Giant of Light: I am the Old Ones

Chapter 9 Looking for the Evil God's Dependent
Davis stood up immediately, waved his hands like windmills, and said hurriedly:

"Chief Blake, how many times have we told you that when we were looking for R'lye for the last time, the three of us came back without going up. We don't know what Andrew and those who went up did. Even the cultists at the time On the island, we haven’t seen it either!”

Soderin was sitting quietly on the side, but now he snorted coldly in his nostrils and said loudly:
"They didn't lie. I can feel it."

Only then did Blake put down his gun, with a smile in his eyes: "Isn't that right? I've wanted to bring you to Soderin to tell the truth again a long time ago, but no one was willing."

Pearson supported Davis, who was about to lose his balance, and said:

"How did we know that this time it would be related to the murder of the mayor's daughter. If we can't get rid of our own suspicion, we won't be able to hang out in the town."

Amanda was very curious, looked at Soderling, and asked: "Do you have the ability to judge whether the other person is lying? This is incredible!"

Soderling didn't answer, just looked at Blake.

Chief Black stood up and stretched his body, saying, "You should eat and drink. After eating and resting for a while, we will set off. The traps we set up after a busy night yesterday should be effective."

He wrapped himself tightly in his clothes, walked to Soderling's house, and lay down against the wall.

The shotgun was left with Daniels, Zussman divided the roasted goat, and Amanda felt hungry and started to eat.

Everyone finished eating quickly and rested on the spot.

Soderling slowly walked away alone, not getting close to the resting people.

Amanda felt that the tall figure walking in the shade of the woods was very lonely.

In his invisible mind, Omega, who had transformed into Tiga, was trying hard to cover his mouth.

He smelled it, delicious food.

The originally perfect divine face began to crack, and starting from the back of the head, a huge gluttonous mouth opened up.

The flesh and blood exposed from it, the limbs and joints struggled to break free from the constraints of the body, wanting to stretch out and completely break away from the restrictions.

One of the giant's hands was working hard to close the collapsed head, and the other hand was stuffing the stretched things back into the head, trying to push them back and close them into their original form. The timer on his chest began to tick violently. flashing.

From those torn parts, a normal vocal organ was maintained, calmly speaking:

"Amanda, remember, we have to find something that can make you and I become giant? This can make you more adaptable to my power."

In her sleep, Amanda vaguely heard Omega calling her.

He murmured, "So, what is it?"

He vaguely saw the huge and glorious figure approaching slowly, whispering in his ear:

"Sacrifice."

When Amanda woke up, it was getting darker. It was now four in the afternoon, and he didn't actually have much sleep.

Soderling seemed to have been circling around during this period, but did not take the initiative to approach anyone.He seems to know that he is dangerous to ordinary people, so it is a good choice not to take the initiative to approach him.

"Let's go, Daniels takes the rear, Zussman and I are in front, and Soderling is at the front to open the way. You two stay in the middle and don't run around."

Pearson asked: "Chief Black, since you confirmed it in front of Soderling that we really didn't set foot on that island during the last trip to sea, why did you still take us into danger?"

Turner and Davis also nodded in agreement, saying they just wanted to prove their innocence.Rather than experiencing the danger personally.

Sheriff Black took the shotgun handed over by Daniels and said without looking back:
"Just in case, you'd better follow me, otherwise you might not be able to leave this forest on your own."

The three Pearsons looked embarrassed: "Chief, I'm afraid what you're doing is against the rules."

"Rules?" Blake laughed, "Should I send you to the mayor now and use you as scapegoats? I'm doing it for your own good! You didn't land on R'lyeh the last time you went to sea, but before that But you have landed on the island. Now the three of you who have been to the island are the only ones alive in the town, do you think that cultist will have your idea?"

The three of them had no choice but to follow Blake, feeling unhappy.

The crowd began to move forward, led by Soderling, toward the area where he roamed wild animals.

"The sun will set at [-]:[-], and we have two hours. That guy must perform a so-called sacrificial ceremony to gain strength. Before that, he was just an ordinary person, and his physical fitness may not be as good as Aman's. Da this brat is strong."

As Blake walked, he talked about his plan:
"So we must take the initiative and catch that guy before he completes his next sacrifice. If we guard the town, the guy will have enough time to strengthen himself, and everyone will be in danger."

Amanda listened carefully, hoping to catch the cultist directly as Blake said.

He also noticed that Soderling was respectful to Black, whispering questions to Daniels.

Daniels' answer made Amanda dumbfounded.

Blake's most famous feat was killing a shark with a harpoon.

The person saved was actually Soderling.

In his sanity, Soderin lamented his actions in his madness, but the beasts of the land feared him.

He had no choice but to go into the sea, but he couldn't drown because his body instinctively knew how to swim.

After attracting the shark, Blake, who happened to be passing by in a boat, killed the shark with a harpoon and rescued him.

In Soderling's eyes, Black did not hate himself like the other residents because of the legend of the beast in the cave.And after understanding his condition, he also took the initiative to help him control his crazy state.

Now Soderling has been able to maintain a normal state for a long time, and this is all with the help of Black.

"So that's what happened. It sounds a bit like Friday and Robinson."

Amanda muttered, turning her head and bumping into Davis.

The people in front suddenly stopped, and Davis' body trembled even more.

"What happened ahead?"

Before Amanda got the answer, he smelled the familiar smell of blood.

It was the same smell yesterday morning when his clothes were soaked in Andrew's blood.

A dead body, with old skin and thin autumn clothes, was kneeling by a tree.

A spear penetrated his chest and was nailed to the tree behind, fixing the body's posture.

Around the impact point of the spear, the strange tentacle mark was smeared with slightly blackened dried blood.

I don’t know why, maybe because the evening wind in the forest was a little stronger, Amanda seemed to feel that the head of the deceased with his head lowered and his body penetrated seemed to be shaking slightly.

Sheriff Black raised his shotgun and aimed forward, slowly approaching.

(End of this chapter)