Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1220 The snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman…

No! No!
Seeing the primordial essence surging in like inky waves, obscuring the sky and the sun, the pure white saint, her eyes wide, trembled violently. Without even bothering to heal her wounds, she turned and ran without hesitation.

The essence of one's roots is a good thing, and the roots of others are also good things, but the essence of someone else's roots is an unparalleled poison!
While ordinary sources may mix and blend in parallel, the most condensed essence of a source is like a diamond compressed to its limit, allowing almost no other things to exist.

Moreover, these sources of evil thoughts are inherently opposed to one's own source of goodness. If they are poured in directly without being treated, it's like pouring cold water into a pan of oil or lava into a pond!
If you get tainted by these essences of origin, forget about defeating Number 3 and seizing the origin; you'll at least lose most of your life. If you're even less lucky, it's hard to say whether you'll even survive!

However, even though the White Mother reacted quickly, the angels who had received her [good intentions] through the Oath Weaving, even after transforming into demons, were still connected to her. A large amount of dark and obscure essence of origin surged in along the connection, instantly engulfing the White Mother, whose face was filled with despair.

Is this even possible?!?!
Gazing at the countless bewildered demons inside the old ox's belly, and the pure white Holy Mother struggling desperately in the dark essence of origin as if drowning, the donkey and horse duo observing from the edge of the distance fell into silence.

Therefore, Number 3 had already discovered the Pure White Mother's plan. The reason why he had the bull capture angels was not to force the Pure White Mother to show herself, but to lay the groundwork for this move to reverse the root cause.
"Amazing……"

After pursing her light pink lips, the antler-clad girl, who was focused on sealing off the source of the problem, couldn't help but comment:

“He had the Pure White Mother completely under his control from the very beginning, without even the slightest chance to struggle. I felt that even if I didn’t help seal the source, he would have other ways to deal with the Pure White Mother.”

"Number 3 is indeed cunning."

After nodding in agreement, the Star Lord surveyed the pure white Holy Mother struggling in the source in the distance, his donkey-like eyes narrowing slightly as he said:

"However, I still think that the Pure White Mother may not necessarily lose."

"?"

"Don't just feel her aura. The strength of her aura is not reliable. You need to feel her 'presence' and 'weight'."

After glancing at Leon, whose expression had also turned serious, the Star Lord explained:

"Although the Pure White Mother was submerged by the essence of evil, and her aura was almost weakened to the limit, her 'existence' actually became stronger."

Therefore, I suspect that she wasn't completely consumed by these primal essences, but rather successfully absorbed them in some way. She seems to have other trump cards up her sleeve, and it's not necessarily true that…”

"Roar!!!"

A roar filled with joy rang out, interrupting the Star Lord's words.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd and countless angels, the pure white Virgin Mary's filthy body was completely submerged, while a hideous body covered in black scales with exposed bone spurs at the joints slowly rose from where she had fallen.

I'm back!!!
Stretching out his arms, from which black ointment flowed continuously downwards, and letting out an incomparably joyful roar towards the sky, the Lord of the Abyss, relying on the Essence of Origin, successfully took over the body of the Pure White Mother and couldn't help but burst into laughter!
Damn you! You never expected this, did you?

After being completely crushed by Number 1, I thought our struggle would end there. But I never expected that you would covet my power and use my corpse to cultivate a few remnants, trying to steal the source of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Evils.

What I never expected was that everything you painstakingly planned was turned upside down by someone and became mine instead. The struggle between us that spanned countless years ended with me having the last laugh!
"Number 3, right?" Having suddenly swelled a thousandfold, transforming into a colossal monster even taller than an ox, the Abyss Overlord, revived with the help of the Essence of Origin, looked down at the no longer terrifying Leon, his blood-red eyes filled with admiration as he spoke:

"I really have to thank you, you've been a huge help to me!"

"You're welcome."

Looking up at the Abyss Overlord, whose size and even his body had swelled up, Leon asked thoughtfully:
"Are you the ruler of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Evils? So, the situation with the Pure White Mother before was actually due to you parasitizing her?"

"more or less."

Not daring to admit that he was a remnant of consciousness cultivated to be used as a tool by demons, the Lord of the Abyss nodded vaguely, then answered with an arrogant expression:
"However, she mainly brought it upon herself. No matter how pure and kind one is, one can fall into depravity. No matter how clean and pure one's land is, it can be stained black. Only evil is the beginning and the end of everything. This is the consequence of her attempt to steal my power!"

"Oh……"

After carefully listening to the demonic speech of the Lord of the Abyss, Leon looked up and asked:
"So, you got the benefit and ended up putting her in a difficult position, right? So, how are you going to thank me?"

"Hehe, you really helped me a lot, I will definitely give you the most generous reward."

Baring his white fangs at Lyon below, the Lord of the Abyss spoke with malice in his eyes:

"Number 3, you're not bad, really not bad. You're even closer to the source of evil than I am, a born demon. It's just a pity that you're ultimately human, not a demon. These sources of evil will only be directed at me, who is a demon, while you, no matter how evil you are, will still be bound by the source of evil."

As a reward for helping me obtain this body, I'm going to strip you of your flesh and blood, chew your bones to pieces, and swallow you whole, licking up even the splattered blood, so that you can completely merge with this great source... How about it? Are you happy?"

"..."

Well... hearing this really didn't surprise me at all; it fits my stereotype of demons perfectly.

After a somewhat helpless sigh, Leon spoke up to remind him:

"Your Excellency, Lord of the Abyss, do you think it's possible that I could not only transform angels into demons, but also turn those demons back into their original form?"

"Of course you can do that."

In response to Leon's reminder, the Lord of the Abyss grinned, revealing thick, sticky blood oozing from the iron-gray gums beneath his white canines. The blood resembled steel hills that had been ground to shreds, exuding a bloody stench that made one's heart tighten.

"But even if you turn those demons into angels and bring that bastard back out, some things will already be too late."

(End of this chapter)