Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1243 A Few Normal People
Not much time left! There's not much time left!

While Lyon was caught in a dream within a dream, constantly extracting information from the three pillar gods, a black-robed figure riding a donkey was galloping wildly across the vast star realm toward the mortal world.

"Ugh—ugh—(Slow down, don't shake!)"

With his signature braying, the Star Lord kicked the black-robed figure beneath him with his right hind hoof, and questioned him with a hint of displeasure:

"Is this how you ride a horse? You've practically bounced all the hay I ate this morning back up!"

"Shut up!"

Upon hearing the donkey's braying on its back, the Earth Soil Lord, shrouded in a black robe, roared in anger:

"I only lost a bet once, when did I become your mount?"

"They're all the same, they're all the same."

After leisurely swaying its hooves, the donkey on the back of the Grave Soil ...
"Whether it's a lost bet or whatever, you've already promised that if we both want to go to the same places in the future, then you have to let me ride it~"

"But that doesn't mean I'm your mount!"

"It's okay, you already are in my heart."

"..."

I can't be bothered to talk to you!

Knowing the erratic nature of the Star Lord, the Soil Lord took a deep breath and decided to ignore it, continuing to move towards the direction from which the "pollution source" was coming.

Unfortunately, some things cannot be avoided by pretending to be dead. Although the Lord of the Grave was so angry that he shut down his microphone, the donkey on his back, who had a problem with his head, did not want to end the communication just like that.

"Hey, mount!"

After slightly wiggling its rump and finding a relatively comfortable spot on the shoulder of the Soil and Grave Lord, the Star Lord spoke with some curiosity:

"What are you going to do once you get there? Go straight into a fight with Number 3?"

"Probably...not right?"

Upon hearing this, the Lord of the Gravesites remained silent for a moment, then shook his head with a somewhat complicated tone:
“Death is the most intolerant source of pollution. If death becomes unbalanced, everything will fall apart. As for the large-scale pollution death on the 3rd, my usual approach is to subdue it first and drag it completely into death before considering anything else.”

But right now, Number One has collected so many sources and created such a massive amount of death in one go. If we don't find a way to stop her, I'm afraid that in the end, even I, the death itself, will be swallowed up by her. And to stop her, we need Number Three's power, so I still want to talk to Number Three first..."

Tsk... boring.

After hearing his ally's utterly unfunny reply, the Star Lord's donkey-like face fell, and he grumbled irritably:

"You are the ruler of death. The No. 3 Contaminated Death is not only challenging you, it's practically trying to uproot you! Can't you be a little fiercer and just go up and fight him?"

"If I get aggressive and start fighting with Number 3, what about Number 1? Can you beat her?"

"Not afraid."

The Star Lord said confidently:
"You and Number 3 are one alive and one dead. No matter which one of you is killed, the remaining one will have a huge increase in strength because of sharing life and death. As long as I join forces with the remaining one of you, we will definitely be able to stop or even defeat Number 1."

"..."

What kind of nonsense are you spouting? It's one thing if number 3 lost, but what if I lost? Would I just have died for nothing?
Feeling a bit numb from the "perfect" plan of the Star Lord, the Grave Soil Lord's black robe fluttered twice, then he muttered with utter speechlessness:
"So you're not going to help me? We're allies!"

"Number 3 and I are allies too."

How can they be the same?

Amused by the comments of his own ally, the Grave Soil Overlord couldn't help but question:

"We've worked together for so long, shouldn't you side with me and help me deal with Number 3?"

"That's not true."

Upon hearing this, the Star Lord shook his head and replied earnestly:
“I started working with Number 1 even earlier than you. If what you say is true, that working together for a long time means you have to side with me, then I should be joining forces with Number 1 now.”

"..."

You're right, Mom! You stupid donkey!
After hearing the "logically clear" answer from the Star Lord, the Grave Soil Lord couldn't help but take another deep breath, revealing a look of heartfelt pain on his face hidden beneath his black robe.

If I had a choice, I really wouldn't want to be allied with this ridiculous donkey. The problem is, I don't know how it happened, but it seems like not a single one of these people who became the remnants of the Root is mentally sound.

Number 1 is a fanatic obsessed with completing the ultimate mission; this donkey is a fool who would risk his life for amusement; Number 3 seems to be a cannibalistic madman; Number 5 and Number 6 are a demon with a mind full of killing and a hypocritical, ambitious but incompetent schemer.

The next one to be eaten, number 7, was even more troublesome. He was a psychopath who killed all his people. Number 8 was so arrogant that he wanted to have his eyes on the top of his head. Number 9 died before he even saw anyone. Number 10 was an autistic monster who hadn't spoken a word for over ten years. The others after that also had their own problems.

While this funny donkey may be unreliable, being funny is better than being crazy. Although it's not serious, at least it won't try to bite itself. If we put it among the Roots of Eccentricity, this donkey might actually be the most reliable one.

Even though it kept stirring things up, the fact that it went out of its way to leave the Hanging Star Gorge and follow me to the real world probably meant that it was worried that I and Number 3 wouldn't be able to reach an agreement, and wanted to step in to support me or help mediate... right?

After glancing upwards with a lack of confidence, and seeing the joyful donkey face of the Star Lord, the Grave Earth Lord, feeling truly uncertain, really didn't want to take a silly donkey to fight a madman. He couldn't help but ask with a worried expression:
"What do you think of number 3? Aside from that little hobby of...likes talking, what's his personality like? Is he someone who's easy to talk to?"

"Should be alright?"

Upon hearing the question from the Soil and Grave Sovereign, the Star Sovereign's donkey head tilted slightly, and it began to recall:

"Anyway, I feel that he is quite easy to talk to. He is neither as arrogant as number 8 nor as completely ignoring as number 10... Hmm... He seems to have a good temper. He didn't get angry when number 5 mocked him. He just bit number 5."

"..."

I see, this guy is probably a crazy person who can't communicate!
After closing his eyes in utter despair, the Sovereign of the Graveyard, having completely lost all hope, shut his mouth and began to ponder how to negotiate with a madman, his face contorted in pain. Meanwhile, the Sovereign of the Suspended Stars kicked him and asked with a grin:

"Mount, is the reason you're in such a hurry to get there because Number 3's corruption of death is so terrible that you've even felt the threat of having your source usurped?"

"Um……"

Upon hearing the Star Lord mention the corrupted source of death, the Grave Soil Lord, with a sorrowful expression, couldn't help but sigh.

"Although Number 3 is a crazy person who likes to talk, his understanding of death is really... how should I put it... unbelievably unique?"

After giving a rather strange assessment, the Soil Sovereign looked down at his arm, hidden in his black robe, and continued with a headache in his eyes: "The existence of life without death will not bring stability, but only endless decay. Death is not a kind of destruction, but a prerequisite for new life. It should be the process by which the living gradually move towards annihilation and finally return to the world completely."

In this great return, the living should be gradually stripped of their bodies, spirits, memories, thoughts, and even souls under the dissolution of the root of death, and be completely decomposed like corpses buried in the earth, and transformed back into material for the birth of new life.

However, it seems that Number 3 has carried out some kind of extremely thorough transformation on the subordinate plane of the present world called the Death Realm. Although it has not completely destroyed this great return, it has also added many things that should not exist.

I don't know what he did, but he made death less absolute, and once death is no longer absolute, the chain of this great return breaks down, and sooner or later it will collapse completely.

At that time, not only his present world, but even the entire Old World, might collapse due to his contamination.

After letting out a soft sigh, the Lord of the Graveyard seemed to have made up his mind. He silently clenched his fist and said in a cold, hard voice:

"Although we haven't seen what the realm of the dead looks like yet, after he recklessly broke the chain of death, there will inevitably be huge chaos in the mortal world and the realm of the dead. It may have already begun to collapse."

If we just leave it alone, the harm he causes might be even greater than that of Number One, so I absolutely cannot stand idly by. If we really can't reach an agreement with him, I'll have no choice but to... What are you doing?

Seeing the Star Lord's two front hooves holding up a handful of stardust, the Grave Soil Lord asked in confusion:
"Why are you taking all this out? Need to contact Number 10?"

Why would I contact him?

Upon hearing this, the Star Lord, while scattering stardust, retorted:

"Although Number 10 is also our ally, he's just too boring, and I have nothing to say to him."

"So what are you doing here?"

"I'm contacting number 3 to issue him a challenge for you."

"?!?!?!"

"We're allies, so shouldn't we notify him beforehand if we're going to come knocking?"

Looking at the stunned Soil Sovereign beneath him, the Star Sovereign frowned.

"What? You're not going to issue a challenge? Or are you planning a sneak attack? This... we're allies, isn't it a bit underhanded of you to do this?"

No... when did I say I was going to launch a sneak attack? And what the hell is your understanding of the word "ally"?
Seeing the Star Lord looking at him with disdain, the Grave Soil Lord took a deep breath, then another, then a third… In the end, he couldn’t hold back any longer and grabbed the donkey’s hoof, pulling the Star Lord off his body. He then exhaled all the air he had just inhaled, blowing away all the stardust used for communication around him.

"Ouch, what are you doing?"

"Get out! Get out now!"

Unable to tolerate this crazy, mischievous donkey any longer, the Earth Lord, his lungs practically bursting with rage, shoved it hard and then roared at the astral plane behind them:

"From today onwards, our alliance is completely... terminated! Our alliance is temporarily suspended! Get out of here!"

"you……"

"You are not allowed to contact Number 3! You are not allowed to say anything!"

After shouting twice, seeing the bewildered donkey, the Lord of the Graveyard couldn't help but stomp his foot in annoyance:
"Get out! Get out of here now! Don't let me see you again until I've solved problem number 3!"

"..."

Tsk... What a terrible temper!
After the Lord of the Graveyard, unable to bear it any longer, rolled up his black robe and left in a huff, the Lord of the Suspended Star, abandoned by his "mount," hung his head and began to gather the stardust that had been blown away.

After most of the blown-away stardust was gathered back, a small amount of stardust rose from the hoof of the Star Lord and condensed into a blurry human shape.

"Lord Xuanxing?"

After recognizing the appearance of the Star Lord, Stardust, who had condensed into the form of Leon, frowned and asked directly:

"You suddenly contacted me, you're not trying to tell me that the Lord of the Graveyard is planning to come to the mortal world, are you?"

Upon hearing Lyon's question, the Star Lord blinked his donkey-like eyes, which shone with starlight, and then grinned.

"I can't tell you that. He told me not to say anything before he left."

Got it, they're not just here, they might be almost here.

After sensing the approximate location from the communication sent by the Star Lord, Leon's brows furrowed slightly. He immediately abandoned the three pillar gods who were still in the dream and rushed towards the Realm of Death while asking:

"Lord Xuanxing, could you reveal some more information? For example, his views on the Realm of the Dead, or what he said to you before he left?"

"This……"

After a moment's thought, the Star Lord considered that Number 3 was also his ally, and it wouldn't make sense to only listen to Number 4's demands and not Number 3's requests. So he nodded slightly and relayed the message truthfully:

"He said you're a bigger threat than Number 1, and we absolutely can't stand idly by... Oh, and he yelled at me a couple of times when he left, telling me to get the hell out of here and not to let him see me again until he's dealt with you."

"..."

Why are you being so absolute?

After hearing the Star Lord's "truthful" account, Leon sighed inwardly, knowing that this time things probably wouldn't end well. So, while sending messages to everyone in the Cleanup Bureau, he spoke with his last hope:

“Lord Xuanxing, I still hope to talk to the Lord of the Graveyard. After all, Number 1 is the biggest threat right now. The differences between us can be put off until we deal with Number 1. Could you mediate?”

"I would rather..."

The Star Lord blinked, then spread his hands helplessly and said:
"But he said he doesn't want to see me until he resolves things with you, so how can I help you persuade him?"

"..."

"Also, aren't you a little too nice?"

Looking at the silent Leon, the Star Lord slapped his thigh, his face full of disappointment, and said:

"You are currently the Root Descendant who possesses the second largest number of Roots and whose strength is second only to Number 1! Number 4 has already provoked you like this, can't you be a little fiercer and just go up and fight him?"
　Two-in-one... Or 2...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)