Three hundred and twenty-six. The mother of the old swamp
"I can't understand."
Lu Li frowned and silently stared at the outline of the black robe, as if he could see through the fabric and see the reality under the black robe.
The exposed outline of the black robe is chilling.
This means that it has never been the Mother of the Swamp who has been communicating, trading, and cooperating with them, but the unknown evil god.
But there are doubts.
Why did the shadows and six-legged monsters who were servants of the Swamp Mother become servants of the "unknown evil god"?
"The ignorant and chaotic mother of the old swamp has been replaced by my lord. Its followers are unwilling to accept it and try to awaken the former mother of the old swamp." A common voice sounded from under the outline of the black robe.
"Who is your master?"
"Now the mother of the swamp, the god who calls you to come."
"Who was the mother of the swamp when I entered the swamp a month ago."
"The mother of old swamps."
"Then the sacrifice is being made in Shadow Town, and it is your Lord who is trying to occupy this place?"
"The mother of old swamps."
The outline of the black robe still answered.
Lu Li failed to understand the logic, but the outline of the black robe did not intend to keep Lu Li ignorant.
The mixed conversation in the outline of the black robe suddenly faded away, revealing an old voice, echoed by countless voices, saying slowly: "Can I tell the guest about my lord's past?"
"If there is enough time." Lu Li wouldn't mind learning more about this place.
Under the black robe, an old voice slowly sounded: "The mother of the old swamp was the owner of this half of the swamp a long time ago..."
The Mother of Marshes has existed for a long time, and it existed in the Southern Shadow Marshes long before people explored and colonized the Arran Peninsula.
People don't know why it came into being, whether it was an evil god born from the faith of the indigenous people or a native evil god. They only remember the strange and strange things that the first pioneers encountered in the Shadow Swamp when they entered the Allen Peninsula.
Many people died, and the pioneers could only stay as far away from Shadow Swamp as possible to avoid causing trouble.
But as they learned more about this land, they discovered that there were many indigenous villages in the swamp. They lived in the swamp, living in peace and not being invaded by weird things.
The leader of the Shadow Town pioneers believed that the natives had a way to avoid trouble and tried to communicate with them, thus learning about the mother of the old swamp - the owner of this place.
The natives believed in and worshiped the Mother of the Old Swamp. The pioneer leaders believed that they had found a way to survive in this swamp - believing in the Mother of the Old Swamp.
They worked during the day to build houses and farmland, and prayed at night, hoping that the mother of the swamp would protect them from strange intrusions.
Because the statue of the Old Swamp Mother had strange powers, the pioneers did not dare to make and place it. They could only meditate on the image of the Old Swamp Mother in their hearts: a beetle-like creature with countless spikes on its back.
Their belief in the Old Swamp Mother is very different from the past.
Most of the indigenous villages living around the swamp are barbaric and barbaric, and some are even so degenerate that they can hardly communicate with each other through language. Their beliefs are equally barbaric and bloody, and cruel sacrifices occur from time to time.
No matter what the mother of the old swamp was like in the beginning, with such a filthy and dirty belief, she is the same as most evil gods in the world, cold and evil, and worthy of the name of evil god.
The pioneers were just the opposite. They no longer had bloody sacrifices, and their prayers were no longer about killing hostile tribe leaders and letting the plague spread in hostile villages. Instead, they were praying for the safety and health of everyone, a good autumn harvest, and the happiness of relatives in the interior.
, and...gain wealth.
There may be dark thoughts surfacing in it, but it is just a spark in front of the blazing fire, so small that it is fleeting.
These unexpected actions by humans gave the old swamp mother a... humanity she never had.
"Thus was born my Lord."
Under the old words in the outline of the black robe, the mixed voices of men, women, old and young murmured prayers devoutly.
The born Swamp Mother is not an independent consciousness. The old Swamp Mother is still the Old Swamp Mother. It is more like a child who knows nothing reading a fairy tale book that he has never seen before. No matter where the child's life trajectory will go in the future.
, that fairy tale book will always remain deep in the heart of the Swamp Mother.
Regardless, because of the pioneers' prayers and faith, the Old Swamp Mother accepted these new believers.
As a result, Shadow Swamp no longer becomes dangerous, and as long as they don't go deep into this swamp, weird things won't attack them.
Over time, the town was officially established, and caravans and young people seeking opportunities could successfully enter the Arran Peninsula through the filled marsh road.
Shadow Town became prosperous, churches had been built at that time, and the pioneers who were preparing to make the Mother of the Old Swamp were blocked by exorcists and slayers hired by the kingdom.
They explored the Shadow Swamp and told people that the mother of the old swamp here is the evil god. If you believe in it, your souls will have no peace after death.
"A beast cannot hide its true nature," they say.
So the pioneers no longer believed in the old swamp mother, and the newly built church became a church without an image of the god.
Under the instructions of the Demon Slayer, the pioneers began to trade with the natives living in the swamp, learned the language, and finally integrated.
The villages that once existed in the swamp also disappeared one by one. Correspondingly, fewer and fewer people believed in the Mother of the Old Swamp, and the Mother of the Old Swamp gradually turned into a legend.
As time goes by, as generations of townspeople grow older, fewer and fewer know about the Mother of the Old Swamp, and the Mother of the Old Swamp also stays deep in the Southern Shadow Swamp.
Hundreds of years passed peacefully, and the almost forgotten mother of the swamp was noticed by some beings.
The old voice in the black robe quickened his tone: "The indescribable great being like the stars dropped a trace of consciousness. This consciousness made the mother of the old swamp tremble like an ant! The indescribable being told the mother of the old swamp that the owners here
It is about to come, surrender or die! The Mother of the Swamp chose to surrender, and it... became the servant of this consciousness. The evil and terrifying breath leaked from the consciousness makes people scream and go crazy just by hearing one sentence!!!"
The urgent sound of the old voice suddenly turned into a scream, and then disappeared in an instant.
After a few seconds of silence, a new low, surrounded voice sounded. This time, it was the voice of a middle-aged woman.
"The Old Swamp Mother abandoned everything it once had. At this time, our Lord, who inherited the faith and responsibilities, awakened. It was separated from the consciousness of the Old Swamp Mother and was no longer attached to the consciousness of the Old Swamp Mother.
The Mother of the Old Swamp also knows nothing about my Lord's awakening...and you..."
The hood of the black robe was slightly raised, as if looking at Lu Li, and his tone seemed to have some meaning: "He broke in during the storm a few days later. For unknown reasons, he was incomprehensibly captured by the servants who were already like stars.
, the mother of the old swamp is treated as a guest..."