communion

"So that's it." Rachel held the mug and sipped the hot cocoa Lilim made, "Cantrella is Rachel's mother."

"I understand." Lilim tapped Rachel's head lightly, "But Cantrella doesn't remember anything now, so don't cry if he won't recognize you later."

Rachel covered the place where she was knocked, stared blankly at Lilim, and suddenly pursed her mouth, tears rolling in her eyes, obviously ready to cry.

"Hey, don't cry." Lilim has lived in the shadow of swords and swords all her life, and she is more manly than men. Seeing a girl crying, she has no choice but to stuff a freshly baked cookie into Rachel's hand. , "Eat some sweets...it won't be sad."

Rachel took the biscuit and clicked it like a small animal.

Lilim breathed a sigh of relief.

"I... I just need to take a sneak peek at Cantrella." Rachel suddenly stopped chewing, and whispered, "I miss him so much."

"Sigh." Lilim sighed, looking at the girl who looked like a doll, she felt emotional, "What a poor little girl, come on, big sister hugs."

Rachel burrowed into Lilim's arms aggrieved, "Can I come and play with you in the future? Rachel doesn't like being alone."

"Of course." Lilim said with a smile, she had never tried to embrace such a soft and lovely life - but she felt unexpectedly happy.

While speaking, there was a sound of unlocking the door, "Rachel." Lilim lowered her voice, "Cantrella is back, are you ready?"

"En!" Rachel nodded vigorously, but when she saw who was coming, she quickly hid behind Lilim, only showing a pair of eyes.

"Rachel, I see you." Cesare said calmly, "Don't hide."

"Hmph." Rachel also hid her eyes.

"What do you want?" Lilim pulled Rachel out from behind her, and confronted César squarely, "Bullying children?"

"She's not a child." With a half-smile, César took Rachel's hand and walked out the door. "Let's deal with the next generation's corpse first."

"Hmph." Rachel expressed dissatisfaction, and kicked César's calf.

"How to deal with it?" Cantrella also followed, "This is too much."

"Leave it all to our Rachel." César held Cantrella's shoulders, looking like he was watching a show, then cast a meaningful look at Lilim, and made a mouth-- "Just watch."

Facing the three huge and ugly corpses, Rachel sighed old-fashionedly, tied up her complicated sleeves to reveal her white and slender arms, and muttered, "It looks really unpalatable."

While speaking, countless bright red silk-like tentacles emerged from her arms, quickly hardened in the air, and smashed the next-generation seeds like a meat grinder. Rachel raised her hand to aim at them, and two hands appeared in her palm. Opening his mouth, he soon became several times bigger than her person, and took a mouthful on one side. In a blink of an eye, the corpse of the next generation species disappeared without a trace, leaving only a faint smell of blood.

Rachel also returned to her original shape, moved towards Lilim, and hooked her little finger.

"Eat more offspring to grow taller." Sizer said with a smile.

Rachel glared at him, clearly losing her temper.

"Stop pouting." César looked helplessly at the immature child, "Don't you miss Cantrella? Come here."

"Miss me!?" Cantrella was still immersed in the shock of the girl turning into a killer, "Does this kid know me?"

"You'll know right away." César smiled, "Thank you for your hard work."

On the other side, Rachel finally became happy. Since she only reached Cantrella's chest, she could only hug his arm on tiptoe, raised her head, and sweetly called Cantrella—"Mom."

Cantrella seemed to be hit by a heavy gun, his eyes went dark, and there was a slight pain like a needle prick in his temple——another memory came back.

One night many years ago, César woke up suddenly, and there seemed to be flames burning in his red-golden eyes—just now, he felt an uninvited guest enter Tartarus, and he loosened his arms around Kanter Leah pulled his arm, César stood up with a very slight movement, ready to teach the lifeless guy a lesson.

"Hmm." The sleeping Cantrera uttered a vague syllable, sat up rubbing his eyes, and asked softly with a nasal voice, "Where are you going?"

"Something has passed through the barrier, I'll go and have a look." César pushed Cantrella back into the bed, "You continue to sleep, be good."

"No." Cantrella's eyes sparkled in the night, "I want to go together, I have magic and can help you deal with intruders."

César was looked at by him like this, but he couldn't bear to say the words of refusal, so he could only take Cantrella to the place where the barrier was triggered.

There was only one body there.

The corpse fell to pieces, and it was vaguely recognizable as the figure of a child.

"Probably slipped and fell." Cantrera recalled the situation when he fell off the cliff, feeling a little sad, "Let's bury him."

César didn't respond, and silently covered Cantrella's eyes.

"What's the matter?" Cantrella grabbed his hand.

"Look carefully again." César said with a heavy tone, he took his hand away, "See clearly what it is."

Cantrella was puzzled, took a step closer, and carefully looked at the scattered body parts. After a while, he pushed aside a group of tangled limbs, and said "Huh", "Why are you still alive?" Two arms—but only one torso?"

"It's not a human." César's calm tone contained a dark killing intent, "Unless I approve, no human can enter Tartarus."

"Then it is also..." Cantrella frowned, "No, if it is like you, it cannot die here."

"If I'm not mistaken, only part of it is the same as me, and the rest is still human."

Cantrella took two steps back and bumped into César's arms, César hugged his waist, "Artificial demons—so they want my blood for this, that guy in the imperial city This time, he prepared a big gift for us."

Due to the appearance of artificial demons, the peaceful and leisurely life of César and Cantrella was disrupted. César was busy strengthening the barrier, while Cantrella was concentrating on learning offensive magic and making weapons.

What was supposed to come still came.

One day a month later, the barrier was triggered again.

Cantrella and César arrived there almost at the same time—it was still a child's body, but this time it was unexpectedly largely intact, only a hole was opened in the abdominal cavity, and some internal organs flowed out, and there was nothing more Limbs that shouldn't have grown—almost human.

"It's still an artificial demon." César's fingertips ignited a blue flame, "Let's deal with it."

"Wait a minute, it seems to be still alive." Cantrella squatted down, resting his fingers on the side of the artificial demon's neck, and really felt a tiny pulse.

"That's just right." César narrowed his eyes, revealing his evil and cruel side, "I'll invade its consciousness first to see what it knows, and it won't be too late to kill it then."

After a moment, Cantrella asked, "What did you see?"

"A sad life." César sighed, "She is a product of a laboratory, but unfortunately she developed self-awareness. The creator wanted to destroy her, but she escaped by accident, instinctively relying on the tower Hurtaros attracted her here."

"Is that so?" Cantrella leaned over and touched her forehead. The artificial demon seemed to have sensed it, and opened his eyes with difficulty to see the person who gave her warmth. Tears hung in the translucent and pure amber eyes , as if you can always see the bottom of people's hearts.

Cantrella looked at her for a while, and suddenly showed a bitter smile, "Can we save him, César?"