I! Cleaner!-Chapter 373 - 0315 Life-saving ritual_1

Finally got away with it...

Leon tried hard to maintain his persona as a schemer, standing with his hands behind his back and a distant gaze while waiting for the Dreamrealm to close. Only after more than twenty thousand Goddess of Fortune avatars completely disappeared did he finally let out a genuine sigh of relief.

The work of the Purification Bureau was truly arduous. Even someone as capable as Senior Emma had failed, and dragging another First Level like Senior Tom to help almost resulted in both of them being obliterated by the descending Goddess of Fortune.

Hmm...

Or maybe it wasn’t supposed to be so dangerous, but the fact that Tom and Leon, two jinxes hated by the world’s will, came together caused a super streak of bad luck, inviting the unwelcome descent of the Goddess of Fortune.

After silently warning himself to avoid grouping with Senior Tom in the future, Leon quickly walked over to the unconscious Senior Emma. He unbuttoned the top of her collar to help her breathe more easily, and then carried her, attempting to climb toward the top of the valley.

...

"Wake up!"

"Slap, slap!"

"Senior Tom! Wake up!"

"Slap, slap, slap!"

"Ugh..."

Awoken by stinging pain on his cheeks, the pale and lethargic young man blinked in confusion and muttered,

"I..."

"You were unconscious."

After stating the obvious, Leon, who had forcefully slapped Senior Tom awake, pointed toward the half-buried trident with a snake tail in the valley and replied somewhat vaguely,

"The Goddess of Fortune seems to have encountered some trouble and suddenly rushed into the Dreamrealm... Let’s not worry about her. We should hurry and escape. Have your bones grown back yet? Can you move?"

To avoid a situation where the Goddess of Fortune, not completely gone, might unexpectedly return after hearing his explanation and confession, Leon refrained from recounting the recent events.

Meanwhile, the revived lethargic young man tried to lift his head in futile effort, only to fall back again, shaking his head in frustration,

"Not yet... Your bandages are still too slow, and the bones in my legs still show no signs of growth. Only a bit of my tailbone has grown."

"...."

"Ugh... Why do my face and upper lip hurt so much?"

"Well... I called you for a long time and got no response, so I had to use my hands. Sorry..."

Looking at the lazily swollen cheeked young man with several nail impressions above his philtrum, Leon said apologetically,

"Senior Emma is severely injured this time and probably won’t wake up soon. I had my cursed silver and pendant confiscated by the Goddess of Fortune, so my defensive capabilities are quite limited now.

Outside, apart from the followers of the Scales Gold Sect, there are probably around eighty to ninety clerics and at least two bishops. I don’t think taking you out directly would be very secure, so I wanted to wake you up first and ask if you have any ideas."

*Any ideas?*

Looking at his boneless body, the lethargic young man said with a headache,

"All my bones and joints are gone. Only my mouth and neck can move. Oh, and now I have a tail... In short, in this state, what ideas could I possibly have?

Right, didn’t you collect all those bead coins? Why not try to revive Emma the same way you revived me?"

"I’ve already tried, but it didn’t work."

Hearing this, Leon shook his head helplessly and said,

"Senior Emma’s situation is quite complicated. The stab to her heart is a soul wound, and both of her arms have been petrified by the [Dream of Verdant Green] into jade, and over three hundred lives were bought by the Snake Spirit. These three types of injuries mixed together can’t be separated; the bead coins are not enough.

Also, unlike buying your bones, ’injuries’ can’t exist independently from the body. So to buy Senior Emma’s injuries would require someone to bear them."

Lifting his right hand to show Senior Tom the jade-like fingernails, Leon added with lingering fear,

"My Contamination Value compared to Senior Emma... the Leon Value is far too low. Whether it’s physical endurance, soul strength, or resistance to the Abnormal, they’re not on the same level.

What are simply serious injuries to her would be lethal wounds to me. I estimate that buying less than one-tenth of the injury would leave me with my soul shredded by the sword wound in Senior Emma’s heart, turning me into a motionless jade statue."

"Then it’s better not to buy it..."

After looking at Leon’s green nails, the lethargic young man thought for a moment and realized the current situation was indeed tricky.

Though the most lethal Goddess of Fortune inexplicably left, sparing their lives unexpectedly, the followers of the Scales Gold Sect outside the [Dream of Verdant Green] remained.

According to the Scales Gold Sect’s assembly process, generally, a bishop from each of the three branches would be present. After they had eliminated one, at least two bishops and dozens of ordained, specially capable core followers likely remained outside.

Although as an Underground Sect not renowned for combat strength, the bishops of the Scales Gold Sect fought no better than ordinary Second-Class Cleaners, even weaker than Jerry, the investigator-type Cleaner, they weren’t considered tough opponents.

If either he or Emma were functional, taking down those two bishops would be a breeze, probably not even needing thirty seconds. However, with Emma unconscious and himself immobile, only Leon was unscathed, yet he lost his main battle Anomalous Object. Handling these sect members wasn’t assured.

Having escaped death from a True God, just to be brought down by some lousy bishops, that would truly be a case of dying with no peace...

...

"How about... you just stab me to death."

"Huh?"

"Relax, it’s my trump card."

Seeing Leon’s slightly confused expression, the lethargic young man explained,

"Before we entered, didn’t I set up three rituals in advance?

The first two ritual sets have already been triggered, the first prepared with five metals to steal the Scales Gold Sect’s Cat Spirit money, another arranged with mercury, sulfur, and salt to neutralize the Snake Spirit’s secret shrine influence, and the last ritual is just right for revival."

"Revival?!"

"Yes, the effect of that ritual is revival... or rather, to automatically revive me to the moment the ritual was established after I get killed."

Glancing at Leon’s shocked expression, the lethargic young man proudly explained,

"The Regression Ritual has six materials paired in opposition: matches and amber represent the eternal solidification and transient extinguishment; a child’s fingernail and an elder’s last will symbolize the body’s growth and termination, while horn and tail signify beginning and end, forming three perfect balances in between.

If I’m killed, it’s equivalent to the body’s match extinguishing, the soul’s elder passing, and the life reaching its end, thoroughly breaking the one-sided balance. Then, the opposing half will activate, beginning to reshape my everything.

After this, my body will be eternal like amber, my soul will thrive like a child, and a concluded life will restart. Thus, I will be revived."

"I’m telling you, this is my proudest ritual. During the retreat battle with the True God, I relied on it to save my life, so go on and stab, as soon as one sword lands, I’ll be bouncing... uh... wait a minute!"

Seeing the blood-red spiked mace in Leon’s hand, the lethargic young man’s eyes filled with terror, a reflexive shiver traveling up his newly-grown tailbone.

"No... I meant for you to stab me, but using that?"

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