Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 125 The Legendary Man (4k)

"you are?"

"Sir Wiasfe?"

Rhodes wasn't quite sure if the squirming black substance in front of him was the Sir Wisf he saw in the mirror, but the other party's voice sounded a bit like the one he just spoke.

His eyes didn't focus on the other party either, instead he looked over the other party and looked at the face masks on the wall behind the other party.

He took out Qisi's photo from his pocket, compared it with the smiling girl in the photo, and searched for her face.

This is what Paul handed him along with the map.

Rhodes quickly locked on to Qisi's face, which was not conspicuous at all near the corner of the wall on the left, and even that face was still full of fear.

Before being taken down, the fear at that time was still retained.

"Sir Wiasf is looking for a way out in the dreamland. He betrayed me. Naturally, I will not let him enjoy the joy of freedom."

The squirming black haze stared straight at Rhodes, as if feeling a little curious about Rhodes, a human being.

"How? My collection, do you like it?"

"Bad taste, as ugly as you look."

Rhodes responded in a low voice, and he frowned.

Although I have known for a long time that the fun of some demons is perverted, it is still very sad to see this kind of human faces on the entire wall.

After all, ordinary people cannot resist the intrusion of demons, and often can only become toys for the other party to make fun of.

"It's like some human beings like to hunt animals and put their furs and heads at home as exhibits. In my eyes, human beings are undoubtedly just my prey, and the hunted prey can only become my collection. Taste.

What's more, the merciful I didn't kill those prey, but just gave them another way of survival.

It just so happened that their lives were broken by you who broke in suddenly. "

The deep murmur of the creeping black haze echoed in Rhodes' ears.

Rhodes couldn't even argue. Compared to the information he knew, this was actually an instinctive operation that a creature standing at the top of the food chain would do.

"I smell the same kind of breath on your body."

The black haze twisted its body, and the black magic power overflowed from its edge. It seemed to sense something.

"What is your purpose in bringing me here?"

"Of course it's to find a new host. Sir Wisf is old, and he is no longer suitable for me now."

The black haze waved the extended black tentacles, trying to explain his ideas to Rhodes.

"What do you mean, you want me to be Sir Wysf's replacement?"

"Of course, no one is more suitable than you."

"Human beings, are you excited? It's your honor to be my host. You can call me the Weeping Creeper."

The weeping creeper tried to get close to Rhodes, but it moved, and it felt a thick black mist spreading above the M500 on Rhodes' waist.

"Perhaps, your words angered a certain existence."

Rhodes shrugged his shoulders. He once again sensed the violent emotions transmitted by the black mist demon, and seemed to be angry at others wanting to become Rhodes' host.

"Enraged? The great weeping creeper is omnipotent. As one of the avatars of the thousand-faced demon of chaos, although the strength I projected is only one-ten-thousandth of the original body, at least my strength is not like yours. What an ordinary human can resist, you can't even resist me.

And that one, perhaps after it appears, will be willing to share you with me. "

The Weeping Creeper is showing Rhodes his ability, at least in the use of magic power, it does seem to be capable.

Rhodes shrugged and pulled out the M500.

The Black Mist Demon, who had been waiting for a long time, roared and crawled beside Rhodes.

"Use the black mist to cover the existence of the main body, and I can perceive you, my compatriots."

The Weeping Creeper felt a little surprised at the sudden appearance of the black mist demon, but soon it regained its calm.

"Your existence surprised me. It turns out that you are the one who was passed down among the demons to be the shame of the demon, but your strength does not seem to be as bad as the rumors.

Back then, what kind of existence did you encounter that made you what you are today? "

The weeping wriggler asked suspiciously.

The black mist demon did not respond to the other party.

Instead, it wrapped around Rhodes' body, as if showing the implication of his sovereignty.

"I'm sorry, although your strength has recovered a lot, but at least now, in my eyes, you can't control the fate of yourself and this human being, and you will become my sacrifice"

puff!

A pink tentacle abruptly protruded from the black mist of the black mist demon, and instantly pierced into the weeping wriggler's body.

"No! What's going on here!? Why your strength."

In a momentary contact reaction, a burst of pink magic power visible to the naked eye suddenly exploded, instantly crushing all the magic power around the body surface of the weeping wriggler.

The pink tentacles went away quickly, and returned quickly, and in an instant, the projection of the weeping wriggler was directly defeated.

Rhodes blinked.

He lowered his head and glanced at the black mist demon who consciously gathered back into the M500.

He was indeed right just now, a pink tentacle spread out from the black mist, instantly crushing the projection of the weeping creeper, and the other party didn't even finish his sentence.

It seems that the real existence of the black mist demon has a great connection with the information Aesop told.

In other words, the strength of this great demon who was sealed in the M500 by Grandpa Scraps and lost his body is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

"Xiuji, did you see it just now?"

Consciously, Rhodes asked.

"Master, just now Xiuji felt a huge wave of anger appear and dissipate in an instant."

Obviously, Xiuji's response meant that the other party did not see the appearance of the pink tentacle, which meant that the black mist demon probably showed it to him on purpose.

What is your purpose?

Rhodes glanced at the M500 and put it away.

Now is not the time to study these.

Rhodes walked towards the platform in the middle of the room.

"Sir Wisf, maybe you can't imagine what kind of suffering and nightmare you have experienced, but now, at least you are free from the dream that troubled you."

He watched the old man who gradually opened his eyes and looked at him blankly.

Rhodes whispered.

Sir Wiasfe trembled and grabbed Rhodes' palm excitedly. At this moment, he couldn't even speak.

He is the most painful one.

Consciousness exists, but it cannot control the body. It can only witness the demons hunting their relatives and neighbors, and even the lives of countless innocent people over the years.

"I am guilty. I will atone for my sins."

After Rhodes' brief treatment, Sir Wisf, who regained his ability to speak, immediately stated that he would redeem all the evil events committed by this body in the past.

There is also the rat in the wall that has plagued him for countless years. Every nightmare will make Sir Wisf feel the existence of the squeaking rat. Similarly, there is also the horrible scene of the rat swallowing in the dream .

And after those nightmares happened, they were often accompanied by the disappearance of maids and servants around them.

The real process of this matter, after the consciousness completely occupied the body, Sir Wisf realized what happened.

That terrible nightmare was just a reflection of the crimes he had done and committed.

The disaster brought about by that terrible sacrificial ceremony.

The Weeping Creep took control of Sir Wysf's body and summoned the chaotic Black Pharaoh.

Rhodes clearly understood the whole process of this matter.

At the same time, after knowing the time of the summoning, he was almost 100% sure that the high priest of the Dagon Church had indeed left after being possessed by the black pharaoh.

The big devil walking in old London is like a time bomb, which may explode at any time.

Rhodes felt a sense of urgency to improve his strength as soon as possible.

Even though Old London is still guarded by a behemoth like Ingeville, he deeply felt the need to control his own destiny during this adventure.

Everything is false.

Only strong strength is the root of everything.

Old calendar April 1588, 4, rain.

The cold rain hit the roof tiles, and by the window, a black crow flapped its wings, its scarlet pupils looked curiously at the figure walking down from the carriage.

"Mr. Rhodes, this adventure is really full of uncertainties."

Old Moore moved a big black box from the carriage and put it under the eaves of Paul's house.

Rhodes held a black umbrella and knocked on the door of Paul's house.

After waiting all night, Paul, who was guarding his daughter, woke up immediately when he heard the knock on the door.

Through the window, I glanced at the familiar carriage on the street, and at the daughter who was curled up on the bed with her face covered, and immediately rushed downstairs.

"Mr. Rhodes, you are back!"

Paul's face was full of indescribable joy, and he seemed to be expecting something.

Rhodes didn't say anything else to Paul, he pointed to the black box at Old Moore's feet.

"Tell your daughter that it's ready for surgery."

"Praise you, the great Mr. Rhodes, and this old Mr. Moore, you are all benefactors of my Paul family!!!"

Paul couldn't restrain his emotions, his chubby face showed shock and joy, and he couldn't stop praising Rhodes.

Rhodes didn't show any expression, after all, he got used to this kind of thing after experiencing it a lot.

On the other hand, Old Moore, as a legend witness, showed a proud expression on his face. Although he knew that these honors came from Mr. Rhodes, he still couldn't restrain his admiration for the legend beside him and admiration.

In the dim room.

Rhodes looked at the girl still wearing the black cat skin in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Qiss, take a deep breath and let yourself relax."

"Doctor Rhodes, can I really restore my original appearance?"

Qisi's voice trembled a little, until now, she still couldn't believe that all of this was true.

After all, under this black cat skin, she had seen that ugly face that had completely lost its skin more than once, and the lingering psychological shadow in it made her dare not face the reality.

Even she still tried to seal herself under the gray sky.

"Of course, although there will be some twists and turns in the process, you are lucky. The other party's bad intentions did not cost you your life. Your future will still be filled with praise and boasting. Get a good night's sleep."

Rhodes' voice echoed in Qiss' ears.

Her consciousness fell into a coma under the simple operation of Aesop's tentacles.

Rhodes took out Qisi's face from the black box and placed it in an iron basin beside it.

Also pick up the scissors.

Little by little, he carefully cut off the black cat skin on Qisi's head.

A rotten stench filled the room.

"Aesop, watch my surgery steps carefully. You will complete more than 100 surgeries in the future. Don't miss any process."

More than 100 collections represent more than 100 ordinary people in the town of Bath whose faces have been replaced by weeping creepers.

It is impossible for Rhodes to do every operation by himself, so he is going to hand over the rest to Aesop, a qualified tool tentacles, after the first operation is over.

"Praise you, great master, Aesop will serve you faithfully."

Aesop fully demonstrated the joy of being a worker.

After all, it gained a lot of benefits in Sir Wisf's castle. After solving the weeping creeper, Rhodes called Aesop in and let him clean up all the pollutants in the castle.

In this wave, Rhodes gained a lot of power of sin.

And before Rhodes left Sir Wiasf's castle, he received a check from the Golden Lion Bank, 100 million crowns, from Sir Wiasf.

This is the other party's feedback to Rhodes for helping him.

Rhodes originally wanted to refuse, but Sir Wisf justly rejected Rhodes' refusal. At the same time, after learning that Rhodes can perform facial repair surgery, he paid another 50 crowns for surgery Fees, allowing him to assist victims in the small town of Bath with facial restoration surgery.

With a total income of 150 million crowns, Rhodes plans to invest this money in the armed forces of the slaughterhouses in Old London after returning to Old London.

If he could, he might ask Marshall to try to buy an old version of the mechanical guard.

The mechanical guards of the ancient version did not use man-made demon cores, and were controlled solely by manpower and steam power. However, due to limited manpower, their performance on the battlefield was not good at that time. After the version of man-made demon cores was updated, they were replaced eliminated.

But even if these things are eliminated, as long as one or two pieces are found and placed in the slaughterhouse as a mascot, it will also be able to prevent the slaughterhouse from being attacked by blind people when Old London falls into possible chaos. nice one.

Remove the black cat fur from Keith's face.

Rhodes carefully looked at Qisi's muscles and blood vessels that had turned black after losing her skin.

Carefully removing some rotted sores, and applying some ointment made from wormwood as the main medicine, Rhodes took Qisi's face and carefully placed it on the muscle surface.

"Aesop, I will leave the rest to you."

Although Rhodes can operate the subtle muscle meridian suturing operation, it is too energy-intensive and time-consuming for him. It is better to hand it over to Aesop who can control the tiny tentacles.

"Yes, Master!"

Aesop, who had already recorded the operation process in his mind, began to manipulate the tentacles and the tiny hooks on the tentacles, and began the extremely delicate facial restoration surgery.

The whole process is completed at an extremely fast speed after being proficient.

In order not to expose the special features of the operation, after the operation, Rhodes wrapped a large circle of thick gauze around all parts of Qisi's face except the mouth.

"Paul, the operation has been completed, and the gauze can be removed in a month."

"Thank you, Dr. Rhodes."

Paul took out all the savings in his family. He had no other way to express his gratitude, only the money.

"I have already collected your commission fee, and someone has already paid for the surgery."

Rhodes rejected Paul's money. Although he likes money, he also has his own principles and bottom lines in some aspects.

"I still need to treat other people, let's talk about it when we meet in the future."

Watching the carriage gradually go away.

Looking at the envelope containing the money in his hand and the complaining expression of his wife beside him, Paul couldn't hold back at this moment.

He hugged his wife and wept silently.

This fat man who silently devoted half his life to the town of Bath was moved by Mr. Rhodes' righteousness.

It turned out that such a legendary man worthy of respect still existed in the dirty and rotten old London.

(End of this chapter)