I! Cleaner!-Chapter 1229 - 1117: An Offer That Cannot Be Refused
The fourth calamity, humans corroding the Old Soil, "colonizing" everywhere?
Open the door! Free trade!
As expected...
Gazing at the figure before him, whose face was obscured by a blue light, the merfolk statue was silent for a brief moment before speaking instead of immediately responding to the other party’s proposal, inquiring:
"Supreme Four Pillars God? Blue King? Omnia Cicada?"
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Upon hearing the merfolk statue’s inquiry, the blue figure was slightly taken aback, then courteously bowed a little, opening all its eyes and gazed over.
"Have you heard of us?"
"I know a bit, sort of."
The damaged fishtail swayed slightly, spreading a rainbow light of fundamental color, blocking Omnia Cicada’s prying gaze. Afterward, the merfolk statue reminded:
"Your truth is not bad, but still far from reaching the roots. There’s no point in doing such meaningless things."
"As you say."
Facing the "reprimand" from the merfolk statue, Omnia Cicada responded indifferently, then voluntarily closed its five eyes, and smiled with closed eyes:
"I had no intention to offend you, just curious why you know me, so I intended to take a glance at your past, but if you don’t allow it, then forget it.
Your Excellency Dominator, let’s get back to the point, my previous proposal..."
"Not interested~"
After changing to a position lying on the reef, the merfolk statue closed its eyes again, lazily said:
"Hey, Netherworld is the new name you gave Sea Abyss Dominator after my death, right? A world of death and abyss, it sounds rather fitting."
"Thank you for the compliment."
Upon hearing this, Omnia Cicada chuckled, then slightly bowed again.
"I came up with this new name, glad you like it."
"Hah."
Confronted with Omnia Cicada’s somewhat prickly response, the merfolk statue slightly lifted its eyelids, then said with a displeased face:
"Rejected yet you won’t leave? Even using Sea Abyss Dominator’s new name to provoke me intentionally? Seems like you think you have an offer I can’t refuse?"
"Yes."
Surveying the surrounding collapsed ruins, Omnia Cicada nodded with a smile:
"Facing the opportunity to reclaim the roots and become the Dominator of the resurrected chaotic Sea Abyss, I believe there’s no reason you would refuse."
"But I’ve already refused you."
The merfolk statue curled its lips and said:
"You wouldn’t think my refusal is just to haggle, would you?"
"You wouldn’t."
"Good that you know!"
As the last question Leon asked flashed through his mind, the merfolk statue snorted and said:
"I’m already dead, the Sea Abyss Dominator is also dead!
Reclaiming the roots and resurrecting the Sea Abyss Dominator to become the Dominator again might mean something to other dominators but holds no appeal for me, you should scram!"
"Resurrecting Sea Abyss Dominator is meaningless, but what if I can help you resurrect not just Sea Abyss Dominator?"
"?!"
Hearing Omnia Cicada’s words, the merfolk statue slightly trembled, then seemed to understand something, instinctively looked up.
"What do you want to say?"
"What I want to say is, you probably won’t refuse my request."
Waving a hand towards the entrance of the ruins and attracting the nearest merfolk skeleton, Omnia Cicada extended a hand with remnants of origin, gently brushing against the skeleton’s chest.
Upon contact with the few drops of origin remaining in his palm, the missing two pairs of ribs of the merfolk skeleton swiftly completed and the cracks and damages vanished, red muscle bundles spread from the spine to both sides, vaguely outlining the shape of a merfolk.
Next, pale pink blood vessels and light yellow nervous tissue spread like a net, a deep red heart began to grow from nothing, from within the chest cavity of the skeleton, connecting to the dense web of vessels, starting to beat powerfully.
"Do you recognize her?"
Bending down to support the newly revived female merfolk from the ground, and sweeping her with the vertical eye between his brows, Omnia Cicada smiled at the silent merfolk statue in front:
"So, it’s the last survivor of your clan... Let me see, her mother was your last Priest, born under your gaze, died under your gaze, living a life under your gaze, almost like your child.
Despite her talent, she had the chance to leave this doomed world, but she chose not to leave, staying where she was born, personally etched a monument for you and your world, recording the entire history of the Sea Abyss Dominator from glory to end.
Well, a good believer worthy of special care, sadly when she died, although your consciousness was still there, the remaining origin was depleted, unable to even retrieve her corpse, could only watch her bones weathering outside the ruins bit by bit... hm..."
A flash of cold, intense light came and went, Omnia Cicada’s vertical eye was pierced through with a small hole, stepping back a few steps, clutching his forehead in pain, but he quickly smiled again, gazing at the merfolk statue whose anger was surfacing, he smiled:
"Seems your sentiment towards your clan is deeper than you show... How about it? Will you consider my proposal now?"
"I said! I’m not interested!"
Leaning on the base of the reef, the merfolk statue tried to get up but was pinned down by the trident in its chest, could only stop struggling, glaring at Omnia Cicada, gritting its teeth in refusal:
"I’m already dead! The Sea Abyss Dominator is dead! My clan is dead! I’ve accepted this outcome!"
"Yes."
Omnia Cicada nodded with a smile.
"As you said, it’s not that you don’t have regrets, only that you chose acceptance."
"..."
"To be honest, before coming here, I wasn’t very confident I could persuade you."
Looking at the silent merfolk statue, Omnia Cicada spoke softly:
"After all, for us True Gods, we could be considered your enemies. If I were you, I wouldn’t necessarily want to cooperate with my enemy either, but after coming here, it’s different. Now I’m very certain you won’t refuse my proposal.
At this point, Omnia Cicada paused a bit, then after surveying the surrounding ruins, smiled widely:
"Your Excellency Sea Abyss Dominator, after defeating you, that great one didn’t completely take everything from you, instead left you some origin enough to sustain existence, out of consideration for the same race, right?"
"..."
"In my view, that great one is quite merciful. According to the amount of origin he left for you, as long as you’re willing to abandon this world, even if you can’t be Dominator again, you wouldn’t be in such dire straits as now.
But it seems you didn’t accept your identity as a failure and leave this destined-to-perish world as that great one had hoped, instead chose another path."
Gazing at the broken trident in the statue’s chest, Omnia Cicada softly inquired:
"You taught those merfolk the means to extract origin, then nailed yourself in this place closest to the sea, slowly dissipated the origin left by that great one, and forcibly extended this world for a few hundred more years... Am I right?"
