Chapter 1356: Chapter 1211: When the Snipe and the Clam Fight, the Fisherman...

No! No!!!

Seeing the root essence surge forward like a tide of black ink, overshadowing everything, the Pure White Holy Mother widened her eyes and shivered for an instant, then turned away and fled, completely neglecting her wounds without any hesitation.

Root essence is a good thing, and someone else’s root essence is a good thing too, but someone else’s root essence is an incomparable poison!

Ordinary roots have a chance of parallel blending, but a highly concentrated root essence is like a diamond compressed to the extreme, barely tolerating the existence of anything else.

Moreover, these roots twisted into evil thoughts are inherently opposed to her roots of [Good], directly infusing them without processing is like pouring cold water into a pot of oil, or dumping lava into a pond!

If she really gets contaminated by this root essence, forget about defeating Number 3 to seize the roots, she would lose at least half of her life, and if luck’s worse, whether she survives is uncertain!

Yet even though the Pure White Holy Mother reacted quickly, the angels who accepted her [Good will] through the woven oath, even if turned into demons, are still connected to her breath. A large amount of pitch-black, obscure root essence surged in through the connection, instantly engulfing the Pure White Holy Mother in despair.

This is possible?!!

Staring at the numerous bewildered demons in the belly of the old ox, and the Pure White Holy Mother struggling like drowning in the black root essence, the donkey and horse combination on the edge in the distance couldn’t help but fall into silence.

So Number 3 had already discovered the intentions of the Pure White Holy Mother, and previously let that cow capture angels wantonly not to force her out, but to pave the way for this reversal of the roots?

"Impressive..."

After pursing her light pink lips, the Deer Horn Girl, who was fully sealing the roots, couldn’t help but comment:

"The Pure White Holy Mother was dead set from the start, without the slightest chance of struggle. Even if I didn’t help to seal between the roots, he would have other means to deal with the Pure White Holy Mother."

"Number 3 is indeed cunning."

Nodding in agreement, the Suspended Star Dominator observed the Pure White Holy Mother struggling in the roots from afar, squinting his donkey-like eyes and said:

"But I still think the Pure White Holy Mother might not lose."

"?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"Do not just sense her breath, the strength of the breath is unreliable; you need to feel her ’existence’ and ’weight.’

Glancing at Leon, whose expression also turned solemn, the Suspended Star Dominator explained:

"Although the Pure White Holy Mother is submerged in the root essence gathered by [Evil], her breath is almost weakened to the extreme, but her ’existence’ has actually grown stronger.

Therefore, I suspect she has not been entirely worn down by this root essence but has successfully absorbed it in some way, seemingly holding another trump card..."

"Roar!!!"

A roar filled with joy interrupted the Suspended Star Dominator’s words.

Under the gaze of everyone and countless angels, the Pure White Holy Mother’s body, stained with filth, was completely submerged, yet a grotesque body covered in black scale armor, with exposed bone spurs at the joints, slowly rose from where she fell.

I’m back!!!

Stretching arms continually flowing with black oil-like balm, issuing a blissful roar towards the sky, the Evil Abyss Dominator, who successfully claimed the Pure White Holy Mother’s shell with root essence, couldn’t help but burst into laughter!

Damned b**ch! You wouldn’t have imagined this, would you?

After being utterly crushed by Number 1, I thought our struggle would not come to a conclusion, but you actually coveted my power, using my corpse to cultivate some residue, seeking to steal the roots of the hundred thousand Evil Abyss.

And what I didn’t expect was that all you painstakingly planned was reversed before your eyes, instead becoming mine! Our struggle spanning countless years, surprisingly, ends with me laughing to the last!

"Number 3, is it?"

Suddenly swelling thousands of times, transforming into a giant demon even taller than the old ox, the resurfaced Evil Abyss Dominator gazed downward at Leon, now less intimidating, and spoke with appreciation in his red eyes:

"I must properly thank you; you’ve truly helped me a great deal!"

"You’re welcome."

Looking up at the Evil Abyss Dominator, whose form and stature had both inflated, Leon thoughtfully inquired:

"You’re the Dominator of the hundred thousand Evil Abyss? So earlier, the situation with the Pure White Holy Mother was actually caused by your parasitism?"

"Pretty much."

Not daring to mention being cultivated as consciousness residue to be used as a tool demon, the Evil Abyss Dominator nodded ambiguously and answered proudly:

"But primarily, it was her own fault, no matter how pure good may fall, no matter how white the clean land may be dyed black, only evil is the beginning and end of all things, this is the consequence of her attempting to steal my power!"

"Oh..."

Seriously listening to the Evil Abyss Dominator’s demon-like discourse, Leon looked up and queried:

"So basically, you benefitted and suppressed her in return, what’s next? How do you plan to thank me?"

"Hehehe, you’ve certainly helped me greatly; I will surely give you the richest rewards."

Exposing the only white fangs on his body towards Leon below, the Evil Abyss Dominator opened maliciously:

"Number 3, you’re good, really good, you’re closer to the roots of [Evil] than even me, who’s a born demon; it’s a pity you’re ultimately human, not demon, these roots of evil will never lean to you; even if you’re more wicked you must face the comfort of the roots of evil.

As the reward for helping me obtain this body, I plan to strip off your flesh, crush your bones, swallow you whole, and lick clean every drop of spilled blood, allowing you to completely merge with this great root... How does that sound? Are you happy?"

"..."

How to say it... hearing this is really no surprise, it matches my stereotypical impression of demons.

Somewhat reluctantly, Leon sighed and reminded:

"Lord Evil Abyss Dominator, do you think it’s possible, not only can I transform angels into demons, but also convert these demons back?"

"You certainly can."

Facing Leon’s reminder, the Evil Abyss Dominator grinned, as viscous and dense blood plasma oozed from the iron-gray edges of white sharp teeth, like steel hills ground with countless flesh, exuding an unsettling bloody smell.

"But even if you turn those demons into angels, and resurrect that b**ch, some things might already be too late."