"Oh really?"
Facing the suspicion of the Pure White Holy Mother, the deep blue earring slightly swayed, then smiled and said:
"If you think I'm being alarmist, why don't we do a little experint... Don't move those demons away imdiately, continue to maintain your stance as the Holy Mother, offering love and comfort to those foolish demons, and in a little while, you will believe my words."
Embrace those demons?
Hearing this, the Pure White Holy Mother couldn't help but frown, a trace of resistance welling up in her heart. But thinking of Omnia Cicada's precise judgnt on No. 3, she refrained from rejecting outright, instead collecting part of the light screen around her and actively flew towards the fragnts behind.
"Mother!"
"Mother who saves all!"
"rciful Mother! Loving Mother! Great Mother!"
Seeing the Pure White Holy Mother descending, who stood against the evil people and cattle and saved their demonic selves, a group of angelic demons imdiately surged over with tears in their eyes, prostrating fervently and reverently before her, even going as far as tearfully kissing her feet.
Though instinctively resisting contact with demons, recalling Omnia Cicada's confident tone, the Pure White Holy Mother restrained the urge to kick away these filthy demons, her pure white wings extending from her back to gently lift the bowing demons.
"You need not kneel before ."
Maintaining a gentle and compassionate tone, the Pure White Holy Mother reached out to softly caress the head of the demon before her, comforting warmly:
"No matter what you were in the past, regardless of the pain you were lost in, now you have all beco my children, and between mother and child, there should be no kneeling or praying, only a warm embrace."
Without a doubt, although her specific personality is open to question, the motherly voice of the Pure White Holy Mother, combined with the gentle and warm Holy Light around her, indeed possesses a captivating and enchanting charm.
Being lifted from the ground by those pristine wings and embraced into a warm hug by the Pure White Holy Mother's arms, the succubus in her embrace, only half-transford, imdiately radiated pure light akin to hers.
The cloven hooves stained with gray soil instantly turned into delicate bare feet, the scales covering the legs and knees turned into fair skin, demonic flas lted away, curved horns receded, sharp claws retracted, and canine teeth gathered...
The succubus, originally exuding a potent seductive aura, shed all traces of her demonic nature the mont she was embraced by the Pure White Holy Mother, transforming into a devout and pure immaculate saint, spreading her own pair of white wings in joy.
"Child, good child."
Suppressing the awkwardness in her heart and resisting the urge to toss the succubus angel out of her embrace, the Pure White Holy Mother gently released her arms, and under the admiring gazes of the angelic demons, she beckoned a hesitant demon not far away to co closer.
"Co here, let hold you."
"Mother..."
"Poor child."
Seemingly sensing the hesitance within the hesitant demon, the light screen obscuring the Pure White Holy Mother's face dimd slightly, revealing her face full of compassion and love.
In the midst of the admiring gaze of all the demons, the Pure White Holy Mother's transparent eyes brimd with warm lakes, lovingly gazing at the hesitant demon before her, her gently pursed lips parted slightly, and her voice filled with compassion softly asked:
"Your past... was it painful?"
"I..."
"Don't be afraid, don't worry, and most importantly don't regret, it wasn't your fault, and being born a demon wasn't your chosen path."
After giving the hesitant demon a powerful hug, the Pure White Holy Mother gently caressed the demon silently sobbing in her arms, her eyes filled with sorrow as she softly spoke:
"I'm not here to save you, nor to redeem you, and certainly not to grant you any enlightennt. I just want to hold you, to share a bit of your sorrow, and to offer a belated comfort so that your soul won't be so full of pain anymore.
Child, poor child... Regardless of whether you were the oppressor or the oppressed, the killer or the killed, your past was not sothing you could choose. And as a mother who ca late, I have no right to bla you. I just want you to choose once more with your will... Do you wish to beco my child?"
"I do! Mother! I wish to!"
Under the Pure White Holy Mother's gentle embrace, the slaughter demon who had previously partially resisted transformation and only sprouted a pair of waxy wings, instantly collapsed. All traces of demonic attributes were wiped clean, and she imdiately knelt before the Pure White Holy Mother, weeping earnestly from her heart.
Phew... This should be enough, right?
Seeing the demons around her whose residual demonic aura had faded away under the influence of the [Pure White Embrace] and who had completely transford into angels, the Pure White Holy Mother, her face filled with compassion, softly inquired of her earring:
"I've done what you said, and now? Where's the evidence you claid would make believe you?"
"The evidence has always been there."
"?"
"Haven't you noticed? Among your foolish children, quite a few aren't fully conscious. They're in a dream identical to reality."
The five small gems on the blue earring glimred slightly, marking a few demons among the "children" at the Pure White Holy Mother's feet whose eyes appeared sowhat dazed, then retorted slightly sarcastically:
"Did you think that the Dream Resting Master of the Food God is eating for nothing?"
This is... a dream? So does that an from the ti No. 3 left until now, every move I made was under his surveillance? Wouldn't I be exposed instantly if I made any unusual movents?
Using the "marks" provided by Omnia Cicada, among tens of thousands of weeping demons, she noticed those few demons enshrouded in dreams. The Pure White Holy Mother's eyes couldn't help but narrow dramatically.
"How could... when did this happen?"
"Always."
"???"
Observing the utterly bewildered Pure White Holy Mother, the Omnia Cicada on the other side of the earring couldn't help but shake his head slightly, a clear look of disdain in his eyes.
Fool!
The gap between masters and masters truly is larger than that between humans and dogs. If the Crimson King hadn't been captured, forcing to step in, this simpleton with roots but no brains would probably already be food for the Food God!
"Holy Mother, after seizing the majority of the dream roots, the Food God has beco the sole master of all dreams, even blurring the line between dreams and reality."
Though looking down on the Pure White Holy Mother's intellect, due to the captured Crimson King still being in her hands and fearing that she might rashly go deliver herself to the Food God, Omnia Cicada had no choice but to patiently remind her:
"Did you see that cow under his feet? That cow was materialized from the dream, and it harbors a massive amount of dream roots, almost equivalent to a pillar god that possesses the truth of dreams."
"You an... that cow dragged my 'children' into the dream?"
Vaguely comprehending Omnia Cicada's implications, the Pure White Holy Mother suspiciously questioned:
"But when did it do anything? I clearly didn't see it move!"
"Haven't I already told you? Always!"
Faced with the Pure White Holy Mother who just couldn't understand, Omnia Cicada replied sowhat impatiently:
"Smoke! That cow is the dream, and naturally, the smoke in its mouth is too! During your conversation with the Food God, that cow blew dozens of large smoke rings at you. Is it so hard to do sothing inside them?"
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