He had indeed intended to select someone from 136 Squad to establish a direct connection as a witness, but he never expected that a tape recorder would accomplish the task he hadn’t even begun.
There was a sense of satisfaction, as if heaven itself were aiding him, like an invisible hand pushing things forward.
It was truly excellent.
Looking at the stunned Captain Chen Muye before him, he realized this matter wasn’t suitable for most people to know, so they were chatting privately.
It turned out Captain Chen Muye had been “solo-killed” by the tape recorder.
Luciel wasn’t worried about being held at gunpoint; this was quite good, a convenient opportunity to put on a show.
At this moment, Captain Chen Muye felt very strange.
After he had played the tape and listened to the three honorific names, a pulling sensation from the sky descended upon him.
Immediately after, it felt as if his clothes had been stripped away, followed by a sense of lightness and relief, as if the shackles upon him had been undone.
As the sensation of floating intensified, a blood-red light appeared in his vision.
It felt like passing through a barrier, and when Captain Chen Muye could see again, he was met with a massive, crimson mountain peak that stretched upward beyond sight.
The moment Captain Chen Muye laid eyes on the mountain, he felt a sharp stinging pain in his eyes.
The mountain seemed tangible, yet it was intangible.
It was a mountain of flesh and blood, thousands, perhaps tens of thousands of meters high, composed of biological tissue.
The mountain seemed to be writhing; it resembled a bird’s nest, a womb, the cradle of all life.
When gazing directly at it, what entered his eyes was not merely a physical form, but infinite life.
Chicks broke through their shells, fish hatched and entered the water, and human infants arrived in the world from the womb, letting out their first cries.
Countless species of animals bred and nurtured their young.
Life was gestating, life was feeding, life was digesting, life was dying.
Life emerged from here, and life would eventually return here.
Just as Captain Chen Muye’s eyes bled and his brain throbbed with intense pain from the overwhelming influx of information, a shimmering, pure light wrapped around him like flowing water.
His agonizingly overheated brain was soothed as if by a gentle breeze, and his eyes, which had felt as if they were being scorched in a fire, returned to normal.
At the same time, the entire scene before him blurred, and the endless stream of information stopped drilling into his brain.
It was only then that he noticed a humanoid creature with a blurred face had appeared before him.
“Lost child of man (Confused soul), you have come to my Kingdom (You have returned to your nest).” ‘Do you two not prepare a script before you speak?’ Luciel complained to his two personality clones.
The clone showed no respect for his Original Self, and rolled its eyes at him.
Who could have expected the first outsider to arrive at the Mother Nest to show up so quickly?
They had arrived before he could even align the script.
He had assumed an organization like the Nightwatcher would have to bicker for a few days, then dawdle about, trying to see if they could fish out the Moon or something.
Who could have imagined that the tape recorder would take the MVP?
Now that they were improvising, they should just be happy if they could match the word count in each sentence.
Captain Chen Muye did not think the deity before him was speaking differently simply due to a lack of coordination; he believed that this entity was composed of countless concepts, and thus, a single sentence could hold multiple meanings.
Was this not, in its own way, a different kind of success?
“Are you the Primordial Mother Goddess?” Captain Chen Muye asked, looking at the entity before him.
“I am the deity who waits for life to return (I am the Mother waiting for the swallows to return to the nest), you have come here (You have returned here), your life has ended (Your journey has reached its end).” “You have come, so sleep, follow the instinct of life.” ×2 Captain Chen Muye could feel that this deity was full of friendliness.
In the blurred features, he could vaguely discern the appearance of his own Mother, as if his Mother and this entity were one and the same.
Yet at the same time, he could feel that She longed for him to stay.
Just as She had said, all life departed from Her, and all life would eventually return to Her embrace.
“My Lady, my responsibilities are not yet fulfilled; I cannot stay here.
I am a Nightwatcher of Daxia, and I will never remain in the Divine Kingdom of any deity.” “You would forsake me (You are rejecting me)?
I am saddened by this (I am angered by this).
But I forgive you (But I pardon you).” “Life should be free (All sentient beings will eventually return), you are able to choose (You cannot escape).” “Miracles protect you (Miracles bind you), I grant you flesh and blood to be yourself (I watch your every move).” “Go, with my blessing (Go, with my gift).” With that, Captain Chen Muye felt a force give him a push.
All the weight returned to his body, and that sense of constraint felt like shackles locked onto every part of him.
Beyond that, a gaze from an infinitely distant place had also locked onto him; this was presumably the mark of the Primordial Mother Goddess.
Just as Captain Chen Muye was about to wear a bitter expression, a small full Moon flew out from the void.
Its radiance brought a sense of pleasure that rose from the depths of his heart.
Under the illumination of this full Moon, various plants began to grow within the room.
Blades of grass and small saplings sprouted from the cracks in the masonry; the wooden tables and chairs sprouted new branches and tender leaves, and the wooden floorboards fused together into a single, seamless whole.
At the same time, infinite charm radiated from the full Moon.
A single fluctuation was enough to render Captain Chen Muye’s brain incapable of thought; his heart and eyes were filled with nothing but that full Moon.
“Bang!” Luciel quickly had his body deliver a punch to Captain Chen Muye’s chest, while carefully ensuring the power of the Beauty Goddess bypassed him.
Regaining his senses amidst the sharp pain, Captain Chen Muye was astonished to discover a dark purple power constantly seeping from his body.
The plants touched by this power instantly turned to dust, as if they had been erased, even at a conceptual level.
Captain Chen Muye was alarmed and hurriedly checked on Shivas Resentment, which he had suppressed with his Forbidden Domain, fearing that the aura of this powerful Forbidden Object might leak and invite an even greater catastrophe.
Although this aura was identical to Shivas Resentment, it was entirely rootless; it was the power of Shivas Resentment attached to the very concept of Captain Chen Muye.
This was the source of Captain Chen Muye’s erasure.
When that aura touched the full Moon, the moonlight completely enveloped it, and in the next second, both vanished together.
Within the Mother Nest, Luciel could utilize the full capabilities of both the Moon and Mother Pathways without restraint, and the beauty of the Beauty Goddess was no longer merely superficial, but a beauty of concepts.
Luciel directly utilized this conceptual beauty to manifest the causal entanglement between Shivas Resentment and Captain Chen Muye as a tangible entity, then simply drew it all into the Mother Nest.
Next was to provide Captain Chen Muye, who possessed only a soul, with a physical body.
The Life-Giver bestowed life upon him, and void flesh and blood transformed into reality.
“I give you a choice (I grant you freedom).” Captain Chen Muye could feel that his body was incredibly light.
He still hadn’t fully processed what had happened; he touched his face and then tapped his aching chest.
The sharp pain instantly jolted him out of his daze.
Luciel’s punch had definitely not been held back; he likely had a fractured rib.
But…
“Truly, it’s been a long time since I’ve had this feeling.” Under Luciel’s strange gaze, Captain Chen Muye once again involuntarily pressed his wound, wincing in pain, but this time, the corners of his mouth curled upwards.