Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

Since the New Year more than half a month ago, the Marta Chamber of Commerce got the news of the "Snake God's Scale" from nowhere, and came to "negotiate" with Rodney. At first they wanted to buy it at a low price, but after After being categorically rejected by Rodney, he immediately revealed his true nature, intending to do the no-cost business of killing people and stealing goods.

However, the ideal is full and the reality is very skinny. How can a village that can produce a genius like Rodney be an ordinary place?

This village is the descendant of the heretics who have [power] source quality. According to the legend, [power] source quality is inherited from the ancient giants. He fought in the Theocracy, but later fled due to a great change, and since then he has taken root in Tansen, a place of chaos.

So although there are few people in Rodney's village and not many extraordinary people, they are all good at fighting. The cultists kicked on the iron plate and were killed on the spot.

Originally, Rodney didn't care about the episodes of these little guys. There are too many cultists in the chaotic place, like wheat, and their boss probably wouldn't notice the lack of subordinates, but what he didn't expect was that this time they stared at It wasn't these few cultists, or even the Mata Chamber of Commerce, that went to them, but a larger organization.

Someone offered a high price to the Tamar Chamber of Commerce for the "Snake God Scale" in Rodney's hand. This is what he just asked from the other party. Although the exact amount is not yet known, it is undoubtedly a mess. Unimaginable sums of money.

The evidence is the dozen or so dismembered corpses under their feet. Even in a chaotic place, a source level 4 cannot be discarded at will, let alone a dozen or so?

"Rodney, what's going on with you?"

An old man's voice sounded from the other side of the woods, and Rodney, who looked like a hairy crab just out of the pot, hurriedly responded.

"Wood, I have solved it here, but I won't be able to move for a while."

"Hold on, we're coming!"

As soon as the old man's words fell, Rodney heard a "bang", and saw an old man holding a wooden stick sitting on his buttocks like a rocket and shooting into the sky with exhaust. He hung in the air twice and then looked at Rodney, who was about to steam, plummeted.

"boom!"

"You... cough cough cough!"

"Rodney, it's great that you're all right, I've taken care of the village over there."

Amidst the smoke and dust, a gray-haired old man walked quickly to the man's side. He had clear eyes and a scholarly beard. His clothes were dirty and he had a small bag on his waist. With a look of excitement, he rushed towards the man with dust.

"I said you, cough cough! Can't you land lightly?"

"Take it easy? Is there such a thing in our source quality? Do you think my feet are numb when I land like this?"

Wood waved his hand, raised his staff and summoned a breeze, the smoke and dust went away with the wind, and Rodney, who was panting, was in a much better state.

"So now that you've dealt with the enemy, why are you in such a hurry?"

"The enemy is a trivial matter now! I came to see you in a hurry because I have something big to tell you!"

"event?"

Rodney raised his head strangely, and saw the excited Wood.

"Last night, our gods revived!"

Chapter 3 Where are you, my lord? ([-]K)

"Did you see the revival of the ancient god last night? Oh, that's it."

At the edge of the forest, among a large group of pagans holding swords, "Steam Crab" Rodney weakly echoed Old Wood's words, with a pitiful expression coaxing an old child.

The gray-haired and white-bearded Old Wood is the village head of the previous generation. He has been managing the village for many years when Rodney was young. Retired, but this time the village encountered a crisis and there were a large number of enemies, so Rodney had no choice but to ask the old village chief for help.

Wood himself is a master of source level 3. Although he is old, he is more than enough to deal with some guys of source level 4, but as the saying goes, every family has a hard time to read. Easy to recuperate.

Wood's price is also very simple...being stupid, if viewed from the perspective of Roja's modern people, it is a bit similar to Alzheimer's.

So when Wood fell from the sky and vowed to tell Rodney about the revival of the gods, Rodney felt that this guy was sick, but Rodney, who was the former village chief and respected the old and loved the young, was not good. To refute, you can only "right to right" all the way.

"Damn it! What I said, brat, is true! My price is over! I'm not crazy!"

"Yes, the village chief is wise, do you have anything else to do?"

"I... Curry! You come and tell him!"

Watching Rodney coaxing him to play, Wood beat his chest and stamped his feet, and finally had to pull over a young man with a dog. The blue-haired young man named Curry held the dog in his hand and began to work for him. Wood's words testify.

"Master Village Chief, what the old village chief said is true, not only him, but also several people with strong spiritual vision in our guard group saw it last night."

"many?"

"That's right, and I have described each post-doc, and the scenes I saw are basically the same."

Curry stroked the dog's head and began to describe in detail. Those who had spiritual vision were all supernatural beings in the village who had obtained source quality and were inclined to the magic department. There were slight differences in the scenes they saw, but they were roughly the same.

"The image of a teenager standing on the shoulders of a huge skeleton... Do you see this clearly?"

After Rodney's steaming was over, he asked for details with a confused and skeptical face, but the answer he got was not satisfactory to him.

The huge skeleton can also be interpreted as the appearance of the giant after death, but the boy standing on the shoulders is an equal relationship after all, right? But how can human beings be equal to giants?

Giants are a race at the same level as angels in myths and legends, and it can be said that they are not much different from the concept of gods. Will this kind of existence allow a human to step on his shoulders?

"But, it's really a human boy, with that height and build, but he just can't see his face clearly..."

"Curry, you don't understand. This is normal. Most of the great beings can't look directly at the real body. From this point of view, that young man might be the messenger of God!"

"God's messenger, is the Holy Son?"

"Yes, it is the Holy Son!"

"Wait, wait, you wait."

Rodney stood up to stop the excited two people, and began to pull the captain of the dog-headed guard and the intermittent Alzheimer's patient back to reality.

Pagans are different from Shia believers. Although they are divided into sects and have different origins from each other, in fact, many people have no belief in the gods of this sect. One of the reasons is that the identity of pagans did not bring them The other advantage is that most of the gods of this sect have died out, leaving only the promotion route of source quality for human use.