Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 411 Three hundred twenty-six. The mother of the old swamp

   "I can't understand."

  Lu Li frowned, silently watching the outline of the black robe, as if passing through the fabric to see the truth beneath the black robe.

   The truth of the black robe's outline revealing is chilling.

   This means that the one who communicated, traded, and cooperated with them has never been the mother of the swamp, but the unknown evil god.

   But there are doubts.

  Why Yingchuo and Hexapod, who belonged to the servants of the Swamp Mother, became servants of the "Unknown Evil God".

   "The ignorant and chaotic mother of the old swamp was replaced by my lord, and its believers were unwilling and tried to awaken the old mother of the old swamp." A common voice sounded under the outline of the black robe.

   "Who is your Lord?"

   "The mother of the swamp today, the gods who call upon you."

   "Who was the mother of the swamp when I entered the swamp a month ago."

   "Mother of the old swamp."

   "Then sacrifice in Shadow Town, is it your lord who is trying to occupy it?"

   "Mother of the old swamp."

   The silhouette 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 words of the black robe's outline suddenly faded, revealing an old voice, echoed by countless voices, and slowly said: "Can I tell my lord's past for the guests?"

   "If time is enough." Lu Li doesn't mind learning more about this.

  Under the black robe, an old voice sounded slowly: "The mother of the old swamp was the owner of this half swamp a long, long time ago..."

  The Swamp Mother has existed for a long time, long before people explored and colonized the Ellen Peninsula, and existed in the Southern Shadow Swamp.

  People don't know why it was born, whether it is the evil **** born from the belief of the indigenous people, or the original evil god. I only remember all the weird and weird things that the original pioneers entered the Ellen Peninsula and encountered in the Shadow Swamp.

   A lot of people died, and the pioneers had to stay away from the Shadow Swamp as much as possible to avoid trouble.

   But as they got to know the land, they found that there were many villages where the indigenous people lived in the swamp.

The leader of the    Shadow Town pioneers thought that the natives had a way to avoid trouble, and tried to communicate with them, so he learned of the mother of the old swamp, the owner of this place.

  The natives believed in and worshipped the Mother of the Old Swamp, and the leader of the pioneers thought they had found a way to survive in this swamp—belief in the Mother of the Old Swamp.

   They labored during the day to build houses and farmland, and prayed at night, hoping that the Mother of the Swamp would protect them from strangeness.

  Because of the strange power of the statue of the Mother of the Old Swamp, the pioneers did not dare to make and place it. They could only meditate on the image of the Mother of the Old Swamp in their hearts: a beetle-like creature with countless spikes on its back.

   Their belief in the Mother of the Old Swamp was radically different.

  The indigenous villages living around the swamps are mostly savage, and some are even degraded to the point where it is difficult to communicate in language. Their beliefs are equally savage and bloody, and cruel sacrifices occur from time to time.

   No matter what the mother of the old swamp was at first, under such a filthy and dirty belief, it is the same as most of the evil gods in the world, cold, evil, and worthy of the name of the evil god.

  The pioneers were the exact opposite. They no longer have **** sacrifices, and prayers are no longer about killing rival tribal leaders and spreading the plague in hostile villages. Rather, prayers are for the safety and health of all, a bumper fall harvest, the happiness of loved ones in the interior, and... a fortune.

   There may be dark thoughts in it, but in front of the roaring fire, it is just a spark, so small that it is fleeting.

   These unforeseen actions by humans gave the Mother of the Old Swamp a...humanity that the Mother of the Old Swamp never had.

   "My Lord was born."

  Under the old words in the outline of the black robe, the mixed voices of men, women and children murmured prayerfully.

The mother of the swamp that was born is not an independent consciousness. The mother of the old swamp is still the mother of the old swamp. It is more like a child who knows nothing after reading a fairy tale book that he has never read, no matter where the child's life trajectory will go. , that fairy tale book will always remain deep in the heart of the Swamp Mother.

  In any case, because of the prayers and beliefs of the pioneers, the Mother of the Old Swamp accepted these new believers.

   Shadowswamp is therefore no longer dangerous, as long as they don't go deep into the swamp, the monsters won't attack them.

   As time passed, the town was officially built, and the caravans and young people seeking opportunities had been able to enter the Ellen Peninsula smoothly from the filled swamp road.

  Shadow Town became prosperous, churches had been built, and the pioneers who were preparing to make the Mother of the Old Swamp were stopped by the exorcists and slayers employed by the kingdom.

   They explored the Shadow Swamp and told people that the mother of the old swamp here is the evil god, believe in it, and your soul will not be at peace after death.

   "Beasts cannot hide their nature," they said.

  So the pioneers no longer believed in the mother of the old swamp, and the newly built church became a church without gods.

  The pioneers began to trade with the natives living in the swamps, learn the language, and finally integrate with the natives living in the swamp under the instruction of the demon slayer.

  The villages that used to be in the swamp 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 became a legend.

   As time goes on, generations of townspeople get older, and fewer and fewer know the Mother of the Old Swamp, and the Mother of the Old Swamp also stays in the depths of the Southern Shadow Swamp.

   Hundreds of years have passed without incident, and the nearly forgotten Mother of the Swamp is noticed by some beings.

The old voice with the outline of the black robe quickened his tone: "The indescribable great existence like the stars lowered a trace of consciousness, and this consciousness made the mother of the old swamp tremble like an ant! The indescribable existence told the mother of the old swamp, the masters here Coming, surrender or death! The Swamp Mother chose to surrender, and it... became the servant of this thread of consciousness. The smell of evil and terror leaked out of consciousness makes people scream and go crazy as long as they hear a word!!!”

   The hurried voice of the old man suddenly turned into a scream, and disappeared in an instant.

   After a few seconds of silence, a new low voice surrounded by people rang out, this time, it was the voice of a middle-aged woman.

"The Mother of the Old Swamp has abandoned everything it once was. At this time, the Lord, who has inherited faith and responsibility, has awakened. It has been separated from the consciousness of the Mother of the Old Swamp, and is no longer attached to the consciousness of the Mother of the Old Swamp, The Mother of the Old Swamp also knew nothing about the awakening of my Lord...and you."

The hood of the black robe's outline was slightly raised, as if he was watching Lu Li, his tone seemed to have some meaning: "I broke in in the storm a few days later, I don't know the reason, I was incomprehensible by the servants of the star-like existence. , the Mother of the Old Swamp as a guest..."

   (end of this chapter)