I! Cleaner!-Chapter 369 - 0312 If not erupt in silence, then in..._2

Compared to the recent blow, this one was much heavier. After being smashed by the Crocodile God’s incredibly hard shell, the hard ground of the Emerald Valley cracked open on impact, burying half of the Goddess of Fortune’s head in the soil!

"..."

*I should have known to stay put in the Realm of the Dead if I had known I’d run into this!*

While the Goddess of Fortune lay silent from the pounding, the Crocodile God, whose neck and lower back shell were being grasped by Leon and slammed down like a mad stone, began to regret why it even ventured out.

When a Cleaner, not just bold but seemingly reckless, approached, it couldn’t be said that he did not resist.

But whether it opened its mouth to bite or swung its tail to sweep, all it could produce were strings of strange, colorful bubbles upon contact, failing to inflict any effective harm. Meanwhile, the opponent could swing around, using a slap still stained with the goddess’s blood, and fiercely smack it back!

It was utterly absurd...

Even more absurd than being slapped by a human was that, although its face wasn’t hurting as much as expected, a fierce pain was shooting between its legs, as if someone had kicked it viciously there.

Instinctively clenching its short little legs together, the undead Crocodile God attempted to bend its neck and take another bite at Leon’s head, but once again, instead of tasting delicious flesh and blood, its mouth filled with colorful foam, and Leon’s raised palm loomed overhead.

"Don’t hit! Don’t hit!"

Facing the threat of phantom pain, the unfortunate Crocodile God yielded quickly, shutting its eyes and curling its body, obediently cooperating with Leon’s actions while becoming a tool for smashing the Goddess’s head, as Leon wielded it to hammer down the Goddess of Fortune.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

This relentless pounding drove her upper body into the ground, and the Goddess of Fortune, who momentarily failed to accept the failure of her authority, was slammed awake as the blood rushed to her head.

...

This damn ant indeed was different from the other ants.

Watching Leon once again lift the curled-up Crocodile God, slamming it with force towards her forehead, even though her heart was full of resistance, the Goddess of Fortune had no choice but to reluctantly accept the reality.

No matter how he managed to do it, he had indeed negated... even nullified her authority and inflicted what could only be described as humiliating damage on her.

Fortunately, this weird immunity power did not appear in those two troublesome Level One Cleaners, but rather in this extremely weak ant.

This ant’s body was indeed too frail, and even with the most mysterious of abilities, it still couldn’t inflict substantial damage on her, while the two Level One Cleaners, who did have the power to hurt her, were already too injured to move.

One had lost seventy percent of their bone, lying limp like muck on the mountaintop, and the other was nailed to the Execution Platform with a sword through the heart, making the simple act of moving a luxury.

So the next step couldn’t be simpler.

Taking the blow head-on with her forehead once more, experiencing the weak, child-like force, the Goddess of Fortune, lying in the pit, couldn’t help but let a faint, delighted smile emerge at the corner of her mouth.

"Is this all you’ve got?"

Casually crushing a handful of shells, the Goddess of Fortune raised her left hand, using some brute strength she acquired from who knows where, effortlessly catching the plummeting "head cracker," then immediately pulled down the bundled-up Crocodile God, tossing it aside casually.

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Having escaped the madness from realizing her authority had failed, the rational Goddess of Fortune stood up again, dusting off the dirt she had accumulated, smiling as she spoke to Leon,

"Your ability is indeed magical, but mere damage immunity alone can’t kill a true god!"

"..."

"Come, come over here."

Her smile became ever more radiant, yet there wasn’t a trace of warmth in her eyes as the Goddess of Fortune beckoned at Leon, who instinctively took two steps back. Her voice was soft yet chilling as she called out,

"Stand before me, I want to see exactly what you are!"

As her words fell, Leon felt the world before him blur slightly. The Goddess of Fortune, previously three steps distant, miraculously appeared right before him... or rather, he appeared before her.

"Just as I thought."

After glancing at the ground beneath Leon’s feet, the smile on the Goddess of Fortune’s face grew even broader.

"While my authority can’t affect you, it can certainly still operate on everything around you that isn’t ’you’... Isn’t that right?"

"..."

"And, I hope you don’t make any more unnecessary moves."

Turning her body slightly, she dodged Leon’s swinging fist. The Goddess of Fortune crushed another handful of shells, narrowing her elongated snake eyes and calmly explaining,

"I just crushed a few shells, temporarily bought myself a little ’speed.’

For your two companions, such a trick has no use at all, but it seems quite effective against you. Your ability might exempt you from harm I cause, but it can’t let you catch up with my speed... Am I right?"

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