Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1223 You fucking deserve to die!

After a brief but pleasant negotiation, Leon and the antlered girl reached a preliminary consensus and joined the anti-Number 1 alliance secretly formed by Number 2, Number 4, and Number 10.

After the antlered girl went back to contact Number 12, and the donkey-headed overlord also ran away in anger, Leon turned his gaze back to the Pure White Mother beside him, whose face was full of unease, and asked calmly:
"Your Holiness the Pure White Mother, may I ask the extent of your mastery of the Essence of Origin?"

"No, no, no, I have no origin essence!"

Feeling a chill run down her spine under Lyon's gaze, the Pure White Virgin hurriedly shook her head repeatedly.

"You...yours! It's all yours! The entire Pure White Land is yours!"

"..."

This is really awkward of you... I still prefer your previous rebellious self...

Faced with the new attitude of the Pure White Mother—first arrogant, then obsequious, completely lacking any sense of "class"—Leon felt slightly uncomfortable and couldn't help but ask:

"Just answer my questions directly, no need for all this nonsense."

"Okay! Ok!"

Seeing that Leon didn't seem to like her "loyalty," the Pure White Mother, who had almost been eaten along with the Lord of the Abyss, quickly straightened her back and tried her best to appear neither humble nor arrogant, saying:
“I was worried about being targeted by Number 1, so I’ve only been using the Oath Weaver to train angels in the past, and haven’t really used the Essence of the Root yet. The battle I just had with you was the first time I used it.”

Does that mean you're not proficient either?
Upon hearing this, Lyon frowned and then asked:
"So, can these primal essences you've created through trickery really reassemble a shattered plane?"

A plane that is bound together and broken?
The Pure White Mother blinked, then remembered the news she had heard from the Celestial Cicada of All Things, and tentatively asked:
"Is the dimension you mentioned the present world where you humans live?"

"Correct."

Lyon nodded and said:
"When our ancestors fled from the old land, the Root No. 3 came out first and created an environment suitable for us humans to live in, but also shattered the plane we are in now. It is said that only the essence of the Root can mend it."

I see……

Having understood Leon's plan, and sensing the increasingly intense source of evil emanating from him—even more terrifying than the Abyss Ruler in his lifetime—the Pure White Mother hesitated for a moment, then cautiously said:

"Based on my understanding of the nature of the Root Essence, the Root Essence I created should be enough to rebind the present world under your control, but... why did you send me?"

At this point, seemingly afraid that Lyon would think she was trying to resist, the Pure White Mother quickly explained:
“It’s not that I don’t want to do things for you, it’s just that I was just defeated by you, so I’m not really trustworthy. And you, after consuming… after bestowing the grace of the Lord of the Abyss into oneness with you, should be able to mobilize the essence of the root of [evil], right?”

"..."

Goodness, aren't you adapting to this "prisoner" status a little too quickly?
Looking at the pure white saint who had become extremely cautious in her words and actions after he had pried her out from between her teeth, as if she wanted to explain herself even for taking a single breath, for fear that he would misunderstand that she was plotting a rebellion, Leon shook his head speechlessly and said:

"Just tell me if you can do it, that's all you need to do."

"Yes, yes! It can definitely be done!"

Seeing that Lyon seemed somewhat dissatisfied with her words, the terrified Pure White Mother quickly explained:
“I don’t have any particular plans. You are well aware of the power of the Root Essence. Rather than letting someone like me, a sinner who once rebelled against you and offended you, wield the Root Essence, it would be better for you to control this power yourself. Don’t you think that makes sense?”

That makes sense, but what I consumed was the ruler of the Abyss of Evil, and what I controlled were those seemingly dark and malevolent roots of evil. Using this stuff to mend the broken present world—who knows what strange side effects might occur? To be honest, if it weren't for the need to "consume" one's own race to condense the essence of the roots, I wouldn't even want to use your roots of good. No matter how good these essences of roots that don't belong to the present world are, they certainly aren't as suitable as the "original" roots.

"Alright, we'll talk about this later."

Leon waved his hand, indicating that the Pure White Mother didn't need to worry about these things. He then touched her shoulder to confirm that even after the Lord of the Abyss was devoured, she could still be controlled by the [Lord of Demons], before making his request:

"Later I will turn the angels back. You should get as much of the Essence of Roots as possible and move the Pure Land of White towards the Abyss of Ten Thousand Evils."

"ah????"

"What? Number 1 could use the Essence of Origin to move an entire plane and smash through the Abyss of Ten Thousand Evils in one go, and you can't even move the Pure White Land?"

"Well... yes, it is possible..."

Upon receiving Lyon's disapproving look, the Pure White Mother couldn't help but shudder, nodding repeatedly before asking in a low voice:
"But you asked me to move the Pure White Land there, is it in preparation for..."

“I’ve already told you before, I want the source of goodness, the Pure White Land, and all the angels on the Pure White Land.”

After glancing at the pure white Virgin Mary, Lyon spoke:

"Among the fragments shattered from the present world, there is a fragment called Mount Paradise, where many angels dwell. I want you to move the entire Pure White Land there through the Star Gate and completely merge it with Mount Paradise. Also, bring the remains of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Evils there and merge it with the Abyss of the present world. Can you do that?"

You want to move the entire Pure Land of White Desolation and the shattered Abyss of Ten Thousand Evils to the mortal world all at once? You actually intend to take it all!
Upon receiving this order, which sounded terrifyingly demanding, the Pure White Mother couldn't help but shudder, then whispered with little confidence:

"This should... be possible... right?"

"Ok?"

"Yes! It definitely can!!!"

……

It's over... this is really the end...

Just as Lyon was urging the White Mother to clean up the Pure White Land in preparation for an unprecedented dimensional migration, the raven, who had long since evacuated from the Abyss of Ten Thousand Evils, looked down at its body, which was suddenly flashing with a strange black light, and asked with a hint of despair:

"I...I feel so strong right now, like I could kill all three of you with just one slap. Am I about to become that 'transcendent'?"

"..."

Transcendence isn't quite there yet, but it seems like we're really just one last step away...

After exchanging glances and seeing nearly identical complex expressions on each other's faces, the three pillars of the gods—green, red, and yellow—couldn't help but close their eyes, unwilling to accept the cruel reality before them.

The path to "transcendence," which he had pursued for nearly ten thousand years, fighting to the death with generations of human cleaners, had been handed to this idiot as if it were a free gift, and this idiot was even showing resistance, looking like he had suffered the worst possible fate...

You thrush! You deserve to die!!!
(End of this chapter)