Thundered!

As he was torn apart by the explosion, Lumian relied on the "ascetic's" patience for pain and the "arsonist's" resistance to burning, and once again activated the black mark on his right shoulder.

With Father Montserrat, who had been pierced by the "hated music" into his neck, he disappeared into the rolling waves of fire and appeared on the edge of the dark wilderness.

His linen shirt, black waistcoat, and dark trousers were tattered, and the exposed parts were a blur of flesh and charred black, and in some places even Bai Sensen's bones could be directly seen.

Father Montserrat, on the other hand, was close to death, the filthy, translucent white film of his body had been torn and burned in the explosion, and his naked body, which had been deformed and multi-organized, was dented everywhere, scorched, and flesh was falling in pieces.

Syllable.

The first piece of flesh fell to the edge of the weed-covered darkness and suddenly seeped in, as if absorbed by the earth.

Seeing this, Lumien's heart moved, grabbed Father Monserrat's body, and opened the "teleportation" again.

He left the dark wilderness directly, his figure outlined on the deck bathed in crimson moonlight.

At the same time, the skin of the illusory oak tree deep in the cargo hold peeled away, and a large, moist, creamy flesh petal grew.

The bloodshot flap began to wriggle, but only a figure no bigger than a palm spat out.

The figure was almost the same size as the mass of flesh that Father Monserrat had just fallen to the ground and had been absorbed by the wilderness.

It had clean eyebrows and eyes, and it was in a young state, like a priest of Montserrat, who had shrunk by an unknown amount.

The Father Montserrat's eyes were glazed and his expression stiffened, and there was nothing to call him wise.

The silver-white "Arrogance Armor" rushed over and swung down the recondensed Hammer of Light, smashing the elf-like Father Monserrat, smashing the opponent into a mass of bloody flesh.

A little bit of morning light then lit up, quickly melting away the lump of flesh.

The illusory, huge oak trees suddenly became more and more transparent, and the black wilderness with weeds quickly fell apart.

In the blink of an eye, the anomaly vanished, and the cargo hold returned to its original state, except for several wooden crates shattered, and the steel walls and floors were visibly dented and deeply marked.

On the other side, Lumien pulled out the black bone flute of the "Hate Movement" and watched as Father Monserrat's blood dripped onto the steel-poured deck, without any penetration.

No sooner had he breathed a sigh of relief than he heard the faint but persistent cry of Father Montserrat, who had fallen to the ground and was in a dying state: "To be driven away, Son of God, must be mastered, his true name!"

"His real name is..."

Suddenly, Father Monserrat's voice disappeared, but his mouth was still open and closed.

And Lumien's ears rang with the illusory, empty cry of a baby again.

Unlike before, the cry was far away, as if in another world, and Lumian's body did not stiffen and chill and lose his mobility.

The invisible Divine Son still cares about the breath of the "Blood Emperor"? Is this an instinctive fear? Lumian quickly looked around and noticed that the crimson moonlight on the deck, or around him, was gone.

The area became so dark that even the sound of the sea could not be heard.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

The baby's cry continued, and it became clear where it came from.

Lumian jerked his head down and turned his gaze to Father Monserrat, who had lost his breath, to the bloody corpse, to its abdomen.

At some point, it swelled, as if something was wriggling inside, and the belly, which was already holding up a huge wound, took on a strange blood-red color

Lumian's eyes narrowed slightly, he crouched down on one knee, and reached out his right hand, holding the "Hate Movement", to Father Monserrat's bulging belly.

Sting!

With a slight stroke of the black bone flute, Father Monserrat's blood-red belly cracked open from it, and inside was the blood-stained small intestine, which was the other internal organs, and there was no so-called god son, no wet and dirty baby.

Burst! The cracked, blood-colored belly spewed out a large amount of yellowish clear liquid, spilling all over the surrounding decks.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

The baby's cries grew louder and more poignant, and he got closer and closer to Lumian.

He seems to be gradually suppressing his fear of the aura of the "Blood Emperor" out of anger and hatred.

I have to find a professional to exorcise this invisible god son....... Lumian, who is currently able to use two "spiritual world shuttles", plans to find a helper.

"Hunters" are not experts in this kind of thing!

However, after Lumian activated the black mark on his right shoulder, he found that he could not sense the spirit realm, and sense the coordinates that he had mastered.

The unusually darkness brought about by Miko's terrible cries seemed to seal off the area.

This is closer to the "other world"!

There is no way to find helpers, to summon messengers, or to pray to the High Beings...... Lumian's eyes froze, and his heart sank.

At this time, the cry of the invisible god son was getting closer and closer, and he felt his body a little stiff and cold again.

In the flash of thought, Lumian, who is a "conspirator", quickly finds a new plan: "The Art of Exorcism"!

This is one of the five ritual spells from the "Dervishes" that can drive away resentful spirits and even evil spirits.

And in essence, the Son of God, who has not yet been born in the real world and is in an invisible state, is very similar to the evil spirit!

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As for the fact that the "exorcism technique" also requires an object of prayer, Lumian is not worried.

This can be done in the name of "me", and the second is that if he wants to achieve better results, he can fully pray to Mr. "Fool", and in the case of not being able to connect to the outside world, the "Fool" seal on his chest will respond nearby, providing personality and power!

In addition, Lumian, who has become an "ascetic", is able to simplify some parts of the "exorcism" so that it can be completed in the shortest possible time.

The problem now is that the "exorcism" requires the target's real name and an item he has been carrying for a long time, and Lumian doesn't have any of them.

He turned his gaze back to Father Montserrat's cracked, deflated belly, intent on finding something that might be related.

And if a minute has passed and he hasn't found it, he will go all out to inspire the "Blood Emperor" Alista. Tuduo's breath can scare away the invisible god son, break through this abnormal darkness, and indirectly achieve the effect of expelling.

After a few scans back and forth, Lumian's gaze fell on the messy, blood-stained small intestine.

Mixed between them was a short, flesh-colored, bloodstained, apparently underdeveloped strip.

This...... The unformed umbilical cord of the Son of God? If it's really an umbilical cord, it's closely related to the Son of God, and it's flesh and blood, and I don't even need to know his real name to make the "exorcism technique" successful...... Lumian put away the "Hate Movement" and ripped off what appeared to be an undeveloped umbilical cord.

The illusory baby's cry grew more intense and poignant.

Lumian shuddered and chuckled, "Thank you for helping me confirm."

He took the unformed umbilical cord and danced a very rhythmic, twisted, and primitive dance.

During the dance, Lumien bent down and used the umbilical cord stained with Father Montserrat's blood to draw the corresponding symbol on the deck.

He simplified the patterns that needed to be completed, straightened up, pressed down on his left palm, and created a red and almost white flame on the symbol.

Then, he put the umbilical cord into the flames.

This has a strong symbolic meaning and represents exorcism, incineration and purification!

"Wow!"

The baby's cry suddenly approached a lot, and Lumian shivered slightly.

He hastened to place a lit candle at the head of the flame and umbilical cord, then took a step back and recited in Hermes: "Fool who does not belong to this age, mysterious lord above the gray mist, king of yellow and black who rules good fortune......"

As Mr. Fool's honorific name was pronounced, a thin gray mist filled out of thin air, and the cry of the invisible baby suddenly moved away, becoming even more hollow.

Feeling the burning heat in his left chest, Lumian took two steps forward with a serious expression, picked up the burned umbilical cord, shook it three times, and put it back in its place.

He continued: "I ask for your help;

"I pray that you will drive away the things that are connected to this umbilical cord........"

Suddenly, the crimson flames were dyed with the color of gray mist, and they burned more violently, and the umbilical cord quickly blackened, and the transparent face of Father Montserrate was highlighted next to it, and the hollow cry of the baby became more and more distant.

Father Montserrate's spirit flew backwards involuntarily, a little relief on his pained face.

He's also one of the things connected to the umbilical cord, and he's a ghost now!

Father Montserrat raised his hands with great difficulty and shouted hoarsely: "Life is precious, and the harvest is gratifying!"

"Praise the earth, praise the mother of all things!"

His transparent spirit quickly dissolved into the depths of darkness, and the formless Son of God let out a terrible cry of resentment and curse.

This cry echoed in Lumian's head, making him feel like he had been "mentally pierced" again and again, and the whole person not only became very weak, but also occupied by the pain of the soul, and lost his perception of the outside world.

By the time he recovered, the unusual darkness on the deck had vanished, and the crimson moonlight had shone over it again.

The symbols depicted on the ground and the flames dyed with gray mist were erased out of thin air, leaving only the candle still burning silently and the blackened, shriveled remains of the umbilical cord.

Lumian slowed down for a few seconds, bent down to extinguish the candle, and pressed his hand to his chest, whispering, "Thank you, Mr. 'Fool'."

After putting away the remains of the umbilical cord and the ritual candles, he looked at the corpse of Father Monserrat, which had not yet developed extraordinary properties, and released the "pent-up" power.

His spirituality was restored, and his weakness was alleviated.

Only then did Lumien have the confidence to return to the cargo hold and stuff the "arrogant armor" that stood quietly into the "traveler's bag".

After doing this, he changed his tattered clothes and simply treated the exposed wounds.

Then, enduring the pain, he walked back to his suite as if nothing had happened, and said to Captain Pedro and the others: "The problem is solved, the body of Father Monserrat is on the deck, and his relics are handed over by you to the Church of Mother Earth Goddess, well, the Divine Favor."

Lumian did not think of taking possession of the objects of the "Mother Earth" Church.

Captain Pedro and the others left in disbelief and went to the deck to confirm the situation, while Lugano leaned over to Lumien and asked in a low voice, "Is Father Monserrate really dead?"

"You can go and see his body." Lumian replied with a "smile", intending to instruct the servant to provide treatment.

Lugano frowned and said, "But I still vaguely heard his voice before, and he seemed to be calling the name of the so-called Son of God."

Shouting the name of the so-called Son of God? At that time, Father Monserrat did call out the true name of the Son of God, but for some special reason, it did not come to the real world, and only the extraordinary people who had been polluted by the Son of God and were nearby could hear it? Lumien said to Lugano thoughtfully, "That was before Father Montserrat's death."

"What's his name?"

Lugano breathed a sigh of relief and recalled: "It seems to be, it seems to be ......"

Finally, he remembered and reverted to his pronunciation: "Yes, Omibella."

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