Chapter 630

Vaguely, Lu Mian saw bubbles bubbling out in the pitch-black liquid soaking most of the blood-colored devil's body, with a brownish-green color, like tree nodules.

The bubbles shattered in the blink of an eye, reflecting gorgeous colors and merging into the pitch-black liquid.

Lu Mian inexplicably felt that something was wrong and wanted to close his eyes so as not to see these details, but in his dream, he could not control himself freely.

Deep in the pitch-black liquid, a figure seemed to be hidden, and it was slightly raising its head, looking at the blood-colored devil.

On the surface of this figure, tree nodules that were brownish-green or light brown and wet protruded, reminding Lu Mian of Susanna Mattis, Susanna Mattis in the state of "Fallen Tree Spirit."

But the difference between the two is that Susanna Mattis's tree nodules, branches, leaves, and flower buds grew from the body and were integrated with the original, while the tree nodules of the current figure were more like being directly pierced out from the flesh and internal organs, stained with blood, and wanton and flaunting.

Lu Mian in the dream subconsciously raised his right hand and wiped the corner of his eye, finding his back of the hand bright red.

His eyes were shedding blood at some point, and there was a large blur of red in his vision.

In the blur, the overall outline of the figure was presented.

It seemed to grow on a brownish-green giant tree, pierced by branches, eroded by tree nodules, and covered with flower buds, dripping with viscous liquid.

A strong burning sensation suddenly appeared in Lu Mian's chest, making him instinctively close his eyes even in the dream.

But this was still a step too slow.

Bang!

Lu Mian's eyes exploded, and severe pain rushed into his mind.

He finally woke up, curled up in pain, and raised his hands to cover his eyes.

Where he touched, it was flat, viscous, and moist, and the smell of blood was pervasive.

As a "Ascetic," as someone who had experienced severe injuries many times, it took Lu Mian several minutes to recover from the pain that made him faint at any time.

He groped to sit up and opened his eyes naturally.

Darkness.

There was no crimson moonlight, nor the outlines of various furniture in the bedroom.

He couldn't see anything anymore.

Lu Mian raised his hand again and touched his eye sockets very lightly, finding that both eyeballs had "deflated" and were clearly shattered.

"Is this because I saw something I shouldn't have, and my eyes exploded?" Lu Mian laughed at himself.

And it was seen in a dream, and it wasn't something he wanted to see himself!

He recalled slightly and felt that if it weren't for the seal of Mr. Fool on his body being triggered by stress or urged by Termiboros, and he closed his eyes in time, what exploded might not just be his eyes.

Lu Mian wiped his nose and, as expected, felt moisture and smelled a fishy smell with a rust taste.

He laughed in a low voice with a fairly good mood:

"Fortunately, what flowed down should just be blood, not brains."

This is rejoicing, rejoicing that he can still survive after encountering a disaster.

Compared to the miserable state of his head, Lu Mian's body had almost no trauma, just a little exhaustion.

He supported the edge of the bed, stood up, and in a state where he could neither see nor smell, relying on the "Hunter's" mastery of every detail of the home field environment and the existence of a map in his brain, he easily bypassed the chair, pulled open the bedroom door, entered the living room, and knocked on the servant's room.

"Is, is there anything?" Lugano, who was startled, was wearing cotton shirts and pants that served as pajamas and hurriedly opened the wooden door.

He was worried about encountering such a terrible thing as Father Montserrat again.

The next second, in the crimson moonlight, he saw Lu Mian's face full of blood and the bloody eye sockets that were quite empty with shattered fragments.

"This...... wh, what's wrong?" Lugano asked with a stutter.

Who beat the employer into this look?

Who can beat him into this look?

Why don't we "teleport" away from here first?

Lu Mian pointed to his eyes calmly:

"Treat it."

"Okay." Lugano first answered subconsciously, then said in a dilemma, "The eyeballs are in this state, they can't be healed, I can only find another suitable one to transplant."

Lu Mian endured the pain and said calmly:

"No need, just stop the bleeding and pain."

"Alright." Lugano didn't dare to argue and followed the employer's instructions, stretching out his left palm that was shining with a faint light.

With the contact of his palm and the simple treatment of the scalpel, Lu Mian's eye position was cool, and the pain was no longer as unbearable as just now.

Of course, he still couldn't see.

"You can continue to sleep." Lu Mian waved his hand, as if he hadn't lost his vision, put one hand in his pocket, crossed the Dutan language textbook that Ludwig had moved to the carpet, walked neither fast nor slow to the rocking chair, lay down, and rocked gently.

Lugano looked at it for a while, puzzled and nervous, and returned to the bed, but couldn't sleep at all.

When the morning sun shone on the edge of the sea, this "Physician" suddenly rolled off the bed and decided to get a cup of coffee to refresh himself.

Just out of the room, he saw the employer exercising his body, his green eyes bright, without any trauma.

"You, you're okay?" Lugano paused.

Lu Mian answered with a bright smile:

"Yes."

"......" Lugano couldn't find words for a while.

What did the employer rely on to make the eyeballs grow back and heal?

What kind of monster is this......

As his doctor, my role is only to stop bleeding and pain?

Lu Mian didn't pay attention to the servant's psychological changes, returned to the master bedroom, pulled open the curtains, spread out the paper, and picked up the deep black absorbent fountain pen.

"Still not cautious enough......" He sighed suddenly.

After accepting the warning of the two devils with ice-blue eyes and preparing to leave Hant Island with the "Berry," he thought there was no danger, so he didn't rush to write to Madam Magician, intending to observe the follow-up and wait until he completely left this port to do it.

Who knew that he would have such a terrifying and dangerous dream last night!

Lu Mian first suspected that one of the devils with ice-blue eyes suddenly entered a state of being unable to control himself and secretly exerted influence on him, and then thought that he had been secretly contaminated when he saw the blood-colored devil and pitch-black liquid with the "Secret-Master Glasses," and it only completely broke out when he fell asleep and entered the dream.

Collecting his thoughts, he wrote down everything he saw and heard on Hant Island as words, just using the phrase "Love Spell" instead of the name "Napo Redisli."

At the end of the letter, Lu Mian wrote sincerely:

"Maybe I've met too many devils recently, I feel that the accumulated contamination is a bit too much, and I want to receive a treatment."

Immediately afterward, Lu Mian set up a ritual, summoned the "Doll" messenger, and handed over the letter paper folded into a square.

The "Doll" messenger stretched out his right hand to receive the letter while covering his nose with his left palm:

"You stepped on the smelliest thing in the world!

"So smelly, so smelly!

"So dirty, so dirty!"

After clamping the letter paper with two fingers, this "Doll" messenger quickly disappeared in the room.

Lu Mian waited for a while, and seeing that Madam Magician didn't reply immediately, he planned to go elsewhere to see if he could get a little "treatment."

That was the Cathedral of the Church of Mother Earth in Hant Port that he visited yesterday.

In the early morning, before work started, there were many believers here listening to the sermon.

The one preaching was the clergy with ice-blue eyes who was in his prime yesterday.

He was interpreting a certain doctrine in the scriptures, diverging to talk about the common origin of good and evil, the inability to separate, and the promotion of good and suppression of evil.

Is it a bit strange for you, a devil, to talk about these things? Lu Mian complained, sat in the first row, and listened casually.

He quickly felt that this church possessed vigorous vitality, grass and trees grew around, mushrooms grew secretly, and the scent of wheat and milk made people's mood become peaceful.

Unknowingly, Lu Mian found that his life had become more vigorous.

Every orthodox church has its own advantages...... He sighed silently.

After five or six minutes, the clergy with ice-blue eyes finished the sermon and came to him, smiling gently:

"Young people who are willing to listen to suggestions will always have a beautiful future.

"Praise the Earth, praise the Mother of all things!"

Is this implying that I am "very satisfied that I stopped asking around, stopped exploring the forest, and stopped looking for people with ice-blue eyes since yesterday noon"? Lu Mian watched the clergy with ice-blue eyes put away his raised hands and thought for a while:

"But I had a terrifying dream last night and almost died because of it."

"What dream?" The clergy with ice-blue eyes asked warmly.

"Bishop, what should I call you?" Lu Mian asked instead of answering.

"Newman." The clergy with ice-blue eyes said his name in human society.

Lu Mian briefly talked about the blood-colored devil, pitch-black liquid, blurred figure, and tree nodules in the dream, without saying what kind of injury he suffered in the end.

Bishop Newman listened quietly, stared at Lu Mian for a few seconds, and said:

"Are you willing to listen to me preach?"

"Okay." Lu Mian also wanted to hear what this devil with ice-blue eyes would say.

Newman opened the scriptures in his arms, and his voice was quite magnetic:

"There are two abysses. One is material, the entrance is somewhere in the real world, and one is spiritual, the entrance is in the depths of each of our hearts.

"These two abysses are sometimes separated, but often they are one.

"Goodness and evil thoughts are born from the same origin. We will inevitably have evil thoughts such as jealousy, hatred, destruction, greed, harm, and arrogance. This is very normal and not a sin.

"But if you kill because of jealousy, kill because of hatred, kill because of greed, and commit various sins because of arrogance, then our soul will gradually sink into the abyss of the heart.

"At that time, you can only repent to Mother, just like now.

"Merciful Mother, I have fallen into the abyss of evil......"

Lu Mian listened quietly and understood what Bishop Newman was saying:

He made a mistake because of arrogance.

The fact that he had taken risks many times before without encountering any major problems made him underestimate the dangers hidden in high-level things.

He stood up and raised his hands high:

"I understand.

"Praise the Earth, praise the Mother of all things!"

Newman nodded with satisfaction.

Returning to the "Berry," Lu Mian saw the reply folded into a square.

In the letter was a spirit world coordinate and a sentence:

"The matter of Hant Island ends here, find time to go here for treatment."

(End of chapter)