Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 128 The gears of fate are turning at this moment (4k)

"Mir, hurry up!"

Caught off guard, Niya was kicked aside, she stood up, and whispered to her husband who was in a daze beside her.

Mir glanced at Niya blankly.

"Kill him! My daughter can become an eyeliner! This is what the priest told me!"

Mir turned his head to look at the sacrificial priest, and when he saw the playful look in his eyes, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

He opened his mouth, the rune in his throat was still turning, and he was still unable to speak.

Old Moore ignored the three men in gray robes, and pulled Mia off the spikes after removing the danger from Mia's side.

"Don't worry, as long as Old Moore is around, no one can hurt you."

Old Moore hiccupped, only to find that the righteous little girl had passed out due to excessive bleeding.

"Hey, you three listen, today, none of you can leave!!!"

Old Moore picked up the long sword on the ground and swung it. Although he didn't have his own slaughter knife in hand, it was quite suitable for killing a few people.

He raised his head, drank the wine in the iron pot in one gulp, wiped the corners of his mouth with his sloppy sleeve, and there was a blush on Old Moore's face.

He threw the iron pot to the ground and staggered up.

The reason why the crazy old Moore is called crazy is because he dared to do anything and was able to do anything after drinking. At this moment, he didn't even put his life first.

In his eyes, only the gray-robed man who just chanted the strange incantation was left.

As a person who has been on the battlefield and slaughtered demons, Old Moore certainly knows that such existences are generally weak in physique, but they can pose a great threat to him, but as long as he can get close, he can kill the opponent.

Old Moore ignored the other two gray-robed men and rushed towards the priest.

"Do ignorant human beings also try to resist the shackles of fate?"

"Your destiny has already been engraved by the great Lord when you met me, and you will become a sacrifice in the sacrificial ceremony."

The priest murmured and stretched out his hand.

A dark green rune appeared in front of Old Moore.

A sharp thorn burst out from the rune and stabbed at Old Moore.

Old Moore staggered and fell forward, just dodging the sharp spike attack, and at the same time his body rolled on the ground, avoiding the continuous spikes from the rune.

Seeing the drunkard old man stand up and rush towards him again.

The priest frowned. He didn't know whether the old man fell on purpose, or because of luck, or if it was some kind of technique he used.

But now he is getting closer and closer to the opponent's position.

He will not put his life on nothingness luck, he will always be fully prepared.

The priest glanced at Mir and Niya, and there was a hint of sternness in his eyes.

The trials of the rebels in the Church will be severe.

As the parents of the traitors, they will also be branded as disloyal. If their actions are blocked or their lives are threatened, they can use these unfaithful living sacrifices to summon demons.

As if thinking of something, the priest looked at Mia who was slowly getting up from the ground.

Although she was wearing a plague doctor's attire and wanted to pretend to be a stranger, the smell on her body was too familiar. As an existence with spiritual talent that was being paid attention to, the smell on Mia's body was remembered by the priests long ago when Mia was a child. Living.

He identified Mia's identity as soon as she appeared, and it was at that time that he conceived the idea of ​​killing her.

All traitors must die!

"With the wishes of our Lord, as a believer, I will start a feast of slaughter and summon demons from the subspace."

A deep and awkward chant sounded.

Old Moore had come to the side of the priest.

But his way was blocked by Niya who had rushed to him.

"Mir! What are you waiting for? Kill that person and our daughter will be free. Isn't this what you have been working hard for!? Why are you still hesitating!!!"

Niya couldn't care less about the secret of being heard at the moment, she shouted loudly.

the same moment.

Mia froze in place.

The words she heard from her mother.

What it represents is the hard work that the father has been doing.

Does my father still love me?
She looked at her father. So, has he been fighting for her?
Just, father, why did you hit me in that way?

Don't even want to talk to me.

Mia didn't understand, but she wanted to hug her father at this moment.

She thought for a while and walked towards her father.

Sometimes, a hug may be able to resolve all misunderstandings.

If possible, at this moment, she hoped that her father could stand with her and resist the fate that imprisoned their family.

She wants to take her father and mother to break the shackles and add a ray of light to the dark future.

The shadows will eventually fade, the grays will be dispelled, and Mia firmly believes that the light will be her guiding light.

but.
Many times, things don't go as expected.

The moment when the gears of fate turn again.

The moment the priest recited the last prayer.

In Mia's eyes, the father who was always full of kindness and love for her, the father who was looking at her with gratifying eyes, suddenly showed an unbelievable expression of shock on his face. At this moment, his body suddenly experienced a terrible shock. mutation.

The twisting and twitching limbs, the swollen and torn facial features, the horrific scene of bones twisting and breaking in an instant, the moment when a large number of spikes spread from the broken muscles that split and reorganized.

The father's face in the memory, at this moment, has lost the color that life should have, except that it is still full of original kindness.

Dead gray filled Mia's world.

The haze fell, and the only ray of light seemed to be half erased again, leaving the last faint lingering aftertaste.

And when the ugly limbs and palms wiped off the father's face, revealing the indifferent and bad look under the face, everything seemed to be impossible to go back to the past.

The father's kindness and love seemed to disappear at this moment.

As if it never happened.

The man who held Mia high in his arms when he was a child, the man who always carried his family on his back, the man who was always silent, the man who promised Mia to watch her marry with his own eyes, at this moment, just So completely disappeared. Disappeared in front of Mia.

Roar!
Accompanied by a strange howl sounded.

Screams broke the silence of the night.

"Do not!!!!"

Niya turned her head to look at the priest in disbelief.

My husband obviously didn't do anything, and he has been doing things according to the requirements of the priest, why!Why!Why! ?To turn her husband into a demon!
puff!

Niya was puzzled, and the moment she fell into a daze, a spike that spread from the dark green rune on the sole of her foot pierced her abdominal cavity.

She looked at the priest in disbelief.

Until, the priest jokingly told the truth.

"The woman dressed as a plague doctor is you and Mir's daughter Mia. She betrayed the church. You are all traitors!!!"

"Mia."

"It turns out that the person I want to kill is actually my daughter?"

Niya fell into deep despair, and the dark green spikes suddenly pierced her shoulder blades and sprang out.

With the sound of the strange prayer, her posture is also gradually changing.

Old Moore, who had witnessed everything the whole time, threw the long sword in his hand, interrupting the priest's spellcasting.

He tore Niya off and threw her to the ground aside.

Niya temporarily got rid of the opportunity to transform into a demon.

Old Moore looked at the priest viciously, he already knew what happened.

The vile priest in front of him was actually performing a human tragedy in front of him.

How could Old Moore, who had lost his family long ago, bear it! ?

Old Moore is a person who does things according to his preferences, so he doesn't care about those messy things.

That girl saved herself, she is her own savior.

And now, her father was turned into a demon by that vile priest, and her mother was about to suffer the same treatment, which Old Moore couldn't bear.

The feeling of losing a mother is the hardest.

"Damn it! You idiot! You completely pissed off Old Mole!"

Old Moore Old Moore picked up the dagger on the ground, and rushed towards the priest at a steady but heavy pace, at a speed not at all like that of an old man.

Mia fell to her knees.

Staring blankly at the demon made of flesh and bones, he turned and walked towards Old Moore.

He stared blankly at his mother, who was lying on the ground, whose life and death were unknown.

Fate seemed to play a big joke with her.

For the fight against fate, Mia seemed to have completely lost at this moment.

For the so-called freedom, she lost her father, and at the same time, she also lost her mother.

The departure of her relatives drained all of Mia's strength, and it was only at this moment that she realized that what she had lost was immeasurable compared with the fate she wanted to fight.

"Is this the price? Is it the price of fate's struggle?"

Mia wriggled her mouth blankly, murmuring softly.

"I lost, I lost completely. How can there be light in this world, a gray world?"

"Everything is just my fantasy."

"Father, mother, let's go back, please, come back with me, Mia doesn't want any freedom, and Mia won't rebel against fate, what Mia wants is for you to be safe, happy and healthy hapiness!"

in a hoarse cry
Mia slowly took off the mask and threw it hard to the ground.

At this moment, the last glimmer of light in the gray world was completely erased by the gray.

Tears flowed from her eyes uncontrollably, and she sobbed softly.

As if to mock Mia, the sky began to rain at this moment.

The rain pattered on the bluestone bricks on the ground and on Mia's face, like slapping her face with palm after palm, making her realize the reality.

Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
The sound of rhythmic footsteps appeared in Mia's ears at this moment.

A black umbrella covered Mia's head.

The rain seemed to be blocked.

Mia raised her head slowly, and saw a tall and vague figure standing beside her.

This figure is both familiar and unfamiliar.

"who are you?"

Mia asked tremblingly.

Rhodes looked at Mia silently.

Just now, that idiot Aesop actually went through the diary of other girls, and even told himself the contents of the diary.

Rhodes was quite speechless.

But after understanding the contents of the diary, Rhodes was full of appreciation for this girl who dared to fight against fate.

In such an era, born in such a bad family.

Like cats and dogs locked in a cage waiting to be slaughtered, what they long for in their hearts is the bright world outside the cage.

They want to resist the slaughter of the butcher, but they cannot resist the butcher's knife.

And at this time, someone needs to help them smash the cage to pieces.

Only those who leave the cage can thrive.

So this time, Rhodes wants to give this girl who regards the epidemic doctor as an idol, a help. This time, he will not charge the other party a crown.

Because this is not a transaction, but a struggle against fate.

"What does fate look like to you?"

A low voice rang in Mia's ears.

"Fate. Fate is gray. It is like the world I live in. Everything is gray. I want to break the shackles of fate. I want to leave the gray world. I want my world to have light. "

Facing the vague and stalwart figure, Mia suddenly felt as if she was facing a god who was coming to welcome her to the new world.

She expressed all her wishes without reservation, because even if it was her last wish, she still longed for it in the deepest part of her heart. She hoped that her parents could be with her in the new world, gain real freedom and enjoy the light.

"The gear of fate turns at this moment, guiding the encounter between you and me, and it is the medium."

Rhodes picked up the beak mask on the ground, and carefully put it back on Mia's face.

"It fits you well, don't lose it."

"Get the umbrella for me first, I'll be back soon."

At this moment, Mia felt like getting an electric shock, and suddenly remembered why the vague figure was so familiar.

Holding the black umbrella and looking at the receding figure, Mia's eyes were filled with light at this moment.

Rhodes caught Old Moore who was knocked into the air by the Mir mutated demon with one hand, put him beside him, and said in a low voice, "Old Mole, you did a good job, leave the rest to me." .”

"Mr. Rhodes, I'm sorry, I failed to complete the task you gave me."

Old Moore spat blood mixed with half of his own teeth onto the ground, glaring fiercely at the priest whose arm he had chopped off.

If it wasn't for the sudden appearance of the demon, the vile priest would have been removed by himself.

"Enough is enough."

Rhodes said in a low voice, while looking forward, he was looking at the priest of Old Moore with a kind of resentful eyes.

He was clearly annoyed that one of his arms had been cut off.

"Mir! Kill them!"

The priest controlled Mir in a low voice.

Mir, who turned into a demon, rushed towards Rhodes.

Rhodes narrowed his eyes. He saw Mir's transformation all the way just now. This is not the kind of polluted human being turned into a polluted body, but a way to forcibly transform the body into a demon through a spell.

There are relevant records in Robert's notes, and it is possible to turn him back into a human being, but the premise of this is that he must first find a way to lift the ritual spell.

"Mr. Rhodes, please don't kill my husband, I know how to break the spell."

A weak voice suddenly came from the side.

Niya clutched her abdomen, and got behind Rhodes with the support of Old Moore.

"Ah."

Since there is a method, there is only one target to kill.

Rhodes looked at the priest.

The priest looked directly at Rhodes' deep black pupils, and at this moment, the priest trembled all over.

He felt like he was being targeted by some kind of beast.

He was about to run away, but the next second, there was a voice behind him that made him feel terrified.

"Where do you want to go?"

A hand wearing a black leather glove pinched his head.

(End of this chapter)