Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 138 From Green God's Attention (4K)

In a damp, dark cave.

Green moss covered the surrounding rocky walls.

The location near the entrance of the cave.

Old Watson and Cindy sat on a raised rock that was riddled with wear marks.

Old Watson put the iron ax aside, pulled his rabbit arm, and took out a wet cloth bag from the broken coat.

Cindy's face was pale, and her whole body was shaking violently.

Even if he is a wizard, his body is just an ordinary human being.

Under the erosion of heavy rain and illness, his body has fallen into a state of extreme weakness.

Cindy only felt extremely cold on her body.

He looked puzzled at the old Watson who took out the cloth bag from his tattered jacket.

"Don't worry, my benefactor, Old Watson will not let you have trouble, here is Old Watson's home field!"

Old Watson opened the cloth bag and took out some dry biscuits made of wheat flour mixed with wild vegetables and pieces of dried meat and a box of matches stored in the cloth bag.

Put it on the stone beside it.

He jumped and walked into the depths of the cave, and after groping for a while, he came out dragging a stall made of heavy bearskin.

Opening the stall, there are some dry firewood and a small iron pot wrapped inside.

As an old woodcutter.

Old Watson has quite a lot of experience in cutting wood in the rainy season.

The dangerous forest is full of various beasts and unknown terrible creatures, and ordinary people can easily get lost in the forest and encounter various hardships.

Especially after encountering danger by accident, they will run around like a crow without a head.

At this time, a relatively familiar and recognizable safe area will become an important hiding point.

And this cave is the safe area that old Watson set up in the past.

As long as he did not return home that night when he went out to chop wood, his relatives at home would bring the sheriff who lived near the village to look for him the next day.

He has taken refuge here more than ten times.

Every time I encountered some ordinary beasts, or some slow-moving demons.

The old Watson avoided the danger by relying on his extraordinary intuition.

This time, he firmly believed that he would be able to escape.

Put the iron pot outside the hole to catch the water.

Old Watson began to arrange the pyre, lighting the fire with kindling and matches.

The cave gradually became brighter.

The dim light shone on Cindy's pale face, gradually creating a layer of warmth.

Cindy lay peacefully on the ground wrapped in old Watson's bearskin.

Although the way this bear skin was handled was not very good, making it full of a lot of mold and decay, but at this moment, at least it can bring a little warmth to Cindy.

The flames were burning, and old Watson took the little pot full of water into the hole.

He looked at the sleeping Cindy, with a strange smile on his rabbit face.

Crouching down, Old Watson clamped the small pot on a hook set up above the firewood pile, and began to boil water.

But he turned around and picked up the iron axe, and walked towards Cindy slowly and heavily step by step.

From the very beginning, that terrible voice has been lingering in his ears.

Old Watson didn't know if this was the guidance of Green God.

But this feeling gave him a bloodthirsty urge.

Something in his body was trying to control him to kill his savior.

"No! You can't do that, old Watson!"

Old Watson suddenly slapped himself.

The furry palm hit the rabbit's face, making Old Watson's appearance even more terrifying and weird.

He forcibly picked up the dry biscuits on the side, broke them into pieces and threw them into the pot.

"Damn it, you damn thing, get out of my body! Don't try to control me!!!"

Old Watson kept taking deep breaths, and the heavy panting echoed in the cave.

Cindy turned her back suddenly, completely exposing her back to Old Watson.

"Kill him, kill him, you will be able to get the blessing from the green god, and you will get the reward from the green god."

In sight, vague creatures were trying to convey some weird and awkward words to old Watson.

Old Watson refused, and even picked up his ax and kept waving it towards the air, trying to get rid of the nothingness.

Gradually, in the cave, the green moss growing on the walls grew crazily as if they had been given growth spurts.

In Old Watson's sight, a wriggling green shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

"My son, your qualities have been recognized by me, and I will bestow upon you the blessing from the Green God."

Under the tongue-twisting words, the terrifying blurry phantom that looked like a monster suddenly raised its slender arm like a vine, and patted Old Watson on the shoulder.

Old Watson opened his mouth and bit the vague thing, with a trace of madness in his scarlet pupils.

Anger from an honest man.

When the creature named Green God touched him, Old Watson felt something entered his body, as if he wanted to control himself.

How can this make old Watson bear it?
As an old woodcutter who has worked hard all his life, Old Watson's greatest wish is to see his grandson give birth to a son.

He will not allow others to stop his desire.

Therefore, Old Watson chose to resist.

He grinned, his sharp teeth biting the creature named Green God, perhaps Green God didn't expect that there would be such a crazy family member of his own.

Even attack his clone.

Originally, he just thought that his subordinate was interesting, so he wanted to plant seeds in him to become a candidate for his avatar, but right now, maybe there are more interesting things to do.

Under the Severn Valley, in a dark lair crowded with a large number of vines, a large number of green vines were frantically swinging, and he was not angry because his clone was attacked.

On the contrary, he is very curious about how this weak human being can bring him a little fun in these endless years.

After all, those human beings who once obtained the power of blood from themselves are now wiped out because of greed.

Today, he is one of the few humans that He is still paying attention to.

There is only one young bloodline heir and a Thorn Knight who is guarding the bloodline heir and seems more worthy of cultivation.

And now, it seems that there will be another strange rabbit.

Green God is extremely curious, what interesting things will happen when these people get together.

Old Watson devoured the fuzzy thing, he could feel that his strength was increasing, and his muscles were soaring.

Originally, it was just an ordinary rabbit with a height of nearly 2 meters. Now, after devouring the shadow of the green god, Old Watson's state has changed into a rabbit with a strong figure of about 2.3 meters and full of muscles.

Although it is still a rabbit.

But Watson Sr. felt like he was in great shape.

If he encounters the previous demon made of flesh and blood again, Old Watson feels that he can also go up and fight it.

Of course, there are also side effects.

Old Watson felt that he could not control his state.

An extremely crazy will is eroding his brain.

It was even more sudden than the invasion just now, and the impact was more violent.

"Damn it! Old Watson was always old Watson, and old Watson wouldn't hurt innocent people."

Old Watson bowed his back and rushed out of the cave with a low growl.

At the moment, Cindy, whose back was facing Old Watson, also opened his eyes suddenly after Old Watson rushed out of the cave.

As a long-standing old wizard, keeping one hand is Cindy's motto.

In the outside world, he does not completely trust others.

However, at this moment, he was holding a black rune hidden in his abdomen and shaking it non-stop.

Just now he clearly felt the aura from a lesser demon, but for some reason, the moment the aura erupted, it was suppressed by an invisible self, and even the weird chewing sound combined with Old Watson's words also It can remind Cindy of what happened just now.

Old Watson actually swallowed a second-class demon alive, and that first-class demon didn't even make any resistance.

It is already an unusual thing for an ordinary human being to become a demon's family member, but the devil's family member was able to get rid of the demon's control with his own will, and swallowed one of the clones of the great demon backhand, a first-class demon.

This kind of outrageous thing would actually happen to me.

If she hadn't experienced it personally, if someone said this kind of thing in her ear, Cindy would definitely ridicule the other party, it was simply whimsical.

However, the development of things is often so weird.

Cindy sat up slowly.

A smell of bouillabaisse wafted from the tip of his nose.

Looking at the boiling and steaming soup in the pot beside him, I thought of what old Watson was talking to himself just now.

There was a gleam of warmth in Cindy's eyes.

It's been a long time since I felt the kindness in such pure human nature.

If it wasn't for saving Kadice, maybe Cindy would have helped the ordinary person who saved him, but right now, he had to gather his strength to save his granddaughter.

Cindy took out the rune from her abdomen, and looked at the coordinates flashing on the rune. Here, it was not far from Katisse's position.

Cindy, who had regained some strength, stood up with difficulty, and staggered towards the outside of the cave.

He wanted to rescue Kadice before she was completely polluted.

On the muddy trail.

In front of a galloping carriage, a huge figure suddenly appeared in front of it.

The red-nosed old man who was driving immediately tightened the reins, and the muscles of the old man's arms tensed to forcefully pull the bodies of the two horses upwards.

At this moment, Old Moore showed his superb driving skills.

He abruptly stopped the fast-moving carriage.

Of course, the two horses were overturned by Old Moore on one side, and on the other side, they looked at the huge figure in front of them and kept snorting, showing uneasy emotions.

Old Moore looked at the figure in front of him, and silently extended his hand to the shotgun beside him.

A huge, muscular rabbit stood in front of it.

what monster is this?

Old Moore had never seen such a huge rabbit. If he insisted that it was an animal, there would be some problems. Maybe it was some kind of mutated demon?
Old Moore guessed in his heart.

He silently raised his shotgun, stood on the carriage and shouted: "Get out of here!"

Because the rabbit was bowing its back, Old Moore couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, and could only notice that the other party seemed to be eating from the other's constantly shrugging shoulders.

Just, what is it eating?
Of course, the answer was soon revealed because of the rabbit's turn.

A demon made of piled up flesh and blood is being bitten and devoured by this crazy-eyed rabbit.

The rabbit opened its mouth and smiled strangely at Old Moore.

Old Moore's heart felt cold, and the next second, the rabbit that was still 1 meter away suddenly appeared beside Old Moore and stretched out its paws.

Old Moore's eyes were full of shock, and he turned his head dangerously to avoid the opponent's attack.

At the same time, the shotgun in his hand subconsciously fired a shot at the opponent's abdomen.

Old Moore's body fell backwards.

Bang!
The moment the gunshot sounded, Old Moore touched a butcher knife hanging on the other side of the carriage with his backhand.

With the butcher knife in hand, the former butcher immediately regained his murderous aura.

Old Moore smiled.

As a participant and witness of this legendary event of Mr. Rhodes, Old Moore obtained the status of a pioneer.

This is what he won for himself, to find out the whereabouts of that Mr. Cindy first.

Old Moore relied on his special ability to find this place, and even met this rabbit demon, which shows that his position is definitely not wrong, otherwise he would not have encountered such a powerful demon.

I don't know where the rabbit took out an iron axe, and it jumped and attacked Old Moore.

Old Moore took a step back, blocking the opponent's attack with one hand, while the shotgun in the other hand fired another shot at the opponent's abdomen.

But this time the attack was still the same as the last time, it didn't cause substantial damage to the demon, it just scratched some of the opponent's outer fur.

Old Moore squinted his eyes, only to find that under the fur on the rabbit demon's body surface, there was a layer of vine-like armor vaguely swimming.

What the hell is this?
Old Moore frowned, and kept stepping back.

Although he only received an ax from the opponent, the perceived disparity in the strength of the two sides made Old Moore choose to retreat temporarily.

After all, unless the firearm's attack can hit the opponent's head, the rest of the area is almost useless.

In the battle with cold weapons, Old Moore could only rely on his skills to get a little better, but he couldn't completely kill the opponent.

After all, the opponent gave Old Moore a feeling that was too stable.

Although it has always repeated a few movements and routines to attack itself, just like chopping wood, but who makes the opponent's strength far surpass itself.

The moment the gunshot sounded, it also alarmed the students of the latest version of the Mechanical Guard Training Camp who were training on the other side of the woods.

Originally, there was no need to train when it rained today, but because the instructor Olaf suddenly said that a field training in rainy days would be a test of survival, so they had such a training.

But no one, including Olaf, expected to hear gunshots in the forest.

"Instructor, what should we do now?"

Sauron stepped out from the crowd and asked in a low voice.

Since learning about the team he joined and the team he will join, Sauron seems to have completely changed himself.

He changed his old inertia and was the first to train and the last to rest every day.

His figure and body shape are also changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If Sauron was a little fat man in the past, then after exercising during this period of time, Sauron's appearance has undergone a preliminary change.

It turned into a little fat man with a little flesh.

The food in the training camp was really good, even if he doubled his training, it couldn't stop Sauron from getting fat.

Martin wiped his shield silently, but did not stand up to speak.

Since he entered the training camp, he still kept his silence. For him, becoming the controller of a mechanical guard might bring him a greater opportunity to get in touch with possible demon judges. All efforts are to enable Woxi to live a good life, and to revive Wufu in the future.

"Very good, Sauron student's inquiry, what shall we do next?"

"As a member of the old London government, when danger occurs, what we have to do is not to escape, not to be cowardly, but to face up to it. Now, it's up to you to go into the forest in two or two groups and look for gunshots The source of the first group of people who find it will have a special reward."

"Yes!"

Everyone had excited expressions on their faces.

Martin glanced at Sauron who was walking beside him, and slowly frowned.

In fact, from the very beginning, he had a feeling that some creature was spying on him. If he went into the forest to explore, he might be able to find the answer.

"Uncle Martin, my grandpa told me to follow you."

"Well, we may encounter something this time, so be careful, let's go."

(End of this chapter)