The smoke ring... That cow has never stopped smoking, so Number 3 has never trusted me?

"Your Excellency Holy Mother, it seems you still don't understand what I mean."

Looking at the Pure White Holy Mother, whose brows unconsciously furrowed, seemingly doubting the effectiveness of her "performance," Omnia Cicada gently reminded:

"I told you from the beginning, the Food God is insidious and cunning, suspicious and distrustful, and holds a strong wariness towards anyone who approaches him. No one can easily gain his trust, as he doubts every person he interacts with equally.

So it's not that your performance is ineffective, but that he only believes his own eyes. Regardless of whether you appear kind or evil, cruel or cowardly, it can only alleviate part of his wariness. It's impossible to make him completely abandon his doubts and tests of you."

"..."

He sounds like some kind of psychopath...

After her apprehension of Leon deepened somewhat, the Pure White Holy Mother hurriedly used Holy Light to conceal her face as she observed the dream-entering angels and demons, her brows furrowed as she questioned:

"So what? If even all this can't earn his trust, where is the opportunity you promised to get close to him?"

"There is certainly an opportunity."

After glancing at those angels and demons still lost in the dreamland, Omnia Cicada calmly said:

"But that's for later. What you need to do now is to give it your all, continue playing the role of the loving and gentle Holy Mother, and when you reach a point where even you truly believe it, the opportunity you await will naturally present itself."

"Hehe."

After listening to Omnia Cicada's response, akin to saying nothing, the Pure White Holy Mother couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

"I think forget it! Instead of putting in so much effort just for a chance to get close to him, I'd rather set a trap, lead all the angels and converted demons to attack him directly, and let the Crimson King go first!"

"Of course, that's your freedom."

Faced with the Pure White Holy Mother's plan, akin to flipping the table, Omnia Cicada smiled before meaningfully retorting:

"But after directly encountering the Food God, can you really make that decision?"

"What do you mean?!"

"Your Excellency Holy Mother, you should understand what I mean."

Ignoring the swiftly approaching Holy Light, seemingly ready to crush him, Omnia Cicada coldly laughed:

"Unlike dealing with the Food God through Holy Light, I've always been by your side, and I've seen clearly all your reactions after encountering the Food God... Your heart is filled with fear of him, isn't it?"

"You're talking nonsense!"

"If I'm talking nonsense, then why don't you just crush this earring?"

The five small gemstones on the dark teal earring, like the five all-seeing eyes of Omnia Cicada, subtly glinted by the Pure White Holy Mother's ear, casting a faint greenish hue on her fair face.

"The Food God is very powerful, powerful enough to defeat the Dream Resting Master in a dream, powerful enough that [Father] specifically wants us to watch him."

Recalling the figure standing on the back of a cow, scrutinizing the Pure White Holy Mother through smoke, Omnia Cicada calmly said:

"But these are not the most dangerous aspects for you. What genuinely terrifies you is his essence being closer to 'evil' than even the Evil Abyss Dominator.

To smoothly receive the Evil Abyss Dominator's 'legacy,' you've spent a vast amount of resources to maintain this broken dimension, yet when the Food God appeared, just by standing there casually, everything you've worked hard to preserve started uncontrollably sliding towards him.

Perhaps not even the Food God himself realizes, standing amid the hundreds of thousands of evil abysses, how closely linked he is to the origins of 'evil,' closer than even you who have absorbed the Evil Abyss Dominator's remains, possibly even closer than [Father] who seized the origin of evil. So close that if he wants, he could just take you away..."

"Enough!"

Seemingly struck to the core by Omnia Cicada's words, the Pure White Holy Mother couldn't help but raise her voice, abruptly stopping Omnia Cicada mid-sentence, then said expressionlessly:

"Stop saying irrelevant things, you create the opportunity for me to get close to him, and after I succeed, I'll release the Crimson King. Our deal is just that simple."

"Alright."

The dark teal earring gently swayed, like Omnia Cicada on the other side, wearing the victorious smile of a conqueror, gracefully and respectfully bowed slightly.

"As you wish."

...

Pure White Holy Mother... Is she truly a Holy Mother? Are there really people like that among the origin relics?

While Omnia Cicada and the Pure White Holy Mother, in their mutual confrontation, ultimately found that neither could fully grasp the other and decided to continue with their original collaboration, Leon, who they had both targeted, was sitting cross-legged on the head of an old cow, contemplating.

"Moo moo moo?"

After remaining motionless for a long time, with a six-hundred-meter-long cigarette smoked through, the old cow couldn't help but voice its curiosity, and in response to its query, as Leon returned to his senses, he lightly shook his head, saying:

"It's hard to say. Although she doesn't have any obvious flaws, she isn't completely trustworthy either."

"Moo? (Suspicious?)"

"The key isn't whether there are doubts, but that I know so little about her."

Lightly shaking his head again, Leon squinted his eyes and said:

"Even if those things weren't acts and she really is someone with a saintly nature intent on saving even demons, it still doesn't necessarily mean she's a 'good person.' Just like how seeing isn't always believing, a kind heart doesn't always bear beautiful fruit."

"Moo moo moo? (Fruit? So do you want to eat her or not?)"

"..."

Damn, I want to eat you!

Not expecting his rare moment of depth to earn such a stereotypical response, Leon couldn't help but roll his eyes before standing up on the cow's head, lightly tapping the old cow's shiny skull, and saying with annoyance:

"Let's go! Let's explore her Pure White Sanctuary! The Pure White Holy Mother is likely to take some demons with her. If you haven't reached there by the time she returns, then I'll eat you first!"

"Moo... (Oh...)"

Swallowing the still-smoldering tobacco leaf, rolled up by its dark purple tongue, the old cow cherishedly chewed it and swallowed, before voluntarily shrinking and carrying Leon to change direction, moving leisurely past the location of the Pure White Holy Mother and those angels and demons, heading towards the Pure White Sanctuary.

"Don't stop dreaming either."

Using the dreams of the angels and demons to gaze at the Pure White Holy Mother softly soothing one demon after another, offering solace to their tortured souls, hints of warmth involuntarily surfaced in Leon's eyes, but he still said seriously:

"Although the Pure White Holy Mother doesn't seem problematic, don't rule out the possibility of hidden motives. Until she actively moves towards those angels and demons, don't lift the dreams from them, keep monitoring!"

"Moo moo (Got it, paranoia)"

"Nonsense, it's necessary caution!"