Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1217 The Two-Faced Mother
He understands pollution better than I do?
Seeing the earring fall silent after uttering a nonsensical remark, the Pure White Mother closed her eyes briefly. Then, as if making a decision, she forcefully crushed the earring in her hand and completely dispelled the holy light surrounding her.

After the hazy veil of holy light was removed, the appearance of the Pure White Virgin Mary, which had never been fully revealed, was finally exposed.

Her left side still retained its beautiful outline, with large wings whiter than the first snow clinging to her bare back, and the skin peeking out from between the wings shimmering with a pearly luster, even more dazzling than the holy light that originally enveloped her... Unfortunately, the beautiful part ended there.

From the top of her head to her toes, from her shoulder blades to her hips, after embracing countless demons in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Evils, the right half of the Pure White Mother's body has undergone an extremely thorough reconstruction.

Jagged bone spurs pierced through the flesh, sprawling menacingly on the pitch-black scales. Thick, black ointment, like tar, flowed down from the closed, blood-red compound eyes. The fleshy wings, covered with veins, stretched out strangely on its back, and the mouthparts at the ends of the wings opened and closed with the wind, occasionally emitting mournful howls.

"Hmm? You finally couldn't hold back anymore?"

The eyes on the right half of his face, which had been tightly closed, opened, and the corners of his deep purple lips stretched backward all the way to the base of his ears, revealing a wide smile.

"That's great. So you're not going to ignore me anymore and are planning to completely accept my existence?"

As the right side of the Pure White Mother spoke, she tried to shake her head to the side, as if trying to tear herself off her body. Unfortunately, she had barely moved when the Pure White Mother's hand forcibly pressed her back down, firmly sticking her to her original position.

"It has nothing to do with whether or not it is accepted."

After pressing the other half of "herself" that wanted to break free back in, the left half of the Pure White Mother's face said coldly:
"The real you is dead. The current you is not the powerful ruler of the Abyss, but merely a remnant of consciousness that I cultivated from your corpse in order to absorb the power of those demons. You are just a tool that I can use at will."

"Okay, okay, I'm a tool, a useful and obedient tool, hahaha!"

After nodding with a hearty laugh, the right half of the Pure White Virgin Mary's face said with great interest:
"So what? Why did the omnipotent Pure White Mother suddenly change her mind and instead of absorbing me completely, she actively awakened this tiny remnant of my consciousness?"

Of course, it's because you're useful, and very useful.

Ignoring the provocation from the right half of her face, the Pure White Mother continued towards the Pure Land, her eyes indifferent as she asked:
"I'm about to go to war with someone, and he seems to have the same ability as you in your previous life—to directly corrupt the enemy's soul and cause them to fall. So I need you to help me stop him. Can you do it?"

"Of course."

The right half of the Pure White Mother's face... or rather, the thing she cultivated using the corpse of the Abyss Ruler, smiled, then asked with interest:

"However, our relationship doesn't seem to be good enough for us to fight side by side yet? If you make me fight against him, you'll definitely loosen your grip on me, and then..."

"I'll let you go then."

"?!!!"

Upon hearing the words of the Pure White Mother, the remnant consciousness of the Abyss Ruler paused slightly and fell silent. After a moment, it asked warily:

"Who are you planning to fight? Could it be... Number One? Is she targeting you again?"

"It's not number 1, it's number 3."

Number 3?
Upon hearing this, the remnant consciousness of the Abyss Overlord frowned, then asked with some surprise:
"That number 3, whose origins were disrupted by the escape of the original land, causing chaos among the corresponding sources, and which only recently awakened?"

"It's him." "You're actually willing to let me go just to deal with him?"

The Lord of the Abyss asked in bewilderment:
"Even if I'm just a remnant of consciousness, I am still a demon. If you really release me, I'll take away at least half of what you've squeezed out of those demons these past few days... Are you willing to do that?"

Of course I'm reluctant, but if sacrificing you is all it takes to get Number 3 to submit to me, then this deal isn't so bad, and it could even be considered a huge profit!

Whether I'm willing to give it up or not is my business; you just need to decide whether you want to cooperate with me.

After briefly closing her eyes, the Pure White Mother gazed at the old yellow ox digging furiously at the pure white soil in the distance, and expressionlessly raised her left hand, saying:

"To do it, or not to do it?"

"..."

To do it or not to do it... If simply helping her shield herself from pollution could bring her freedom and so much more...

Upon hearing the question from the Pure White Mother, the Abyss Overlord, who had been killed before Leon left the mortal world and had never met him, weighed the options and ultimately could not resist the temptation. He raised his scale-covered right hand and slammed it hard against the Pure White Mother's left hand!
"Let's do it! Nobody understands pollution better than me!"

……

"What...what is that?!"

Just as the Pure White Mother was fighting between herself and others, using the weakness of the Abyss Ruler's early death and lack of information to create a shield for herself, the Old Ox's demolition activities at the plane level had already alarmed all the angels in the Pure White Land.

"Wow! There's an amazing cow!"

"Wow! What a huge cow!"

Accompanied by the inevitable gasps that always followed each time the old ox appeared, countless angels rushed in from all directions, anxiously flying around the old ox and constantly trying to persuade this wicked ox, which was wreaking havoc on the pure land, to stop.

Aside from these angels who didn't have much combat ability, the remaining angels in the "battle formation" had successfully assembled into an army, shouting as they launched a heroic charge against the enemy who had destroyed their homeland... and then fell down in formation with a series of thuds.

"Pfft~~~"

The bull's large nostrils suddenly expanded, spewing out two long plumes of smoke nearly three kilometers long. After knocking out all the angels who rushed up, the old bull, under Lyon's instruction, temporarily stopped digging and instead took a deep breath at the unconscious, falling angels.

Amidst the terrified screams of the onlookers, the angels, who were falling like mosquitoes knocked out by mosquito coils, were all sucked back by the old ox and disappeared into the bottomless nostrils of the ox.

"stop it!!!"

After the thirteenth batch of angels were absorbed, the more powerful angels finally arrived one after another. More than a dozen archangels, whose strength was comparable to that of ordinary true gods, gathered in formation and then angrily charged towards the old ox that was wantonly "devouring" its people.

However, with the full support of the source of Leon's dream, the old ox's strength had already surpassed that of most pillar gods. With just a puff of smoke swirling around the dream, the archangels who had rushed over rolled their eyes and all sank into the dream, losing consciousness.

(End of this chapter)