Black Book

Chapter 136 There is a right way to die
At this moment, Gabriel walked to his side, slowly squatted down, gently stroked the girl's hair, with compassion in his eyes, and whispered in an extremely gentle voice.

"Go to sleep and forget about it. Things will get better in the future."

The supernatural divinity was quietly released, and in a vision invisible to mortals, a pair of holy pure white wings stretched out from behind Gabriel and gently enveloped the girl.

The next second, the girl seemed to be back in her mother's arms. The long-lost sense of security and warmth enveloped her body and mind. Her empty, lifeless and dim eyes seemed to be filled with lead. She slowly closed uncontrollably and fell into a deep sleep.

At the same time, under the shining of pure holy light, the countless scars on her skin faded, scabbed, and fell off at a speed visible to the naked eye... In the blink of an eye, her skin returned to the tender and fair color that matched her age.

Ignoring the shocked look of the native police officer beside him, Gabriel took off his platinum cloak and covered the girl with it, then gave instructions to Sherlock Voss.

"She will forget the memory of this period of time. You must return her to her family in a reasonable and safe manner."

Hearing Gabriel's instructions, Sherlock Voss bowed his head reverently.

"Your will."

"in addition……"

Gabriel stood up as he spoke, his pure golden eyes narrowed slightly as he looked out the window at the lush, vibrant garden.

"Go dig up that piece over there!"

Pointing to a corner of the garden, Gabriel's tone was cold.

Dozens of minutes later, looking at the dozens of thin white bones lined up in front of him, Sherlock Voss clenched his fists and took a slow, long breath.

Marx is still too conservative...

These insects should be dealt with severely!
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Sherlock Voss returned to the crime scene. Seeing the miserable and strange corpse in the middle of the bedroom, he did not feel indignant, but instead felt an inexplicable surge of endless pleasure.

Have a good death!
This kind of thing should go to hell!
On the other side, Gabriel seemed to notice his emotions and sighed earnestly.

“Don’t let anger cloud your heart.”

The soft whisper penetrated his soul. Sherlock Voss was slightly solemn and bowed his head reverently.

"I will follow your teachings."

Immediately, he stepped into the bedroom covered with scarlet flesh membranes. Enduring the soft and sticky touch under his feet, he approached the dead body and observed it carefully. He found that every hole on the corpse was penetrated by tentacles, and some even penetrated the human body and drilled out from the holes on the other side!

"What the hell is this?"

Even the well-informed Sherlock Voss was shocked by this horrifying scene, and felt a chill down his spine.

However, the girl next to him said calmly.

“You have seen His authority…”

"what?!"

Sherlock Voss's breathing stagnated, and he could not think of any time when he had seen a similar scene.

Seeing this, Gabriel reminded quietly.

"Someone who was raped to death by 'me' before..."

Hearing this, Sherlock Voss reacted instantly: "But that man's body didn't have these..."

Before he could finish his words, the girl interrupted.

"At that time, His power was not enough to permanently distort matter, so there were no traces of pollution left. What you saw was just the residue left after the disappearance of divinity..."

"And now..."

Looking around at the scarlet flesh membrane that covered the entire room, and the countless sticky tentacles that pierced the corpse, Gabriel frowned slightly and muttered to himself.

"His power is growing rapidly..."

"Perhaps, I should go to the Yanhuang Arsenal to explain to them once again the seriousness of the problem."

Hearing this, Sherlock Voss was silent for a moment, then spoke tentatively, "Sir, is there a possibility that these evil gods are not as dangerous as we thought?"

Gabriel gave him a strange look: "Why do you say that?"

"You see, if it was a normal sacrifice to the evil god, no one in this manor would have survived last night."

"But in fact, the servants in the manor were not implicated, and even the girl who was in the same room with the deceased was not harmed at all. This shows that the other party's purpose was very clear and targeted!"

"In addition, based on the cases we have come across so far, these deceased people..."

After hesitating for a long time, Sherlock Voss gritted his teeth and said bravely.

"These dead people basically died for a reason!"

Gabriel understood the implication of Sherlock Voss's words, and he pondered for a moment, then shook his head.

"We cannot count on the evil god's self-restraint."

"Chaos and madness are their essence."

"Even if they can now use their divinity to suppress madness and maintain rationality, can you guarantee that they will always do so?"

"Look around you. Just by responding to the sacrifice, the material world has suffered such terrible pollution..."

"What do you think would happen if their will came to this world intact?"

Looking around at the oozing flesh and blood film and breathing in the faint fishy and sticky smell in the air, Sherlock Voss was speechless and nodded helplessly.

"You're right."

..............................

At the same time, deep underground on the outskirts of Magic City, a certain "foreign evil god" was lying peacefully on his bed, with a furry cute creature stepping on his face.

"Go to sleep if you want! Don't dance on my face!"

"Gee~"

Zhu Haomiao threw the mink lying on his face next to the pillow, glared at it unhappily, and continued to count today's harvest.

【Lust】+150
[Lust]: LV.4→LV.5 (130/1000)

[Effect] +4
[Body] +3
[Qi] +1
really……

One night was too short. It was already dawn after we had just eaten two appetizers. I still felt unsatisfied...

Smacking his lips, Zhu Haomiao sighed regretfully and turned his gaze to the page of [Black Book].

Before going to bed...which martial arts sign should I turn to?
Subconsciously, he turned his gaze to the [Swift Wind Force] that was about to be completed, but after thinking for a moment, Zhu Haomiao gave up the idea.

The time required to achieve great success and perfection in promotion is too long, often forty to fifty days!

During this period of time, I am like a snake in the molting period, unable to use my full strength. It is best to wait until all six attributes accumulate more than ten points, and then take a peaceful "long rest".

Besides, I should be very busy in the next period of time, as my name on the menu has filled up two pages!

I can’t finish it, I can’t finish it at all!
I also have to play two games in the [Ascension Tournament] to earn some contribution...

Finally, the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895 was approaching, and the Japanese imperial army was still waiting for him to visit...

By the way, [Dao Xin] will be upgraded soon!

After carefully sorting out his "to-do list", Zhu Haomiao felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

There are so many things to do, so many things to think about!
Taking a deep breath, Zhu Haomiao pondered for a moment and sorted out the priorities.

Please vote~


(End of this chapter)