Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 52 I look forward to your resurrection
Old North London, a suburb.

Inside an old abandoned church.

The priest in a black and white robe held his hands high, reciting a difficult prayer.

In the center of the church, a black wooden coffin was placed there.

The prayer ceremony ended in the sound of panic.

The priest put down the book in his hand.

Walk slowly towards the coffin.

Inside the coffin lay the corpse of a beautiful woman in a wedding dress.

"My love, Ilya, I love you so much."

The priest's hand gently stroked Illya's face.

"The plan will be completed soon, and the most perfect experimental body has appeared."

"I look forward to your resurrection."

"We will meet again."

Pale moonlight penetrates the colorful glass and shines on the ground.

The priest's handsome and pale face suddenly distorted and rotted at this moment.

A large number of skin and muscles gradually bubbled under the moonlight.

"Sorry to scare you again, Illya."

"At the beginning you opposed my experiment, and we had a quarrel because of it, but I want to tell you personally that my experiment was successful."

The priest took out a potion bottle with dark green juice from his pocket, uncorked the bottle, raised his head and drank the potion in the bottle.

The squirming dark green tentacles reunited the rotting flesh on the priest's face.

He was handsome again.

"Pharmaceuticals have given me strength. Similarly, it has also given me the talent of immortality. Of course, through constant experiments, I have gained control over them."

The priest raised his hands.

In the church, a large number of scarlet pupils suddenly lit up at this moment.

Almost 30 ghouls sprang out from the shadowy corner.

They prostrated themselves on the ground, kneeling respectfully in front of the priest.

"Illya, take a look, they are all my heirs and yours. In the future, after you are resurrected, you will enjoy this endless life with me."

The priest stood on the high platform, looking defiantly at the prostrate ghouls.

The feeling of power in his hands delighted him.

But at the same time, for him, strength is just a medicine to relieve his inner loneliness.

His wife's refutation and rejection were the chief culprit of his wife's death. He wanted to prove to his wife that he was right.

"I will wait for the arrival of my friends, and they will help me complete your redemption."

The ghouls retreated into the darkness again.

The priest returned to his place.

He recited the ancient language in the forbidden book, trying to explore the unknown knowledge.

Old London, XC District, in a dilapidated bungalow along the Thames River.

The smell of a large amount of medicine permeated the air.

An elderly man was sitting in front of the medicine table, constantly adjusting various medicines.

His forehead was covered with dense sweat, and he tried to put the herbs in his hands into the light gray liquid in the glass bottle.

Bang!
Unfortunately, his potion experiment failed.

The glass bottle exploded.

A large amount of gray mist filled the room.

The sound of the explosion caused a violent coughing sound in the quiet back room.

"Grandpa, you're conducting experiments at home again." A childish female voice came from the back room.

A vague figure lifted the curtain of the back room.

In the dim light of kerosene lamps.

On the wall, a vague and strange figure was swaying.

Half of the girl's head protruded in a swollen posture, and the large number of sharp and yellowed teeth in the mouth gave off the feeling of a beast.

Half of the body is bloated and filled with a pungent stench, and there are a lot of dark green pits the size of coins on the arms and legs.

The girl looked at the old man struggling to get up from the ground, with a hint of guilt in her eyes.

"Grandpa, my strange disease can't be cured. Don't do that kind of dangerous research for me anymore."

"Katice, don't worry, Grandpa is sure this time. After getting the information, I believe that after thorough research, there will be absolutely no problem."

The old man cleaned up the messy room and stuffed the medicine bottle on the table into his carry-on bag.

"Katice, you stay at home, grandpa will go out later, don't run around."

"Is Grandpa going to do something adventurous again?"

There was concern in Katisse's eyes.

"Don't worry, this time is much safer than in the past. Grandpa has successfully obtained the item. The rest only needs time to accumulate. Grandpa will definitely heal Katice."

There was a hopeful smile on the old man's wrinkled face.

He firmly believed that the legend was true.

As long as he accumulates enough soul power, he can gain more knowledge through that person.

And with knowledge, combined with his talent in pharmacy, Katice will become a normal person.

"Grandpa, Katisse doesn't want you to take any more risks."

"Katice, Grandpa is gone."

The old man's tone was full of firmness.

This is the first action he took after he got the item. This action is critical, and it is related to whether he can adapt to this kind of life in the future and in the future.

After saying goodbye to his granddaughter, the old man put on his gray cloak, locked the door, and disappeared into the darkness.

Under the old man's feet, a large number of green firefly lights floated.

As the old man left, the ground suddenly rose in the dirty alleyway on one side of the bungalow.

A skeletal arm pierced the ground and slowly climbed up from the ground.

The surface of the rotting skeleton, stained with filth and insects and ants, shone with the light of fireflies, sneaking into the dark shadows, guarding the bungalow beside it.

"Margaret, are you really determined to do this?"

Old Imperial College London, Tutor's Office.

Facing the questioning from her guide, her mentor Thomas More, Margaret said firmly, "Of course, mentor."

"Even if this thing puts you in absolute danger, do you still want to do it?"

"Yes, mentor"

"Teacher, I have absolute certainty, and all I have to do is to break into the enemy and successfully obtain their information."

"Since you have made your decision, then resolutely implement your beliefs, don't hesitate, don't regret it."

Thomas More looked at his best student with anticipation in his eyes.

"I have always believed in what I believe in, and I will follow it to the end."

Margaret left the office and returned to the dormitory.

The absolute trust in Rhodes' strength made Margaret feel that the development of things would go in the direction she expected.

But the guidance of fate explained by the soul orb made her feel a little opportunity.

If she can stand beside Deceit and Plague, she may be able to guide the fate of both of them.

In the future, maybe one day, let the two of them be used by themselves.

Family rejuvenation is often accompanied by struggles from the bottom up.

Although the family that has fallen to the bottom still controls part of the wealth, the gap in strength has made it difficult for the family to revive.

The moment the rotten and dirty old London government decided to treat the remnants of the old era with a rough and bad attitude, they were destined to be nailed to the pillar of shame in history.

One day in the future, Margaret will finally realize the dream she articulated in her commencement speech.

(End of this chapter)