Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1215 The advantage is mine
Three against one, the advantage is on my side!

Just as the All Things Celestial Cicada was pulling the still somewhat unwilling King Yellow towards the Abyss of Ten Thousand Evils, Leon opened up the Dream Realm to block the eruption of the Root of Evil, taking away all the Lost Ones in the process, and then flew towards the Donkey and Horse combination.

Although these two survivors of the Roots may not be teammates, the fact that they chose to infiltrate in disguise proves that they are definitely not on the side of the Pure White Mother and that there is a possibility that they will join forces with him to fight the enemy.

Besides, this is still the territory of the Pure White Mother. Rather than risking others taking advantage of the situation and engaging in a one-on-one battle with the Pure White Mother who has the advantage of terrain, it is naturally safer to drag the Donkey and Horse duo into the battle and not let them stay out of it.

Damn it, there really is something wrong with that cow!

The expressions on the faces of the donkey and horse were quite interesting as they watched the familiar bull's head break through the black cocoon of light and fly towards them without hesitation.

Leon had been a fellow patient with the bull-headed man for several days, and the horse-headed woman, who had even tried to seduce him, was obviously embarrassed. The horse-headed woman's handsome face was filled with awkwardness. The donkey-headed man, who also failed to notice Leon's disguise, didn't look too good either.

These past few days, besides probing the angels' situation, I've also been teasing the anxious Number 11 for amusement. Little did I know that while I was making fun of Number 11, someone was watching the whole thing from just a few meters away... So, didn't I become someone else's fun too?

"stop!"

After raising its donkey hoof to signal a halt, the donkey-headed man with a long, drawn-out face glared menacingly at the ox-headed man standing not far away and said:
"Which one are you? Number 4? Number 10? Number 12? Or..."

"Number 3!"

Sensing the faint dreamlike aura emanating from Leon, the horse-headed lady, who had witnessed the entire month-long meal, couldn't help but take a deep breath, then spoke with wary eyes:

"You're still not satisfied after eating Number 7? Now you've set your sights on the Pure White Mother?"

"..."

Oh no, my reputation seems to be ruined again.

Looking at the clearly wary donkey and horse duo, Lyon couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He wisely avoided mentioning that he was there to find allies, and instead, instead of answering their questions, directly explained the situation:
"The White Mother gathers the lost to cultivate goodwill, and then extracts that goodwill from them through those oath-weaving places below, in order to maintain the state of all the angels in the Pure White Land... You're here to investigate this, aren't you?"

The donkey and horse duo were slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

"how do you know?"

Of course I know that whenever astral beings or lost spirits appear, your hearts flutter slightly and your attention is immediately drawn to them. Coupled with the fact that you two have followed them all the way here, your purpose is practically obvious, isn't it?
"Then we should be considered allies this time."

Ignoring the Horse-Headed Lady's question once again, and directly adding a temporary allied label to both sides, Lyon estimated the time it would take for the Pure White Mother to return, and spoke at an extremely fast pace:

"The last time I encountered the Pure White Mother was in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Evils. At that time, she was scouring the surviving demons there and turning them into angels. According to a demon I captured before, the corpse of the ruler of the Abyss is also in her hands."

As you've seen in the Oathweaver's Lair below, she has extracted enough of the source of evil from the Lord of the Abyss and the demons, and has now turned her attention to your people. We…”

"and many more!"

After interrupting Lyon, the donkey-headed man, with a sullen face, made a demand:

"Before we get to that, shouldn't the three of us drop the pretense? What kind of cooperation can we have with three fake faces on?"

"Okay." After glancing at the donkey-headed man, Leon nodded slightly, raised his hand and tapped the bull's head he had borrowed from the old ox, canceling the minotaur image conjured from the dream and revealing his true form.

After a moment's hesitation, the horse-headed lady's handsome horse face faded away, replaced by a woman's face with deer antlers and a pair of elfin-like pointed ears. Her originally muscular and agile figure shrank several sizes, transforming into a slender and graceful figure like a deer.

Upon seeing the two figures, the Star Lord with the donkey's head nodded in satisfaction. Then, he tilted his neck back ninety degrees and collapsed to the ground with a thud, his two front hooves firmly planted on the ground... and that was the end of it.

"what happened?"

Seeing Leon and the antlered girl staring at him, the Star Lord's donkey raised its eyebrows and then let out a very standard donkey bray.

"Ugh—ugh—(Go on, why are you all looking at me?)"

"..." x2
Looking at the donkey-headed man...donkey, who looked exactly the same as before except that he was lying down, the antlered girl said, somewhat bewildered:
"Didn't you say you were going to show your true colors? Why are you still..."

"Ugh—ugh—(This is my true face)"

"..."

So... your true nature is really a donkey?!?!

How about that? You're amazed by my huge transformation, aren't you?
After catching the look of shock in the eyes of Lyon and the other man, the Star Lord grinned smugly and his voice became even louder.

"Ugh—ugh—(Don't worry too much about appearance; we astral beings choose our own appearance, and I like this one.)"

"..."

Alright... No wonder I always felt you didn't like me enough, turns out your true form isn't human... Never mind, that's not important.

After his lips twitched uncontrollably, Leon suppressed his intense urge to retort, then took a deep breath and said:
"Gentlemen, I think the three of us share the same goal: the behavior of the Pure White Mother must be stopped. I don't think there's any disagreement on that."

"I agree."

The antlered girl looked at Leon with a mixture of apprehension and curiosity, then nodded solemnly and said:
“I can sense that there are at least a thousand wandering spirits from the Ancestral Land of Ten Thousand Spirits in those oath-weaving camps below. There are probably many more that she 'consumed' and discarded in the past. She must pay the price for this!”

Like Evangeline, is he a ruler who values ​​his people highly...?

After glancing at the antlered girl and listing her as a potential ally, Leon turned to look at the Star Lord on the other side, awaiting its answer.

"Ugh—ugh—(We astral beings are all born naturally, so it doesn't matter what kind of people we are. I've never seen the Lost Ones she's gathered, so whether there's a price to pay... it doesn't seem to matter much?)"

After humming loudly for a while, the Star Lord blinked his donkey eyes, which reflected the Milky Way, and tentatively asked:
"Ugh—ugh—(The reason I came here isn't so much to avenge my people, but mainly because I thought it might be interesting... Why don't you guys fight it out and I'll just watch the show from the sidelines?)"

"..."

(End of this chapter)