I! Cleaner!
Chapter 454 - 392: Beetles

Chapter 454: Chapter 392: Beetles

"Tsk, fierce woman!"

Looking up at the night sky filled with the fragments of Dream Realm Creatures, the Scorpio Bureau Chief couldn’t help but curl his lips, then gestured to the pale doll climbing out of the box.

"It’s your turn... Check every Dream Realm Creature she missed."

Upon hearing the tall and thin man’s words, the pale doll, who was staring at Leon, nodded, straightened its slender body awkwardly, and imitated the Scorpio Bureau Chief’s movement, looking up at the blood-colored night sky.

"Roar!!!"

Just as the pale doll looked up, countless tiny black dots suddenly appeared in the sky filled with sharp red hair.

Even though the efficiency of the Red-Haired Director’s slaughter was astonishingly high, almost every second, tens of thousands of Dream Realm Creatures were sliced into pieces as they passed through the red-haired net; yet, the Nightmare River seemed endless, continuously spewing out new nightmares.

Under the relentless and fearless assault of the endless Dream Realm Creatures, the red canopy spread by the Red-Haired Director finally showed some gaps, allowing some more solidly formed and fiercer Elite Nightmares, covered in wounds, to break through the blockade of [Slaughter Blood Hair] and squeeze into reality, drenched in blood.

Covered in a gray mist, the Sneering Ghost, the Headless Knight with a spine whip, the skeleton giant formed by thin bones, the beautiful woman in thin clothes accompanied by wind and snow... each figure from tales and nightmares appeared vividly in the eyes of Leon and the others.

...

These things... seem familiar, as if I’ve heard of them somewhere...

Observing the Dream Realm Creatures that squeezed into reality and eagerly rushed towards the capital, a thoughtful look appeared in Leon’s eyes.

The Sneering Ghost clad in gray mist... seems to be from a Black Forest Duchy folk tale, a creature that likes to wander the wilderness and prey on lost travelers; and the Headless Knight with a long whip, appears to be an emissary that extracts the spines of evildoers and offers them to the god of death;

The skeleton giant also seems to be some kind of legend, probably formed by corpses starved during famine and wars, devouring anything to stave off hunger; while the beautiful woman with pale and translucent skin, arriving with a snowstorm, is an ancient tale that has circulated in the Northern Kingdom for unknown ages.

Compared to the Dream Realm Creatures that didn’t pass through [Slaughter Blood Hair], those effortlessly sliced by the Director, these nightmares that successfully squeezed into reality seem to have much greater "fame".

So, for these Dream Realm Creatures, the more people know and even believe in their existence, the easier they appear in nightmares, and the stronger the Dream Realm Creatures derived become?

"Creak."

As Leon pondered over the origins of these Dream Realm Creatures, the thorn-covered pale doll shook its head, its spherical joint awkwardly turning, while the unsettling empty gaze fixed steadily on the Sneering Ghost at the forefront.

"Creak!" "Creak!" "Creak!"

The sound of twisting joints echoed again, but this time it wasn’t beside Leon; instead, it appeared in the night sky over the capital.

In Leon’s surprised gaze, the ghost enveloped in dim gray mist, which liked to prey on lost travelers, bizarrely solidified and drooped listlessly like a doll.

Next, the Headless Knight on the skeletal horse also fell down, the armors covering the body scattered on the ground, revealing pale arms and legs like the doll’s, lifelessly lying among the scattered pieces of armor.

Even the skeleton giant, taller than the city’s clock tower, somehow transformed into an immensely tall, pale doll, unable to move at all; any slight movement would cause the thorns covering its body to make it bleed profusely, causing it to roar in pain continuously.

"There are fewer that slipped through than I thought... Let’s kill a batch first!"

After taking a glance at the nightmares that had turned into dolls in the sky, the tall and thin man muttered, then pulled out a slender rapier, and stabbed it decisively through the doll standing silently beside him, piercing straight through its heart!

Immediately after, as if triggering some kind of chain reaction, the Elite Nightmares "captured" by the pale doll’s gaze all shuddered, a small diamond-shaped wound burst open on their chests, and streams of bright red blood gushed out from it.

Whether it was the gray mist ghost resembling an ordinary human, or the skeleton giant over a hundred meters tall, all let out desperate screams the moment this small sword wound appeared, and died instantly, their bodies crumbling and collapsing to the ground, turning into remnants floating in the night sky.

"Keep watching, and try not to miss any!"

After advising the doll still gazing at the night sky, the Scorpio Bureau Chief pulled out the rapier with a grunt and began rummaging through his box while still holding the bloodied rapier, saying without turning back:

"Your name is Leon, right... That nightmare which found you before I came, what it said was nonsense, but it got one thing right."

Retrieving a head-sized bottle from the bottom of the box, opening it, and pouring out the black gold beetles inside, the tall and lean Scorpio Bureau Chief extended his hand to Leon.

"Give me Olivia’s hair, then go where you need to; this is not a place for a Rank-3 Cleaner like you!"

"..."

After glancing at the steady hand before him like a statue, Leon couldn’t help but look up at the sky.

The bodies of the Headless Knight and the skeleton giant were still floating in the capital’s night sky, and this time, the Scorpio Bureau Chief asking for hair should not be a nightmare in disguise, it’s just...

"Sorry, my mission is to follow you, and notify the Bureau Chief once we find the King of Nightmares."

"Tsk... Then you might as well give me the hair directly? What use is a burden like you?"

"These matters are beyond me, but I trust the Bureau Chief’s judgment; there must be a reason she left me behind."

"Heh, suit yourself."

After casting a glance at the red hair coiled on Leon’s shoulder, the Director of the Scorpio Branch distastefully curled his lips, then sped up, emptying all the thumbnail-sized beetles from the bottle, taking out a palm-sized mother beetle from the bottom, and adhering it to his chest.

"Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!"

After completing this set of actions, the scattered black gold beetles on the ground let out sharp screeches. After crying for a while, he reached out and tweaked the antennae of the mother beetle on his chest, causing the palm-sized solid gold mother beetle to start chirping.

Immediately afterward, the scattered black gold beetles, as if receiving some order, quickly dispersed like a tide at the dock, each finding a slumbering human, even one crawling on Leon.