Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 96 Chew it up and swallow it
The huge cruise ship capsized on the shore.

Shouts continued to be heard from the cruise ship.

Survivors scrambled to escape from the cruise ship, and those who fell into the water tried to find floating objects to prevent themselves from sinking.

The arrival of Rhodes and Old Moore did not attract the attention of others.

Some even tried to ask Rhodes for help.

In other words, it was the kind of arrogant and ignorant scolding, maybe they regarded Rhodes as the manager of the cruise ship.

"Damn it! Get your boss out! I'm here to have fun, not to be buried with your cruise ship!"

A man with a big belly tried to get out from behind a twisted and narrowed door with the help of two servants, but because of his obesity, he got stuck there.

The man saw Rhodes and Old Moore walking towards this side. It was true that Rhodes' attire was similar to that of the managers on the cruise ship.

"Damn it, come and help me!"

The man cursed.

Old Moore stood in front of Rhodes with a shotgun, blocking the fat man's sight.

He narrowed his eyes and aimed the gun at the fat man's head.

"Sir, I think he's a little noisy."

The indifferent voice filled Fatty's ears, and his complexion turned pale, but when he realized that a cripple dared to threaten him, his fat face showed an angry expression.

"Asshole! Do you know who I am?"

"I'm Edmund! My money feeds a quarter of the Authority! How dare you point a gun at me?"

Green and purple light balls representing greed and lust rose from Edmund's body and merged into Rhodes' body.

Rhodes glanced at the fat man indifferently, and walked straight into the cruise ship through the cabin door on one side.

"Shut him up."

"As ordered!"

Old Moore burped.

He put down the shotgun, looked at the fat man playfully, and took out his dagger from his sleeve.

What he likes most is to use his dagger to slit the throats of those he dislikes. The feeling of slaughtering animals makes him slightly addicted.

Under Edmund's terrified eyes, Old Moore pierced his trachea with a knife.

To the end of his life, he couldn't understand why someone would actually do something to him.

Some idiots may be used to living a lawless life on weekdays, and his habits cannot make him recognize the truth of reality.

In the past, he might have been really powerful, but that was only when he was still alive.

After tonight, he and his squires will all be reduced to a sea of ​​manure.

In addition to making the coastal fishery resources more abundant, there will be no waves.

In the gloomy, damp cabin.

When the cruise ship rolled over, the sea water poured backwards had not been completely discharged, and the steam pipes arranged on both sides of the wall made a "humming" sound from time to time.

Plenty of searing steam vented from a broken and corroded pipe.

Old Moore had accomplished his task.

Holding a shotgun, he faithfully followed Rhodes.

"Do you remember where those connectors were?" Rhodes asked in a low voice.

"Of course, please follow me." Old Moore glanced at the cabins on the left and right sides, and walked towards the left.

Rhodes followed behind Old Moore.

An obscure and gloomy atmosphere permeated the cabin, as if something was approaching.

"Pfft."

The sound of moving like a duck's paw in the water suddenly came from the dark shadow beside it.

Old Moore and Rhodes clung to the wall.

Old Moore made a gesture, and at the same moment, the sound of footsteps approached.

Old Moore suddenly jumped out from the side of the wall, aiming the shotgun in his hand at the opponent's head.

Pale pupils bulge out from the sockets.

The face looks like a fish,
The three cracks on the neck are very similar to fish gills.

The murloc, who was about 2 meters tall and full of muscles, had a weird and awkward voice.

"Oh my God, what kind of monster is this!?"

Old Moore let out an exclamation, and the next second, the muzzle of his gun aimed at the opponent's head was lifted up by a black leather glove.

At the same moment, a tall figure appeared in front of him.

A hand wearing a black leather glove held the fish tail thrown by the murloc.

"Stand back, you are not its opponent yet."

"Yes!"

Old Moore stepped aside, staring at Mr. Rhodes who easily pulled the half-murloc monster in front of him and broke its neck.

Well, it's the kind of action that forcibly twists the neck like twisting a chicken's neck.

Old Moore looked at the muscular murloc lying on the ground, then at his withered body, and shivered subconsciously.

If it is drawn to the body by its fish tail, he will be crippled if he does not die, right?

"Let's go, it just called its companion."

Rhodes whispered.

Just now Aesop subconsciously fed back to Rhodes the meaning of the murloc's clumsy words.

At the same time, he walked towards the corridor behind the half murloc.

Old Moore was stunned for a while.

Didn't you say go?
Why do you still want to walk in the direction where the half murloc came?

Of course, when the follow-up half murlocs came one after another, and they were all dealt with smoothly and easily by Rhodes.

Only then did Old Moore realize what this Mr. Rhodes was going to do.

In the face of absolute power, the infiltration plan that originally relied on agility and stealth directly turned into a violent breakthrough.

When they came to the inner core area of ​​the cabin.

Old Moore was almost blinded by the piles of gold in the cabin, a room made of countless gold.

A golden coffin was placed in the center of the room, surrounded by a large number of strange golden decorative vessels.

There are some ancient and weird patterns engraved on the vessel.

"This is?"

"Oh, why do I feel dizzy?"

When Old Moore stared at the symbolic sign of Dagon Church engraved on the gold, his spirit fell into a state of emptiness and chaos.

It was like being stabbed in by a sharp needle and kept stirring.

"Chew it up and swallow it."

Rhodes stuffed a wormwood into Old Moore's hand, and at the same time he walked towards the golden coffin.

The speed of his arrival was considered fast, but he was still escaped by the connectors. However, there should still be some clues in the gold they didn't take away.

At this time, Old Moore's head became more and more dizzy, and the uncontrollable feeling of vomiting was forcibly occupying his brain.

A feeling of disgust and palpitations that cannot be described in words made him feel as if something was about to burst out of his body.

He raised his hand tremblingly, and stuffed a herb in his hand into his mouth.

chewing.

A fragrant breath filled his mouth.

When the fragrance gradually spread and even spread to his brain, Old Moore's symptoms eased a lot.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked inside the cabin.

Mr. Rhodes is recording and researching in front of a golden coffin.

In order not to get lost again, Old Moore walked out of the core area, leaned against the outer wall, took out the whiskey in his arms, and drank it.

For an ordinary man like Elder Moore, a legend is happening.

He will faithfully record Mr. Rhode's experience, and at the same time, he is going to ask about the name and efficacy of the herbs he swallowed afterwards.

He needs to be prepared, he believes that this is just the beginning of the legend he has witnessed, and this herb will be used frequently in the future.

Outside the cruise ship, Leiner and Paul came in a hurry with a part of the management staff. They arrested a group of people who had not escaped in the future on the grounds that they violated the prohibition and held a demon sacrifice ceremony.

(End of this chapter)