Three hundred and thirty-two. Lu Li's curtain call
The shadow fragments standing at Lu Li's feet looked like isolated islands in the vast deep sea.
And sharks surround it.
The enemy has appeared, and the human-faced insects pouring out of the dense blood vessels are like a hive, maintaining a strange dead silence, and swarming towards Lu Li like a tide.
If Anna were here, she would easily harvest these weak reptiles.
Lu Li, who was holding two psychic guns, stood on the same spot. He was so weak that he was in a desperate situation.
[Come close to me...they dare not come close...]
"I don't dare either."
The aura of the Mother of the Swamp makes the faceworms afraid to set foot in it, and the same goes for Lu Li. His sanity is extremely close to the critical point, and entering the next stage may not be long, or it may be now.
But Lu Li still faced the tide of human-faced insects and retreated with the Swamp Mother at his back.
Death is more costly than losing sanity.
With no time to pay attention to the warning counter, Lu Li held Sequence 2 and Sequence 3 and raised his arm.
Lu Li's movements suddenly stopped.
Where Sequence 3 points, there is a human-faced insect with...Oliver's face.
Its face was the same as the human-faced insects around it, full of resentment and hatred, until it saw Lu Li and showed a humanized look of surprise.
After a brief pause, Oliver bit the human-faced bug next to him without hesitation. In an instant, he was swallowed up by the human-faced bug surging behind him and was no longer visible.
Lu Li silently removed the muzzle of the gun, and then pulled the trigger.
Bang!
Bang!
Smoke rose, and two threads appeared in the insect tide, and were filled by the surging human-faced insects in the blink of an eye.
Lu Li just waved his fist at the water.
Putting away the psychic gun, Lu Li took out Sequence 1 again, but this time Lu Li did not fire.
The sight of the death of life would pull Lu Li into his consciousness, and before his eyes, there were thousands of human-faced insects.
The human-faced insects swarmed towards Lu Li, but it seemed that Lu Li could reach the Swamp Mother as they approached. Until the shadow suddenly stopped spreading, and the retreating Lu Li stepped into flesh.
The slippery and cold touch is still fresh in my memory, and the scene of being dragged into the mud seems to be happening right in front of my eyes.
Lu Li's feet sank into the flesh and blood outside the shadow, swallowing his legs like mud and spreading upwards.
[My old mother is suppressing me...it's coming...]
The Mother of the Swamp murmured, and the shadow where Lu Li was standing shattered in an instant.
The surging human-faced insects stagnated strangely, and thousands of faces surrounded Lu Li and the mother of swamps in the center.
They made no sound, the aftertaste of the gunshots had dissipated, the bodies and heads were noisily crowded with figures, and filled with deathly silence.
Lu Li was still sinking, his flesh and blood seemed to be just a viscous lake, pulling down on his body without any malice or emotion.
This is the body of the old mother. From a certain perspective, Lu Li is integrating into the body of the Swamp Mother.
Just like these human-faced bugs.
When his lower body was completely swallowed, Lu Li felt something and turned to the right.
That is the direction where the sealed body of the Swamp Mother is facing.
The human-faced insect separated to both sides, and in the gap that appeared, a hazy outline distorted the space and slowly approached.
Prayerful whispers lingered around the approaching silhouette.
Lu Li watched, distinguishing its shape from the twisted space around the outline: the Mother of the Old Swamp.
The whispered prayers became louder, and the mixed resentment and malice became clear. The distorted outline of the old mother became extreme, and began to tremble like an earthquake. As Lu Li closed his eyes, the phenomena that polluted his reason disappeared.
Tiny and fragile humans can hardly even look directly at evil gods.
Lu Li, who could ignore the aura of the other world that was feared by all exorcists, could not look at it for too long.
Lu Li opened his eyes again, his prayers returned to whispers, and his old mother's outline no longer twisted and trembled in extreme ways.
Until Lu Li looked at his old mother for too long again.
"You actually made it this far..."
An obscure consciousness full of malice broke into Lu Li's mind, imprinting his next sentence.
"But now, the guests who carry their aura, and the betrayers..."
The twisted outline of the old mother turned to the mother of the swamp, and there was no nonsense for too long.
"It's time for the curtain call."
The Mother of the Swamp was silent, and Lu Li, who had only his arms and neck uneaten, responded: he held the Sequence 1 weapon, aimed at the outline, and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The gunshot sounded like a dragon, and the bullets left scratches in the space.
The twisted outline of the old mother trembled slightly, but that was just the searing bullet distorting the air.
Lu Li closed his eyes, completely submerged in flesh and blood, without a single ripple.
What he did was worthless, meaningless, and useless.
…
Bang——
Under the banyan tree, Anna, who was waiting anxiously, suddenly raised her head, a hint of disbelief appearing in the depths of her flashing red eyes.
She just suddenly felt her heart beating.
This is never a good thing, because what follows is a surge of sadness and palpitations into the soul.
She knew...this probably meant...that something had happened to Lu Li.
A cold aura spread out unconsciously, Anna looked at the outline of the black robe: "How is the situation inside!"
The silhouette in the black robe silently turned to Anna, the eyes under the cloak stared at Anna, and the sad voice was almost like countless sobs and cries.
Cover-up: "My master and guest failed..."
Anna's consciousness stopped moving.
The permeating atmosphere began to change towards a dark and malicious one.
"If I don't come out, go find Aunt Mary and go with her to find Tesla. He can help you reach the Lennon Islands smoothly."
Lu Li's words before leaving echoed in his mind.
At the same time, Lu Li's tacit answer also echoed.
"If you hadn't come out, I would have demolished this place."
Sen Leng's words slowly overflowed:
…
Lu Li felt as if he was falling into the thick sea.
This was different from Lu Li's imagination. After integrating into his old mother's body, it was more like entering another space.
Lu Li raised his head. His sight was not obstructed in the slightest, and he could clearly see the Swamp Mother and the Old Mother facing each other above the flesh and blood.
He tried to swim upwards, but Lu Li's body was pulled by something, and the top was getting further and further away from him, until it completely merged into the darkness and could no longer be seen.
Boundless darkness came from all directions and enveloped Lu Li.
Lu Li lowered his head slowly. Below was a denser darkness, like an abyss.
In the dark, something seemed to be calling Lu Li's name from beneath the abyss.
"Lu Li..."
Exhaling the air from my lungs, the suffocation feeling of not being able to breathe began to flood into my consciousness.
Lu Li remained calm, frowning, holding the psychic gun tightly and looking around.
Lu Li is not the only one living in this viscous deep sea.
He saw many tiny shadows floating in the distance, like human figures or beetles.
Suddenly Lu Li felt something in his heart and slowly turned his head to look behind him.
A human-faced insect crashed towards him.
Lu Li raised his psychic gun in slow motion to block the impact of the human-faced insect. The latter dissipated with a look of relief, and Lu Li was also dragged into the illusion of death at this moment.
Lu Li's brows gradually relaxed, and the consciousness of leaving allowed him to escape the pain of suffocation and squeezing.
Lu Li, who lost control of his body, slowly fell, his hair and black coat fluttering gently as he fell.
