The Sinful Blood Witch in Another World

Chapter 131 Black Forest Secrets

"Buzz!"

Train No. 611 blew its whistle, the roar of the steel behemoth was deafening, and the sound of the steam engine colliding was like its heartbeat.

Route 611 was speeding up, and the surrounding fog was like paper torn by a sharp blade, cutting through the thorns and bushes along the way.

Seeing the train speed up, the stiff expression on Shime's face relaxed a little. She withdrew the pistol that was against Holrod's chin and continued to stare intently at the track ahead.

The fog could obscure Horod's eyes, but it could not obscure hers.

In the boiler room, the only sound that could be heard was the crackling of coal in the furnace, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

Holrod could only keep smoking his pipe, perhaps this would make him feel less embarrassed.

This oppressive atmosphere made it difficult for him, a man who had been with the boiler room his entire life, to breathe. For some reason, the invisible pressure emanating from the other party was like a mountain pressing down on Horod's heart.

When you are a weak woman who is powerless, no one will take you seriously, and there will be no such thing as pressure.

But when one can easily decide the fate of others, the pressure created by the other person's self-imagination can even drive a living person to collapse.

Shihui held up the telescope and carefully observed the situation outside. After a moment, he slowly said: "There are no obstacles within a hundred meters of the railway ahead. We can continue to speed up. There are no traces of biological activities in the forests on both sides. I will stay here until we get out of this fog!"

"Crack!"

Horod was skeptical, but he still chose to push the lever forward.

The train's speed increased again, which made him feel even less confident. His eyes swept across the foggy outside the train intentionally or unintentionally.

After a long time, there was no unusual sound, which made him suspicious.

Could it be that those monsters also harmed the witch beside him?

Although Horold was obsessed with the development of trains all his life, he often heard stories about witches and heroes when he was young. But without exception, all witches in the stories were labeled as profit-seeking and insidious, making it difficult for people to imagine that they could be good people.

But this was just his wishful thinking.

After a long time...

Based on the constant contempt of the lime, Horod roughly judged that the train was about to leave the Black Forest. His old face couldn't help but frown, and after hesitating for a long time, he spoke:

"It's hard to believe we're going to have to drive through this extremely dangerous road like this. It's unbelievable. There wasn't even a bird chirping on the road..."

"This world is getting weirder and weirder. Even an old man like me is starting to lose all understanding..."

Holrod's voice was hoarse. He leaned against the car window. His face, ravaged by time, was full of stories, and even more so, the kind of sadness and desolation that only belonged to an old man.

'That's just what you don't know!'

After hearing this, Shihui couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart. This old man didn't encounter any problems at all, but that was because almost all the problems were directed at Shihui.

If it was the old man Horod who was invaded by the nightmare, she might not necessarily choose to risk her life and enter the dream to save him.

After all, when dealing with outsiders, Shihui's first rule is that value determines life. If the other party doesn't give her enough value, she will definitely give up immediately.

After all, only fools and brainless heroes would put themselves in danger.

Lime herself also performed heroic deeds for Annie more than once, but she did suffer a lot of price and torture.

At this time, Horod suddenly said: "Do you know the forbidden legend of this forest?"

"What legend?" Shihui immediately became excited when he heard that there was a melon to eat.

He smacked his pipe and said in a hoarse voice, "That was when this railway was just being prepared for construction. About forty years ago, huge machines called trains began to appear in the public eye. People seemed to be stricken with railway fever. Everyone was obsessed with trains to an unimaginable degree. It can be said that in that era, people even moved mountains and filled the sea in order to open up tracks..."

Horod's tone was filled with reminiscence and emotion, and a rare glint appeared in his cloudy, yellow eyes, as if the fanatical scene of that year was right before his eyes.

The workers' shouts and the sparks from the collision of hammers were endless. Mountains were blown up and forests were flattened. The passion of these young people was enough to move mountains and seas.

"Hey……"

He shook his head and continued, "But the most wrong decision we made back then was probably to open this track. At that time, the nearby villagers kept talking about the horror legends in this black forest. But no matter how terrifying these legends were, they could not extinguish the hearts of those fanatics. When the villagers saw that the other party had no reason to come here, they were no longer willing to come here."

Shihui raised his head slightly and looked at him, puzzled: "What kind of legend is it, or is there many legends in this place?"

Shihui was full of curiosity about this story that evolved from reality. After all, she was a fan of myths and urban legends and had basically no resistance to this kind of thing.

"Hahaha, there aren't so many legends. This isn't Dragon Quest."

The expression on Horod's face relaxed a lot. After taking a puff of his cigarette, he continued, "It's just that some kind of evil god was once sealed here. It was a monster that wreaked havoc here thousands of years ago. Rumor has it that the monster likes to move at night. It is very fierce and swift. It once massacred dozens of villages. People in that era would be filled with fear and despair every night. Even the most indestructible buildings were nothing but rotten tiles and rotten wood in front of that monster..."

"Stop!"

Shihui interrupted immediately after hearing this. Now she could already imagine the subsequent plot. Under Horod's shocked gaze, she continued:

"Are you going to tell me that someone suddenly appeared and sealed it here, and you accidentally broke the seal, causing many people to die on this track?"

!!!

The wrinkles on Horod's forehead were squeezed together, his eyes were full of astonishment and shock. He said in disbelief: "She is worthy of being a witch. She can really know everything about the past. It's unbelievable!"

……

Shi Hui was speechless for a moment, and he could not even hide the disgust on his face.

After all, she has heard this kind of old-fashioned story from those online influencers thousands of times. All the stories follow a similar routine, and people can continue the story by themselves after hearing the beginning.

"But the story is not that simple..."

Seeing the disdainful expression on the other person's face, Horod felt a little embarrassed. After listening to Lime's complaints, he also recalled some memories.

"If only the story were that simple. No one in the surrounding villages within a hundred miles survived. Only a few children and adults managed to survive by hiding in cellars. They risked their lives to make it to the royal city and spread the news. At first, the people and hunters didn't believe it, but when the groups of people never returned, they realized the severity of the situation!"

"Oh, it looks like a lot of people died!"

"You vicious woman, you only think about death. But things are really getting serious. More and more people died, and people began to panic. Villages disappeared one after another, and people's fear and resentment grew louder and louder. Finally, the king gathered many brave men to fight against the rebellion, and promised a huge fortune."

"That's quite interesting..."

"Hmph. Hundreds of teams went to subdue it, but less than a tenth returned alive. They described it this way... That monster was the darling of the god of death. It possessed speed faster than the wind, strength more terrifying than thunder, and a body harder than a hill..."

Shihui shook his head and said disdainfully: "You just like to use these fancy words to show off your knowledge. In fact, why don't you just say it's unmatched? Why bother with all this fuss?"

Horod asked with a dark face: "Are you still trying to listen? You just interrupt other people's stories!"

"Listen to it"

Looking at the other person's indifferent look, Horod felt even angrier. It felt as if he was begging the other person to listen to him.

"The truth, finally revealed with countless lives, is that the monster cannot be killed. Even if its body is destroyed, it cannot die unless the God of Death himself comes to bring it back to Hell. It has three hearts, which we have sealed..."

"Shut up!"

Shihui interrupted him again. Just as Horod was about to get angry, he saw the seriousness on his face. At this moment, Shihui was like a frightened rabbit, constantly looking back and forth at the surrounding situation.

After a while, Shihui put down the telescope and said with disbelief in his eyes: "The monster you are talking about doesn't have eight legs, does it?"