose again… Would you like to be my child?

"Yes! Mother! I do!"

Under the gentle embrace of the Pure White Mother, the Slaughter Demon, which had previously partially resisted the transformation and had only grown a pair of white wax wings, instantly collapsed. All the demonic traits on its body were swept away, and it immediately knelt down in front of the Pure White Mother, weeping from the bottom of its heart.

Phew... this should be enough, right?
Looking at the demons around her, who, under the influence of the [Embrace of Pure White], had shed their lingering demonic aura and transformed into angels, the Pure White Mother, her face filled with compassion, softly asked her earring:
"I've done what you said I would do, so what? Where is the evidence you have to convince me?"

"The evidence has always been there."

"?"

"Haven't you noticed? Many of your foolish children are not awake; they are living in a dream that is the same as reality."

Five tiny gems on the cyan earrings glittered, marking several demons with somewhat dazed eyes among the "children" at the feet of the pure white Virgin Mary. Then, with a slightly mocking tone, she retorted:

"You don't think that the God of Cookery's Dream Master is just a figurehead, do you?"

Is this... a dream? So since I left on the 3rd, my every move has been under his surveillance? If I make any unusual moves, I'll be exposed immediately?

Using the "mark" provided by the Heavenly Cicada of All Things, the Pure White Mother's eyes narrowed sharply after spotting a few demons entangled in dreams among tens of thousands of weeping demons.

"How could this be... When did this happen?"

"Always."

"???"

Looking at the pure white saint who was completely bewildered by her answer, the all-knowing cicada on the other side of the earring couldn't help but shake its head slightly, its eyes revealing clear disdain.

fool!

The difference between the rulers is greater than that between a human and a dog. If the Crimson King hadn't been captured, forcing me to help, this fool who only has roots but no brains would probably be in the God of Food's belly by now!
"Your Majesty, after seizing the vast majority of the dream's source, the God of Food has become the sole master of all dreams, even able to blur the boundaries between dreams and the real world."

Although she looked down on the Pure White Saintess's mind, the Crimson King was still in her hands, and she was worried that the Crimson King might impulsively send food to the God of Food. So, the All-Knowing Cicada had no choice but to patiently remind her:
"Did you see the bull at his feet? That bull was manifested from a dream, and it has a lot of dream origins in it, almost equivalent to a pillar god who possesses the truth of dreams."

"You mean... that cow dragged my 'children' into my dream?"

Having vaguely understood the meaning of the Celestial Cicada of All Things, the Pure White Mother asked with some doubt:

"But when did it do that? I clearly didn't see it move!"

"Didn't I already say it? Always!"

Faced with the oblivious, pure-white Mother Goddess, the All-Encompassing Celestial Cicada said somewhat impatiently:

"Smoke! That cow is a dream, so the cigarette in its mouth is naturally a dream too! While you were talking to the God of Food, that cow blew dozens of big smoke rings at you. Is it so hard to tamper with something in there?"

(End of this chapter)