Seeing Father Monserrat in an uninhabited room drenched in crimson moonlight with a baby in his arms in his arms, swaying gently, while there was nothing between his arms, Lugano's scalp tingled and a chill rushed from his tail vertebrae to the top of his head.

Is this holding a child?

Invisible children?

The so-called Son of God?

Frightened by the corresponding association, Lugano tried to close the door again and quietly leave as if he had gone to the wrong room.

It was at this moment that the voice of Father Montserrat rang in his ears: "Have you come to pray?"

Lugano's eyes shrank, and like a furry wild cat, he turned around and ran wildly towards the staircase.

At this time, all he could think of was his powerful employer!

But all he saw was darkness, and there was no staircase with a wooden floor

In the darkness, clumps of black, plump ears of weeds were swaying quietly.

Lugano's body froze, not knowing what would happen when he ran into such darkness.

"Why did you run away?" The weeds parted, and the figure of Father Monserrate with an invisible baby in his arms appeared before Lugano's eyes, behind him was an almost illusory, unusually large oak tree.

The part of the oak tree near the weeds is densely covered with nodules, forming an unusually rudimentary and rather evil emblem of life.

Seeing that Father Montserrat, dressed in a brown clergyman's robe, was less than three meters away from him, Lugano swallowed his saliva and instinctively spoke of unconvincing reasons: "It's too late, I don't want to disturb you."

Father Montserrat, still with his arms bent and a faint smile, said, "What do you see?"

Every hair on Lugano's neck stood on end, and a dense cold sweat broke out on his back.

He pointed with difficulty to Father Monserrat's empty arms and said, "Why are you doing this?"

Father Montserrat replied meaningfully: "We are all mother's children."

Lugano dared to ask, and nodded frequently: "Yes, yes, we are all mother's children."

Father Montserrat did not give him a chance to obscure the past, and deliberately added: "The children of the Great Mother."

Although Lugano, the ..... of the "Great Mother", guessed that this would be the answer, when he actually heard it, his heart almost stopped, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Seeing that Father Monserrate had made it clear himself, Lugano had to ask: "You, aren't you a believer in Mother Earth?"

Father Montserrat did not feel guilty at all about betraying the Church of Mother Earth God, and said with a warm smile: "Mother Earth is a side of the 'Great Mother', a projection, and in this capacity she pays attention to the land of betrayal, to us children who have left the arms of our mothers."

Grunt...... Lugano swallowed instinctively, not knowing how to contradict Father Montserrat.

He had only been a member of the Mother Earth Church for a day, had only heard two sermons, and had no deep theological knowledge to refute this heresy.

Of course, he can also directly deny it, after all, Monserrat's statement is very evil when he hears it, if it was really explained by this priest, with the resources and power of the "Mother Earth God" church, the so-called Son of God would have been born in the real world a long time ago, and the "Great Mother" would have returned, but this is not the case.

The current scene and the invisible pressure made Lugano shut his mouth and did not dare to deny it at all.

What to do if you completely anger Father Monserrat?

Father Monserrat continued: "All creatures in this world are the children of the 'Great Mother', some are conceived by her, some are the offspring of these gods, and some are directly transformed by the flesh and blood of the 'Great Mother', and you and I are in the latter situation, and we are most closely connected with the 'Great Mother'!"

I was born to my mother, not the flesh and blood of the "Great Mother....... Lugano instinctively retorted in his heart, but on the surface he laughed more ugly than cried: "Don't you think that the believers of the 'Great Mother' are evil and terrifying?"

Father Montserrat smiled and said, "Don't worry about the return of the 'Great Mother', how can there be a mother who hates her children?"

"You may not know that outside of our world, there are many worlds where the creatures of those places are thriving and multiplying under the watchful eye of the 'Great Mother', and I have not heard of any species that have been destroyed because of this, but the number is increasing."

"Moreover, that is the 'Great Mother' who gave us life, and she really wants to take back the life she gave us, and it is also her right, and we should fully cooperate."

Match your sow's raising! Unbewitched, Lugano pulled out his hidden pistol and slammed it twice at Father Montserrat.

Without checking if the shot had an effect, he quickly turned around and ran wildly towards the dark edge overgrown with black weeds.

Although the darkness of the depths of the darkness leads to no direction, there may be great dangers, but it is even more dangerous to stay here!

"Wow!"

Suddenly, Lugano's ears rang with an almost illusory cry of a baby.

It was exactly the same as the first few times he had heard it.

Lugano's expression froze instantly, and his running movement slowed down rapidly.

His eyes gradually became hollow, and his body turned back, walking towards Father Montserrate, who was holding an invisible baby in his arms, to the illusory, huge oak tree.

"That's our mother......"

"Mother's ...... that gives us life"

"She is willing to accept every person who repents, every child who comes home......"

"If she wants to take back the life she has given us, then let her take it back, what she gives, she has the right to go back....."

Listening to the unusually erratic but seemingly close voice of Father Monserrat, Lugano gradually developed a strong, visceral recognition: yes, it was my mother......

How could she harm me?

What she gave, she can take back......

Lugano walked faster and faster, and came to a position next to Father Monserrat.

He immediately felt warmth and reassurance, the smell of his mother's embrace.

Gradually, he had an indescribable feeling of wetness, like a kitten being licked by a mother cat. “

It's so comfortable........ Lugano half-closed his eyes.

That's when he heard his mother's favorite nursery rhyme.

It came from behind him.

Why is mom in the back, shouldn't she be in the front? Lugano thought vaguely.

He immediately heard his mother shouting from behind him, "Don't go over!"

"Don't go any further!"

"Danger!"

Don't go over...... Don't move forward...... Danger...... Lugano Huo ran a stir, and his empty and blank eyes regained a certain brightness.

He saw where he was, he saw the huge illusory oak tree, and he saw that the oak tree had grown moist and warm wriggling flesh petals, and he himself had already half of his body wrapped in the flesh petals, pulling inward little by little.

This was the mother's embrace he had just experienced.

Lugano's pupils dilated, and a chill rushed to the top of his head, and the roots of his sweat exploded.

He put his hands on the inside of the flesh flap covered with viscous liquid, and the whole person quickly retreated.

Father Monserrate appeared beside Lugano with an invisible baby in his arms, and smiled gently: "Go back, back to your mother's arms, back to our original appearance."

Lugano listened in despair.

He wanted to fight the priest, but sadly found that he had taken the potions of "Cultivator" and "Doctor", except for his great strength, good at using farm tools and scalpels, he did not have extraordinary abilities that could be directly applied to combat, whether it was predicting the weather, distinguishing and cultivating seeds, or "healing diseases", "healing wounds", "stitching souls", "giving life" and excellent surgical abilities, he could not use them to fight.

- Previously, Lugano relied mainly on the fighting skills and shooting ability he learned as a bounty hunter to combat with the strength of the "cultivator" and hot weapons

But in any case, not resisting at such times means death, and Lugano was also a killer adventurer, and with great fear he shot at Father Montserrat, and took out a sharp scalpel.

Belonging to the Lumian in a first-class suite.

Lumian, who was still reading the Dutan textbook under the kerosene lamp, heard a knock on the door.

Confused, he stood up, opened the door, and saw that it was Ludwig.

Ludwig, who was wearing gray and white checkered pajamas and pajamas, no different from a child, said seriously: "Lugano has an accident, you go and save him."

Accidentally? Lumien raised an eyebrow.

Knowing that Lugano would still hear the baby's cry, he secretly intensified his surveillance and attention to the servant, including just now.

But didn't Lugano enter the prayer room of the "Mother Earth" church?

Will there be surprises too?

Ludwig continued: "When he entered the prayer room, I couldn't sense his breath."

"What breath?" Lumian asked casually with a vague guess.

Ludwig replied without seeing any problem: "The smell of food."

Lumian craned his neck and wrists, looked at Ludwig, and asked thoughtfully, "You actually sensed his breath on purpose."

Ludwig's baby-fat cheeks showed a "what's so strange about this": "If he dies, you're going to do something else, who will help me gather food?"

"Yes." Lumian laughed.

In the darkness overgrown with black weeds, Lugano's scalpel slashed into Father Monserrat's body, only to stab him in the air.

"Wow!"

The baby's cry rang out again, and Lugano was in a trance, nearly losing control of himself again.

Monserrat, with an invisible baby in his arms, appeared on the huge illusory oak tree, and said to Lugano with a smile: "Don't resist, we came from our mother, and we will return to our mother."

As soon as the priest finished speaking, there was a knock at the door, echoing in the seemingly boundless darkness, among the weeds with a large number of ears.

Lugano, who heard the knock on the door, had an idea inexplicably: it was quite polite, and he even knocked on the door at this time......