Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 137 The Dependents of the Green God (4k)

Old Watson was a woodcutter.

The family lives in an unnamed small village near the road on the outskirts of old London.

Everyday life is chopping firewood and selling firewood.

Because the birch trees in the forest on the outskirts of old London are of better quality, old Watson would often come here to cut firewood.

The price of the cut firewood is nearly three times more expensive than the rest of the wood. The metropolis was built on the edge of this birch forest. The wood processing factory on the Thames River bought it and sold the firewood used to make finished products to Citizens living in old London.

Today, although it was raining heavily, Old Watson took his ax and put on his raincoat as usual, and walked into the birch forest.

It's just that I don't know if it's because of the heavy rain.

As soon as the old Watson walked into the birch forest, he felt a cold breath rushing up his back.

An inexplicable intuition made him subconsciously turn around, but there was nothing behind him.

Old Watson's rough hands groped for a moment on a birch tree beside him, and found that the tree was actually smeared with something like black grease.

"What are these things? Haven't seen them before?"

Due to his own lack of knowledge about animal fat, Old Watson could only recognize the black grease as the sebum left by some kind of animal. It was sticky and sticky, and the smell was a bit weird.

Even prolonged sniffing gave old Watson an eerie feeling.

It was like a consciousness like an urge to return to the arms of the mother.

Old Watson shook his head, rubbed the black sebum on the leaves beside him, and after talking to himself, he didn't walk into the oily area of ​​these birch trees because of his own curiosity.

The old woodcutter who has been chopping wood in the forest for a long time also has some basic survival knowledge.

When encountering suspicious things, avoiding contact with them is the most correct reason.

If you explore deeply because of curiosity, you may be eaten by encountering wild beasts.

As the old Watson got deeper, the cold feeling on his back not only did not disappear, but became more intense.

Old Watson could clearly feel the cold feeling that almost touched his back.

It was as if a cold person was leaning on his back, constantly cooling himself down.

The question is, will there really be a human being who is as cold as if he just came out of an ice cave?

Can that kind of thing really be considered a human being?

Old Watson felt his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and an inexplicable sense of oppression drove him to escape here as soon as possible.

But the damn feet couldn't move at this moment.

It seems that the thing is aware of its own will and is preventing itself from leaving.

Old Watson took a deep breath.

While he was still able to move his hand, he slowly took out a carrot from his pocket.

It looked like an ordinary vegetable, but old Watson had snatched it from his debtors.

It is said that it is a treasure from the Severn Valley. After eating it, you can get the blessing of the gods.

In the past, Old Watson certainly wouldn't believe in the existence of gods, but what happened today was so weird that he had to believe it.

Even now, he is trying to use this emboldening thing to try to solve his predicament.

"There is an existence called the Green God. When you eat this carrot, you will become his subordinate and gain the power he bestows, but you must be careful. After eating this carrot, you can no longer eat it. reversed."

Old Watson heard what the debtor told him back then.

He took a deep breath, but in the end he didn't have the courage to eat the carrot.

Although he has only one life, if he wants to die, he only wants to die as a human being, instead of living as a possibility of becoming a monster.

At this moment, old Watson suddenly heard a strange whisper, and gradually something strange appeared in his sight.

Subconsciously, his body seemed to be pushed forward by something, and he walked towards the area where the whisper sounded.

Old Watson didn't want to move, even he showed fear, but at this moment his feet were not like his own, they were moving by themselves.

"Buzz!"

A dark rune appeared at Old Watson's feet.

Behind Old Watson, a vague translucent phantom suddenly appeared.

Small and ugly.

It is wrapped around Old Watson's back and feet, and is controlling and moving Old Watson's feet.

The deep ancient syllables sounded at this moment, two skeleton hands drilled out from the ground, and two skeleton warriors drilled out from the ground under old Watson's horrified eyes.

They hugged the translucent creature at Old Watson's feet and began to bite.

Old Watson felt like he was almost out of breath.

He did see the creatures at his feet clearly, but after seeing them clearly, there were skeletons. The moving skeletons were much more terrifying than the translucent creatures that couldn't be seen clearly.

Old Watson froze on the spot, allowing the skeleton warrior to eat up the creature.

"This is not a place where ordinary people should come here now, get out of here quickly!"

A crooked figure in a black cloak walked out of the forest. Cindy gave a low cough, his old problem was repeated in this heavy rainy day.

Looking down at the bright red blood on the palm, Cindy frowned.

Old Watson stared blankly at the figure in the black cloak, and even saw him coughing up blood because of his good eyesight.

Could it be that this gentleman was injured in order to save himself?

Old Watson was suddenly moved at this moment.

I am an ordinary old woodcutter, but one day I will meet a wizard who probably only exists in legends.

People in the village will be surprised when this kind of thing is told, right?

Even his little grandson probably felt that he was lying to him.

"Sir, are you all right?"

Not only did Old Watson not leave, he even tried to pass through the block of the two skeleton warriors to comfort Cindy's injuries.

"Get out of here quickly, don't let me say it a second time, this is not where you should come."

Under the cloak, Cindy frowned.

If I had known this old man was so wordy, I shouldn't have saved him.

"Okay, I'll go now."

Old Watson held the ax and hurried away in the direction he had come.

But he turned his head three times a step, and didn't really move away, until he confirmed that the man in the cloak didn't look at him any more and continued to go deep into the forest, then he stopped.

"Old Watson, someone saved you, even got injured for you, and you just left like this, what if someone else got hurt in this forest? What if that person wanted to find something in the forest If so, old Watson can be his guide, so that he doesn't have to search blindly."

Old Watson was talking to himself, trying to convince himself.

Of course, he did succeed in persuading himself, and even immediately walked in the direction that the savior left.

As an honest woodcutter.

Old Watson lived his whole life in obedience, but today, he suddenly discovered that he still had a heart to help others. At least, he felt that he should help the person who saved him.

Although there may be danger ahead, as long as there are monsters that can be seen, Old Watson feels that he can still fight.

Old Watson was not confident in his fighting skills, but he was sure of his tree-cutting skills.

Having used an ax for more than 40 years, he can completely chop those monsters as trees.

Old Watson thought so.

Of course, he is also prepared to do so.

When there was a weird roaring sound ahead.

Old Watson came from the shadows of the forest, and saw the horrible and weird creature that looked like a mass of flesh piled up together. Four skeleton warriors were resisting the monster.

And the person who saved him was falling to the ground at this moment, struggling to resist the attacks from a large number of translucent monsters that the old Watson could vaguely see around him.

"Damn it, it happened to be that translucent monster. What is old Watson going to do?"

Old Watson was a little anxious.

If you don't save others, the people who save you will probably die.

This is not allowed by the old Watson.

"call."

Old Watson took a deep breath.

The hand reached out to the waist again.

He took out the carrot again, which is said to have been blessed by the green god.

Power is used to save people.

If it is the power to save people, I am willing to accept becoming non-human.

Old Watson was such an ordinary man.

He can die as an ordinary person, but he does not allow the person who saved him to die before him. He decided to use all his means, even if he becomes a monster, he will save the person who saved him.

Carrots taste just like regular carrots.

There's even a hint of sweetness to it.

Old Watson ate the carrot in threes and fives, with a puzzled expression in his eyes.

Could it be that this carrot is fake?
That person lied to me?

Or is it just a scam, and there is no Green God at all?
"Green God"

Old Watson spoke subconsciously, and suddenly said a word he didn't know at all.

"Great green god, I pray for your blessing, I will be your family member, faithfully execute your will, I will pursue your church, and spread the teachings of green to any area."

A large number of unknown ancient words recited from Old Watson's mouth.

Old Watson suddenly noticed that his body was undergoing changes. The complete deformation of his bones and muscles was bringing an extremely painful tearing feeling to his body.

He suddenly felt his head itchy, as if something was going to come out of his head.

"Boom."

Like poisonous pus squeezed out of a pustule, two vertical rabbit ears suddenly grew out of Old Watson's head. At the same time, his entire face and bones were undergoing terrible mutations.

The old and aged body has undergone metamorphosis completely.

At this moment, Old Watson completely changed from an ordinary human being to a giant upright walking rabbit holding an iron axe.

Of course, Old Watson also noticed the expansion of his physical strength at this moment, which was simply incomparable to himself when he was a human.

With his sharp dynamic eyesight, Old Watson easily spotted the translucent monster entwined around the person who rescued him.

Bang!
At this moment, the sticky ground suddenly dented a big hole.

Old Watson kicked his legs on the ground, and the next moment his leg muscles exerted force, he rushed out from the shadow of the forest.

"Old Watson's savior, Old Watson is here to save you!!!"

Cindy fell to the ground, her face was pale, and she kept coughing up blood.

His poor physical condition made his face look weak, and he didn't even understand why he became what he was now.

"Katice, grandpa is sorry for you. Grandpa didn't keep the promise and couldn't pick you up."

Cindy sighed.

If it is not the reason for the rain, if my old problems can not be committed at this point in time, if
In this world, there are not so many ifs.

After all, it's just because one's own strength is not strong enough.

Cindy was silent.

Feeling that the leg muscles were gradually being eroded by the invisible son, at this moment, he didn't even have the strength to resist.

Just after saving that ordinary person, he used up his last magic power.

Cindy feels like a failure.

At least in terms of being a human being, he is too indecisive, and it can even be said that a lot of unnecessary energy is wasted doing unnecessary things.

Kadice was not rescued, and she was killed in this strange wild forest.

perhaps.

"This is my fate, right?"

Cindy was lying in the muddy water, staring blankly at the dark sky, and there seemed to be a picture of Katisse hugging her leg and calling her grandpa in front of her eyes.

I can no longer protect the smile of the little girl in my memory, and I can no longer help her recover.

"Benefactor, old Watson is here, don't worry, as long as old Watson is still alive, no monster will be able to approach you."

A huge shadow nearly 2 meters high suddenly appeared beside Cindy.

Looking at the weird rabbit head, what rang in his ears was the voice of the ordinary person who was still ringing in his ears just now.

This.
what is the problem?

Cindy wondered.

But old Watson wasn't going to wait.

He grabbed the translucent monster wrapped around Cindy's feet with one hand, pulled the monster down with brutal force, and threw it into the air at the same time. The iron ax in his right hand moved from left to right, like chopping wood, and directly Cut in half.

The old Watson did the same operation three times in a row, tearing away all the monsters wrapped around Cindy's body.

Old Watson put the ax aside and helped Cindy up.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice your situation. You were even injured in order to save me."

Old Watson looked at Cindy with scarlet pupils, and said apologetically.

"No, you saved me. If I hadn't been troublesome, you could still get away easily." Cindy saluted old Watson respectfully.

For the strong, Cindy has always maintained her humility.

"No, no, you don't have to do this. I'm really just an ordinary person. It's just that I thought you might be looking for something in the forest. I'm familiar with this forest. I just wanted to show you the way, but see When you are in danger, I will."

Old Watson told Cindy truthfully what happened just now.

Cindy looked at Old Watson with complicated eyes.

"Sorry, because of me, you became what you are now, and you can't even recover."

"Hahaha, it's nothing. Old Watson is very happy because he was able to save his savior."

"Cough cough."

Cindy was pale and kept coughing and panting.

Old Watson pointed to the left side of the forest, let's go there to rest for a while, there is an empty cave there.

Cindy looked at the skeleton warrior who was still restraining the flesh and blood demon in front of him, and nodded in response.

"it is good."

Right now, what he needs most is to regain his strength and energy.

"Well, you come with me."

Old Watson picked up the axe, split a translucent monster that wanted to attack him with one axe, and walked towards a nearby cave with his savior.

(End of this chapter)