I really don't want to cross

Chapter 167 Fate?
and……

At some point, a thick fog rose up around, without any sunlight coming in, making the place a bit dark, but for Wood, who has night vision ability, it didn't affect the sight.

The surrounding trees swayed, giving people an inexplicable sense of death.

Even the small stone temple in front of Wood has a strong sense of death, permeating the world, and the trees sway with the death, as if mourning or saying goodbye to something.

He couldn't help but feel a sense of heaviness and depression in his heart.

"Are you finally here?"

An old voice came from behind Wood. The sudden sound startled Wood, and he almost turned into a vampire. Maybe it was because he was really afraid of death, or because his senses were strengthened. .

It's been a long time since Wood has encountered this kind of person who can come behind him silently.

Turning around, I saw an old man with a wrinkled face standing there with a smile on his face, dressed in sackcloth, but there was no light in his eyes, instead they were gray, obviously the other party had no vision.

Wood was taken aback when he saw this, he didn't expect to be surprised by such a person, but at the same time he also understood what was going on with the question in his words.

"who are you?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wood found that the wrinkles on the old man's face seemed to have increased a bit, as if he was getting old every minute.

"What a young voice."

The old man didn't answer Wood's words, but smiled slightly: "I didn't expect that the one I called would be a child."

call?

Wood was taken aback for a moment, not understanding the meaning of the old man's words.

wrong!

There was something wrong with the way I got here.

Normally, even if he was thinking about the problem, he would never deviate from the direction to such an extent. At that time, he seemed to be drawn by some kind of traction, and he walked to the foot of the mountain without knowing it.

Then, by a very coincidence, he met a Nora girl and came all the way here.

Once he thought about it, Wood realized...as if a pair of big hands were silently manipulating him behind his back, which made Wood's face darken instantly.

So……

Who is this old man?

The father that Nora mentioned?

"Please don't get me wrong, I'm just a little god here." The old man seemed to feel the evil spirit emanating from Wood's body, smiled and waved his hands, and walked towards the stone temple.

Wood frowned and turned his body sideways, but his nerves tensed up. Everything that happened after he came here made him feel uneasy.There was nothing unusual on the surface, but he made up his mind to kill the old man as soon as he made any changes.

The old man walked very slowly, but it took him nearly a minute to walk a short distance of a few meters. Finally, he stroked the stone feeding room and said, "This is my shrine, Sleeping God feeding hall."

Wood glanced at the stone bed, and curled his lips at the blurred word "sleeping god", there really are all kinds of gods in this world!
but……

"God, I've seen many, but it's the first time I've seen a god who can control me here like you. I don't think you are such a little god."

"After living for so long, this is the first time I've met a young man like little friend who doesn't trust anyone, even an old man." The old man chuckled.

"..." The corners of Wood's mouth twitched indiscernibly, I'm proud of you, don't mind your old man's business.

"But little friend, you misunderstood!"

The old man raised his head to 'look' at Wood, his ashen eyes seemed to be sizing Wood up: "It's not me manipulating you, but you found this place by yourself."

I found here?

Wood's eyes flashed, and he felt a sense of retreat in his heart. The old man was mysterious, and he felt that it was better not to deal with him.

"This is the fate between you and me. Whether or not the relationship is up to you, not me." The old man said suddenly, causing Wood, who was about to leave, to stop, and turned around suspiciously.

After the old man finished speaking, he looked up into the distance, his wrinkled face was full of nostalgia: "A long time ago, this was a big mountain, and there was a village nearby."

"At that time, war was as common as eating, which made people in this small village very uneasy, and they dared not sleep at night." Speaking of this, a gentle smile appeared on the old man's face.

"I don't know who built this small stone feeder with stones, and then brought people from the village to visit. Perhaps it was a psychological effect. After visiting, they did sleep more peacefully."

"So, you were born from the wishes of humans?"

Wood sneered and interrupted: "However, what does this have to do with me? If you want to tell a story, you should find your believers. At least I am an atheist when the gods cannot save my life."

This is the reality. Wood doesn't need any comfort in his heart. What's the use of a god who is not good for himself?

Sleeping God didn't care when he heard the words, but smiled gently: "Sure enough, you are very special." After saying that, he shook his head and smiled: "I'm going to disappear soon."

"Huh?" Wood was taken aback.

"With the construction of buildings around the mountain, the villages on the mountain have moved away from here many years ago. Human beings are creatures with great forgetfulness, and for nameless gods like us, being forgotten It is our fate to be killed."

Sleeping God kept looking in a certain direction, and a gleam of color flashed in his ashen pupils: "And there, the only human being who still remembers me is dead."

"Ha ha."

The corner of Wood's mouth twitched: "From the moment of birth, isn't it destined to be forgotten? After living for so many years, don't you understand the nature of human beings?"

"Yes."

Sleeping God did not refute, but nodded in agreement: "Since my divine power has weakened and I am trapped here and cannot leave, I have already felt it, and I am ready. But..."

Sleeping God turned his head and looked at Wood: "The believer who last remembered me died half a month ago. At that time, I also felt the feeling that my existence was about to dissipate."

Half a month ago?

Wood's pupils shrank slightly, and a chill rose inexplicably in his heart.That's right, it's the chill, because he likes to take the initiative, even if it is driven by fate, Wood will feel uneasy.

What's more, he doesn't believe in the so-called fate at all.

"Fate is the causal relationship between people, just like an invisible thread connected in series, and this thread really exists." The expression on Sleeping God's face became softer, as if Wood on the opposite side was his Children are average.

"When a god welcomes a stranger, he often has a magical premonition that he will choose his own way of death, and you... are the way I choose. Similarly, I am the only god who can help you."

There was no joy on Wood's face when he heard the words, because when he heard the words 'half a month ago', he had a vague guess.

This kind of feeling like fate, even if it is only good for him but not bad for him, but for Wood, who likes to take the initiative and finds it hard to trust anyone, there is absolutely no way to accept it calmly.

but……

Sure enough, death is the scariest thing.

"Help me send a flower to her grave, the flower she likes."

A softness flashed across the face of Sleeping God, and he said softly, "Although I don't know who you are, and I don't know how I can help you, I still hope you don't disappear like me."

During the words, a golden glow gradually rose from the old body of the Sleeping God, and then disappeared with a bang, turning into golden fireflies one by one. At this moment, the small stone temple gradually turned into lime and scattered.

It seemed that he could vaguely see that Lime had condensed into a sleeping god, and that pair of colorful eyes looked at Wood.

Wood looked at the golden fireflies around him, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This favor seems to be owed too much!

The golden fireflies rushed towards Wood's body as if they were attracted.

At the same time, the long-lost system sound rang in Wood's mind.

[Different energy was found in the host body, and a special fusion began. 】

……

(End of this chapter)