I set up a shelter organization

The Mother of Birth is still spreading spores.

Ensure that the reproduction rate of the followers does not decrease.

He was in a good mood, especially since he knew that everything he did would be seen by Shen Yu.

Will the Lord be pleased with what He has done?

Will our Lord truly keep Him in His heart, rather than just a tool to be used?

My Lord...

My Lord...

The mother who gave birth to me is filled with longing.

The speed of spore spread has increased significantly.

Then he indeed received the words from Shen Yu.

He originally thought that what he would receive would be praise from the Lord, or perhaps a word of affirmation, or at least an apology for hard work, right?

In the end, the other party said...

"...Restrain those ghost masters?"

"?"

"My Lord!!!"

The Mother of Childbirth was on the verge of tears. Who? Who on earth had prevented Her from receiving the Lord's praise?

A ghost master, right?

Good, that’s really good!

It is a waste of our Lord and His thoughts. They have given them strength and asked their followers to back them up. Whose protection do they think they are getting?

He is the great ancient god who holds the power of birth and is protected by the renowned Mother of Birth in the circle of strange gods!

If it weren't for the Lord's instructions, would He take these little bugs seriously?

This group of ghost masters simply don’t know what’s good for them!

The mother of childbirth is furious!

He uttered an incomprehensible muttering.

All the followers who heard the voice paused, then knelt down with horror on their faces.

Who?

Who angered the great Mother of Birth?

They knelt there in fear and trepidation, reciting the Bible of the Nativity sect.

Ah!

Merciful Mother of Childbirth!

You are the mother of all things. You give life to all things and you gave birth to the world.

All human blood comes from you.

We are your children and your servants.

Life originates from you and will return to you.

Birth.

reproduce.

Birth.

All glory will be yours.

All the credit will belong to you.

You are the mother of all things and the ruler of all things.

around.

Those monsters that were originally going to be hunted looked at their followers in confusion as they stopped and performed some strange rituals.

Some of the smart ones took the opportunity to escape.

Some monsters with too low a level just rushed forward, which only accelerated the speed of being swallowed.

What is even more terrified are the ordinary people.

There are also believers of the Birth Sect and ghost masters.

"Lord Apostle..."

The believers also knelt behind him.

But the followers used a language among themselves, which was a more obscure, mysterious and complex language belonging to the gods.

After hearing this, they felt their brains swell and their heads buzz.

It seemed as if I heard something, but also as if I heard nothing.

Before my eyes, it seemed as if phantoms appeared one after another as the followers chanted.

They lowered their heads in fear, pressed them tightly against the ground, and did not dare to look up at all.

The ghost masters have been too rampant recently, and they naturally rely on these powerful followers and the even more mysterious gods from outer space.

They were originally immersed in the abilities they had suddenly gained.

The unusual movements of the family members awakened some people from the madness of this period.

"Why is the Apostle suddenly like this?"

"Could it be that our actions have angered that god?"

"No, it won't, right?"

"That god is always hanging high in the sky. Doesn't he not care about us?"

"Anyway, let's tone it down."