The whereabouts of the Food God?

After listening to the Yellow King's inquiry, Omnia Cicada pondered briefly and then responded expressionlessly:

"I suppose you could say he's been found... After the Food God disappeared from the Ten Thousand Abysses, the Thrush insisted on staying there to search for him, refusing to even take a step towards the Pure White Land. It's not hard to guess where the Food God is."

"..."

Alright...

Finding Omnia Cicada's absurd yet effective reasoning stifling, the Yellow King could only shake his head helplessly.

"Is he really... Is the Food God truly that terrifying? So much so that even looking from afar is intimidating?"

"Perhaps... a bit?"

"???"

Seeing the Yellow King's slightly shocked expression, Omnia Cicada sighed softly:

"The Thrush is indeed overly timid, but his fears aren't entirely unfounded. After all, the Food God does possess some... It's hard to say if it's cruelty or something else, but it's certainly something quite fear-inducing.

Recalling his observations during a few encounters with Leon, and the two-and-a-half-month-long howls from the Dream Resting Gorge, Omnia Cicada shook his head, feeling a chill down his spine, and said:

"Try to be careful. Though orders from the Father should not be defied, if the Food God reaches you before the Bureau of Clearing's director has been pushed off Ring Time Mountain, I personally suggest you abandon others and retreat. Being punished by the Father is better than being devoured by the Food God."

"I see..."

Not quite understanding what Omnia Cicada feared, but vaguely sensing a similar aura to the Thrush, the Yellow King decided not to dwell on this unsettling issue and proactively changed the subject:

"Well, aside from the Food God, the Masters of Ancestral Land of Ten Thousand Spirits and Hanging Horn Star Gorge don't need physical bodies to traverse the astral realm. They can shuttle directly through the spirit fields. Shouldn't they also be at the Pure White Land by now?"

"Definitely there, I'm currently locating them."

Omnia Cicada answered with his eyes closed:

"Since there's no issue on your side, they must have already infiltrated, likely disguised as conscious Lost Souls, blending into the cradle corresponding to a star area. As for their disguise... I guess it's the mixed-blood beastmen of Shepherd's Plain."

"Hmm?"

The Yellow King, slightly intrigued by this, asked:

"Disguising as Lost Souls isn't hard to predict. After all, all Angels are considered children of the Pure White Holy Mother; disguising as Angels without showing devotion is easily exposed. But how can you be sure they'll disguise as mixed-blood beastmen?"

"Because it's sufficiently hidden."

Continuing to monitor the situation of the cradle, Omnia Cicada explained without turning back:

"Feather folk can easily blend in, but lack a land to settle, making their habits differ sharply from other races. In a group of generally similar feather folk, a couple outliers are quick to be noticed by Angels.

Among Lost Souls, those second in number to feather folk are beastmen from Shepherd's Plain. But most of those beasts are low in intelligence, making it glaring to pretend to be a beast, except for mixed-blood beastmen.

They don't need to act like beasts, and there's such a variety of odd races that some even have only a dozen individuals. Even the most knowledgeable Angels can't know them all, and it's easy to fool them with just a beastly appearance. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Moreover, the Master from Ancestral Land of Ten Thousand Spirits comes from the deer lineage, though lacking a deer's head, he does have antlers, roughly making him a deer-headed man; and the Master from Hanging Horn Star Gorge... ah... found them!"

Finally spotting his target, Omnia Cicada opened his tightly closed five eyes, exhaling in relief, and then focused on the donkey-horse combination resonating with spirit fields:

"Just as I thought, the Master of Ten Thousand Spirits and the Master of Hanging Star are indeed disguised as mixed-blood beastmen, blending into the Lost Souls of Shepherd's Plain, currently being escorted by Angels to the Nursing Nest."

"The Nursing Nest?"

The Yellow King paused slightly, then asked, somewhat puzzled:

"Weren't they chosen?"

"It's normal not to be chosen. Even if mixed-blood beastmen come from Shepherd's Plain, they differ significantly from pure beasts, while the Pure White Holy Mother seeks 'pure' feather folk and beasts. Sending them there merely pollutes the cradle... but it's not a big problem."

Opening all five deep blue eyes, Omnia Cicada smiled at the Miss Horse Head and her companion, the restless Donkey-headed Man:

"They weren't chosen, but I can assist them. As long as it's not too obvious, it's fine; just find a reason... Hmm..."

After observing a bit more with closed eyes, he noticed a curious Bull-head staring intently at the donkey-horse pair from a short distance away, and Omnia Cicada laughed:

"Let it be! This bull can offer revelations to the great masters, sacrificing its life to save many kin from Shepherd's Plain. It's a worthy death."

...

It's confirmed, this new donkey is also an Originator Remnant, and likely the one second only to number 1, the Master of Hanging Star.

Glancing at the entangled donkey-horse masters ahead, Leon, amidst the low-spirited beasts and half-beasts heading to the Nursing Nest, couldn't help but frown, feeling the situation complicated at once.

According to the old bull's information, the Masters can be divided into three categories. Numbers 1 to 4 possess the most complete and inclusive roots, with four realms mainly comprising deities, astral beings, the living, and the deceased, virtually encompassing all roots of other realms.

Numbers 5 and 6 represent goodness and evil, numbers 8, 9, and 10 signify sky, ocean, and earth, trailing behind. They also have the potential to encompass all roots, with standout "specialties," though their ceiling is slightly lower.

Among the remaining masters, number 7 Dream Resting Master's realm is relatively complete, but only encompassing roots of 'dream and falsehood,' while numbers 11 to 14 almost lack inclusivity, having a narrow compatibility with roots outside their personal "specialties."

The significant importance of "inclusivity" is... it equates to the root's "capacity," and determines efficiency in consuming roots when killing other Masters.

Taking the suspected Master of Ten Thousand Spirits, the Horse-head Miss, for example, if number 1 seizes the roots of the mortal world, they could absolutely absorb perfectly. If she took them, she might only absorb about fifty percent.

This doesn't mean half of the roots go to waste, as the remaining roots enhance her "specialties," namely those related to Will and Soul.

If she were swapped with the Pure White Holy Mother, it would mean absorbing seventy percent of the mortal roots, and the other thirty percent boosting roots like Goodness and Purity.