I! Cleaner!-Chapter 1100 - 1014: Meeting!

"He's definitely not an Original Sin Great Demon God."

With slender, bloodless fingers, she picked up the "Original Sin Great Demon God" figurine from the table, bringing it close to her eyes for a better look. The noblewoman, leaning against the back of a giant python, shook her head. Her vertical pupils, the same yellow as the python's, blinked slightly as she confidently declared:

"There's absolutely no scent of the Original Sin Great Demon God on these collected figurines, and they don't evoke any jealousy in me. That human should be unrelated to the Original Sin Great Demon God."

"I agree."

After the serpentine-eyed noblewoman, with her pale complexion, made her judgment, the portly man across from her, clad in radiant gold robes, voiced his accord. Opening the vast chasm across his fleshy belly, he began to speak, his voice clinking like metallic coins:

"Perhaps he's grasped some powers of Original Sin, yet I don't sense the will of the Original Sin Great Demon God on this supposed demon god figurine. It seems it was mere rumor."

"If it were just rumor, it wouldn't have caused such a commotion."

With a nod, the man brimming with stark white spikes from shoulder to abdomen, who would be bloodied upon bowing his head, shook it slightly. His silvery eyes, filled with cold disdain, questioned:

"The Abyss Hundred Prisons is a gathering place for Original Sin. If it's mere hearsay, the demons worshiping him should have reacted long ago. How could they manage to disseminate these chaotic god figurines everywhere?"

"That's because some idiot set an example, directly admitting the identity of that human as the Original Sin Great Demon God!"

Disgruntled screaming came from above, as a giant with blood-red ram horns lowered his head to glare at the smaller Original Sin Demon Gods before him, voicing his anger:

"Where's that rot-eating maggot? Why hasn't it come over?"

"Samael, don't shout at us from above; your bad breath is wafting down~"

After the thunderous roar of the Furious Demon God subsided, the woman with silver patterns covering every inch of her exposed skin, adorned merely with leaves, teasingly replied. She gently patted the blood-red toes of the giant, full of sharp tool cuts, and offered a playful explanation:

"Beelzebub declined my invitation, saying it's too busy lately and doesn't have time for us."

"What on earth is that idiot busy with?"

"He's having a chair set on his back."

"A chair?"

Startled by the reply, the Original Sin Demon Gods puzzlingly asked in unison:

"What's it doing with a chair on its back?"

"Impressed by the great deeds of the Original Sin Great Demon God, it's planning to become his mount~"

"?!?!?!"

With a coquettish laugh, the Lust Demon God swayed her heart-shaped tail like a succubus, her eyes full of seductive coldness as she spoke sweetly: 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"It probably feels that, before the Original Sin Great Demon God, it, the Gluttonous Demon God, is utterly insignificant, so it's preparing to offer its loyalty to that Clean-up Agency's Food God~"

"..."

Beelzebub... Has that idiot gone mad?!

Faced with the Gluttonous Demon God, who chose to surrender despite knowing the so-called Original Sin Great Demon God was nonsense, the faces of the other four Original Sin Demon Gods turned dark in unison, and the reason it's four…

"Don't you dare sleep!"

The Furious Demon God, unable to endure any longer, stomped the distant stone coffin into the ground upon hearing weak snores below, then roared in fury:

"Why are you sleeping now? You're the Lazy Demon God, not the Sleep Demon God!"

"Uh..."

"Wake up and speak!"

Squinting his large, blood-red eyes, the Furious Demon God inspected the dazed mummy in the stone coffin. Steam of blood-red color gushed from his nostrils, comparable to train tunnels, as he furiously declared:

"This must be the plot of the Clean-up Agency! They've already conquered the Realm of the Dead, and now they might be targeting us! Even the anomalies at Heavenly Mountain might be related to them!"

"..."

"Get up and talk! What do you think of this?"

"..."

"?"

"zzz..."

"..."

Dammit…

Seeing the mummy retreating into the stone coffin, having barely spoken after being called up, the Furious Demon God's forehead veins were about to burst.

Just as he raised his foot again, preparing to crush the damned stone coffin, the slumbering Lazy Demon God tossed and muttered dreamily:

"Battling monsters with the Clean-up Agency is troublesome; perhaps we should surrender?"

"..."

"Damn it!"

"Alright, Samael!"

Stopping the bloodied giant ready to act, the man with silver eyes, unable to bow his head, coldly said:

"You've known it for days, Belphégor is just that way; it doesn't need to participate in decision-making, it just goes along once we decide."

"zzz~"

After the Arrogant Demon God spoke, the mummy sleeping in its stone coffin slightly bowed its head, and its snores grew louder.

"That's its way of agreeing."

Deciphering the Lazy Demon God's intentions through snore... lip-reading, the man seated at the head, with silver eyes, continued:

"The Clean-up Agency and that so-called Food God are nothing to fear, though they seem to have designs on the Abyss. Two of the Supreme Four Pillars have returned from Old Soil, using the palace of the Black King to lock the present world.

So, whatever humans intend, they're trapped in the present world for now. The current issue for us is those peculiar angels brought down from Heavenly Mountain."

Upon mention of those insane purple-skinned angels, the expressions of several Original Sin Demon Gods turned sour.

Those purple-skinned angels also worship the Clean-up Agency's Food God, akin to a damn plague of locusts!

This group, as if afflicted with madness, though essentially rational, became crazier than in their irrational state, fervently chanting about their lord above as they stormed the Abyss from the [Heavenly Aperture].

If it were just an invasion, it wouldn't matter; after all, Heavenly Mountain and Abyss Hundred Prisons have waged war for years, no surprise there.

The issue now is the damned purple-skinned angels have switched tactics, from killing demons on sight to capturing them. After being seized and taken to Heavenly Mountain's Pool of Resurrection and undergoing some blood ritual, they even changed allegiances!

Changed allegiances!

Thinking of those demonic bodies that sprouted typical angel wings, screeching while hunting demons—purple-skinned beings, unsure what they were, discomforted the Original Sin Demon Gods immensely.