Three hundred and thirty-six. The origin of the old mother
The viscous deep sea was filled with tremors on the eve of collapse. The human-faced insects that formed a whirlpool around Lu Li carried silver-plated bullets and rushed towards the mother of the old swamp, the culprit that caused everything.
"No...! How dare you...that's my power!"
The huge face formed by the old mother roared ferociously, with a hint of fear hidden in the deepest part of her emotions.
Its power is rebelling against itself.
A confrontation that cannot be expressed in words arises between the old female face and the human-faced bugs. They are like swarming Lu Li, swarming silver-coated bullets to penetrate the viscous seawater.
The human-faced insect pounced on the old mother's face, venting its accumulated hatred, and gnawed at the old mother's face. Its skin was broken, revealing the ferocious flesh and blood. The flesh and blood were eaten away, revealing the dense white bones. The white bones were eaten away, revealing the depths of the old mother's mind.
A bloody light spot at the center.
Losing all obstacles, the silver-plated bullet unswervingly drilled into the corroded space and shot towards the light point.
"Stop...you despicable——"
The old mother's frightened screams suddenly stopped.
A crack appeared on the blood-colored light spot, as if there was a clicking sound, and the crack spread.
The swarm of human-faced insects stopped, and they quietly watched what was happening and what was about to happen.
Wow——
A crisp cracking sound sounded from every corner of the viscous deep sea.
The broken blood-colored light spots are as fascinating as stars, turning into countless comets and falling into the abyss.
At the same time, the scene around Lu Li changed.
Lu Li was pulled into the death scene. This also meant that... his old mother had disappeared.
Is it all over?
Lu Li was in the humid dark green swamp jungle and thought silently.
So what's about to happen...
Lu Li turned his head and looked towards the jungle.
The thick footsteps coming from deep in the jungle disturbed the tranquility of the swamp. In the shadow of the trees, a graceful figure wearing a gorgeous retro red dress ran towards Lu Li.
Lu Li's gaze lingered on the girl's beautiful face.
This face is exactly the same as the human appearance of the Swamp Mother and the huge face that emerged from the old mother.
The Swamp Mother was not conceived by nature, nor was it born by faith.
It was born as a human being.
Under Lu Li's gaze, the girl passed by with her skirt and shoes in hand, and the disturbed air was filled with a faint smell of perfume.
She turned back frequently, as if there was something chasing her behind her.
However, Lu Li's appearance here meant that she would not be able to run too far.
The girl ran five or six meters away, stepped on a piece of mud that was no different from the surrounding swamp, and her white ankles sank into the mud.
She almost fell, and after she stood firm, she tried to pull out her legs that were stuck in the mud, but at this moment, she suddenly covered her mouth, kept quiet, opened her eyes slightly, and looked in the direction in which she ran.
Inaudible shouts came from far away.
"Miss...where are you..."
What is chasing the girl is not an enemy or a monster, but more like a servant looking for his master.
The girl did not dare to make a sound and looked warily towards the direction where the shouts came from. Fortunately, the people she was avoiding did not go deep here, and the shouts echoed for a while and gradually faded away.
The girl who kept quiet breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her head to pull out her calf that was stuck in the mud.
The girl has not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.
What happened next was just as Lu Li had guessed. At that time, the girl, who was just an ordinary person, had difficulty getting out of the swamp. When the sludge spread to her knees, her expression became panicked and even frightened.
Every struggle made the girl sink a little, and the shoes she had no time to take care of were thrown aside and buried in the mud. The hem of her gorgeous skirt was stained with dirty and putrid mud.
"I'm here! I'm here!"
The girl screamed, but the guards who were retreating could no longer hear her scream. At this moment, a strange rustling sound sounded in the jungle bushes.
Several natives emerged from the bushes and watched from a distance.
The girl was startled, then regained hope and shouted to the natives: "Please save me! I am the youngest daughter of Grand Duke Edela. If you save me, my father can pay you a large reward...
…”
The natives looked at each other, suddenly knelt on the ground, and uttered strange incomprehensible syllables to the girl.
The slippery mud that flooded her thighs made the girl sick and frightened. She managed to stay calm and imitated her father's majestic image and shouted at them: "I order you to take me out!"
But this only made these tribesmen pray more devoutly.
The girl sank deeper and deeper, and her beautiful red dress had completely sunk into the mud. The desperate girl cried out: "Help me! Please help me out..."
The hoarse voice made her lose the power to roar, and the mud under her chest was depriving the girl of her warmth. She began to have difficulty breathing, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.
At a certain moment, the girl who was about to lose consciousness turned her head slightly and looked at where Lu Li was standing.
"Help me..." she said weakly.
She seemed to be able to see Lu Li.
Lu Li didn't know whether this was the new ability of the second rose of the psychic gun, a special feature of the old mother, or just a coincidence.
He looked at the girl quietly and nodded: "Okay."
When he reached the edge of the swamp, Lu Li stretched out his hand and grabbed the girl's arm that was stretched out in vain. It was cold and without any warmth.
The suction in the mire was resisting Lu Li.
"Why?" asked weakly in his ears.
"You need help."
"Why..." the girl asked again, but it didn't seem like she was repeating herself.
Lu Li knew what the girl, or rather the old mother, was asking this time.
For this question, Lu Li already had the answer in his heart.
"Those who do not respect life do not deserve life."
The body that had lost its temperature was silent for a brief moment, and its drooping face was hidden in the shadows, murmuring in a low voice: "Why not you... Why not you... Why not you!"
The old mother's last words turned into a roar, and her hands stabbed into Lu Li's chest like sharp knives, tearing his body apart.
Lu Li's body was shattered, and he was about to escape from the death scene after being attacked, but suddenly, Lu Li saw a scene that had happened before.
In the dark and humid swamp jungle, several figures were kneeling around the bushes. In the center of them, a long, white, seemingly spotless arm was exposed above the swamp. The blood-red agate bracelet on the wrist was the only color here.
Everything is frozen in this picture-scroll-like scene.
…
Lu Li's consciousness returned to his body.
He raised his head and saw again the beautiful face that had been chewed away and lost its original appearance.
"Why not you!"
The old mother let out her final roar, dragging her remaining strength towards Lu Li.
The swarm of human-faced insects that lingered and gnawed at his face were swept away by the renewed power, and the old mother's power attacked Lu Li without any cover.
But before approaching Lu Li, this power quietly dissipated, like a breeze blowing over Lu Li's body.
The aftertaste of the shout echoed faintly into the distance.
"Why...not you..."
In the viscous deep sea, the obscure consciousness gradually dissipates.
