I! Cleaner!

That's what they say... But is it easy to hold out this round?

Seeing the increasingly gathered troops in the distance, Ruben, who felt uncertain inside, wanted to ask something, but after hesitating, he finally kept silent.

Indeed, reaching this level was already quite rare.

After Edward's bureau was ambushed with life or death unknown, this mission could already be declared a complete failure, with almost no chance of success.

But Leon, with essentially no cards to play, not only rescued the three from the Realm of the Dead, but also severely trapped Prince Andre, shaking his foundation, forcing him to stake all on the table. He's already done exceedingly well.

Though the strength difference still felt significant, since everything that could be done was done, nothing more remained but to do one's best and leave the rest to fate, taking it step by step. The worst outcome would merely be death!

"Ruben, senior, we actually have a high chance of success."

Just like the Canine Deity once digested him, Leon was rapidly "digesting" Ruben's soul, vaguely sensing his soul's pessimism, and warmly comforted:

"My Leon Value is just over 10 points, barely reaching the level of a Second-level Cleaner, but the three seniors' Leon Values are all close to 30 points. Adding up our four Leon Values already exceeds 90 points.

Even if we can't cross the barrier between humans and gods, it's still the level of the Virgin Branch chief with 59 Leon Value, and with Leon Value reserves far exceeding a bureau chief, it might not lack the power to fight."

There's indeed power to fight, but after so many days, your reaction speed has been pulled to almost that of an ordinary person. Can you really guarantee your safety when facing organized armed forces?

Moreover, when Chief Edward was ambushed, and his flesh was destroyed, an eye appeared in the sky, forcibly sealing his soul within the flesh. From that point of view, who knows if the opponent has other helpers?

However, though he wasn't very optimistic about Leon's plan, feeling this "game's" winning chance wasn't high, the three of them were directly caught off guard in the ambush. If it weren't for Leon, they'd have no chance to even play this bad "game," Ruben could only nod his head:

"Do your best, next is all on you... But don't feel pressured, you've already tried your best."

"..."

No, I've been struggling so long, if it's just another attempt to do my best, then wasn't my effort wasted?

Upon discovering Crolock Kingdom's troops starting to form ranks, Leon pondered for a moment, then instead of persuading, he reached out to pat the black goat's horn.

"Do your thing, this is what you're good at."

"Ahahaha! Finally it's our turn!"

Upon hearing Leon's words, the black goat with a sheep face full of anticipation couldn't help but tremble, first indulging in a deep breath of the battlefield's tense air, then laughing in utter joy:

"That's the smell! Ahahaha, give me five minutes! Just five minutes, and I'll make them rivers of blood!"

"Blood, damn it! You can't change this lousy habit, can you?"

Upon hearing the black goat's words, Leon's face darkened, and he fiercely smacked its head:

"What are you talking about! Have you forgotten what I told you before? Just make them lay down their weapons and start fist-fighting, knocking each other unconscious and that's it, no wanton killing!"

"Tsk, you brat..."

"Will you do it? If not, I'll find someone else!"

"Okay, okay, we'll do it!"

After inwardly cursing Leon a couple of times, the black goat floated up with a displeased face, the spiraled black horns slightly dimming, visibly trembling several times.

And as the War Cornerstone dimly yet intensely vibrated, an unseen hot wind suddenly swept out from the palace, taking just a few breaths to cross the open ground and reach the soldiers in formation, even penetrating tanks and mechas, reaching up to the sky, into the souls of soldiers aboard the Sky Clipper.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by an imaginary explosion sound, the six royal direct corps of Crolock Kingdom, comprising over eleven thousand soldiers, simultaneously ignited with black and red demonic flames, and all their noses simultaneously smelled a familiar intense scent.

Salty iron, bloody scent;

Suffocating heatwave, pungent sulfur;

Suddenly inflating blood vessels, scorching anger within;

The black and red flame burned ever fiercer, reddening the soldiers' eyes, heating their flushed faces, boiling the hot liquid in their veins, and their throats uncontrollably erupted with roaring shouts!

"Kill!!!"

Under the extreme drive of 59 Contamination Value, the Black Goat that had been oppressed in the Virgin Branch for years, for the first time revealed its true power.

In less than a minute, the resilient souls of over eleven thousand soldiers were entirely shrouded in the color of iron and blood, the nameless rage from the depths of their souls overbearingly burned away all reason, turning all into beasts driven only by slaughter.

Weapons capable of piercing walls, artillery able to collapse buildings, the Sky Clipper floating beyond gun range...

Under the full force of the near-god level demon, all those massively destructive weapons belonging to Crolock Kingdom, capable of leveling an entire city within half an hour, lost their operators in an instant, becoming unattended scrap iron.

All within the Black Goat's capability range abandoned everything cumbersome in their hands, madly charging at any moving target nearby.

These beasts possessing only innate combat instinct seemed to lose all fear and dread, disregarding the hands clawing at themselves, desperately choking others' necks until either themselves or their targets fell unconscious, either then dropping to the ground or glaring with blood-red eyes, roaring fiercely as they leaped at another target...

2 minutes and 15 seconds, Crolock Kingdom's royal direct corps, annihilated.

...

"This... This..."

Witnessing the Crolock troops completely knocked out in the span of mere moments, the three Second-level Cleaners who had been worrying moments ago were now entirely dumbstruck.

The female Cleaner Mona, staring at the rampantly laughing black goat as if recognizing it for the first time, murmured in shock:

"This... this goat head is actually such a powerful abnormal object?!"

"Haha, I've told you before, we're demons! The most ferocious greater demons under True Gods!"

Hearing the female Cleaner's amazement, the black goat, feeling exuberant, turned its head with pride and bragged:

"And that was merely one-seventh of our power! Are you scared now? Ahahaha!

Let me tell you, with our once-in-millennium talent, if not for being too greedy at the time, trying to seize seven kinds of original sins simultaneously, we'd have become Demon Gods long ago!"