I! Cleaner!

"It's almost there, just bear with me."

After hearing the somewhat unhappy inquiry from the Pisces director, "Ameen", who was pulled out of the extreme speed, smiled, then squatted down slightly, his eyes were level with the Pisces director, and said kindly and softly:

"Although this game is a bit boring now, everyone will be very happy when we reveal the answer later."

Will everyone be very happy?

After hearing what "Ameen" said, the Pisces director couldn't help but blinked, then clenched his fists and encouraged himself:

"Okay, if it can make everyone happy, then Mimi can be patient for a while longer."

"Thank you for your hard work~"

Smiling and touching the Pisces director's head, "Ameen" didn't say anything else, but pulled up her palm with a bit of baby fat, turned into two silver arcs of light, and chased after the backs of the cleaners in front.

When they slowly caught up with the main group, the cleaners who had gone ahead had already relied on the extreme speed of the group to step on the dark waves of the nightmare river and reached a deeper position in the soul-fallen black abyss.

And more than 400 brilliant silver light bands advanced towards the depths of the soul-fallen black abyss with great momentum. Even with the potion given by "Amien" to cover up the breath, it was impossible to be completely undetected.

As the cleaners were rushing on their way, hundreds of thousands of nightmares were startled one after another, and they climbed out of the dream in the dark river, followed behind the cleaners, and roared all the way following the traces of the silver light disturbance.

However, nightmares are not creatures that excel in speed. Most nightmares will be left behind in a short time, and only a small part of them can barely keep up with the speed of the cleaners.

The nightmares in the Fallen Soul Black Abyss have relatively clear territorial divisions. The few nightmares that can keep up are mostly stopped by other powerful nightmares when they pass through their territories. Only one can really catch up.

Faced with such scattered attacks that are completely insignificant, the elites of the Cleanup Bureau who came to participate in the promotion assessment naturally had no pressure to deal with them and easily eliminated them one by one.

Even if a large wave of nightmares occasionally gathered, Abigail, who was responsible for "cutting off the rear", only flapped her wings slightly, and those chasing nightmares were purified in the sky of light feathers, and their ferocious and fierce appearances faded away, all negative emotions were washed away, and they fell back into the nightmare river with a peaceful face.

…

Although this group of cleaners are not bad, they are just not bad, and they are not yet able to get rid of their control.

Hiding in the conch, after watching the methods used by the cleaners to solve the nightmares, the goddess of entertainment dreams finally let go of her heart that had always been hanging.

Although the content of the third promotion assessment she said was true, there was not much truth in it. At least the so-called contract with the Cleanup Bureau was completely nonsense.

A contract, which has constraints on both parties and protects the interests of both parties, can only be established when the gap in strength between the two parties is not too big.

Even though the Cleanup Bureau is much worse than before, its family background is still surprisingly rich. If it goes all out, it can still take out a hundred or eighty true gods, and even several pillar gods at once.

For the Dream Goddess, who has long fallen from the throne and can only be regarded as a large holy spirit, let alone the equal contract that constrains both parties, the verbal promise that can be obtained from the Cleanup Bureau is considered to be a special treatment for her because she is a native of the dream world.

And in this overly unequal situation, the goal of defeating and enslaving the seven nightmare messengers, re-condensing the fragments of the lost paradise, and helping the Dream Goddess return to the throne of God naturally does not exist.

In fact, the third test arranged by the Cleanup Bureau was just to go deep into the depths of the Fallen Soul Black Abyss, investigate the suddenly appeared Mixue Ice City, and see if the unusual movements of those nightmare messengers would lead to the early resurrection of the Nightmare King.

As for why the Dream Entertainment Goddess was brought here... it all comes down to two words - easy to use.

It can be used to "customize" the examination room as you like, and as a means of transportation to travel through the dream world. Even if after some investigation, it is found that the Nightmare King is really about to be resurrected, she can rely on her "attributes" that are completely opposite to the Nightmare King to severely punish the Nightmare King who is looking for trouble.

As a test paper printer + bus + torture instrument, the Dream Entertainment Goddess certainly understands her position. She has been honestly doing the work of a "tool god" and dared not make any other delusions until a golden knife stabbed the heart of the elderly Pisces director from behind!

I am so lucky! This is simply a godsend!

Looking at the more than 400 cleaners who were coaxed by her and were heading towards the depths of the Fallen Soul Black Abyss at full speed, the dream goddess in the conch almost smiled crookedly.

After being picked up by the Pisces director who was responsible for patrolling the dream world, she had been ordered around by him for nearly 50 years, and she had learned a little about the state of the Pisces director's soul.

When she noticed that the Pisces director's soul was abnormal and should have been attacked, she immediately reacted. This was probably her only chance in this life!

At present, the Pisces director's soul has been replaced in advance, and his intelligence has degenerated to the level of a child. Then, the person who knows the true content of the third assessment is only herself.

As long as I take this opportunity to coax these elite cleaners to invade the Soul-Fallen Black Abyss and help me capture the seven nightmare messengers, then I can drain the power of these nightmare messengers, get my hands on the [nightmare] that originally belonged to the Nightmare King, and use this to ascend to the throne of God again!

And what's even more wonderful is that according to the news I heard from Director Pisces, the Nightmare King seemed to have been killed by the people of the Cleanup Bureau because he tried to invade the world. When I got my hands on its power, it didn't even have the ability to resist, and could only let me do whatever I wanted.

Perfect, this is really perfect, I am really the luckiest goddess!

Imagine that I will seize this perfect opportunity and ascend to the throne of God again in one breath. The goddess of entertainment dreams, who was overwhelmed with excitement, couldn't help but roll excitedly in the conch. If she wasn't worried that she would be exposed by making a noise, she would have laughed three times on the spot.

And she didn't laugh at others, but at the foolishness of the cleaning bureau and the short-sightedness of the Pisces director, which actually gave her the opportunity to not only escape from prison, but also find a way to... Hmm? What's going on?

She found that the cleaners who were originally moving at high speed suddenly stopped inexplicably, and the miniature goddess who was only the size of a palm quickly moved to the hole of the conch and squinted her eyes to look out.