Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1222 Boundless Wilderness of Grave Soil, Ascending to the Ultimate Realm
Seemingly moved by Lyon's gentle attitude, and faced with the invitation to alliance once again, the pure white Virgin Mary, with tears in her eyes, finally completely abandoned her prejudices, and her fair neck began to move back and forth in large, sweeping motions.

"very good."

Looking at the pure white Virgin Mary nodding vigorously, Leon couldn't help but nod in satisfaction and give her a kind smile.

Although the "goodness" of the Pure White Mother is merely hypocrisy, the source of "goodness" she grasps is still genuine, and her position as the ruler of the Pure Land is temporarily irreplaceable.

There is only the Dream Resting Ruler in the Dream Resting Valley, and the Abyss of Ten Thousand Evils has been completely destroyed by Number 1, so Numbers 6 and 7 can eat it without causing too much impact. However, the Pure White Land is still intact and still needs her as the ruler to guard it.

If he had swallowed her along with him, the Pure White Land wouldn't have been destroyed on the spot, but it would definitely have been in great chaos. It might even have suffered damage to some of its rules, like Evangeline's Abyss Realm, turning from a complete material plane into a relatively broken world.

Furthermore, a living enemy is often more useful than a dead one.

If I were to kill the White Mother directly, even if the evidence in the Oathweaver's House were irrefutable, considering the angels' trust in her, many would surely suspect there was more to the story, that I, the "devil," had framed her, and might even begin to miss the White Mother who had been cruelly devoured.

Only if the culprit, Our Lady of the Pure White, were alive and personally provided an explanation for her wicked deeds could the blind faith of the angels be truly shattered, making it easier for her to move the Pure White Land and the angels back all at once.

As for why they did this... it was naturally because of the essence of the source in the hands of the Pure White Mother!
Recalling how the present world was shattered into pieces by the Third Root and remains a "disassembled" dimension to this day, a strong sense of anticipation appeared in Leon's eyes.

According to Evangeline, a large amount of Root Essence is needed to mend the broken world, and the Pure White Mother is a perfect fit, having already mastered the ability to temporarily create Root Essence through the Oath Weaver.

Bringing her and the angels of the Pure Land back would be equivalent to bringing back a great deal of the essence of origin, and the "glue" that binds the entire world back together.

Once the shattered present world is reunited and becomes a complete Plane 3 again, the strength of the Root will likely increase significantly. At that time, even if I am not a true Root survivor, the Root that I can mobilize will definitely rise accordingly... At least I will be stronger than this donkey, right?
"Ugh—ugh—(Why are you staring at me? Do I look weird?)"

"Forehead……"

Faced with the Donkey-Headed Overlord's rather self-aware question, Leon paused for a moment, then turned his gaze away and shook his head, saying:
"It's not that strange, in fact, after looking at it for a while, it's quite... quite elegant?"

"Uh-ah—uh-ah—(That's true, my temperament is definitely one of a kind)"

Faced with Lyon's remarkably tactful reply, the Star Lord nodded his donkey head in satisfaction, baring two rows of white donkey teeth at him and revealing a friendly yet wild smile. He then sincerely changed his donkey-like language to human language and took the initiative to invite him:

"You have good judgment; no wonder I've chosen you... How about joining my alliance to fight against Number One's attack?"

what?
Lyon was slightly taken aback.

"Your ally?"

"To put it simply, Number 4, who is in charge of the grave soil, and Number 10, who is in charge of the boundless wilderness, are both quite familiar with me. The three of us are afraid that Number 1 will catch us and kill us one day, so we formed an alliance to watch out for each other and help each other."

With a deft flick of her deep purple tongue, she removed a melon seed stuck between her teeth. The Star Lord glanced at the antler-adorned girl beside her, then spoke:

"What about you, number 11? If you want to join, we'll count you in."

Am I included?
Unexpectedly, the Star Lord would extend such an invitation. Upon hearing this, the antler-clad girl hesitated slightly, then said with a look full of suspicion:
"Your anti-Number One alliance..."

"Don't just call it the Anti-Number One Alliance, that name is awful!"

After interrupting the antler-wearing girl, the Star Lord snorted with displeasure:
"Our alliance has an official name. It was formed by me, who governs the stars, and Number 4, who governs death. So we each took one character as the alliance's name." Number 2 and Number 4 each took one character as their name?
Lyon raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing this.

The Astral Plane and Death formed an alliance together, so it's called the Death Star Alliance? That name isn't bad. Those planes that were targeted by the First and then destroyed do resemble stars that have had all their life force plundered and can only helplessly head towards death.

These descendants of the original inhabitants united to form an alliance in order to resist the result of becoming the "Death Star." From this point of view, calling it the Death Star Alliance is quite fitting.

"Our alliance is called the Dead Donkey Alliance."

(O_O)?？ (O_O)?？

Seeing Leon and the antler-wearing girl staring wide-eyed, the Star Lord raised his donkey head, a hint of smugness in his expression, and asked:

"How about it? Doesn't it sound much better than the Anti-Number One Alliance?"

"..." x2
"What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?"

We...have nothing to say.

Being dominated by a donkey's head is quite fitting... but the unnecessary naming method shocked Leon. After a moment of silence, his cheeks twitched and he nodded slightly, saying:
“I agree to join your anti-Number One alliance, or rather, that’s what I’m here for.”

"It's not the anti-Number One Alliance, it's the dead donkey alliance."

"Should I... join too?"

After pursing her lips, the antlered girl glanced at Leon, then hesitated before saying:

"If I join the Anti-Number One Alliance, will the allies in the alliance no longer be able to eat me?"

"It's not the Anti-Number One Alliance, it's the Dead Donkey Alliance!"

"you misunderstood……"

Looking at the antlered girl who seemed ready to run away at the slightest shake of his head, Leon couldn't help but sigh helplessly:

“I’m really not some crazy pervert. Number 6 and Number 7 brought it on themselves. You’re different from them. Even if you don’t join the anti-Number 1 alliance, I won’t eat you.”

"Don't call it the Anti-Number One Alliance, call it the Dead Donkey Alliance!"

"Then...okay..."

Under the influence of Lyon's "human affinity" ability, the antlered girl, whose features were roughly 80% human, hesitated for a moment before nodding and saying:
"As long as you guarantee you won't harm our allies, I can join the Anti-Number One Alliance... Oh, by the way, Number Twelve, who controls the Ascended Realm, and I both belong to the Spiritual Realm, and we're quite familiar with each other. If I vouch for him, can he join the Anti-Number One Alliance?"

"Dead donkey alliance! It's the dead donkey alliance, you two! Are you even listening to me?"

(End of this chapter)