Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 107 The Glaaki Sect

April 1588, 4, night in the old calendar.

Heavy rain.

The dirty old London land was like an empty sink, watered by the gray and dusty rain.

Spooky, dark edge of the forest.

A muddy mountain road.

The advancing team was blocked by the broken tree in front, and on the hillside, a large amount of soil and stones were constantly falling with the washing of the rain.

The horse neighed, as if it sensed some kind of danger coming.

In the forest, a large number of unknown birds were startled.

In the distant night, nightingales flying in the night sky made strange noises.

An inexplicable panic began to pervade everyone's hearts.

John forced himself to wipe the rain from his face.

"Persevere, everyone. When you get to the front, you can take a short break."

Because he was afraid that the horse would be frightened and fall off the horse, John got off the horse at this moment. He led the horse and walked between the teams.

Tell Martin and Paul to watch over the staff.

He led Lena towards the broken tree ahead.

Both were dressed in gray robes, attire comparable to members of a secret society.

"Damn it, this tree wasn't broken, but cut off artificially." Martin's hand groped for the broken part of the tree, and he easily identified that the broken part should be cut off with an axe.

"Someone found us!" Reiner's gaze was withdrawn from the depths of the forest.

Since transforming from a ghoul back to a human being, Reiner's vision and strength are much better than before. At this moment, his pupils are flickering with faint green light.

Someone deep in the forest was looking at him.

"Where is it?" John asked softly, frowning.

"There! He seems to be beckoning to us, do you want to go there?" Reiner pointed to the depths of the forest, where a gray-robed man was beckoning them to go in.

"No! Don't worry about those things, our goal is not here, at this point in time, don't be distracted with anyone!" John looked serious.

He's not an idiot, who knows what might exist in the forest.

After experiencing a lot, John's mentality has become much more cautious.

"You find some people to push this broken tree away, and we move on."

"Yes!"

Leiner led a group of people to push the broken tree away, and after John calmed down the crowd, he continued to lead the crowd forward.

As the mountain road deepened, John found a large number of overturned carriages and some human bones on the edge of the mountain road near the canyon on the right.

He even vaguely saw something shimmering with a golden yellow luster that looked like gold at the bottom of the canyon.

His face became serious.

It reminds me of the man in gray robe I just met on the road.

He suddenly shouted to the people behind him:

"Everyone, be vigilant, pay attention to the movement around you, and report immediately if there is any situation!"

In the forest, the figure of the man in gray robe came out of the darkness.

He looked at the departing team.

Stretching out his hand, a dark green arm looked a little eye-catching under the reflection of the moonlight.

On the top of the mountain, the two gray-robed men seemed to have received an order.

They stretched out their green arms and chanted strange, tongue-in-cheek syllables.

The washing of the rain was a little faster during the chanting, bringing up a large amount of soil and stones and rushing downward.

The pouring mudslide rushed towards the convoy on the mountain road.

The rumbling sound was accompanied by the shaking of the ground.

The horses startled and began to bray.

Everyone was forced to dismount.

"Sir John! What should we do!?"

Paul's fat body rolled to John's side, and he looked at the mudslide rushing down from a high place with a terrified expression. If it was washed away, more than half of the entire convoy would have to be washed away.

John's face was solemn, and it was obvious that the gray-robed men he met just now could not be those members of the Dagon Church.

And they appeared here, obviously to prevent them from entering the gathering point of Dagon Church.

John came to a conclusion immediately.

Therefore, the brief exposure will not arouse the suspicion of Dagon Church.

John wanted to ask Rhodes for help.

At this time, Martin walked out from the panicked crowd.

"give it to me!"

As a person who has experienced actual combat, Martin's calmness at the moment made many people look sideways, and at the same time, there was a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

There was a trace of curiosity in John's eyes, but more doubts.

Although he only recruited Martin into the team after listening to Rhodes' suggestion.

But he still has some doubts about Martin's combat effectiveness.

Such an honest-looking man.

What can he do with only a strange looking shield?
But in the next second, he opened his mouth wide.

The two-handed shield in Martin's hand was erected on the ground by him. With Martin's low voice, a large number of thorns gushed out from the shield and rushed towards the raging mudslide.

The two faced each other, and the protection built by the shield of thorns directly pushed back the mudslide, and even pierced the bodies of the two gray-robed men who were singing on the top of the mountain.

The death of the gray-robed man and the spread of plants brought by the thorn shield prevented the spread of the mudslide.

Even a gradual delay and a final stop after a short pause.

"Everyone, you can move on, don't worry."

Facing everyone's shocking or admiring gazes, Martin calmly retracted the shield and returned to the team.

And the shield made of thorns still stands above.

John opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, and led the team to move on, only planning to double Martin's bonus when he returned.

This kind of talent, we must do our best to win over.

Inside the golden coffin.

Through the transmission of Aesop's consciousness, Rhodes also learned of Martin's performance just now.

A smile spread across his face.

Martin has truly completed his transformation and has become more and more reliable.

The rear of the convoy.

A mechanical guard following the convoy held a grey-robed man whose head had been crushed off.

In the cockpit, Olaf was talking with Marshall.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I failed to control the power and accidentally crushed the head of a person who was trying to interfere with this operation."

"Well, it's nothing. I believe John won't embarrass you. You must keep an eye on their movements at all times, and don't let them be disturbed by the outside world."

"Okay, sir, as for the identity of the person who interfered with the operation, I seem to have seen it somewhere."

"have you seen?"

"Yes, sir, I remembered. In one of John's reports on the Apocalypse, I saw a report about a human whose body was completely green. Now I have this headless corpse in my hand. He That is, the body is completely green."

"Well, after this matter is dealt with and this operation is over, you will tell John about it."

"Ok."

Olaf ends the call with Marshall.

He looked at the marching team with melancholy eyes.

"Mother, I hope you are safe, I will definitely rescue you!"

In a dark, deep underground cave.

A man in gray robe came to the hunched figure standing on the huge golden altar, and whispered a few words.

"Damn the Graaki sect, these idiots, actually want to prevent us from summoning the great Lord."

"Pass down the order to let people immediately go up for protection after seeing the subsequent association team. They must be allowed to enter the ceremony site smoothly and safely."

"There aren't many golden coffins distributed this time. If we don't gather enough materials for the summoning and let the Lord descend, we will become an existence that will be cast aside forever."

"Yes! High Priest."

(End of this chapter)