I! Cleaner!-Chapter 1069 - 985: It Still Has to Be...

Understood.

Seeing himself surrounded by the menacing True Gods, Leon couldn't help showing a look of realization in his eyes.

It seems his "status" among these True Gods is far more significant than he thought. With him now entering the depths of the Source God Platform, seemingly about to obtain eternal life, they can no longer sit idly by.

So either he signs the [Code] and withdraws, promising to permanently give up ascending to the divine status, or he has to engage in a deadly confrontation with over a hundred True Gods to survive and walk out of here... this...

Could there really be such a good thing?

Amidst the tense expressions of the True Gods, Leon raised his hand to catch the light orb thrown by the white serpent, rubbed it carefully for a moment, and then... casually put it into his pocket.

"This thing is quite interesting, even effective inside the Source God Platform... but I'll refrain from signing it for now."

"???",

"Compared to the deal you proposed, I actually have a better suggestion."

Gently touching the mask of the Mountain Pig True God, grasping a bit of his escaping power, Leon earnestly proposed:

"Instead of thinking about making deals with me, you might as well memorize the name of the snake charmer director and then report your own names one by one."

"???"

Reporting names? What kind of suggestion is that?

The True Gods were momentarily bewildered upon hearing this, and the man in the white snake mask couldn't help but ask:

"What do you mean? Why do you want us to report our names?"

"For easier identification?"

Feeling somewhat mischievous, Leon thought for a moment, then maliciously replied:

"After you report your names, I can immediately tell who's expendable and who's useful to keep around."

"?!!!"

Amidst the shocked and angered gazes of the True Gods, Leon reached out and made a pulling motion in the air over the Mountain Pig True God's forehead, surprisingly pulling out part of Mountain Pig True God's power by hand amidst its screams.

"Like this... hmm... the God of Husbandry and Epidemic, right?"

Faced with the restless True Gods, this time Leon did not activate the [Immortal in Liquor], but instead activated the [Peek into the Roots No. 3], with the newly acquired differently colored badge faintly flickering, casting a thin layer of colorful light over Leon's eyes.

Looking at the [Husbandry] power he had extracted from the Mountain Pig True God, Leon twisted his equally color-glowing right hand, wrapping the substantial [Husbandry] power like a ribbon around the Mountain Pig True God's neck, then tightened it forcefully...

"Huh?! Huh!!"

Having never faced the roots before, the Mountain Pig True God couldn't directly see the entity of power, but the emptiness from having part of its power stripped, along with the strong sense of constriction on its neck, instinctively made it aware of what was happening.

Scratching at its neck in the air, failing to grasp any entity, the Mountain Pig True God, with the shadow of death gripping its heart, managed to overcome its fear of the Food God, directly activating its remaining [Epidemic] power while lunging with bloodshot eyes.

"Don't move!"

After a brief warning, Leon lifted his left hand, also glowing with the "Color of the Roots," grabbing the gray-misted [Epidemic] power, pulling the lunging Mountain Pig True God down to the ground, pushing it into the mud at his feet.

Like restraining a struggling livestock, once he had the despair-filled Mountain Pig True God pinned down, Leon deftly wrapped a "green ribbon" visible only to him around the Mountain Pig True God and the [Epidemic] power, tying a dead knot at the end.

All set... the first one!

As the other True Gods looked on, Leon efficiently bound the first prey, then stood up from the dark golden mud pit, scanning the bewildered True Gods, and curiously asked:

"Is the Mountain Pig not well-liked? You're just watching it get caught by me? Nobody wants to save it?"

We... he... you... isn't this...

After an eerie silence, the crow, tightly bound by the white snake, let out a scream and immediately ran off with the white snake coiled on it.

And although the other True Gods reacted slightly slower, once the crow took the lead to "initiate," nearly eighty percent of the True Gods turned around en masse, not daring to utter a sound, fleeing with pale faces, scattering the once-tight encirclement instantly!

Although due to never entering the roots, the True Gods couldn't directly see and touch the power entity, if a being can become a True God, it must have some insight.

Leon's strange extraction and binding just now, even if it seemed like random gestures in the air, combined with the experience of the Mountain Pig True God, and the sharp drop in its power intensity, made all the True Gods realize... The power of the God of Husbandry and Epidemic had been extracted by someone barehanded!

The crow's words were absolutely correct! Anyone who came here was bound to die!

Unlike other True Gods who fled on instinct, among those present, the older ones who had experienced the "Calamity of the Third Director" had their hearts leap to their throats when Leon's eyes began to glow with color.

And when Leon extracted the power from the God of Husbandry and Epidemic and bound it like livestock, this group of True Gods were utterly petrified, cursing themselves for not being the god of speed, unable to leap a thousand miles at once, to escape into the astral realm and never return.

This technique, where eyes and hands glow with a layer of colorful light to extract a True God's power barehanded, appeared in their memories only once, by the third director of the Cleansing Bureau!

The third director, who forcibly broke into the Source God Platform for a week and was eventually repelled, almost died under the siege of the gods, but after a few years of recovery, mysteriously acquired this strange ability to extract power by hand.

After that, his power surged to a completely different level, and except for a few pillar gods who mastered the truth, any number of True Gods facing him met only one path - death.

As long as no power was used, things were safe, but as soon as any True God intended to use their power in front of him, his iridescent hand only needed to make one distant tug to strip a captured True God of all their resistance, even completely depowering them, reverting them from immortal deities to mortals.

Even the truths possessed by pillar gods stood no chance against those hands; the third director even tore open the truth with his bare hands after being trapped in the [Bedtime Story] by Narration of Nonexistence during an ambush, forcefully escaping.

Therefore, when even the truths of pillar gods can only momentarily hinder, under the threat of these bizarrely colorful hands, there remains but one course of action for any being beneath a pillar god: flee! Flee immediately!