Black Book

Chapter 194: Praise of Original Sin
Even though Himel did not miss any possible clues, thousands of people were implicated and starved to death, causing complaints from colonial officials, but no valuable evidence was found.

The murderer seemed to have jumped out of a stone. He had no social connections, committed a crime of passion without any warning, and disappeared without any warning.

He even deliberately organized several gatherings of British officers in an attempt to lure them into law enforcement, but the other side did not take the bait at all.

Stroking the stubble on his chin, Xilem sighed, but his heart was calm.

Because he knew that for a chosen person like him, as long as he had a strong desire for something, God would naturally give him revelation.

Maybe it's some obscure clue...

Or maybe it was a sudden impulse...

As long as you pray patiently, the revelation will always come at the right time!

After making the sign of the cross reverently on his chest, Himmler closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to capture the mysterious guidance from the unknown, as usual.

But this time, a subtle and strange feeling touched my heart.

The sudden sense of divine connection made him suddenly open his eyes and look in a certain direction. His sight seemed to penetrate time and space, and he saw a vague figure hidden in the darkness.

The corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up slightly, and Hiram pressed the call bell on the table, grinning and muttering.

"Finally caught you."

"The Third Knights of the Round Table, assemble!"

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

“Ahhhhhhhhh~~”

In the center of the altar deep underground, hundreds of sinners who had committed all kinds of evil were suspended in the air, their bodies twisting uncontrollably in spirals, and gradually disappeared under the invisible force.

Blood, brain, bone marrow, youth, health, life span, strength, happiness...

All valuable source materials were squeezed out, condensed and purified under the authority of [greed], and transformed into dazzling gold coins that bewitched people.

[Greed] +300
[Greed]: LV.6→LV.7 (219/3000)

[God] +10
[Qi] +6
[Effect] +5
After a sacrificial ceremony, the final push for [Greed] was finally upgraded.

Somehow, Zhu Haomiao realized that he had broken through a certain limit and underwent an indescribable and strange qualitative change.

Following his instinct, he subconsciously looked at Wilson who was standing respectfully beside him. His sight, emitting chaotic black light, penetrated flesh and blood and time and space, and saw a vague dark shadow deep in Wilson's soul.

That... is my own projection!
It is one’s own divinity!
It’s your own signpost!

It is a part of your existence!

When his body perishes, his will will awaken in Wilson's soul and be resurrected from his flesh and blood!

What's more, when [Greed] continues to increase and the degree of infection of other believers exceeds a certain threshold, he will be able to be resurrected and reborn in the body of any believer - immortal!
Bathed in the insatiable hungry gazes of all believers, Zhu Haomiao's mouth couldn't help but rise wildly.

Be greedy, my lambs...

Immediately, the young man waved his hand, and the small golden mountain floating above the pyramid of corpses turned into meteors in the sky and fell into the hands of every believer.

Holding the [Greed Coin] in their hands, all the believers knelt devoutly and chanted fanatically in the direction of Zhu Haomiao.

"Through me, enter the city of endless pain."

"Through me, into the pit of everlasting misery."

"Through me, enter the crowd of those who are doomed."

"Chaos moves my sublime Creator."

"I am the fruit of divine power, divine consciousness and divine love."

"Before me there was no eternal creation." "I will be immortal with the Source."

"Those who enter will lose all hope."

"Praise the original sin!"

Crazy and twisted whispers echoed in my ears, and the dazzling gold coins turned into a viscous black liquid like crude oil, seeping into my skin, my bones, and my soul bit by bit...

Finally, even the ocean of consciousness was infiltrated by the black light, and the pollution spread to a large area of ​​darkness.

Feeling the believers' [infection rate] gradually increase, Zhu Haomiao glanced at Wilson, who had an expressionless face beside him, and raised the corner of his mouth with interest.

"You taught them?"

“No, this is your loving revelation.”

"I didn't push open the [Gate of Hell]."

With a smile on his face, Zhu Haomiao quickly put this little matter aside and took stock of what he had gained this time.

Some time ago, his [Greed Coins] were almost exhausted. One of the important reasons for returning to the Magic City this time was to reap the benefits... Er, no, it was to eliminate harm for the people and bring peace and prosperity to the Magic City.

Looking at the nearly two hundred [Greed Gold Coins] remaining after deducting the "kickbacks" and "development funds", Zhu Haomiao nodded with satisfaction.

As expected, evil will be dealt with by evil. Ever since his evil followers began to prepare sacrifices, he only had to wait for his "share".

At the same time, the security environment in Shanghai has also increased exponentially.

Without the evil little bosses, and with the top evil bosses forming a set of basic rules and order under their control, the ordinary people at the bottom suddenly found that life was not so difficult after all.

Although they are still being exploited, it is no longer as cruel, bloody, and naked as before...

They can even get a chance to breathe and see a glimmer of hope under the protection of rules and order.

For the vast majority of the lower-class people, even a brutal order is better than a disorderly dark forest.

Looking at the pyramid of dried corpses piled in the center of the altar, Zhu Haomiao murmured calmly from the bottom of his heart.

"Although my aesthetics are a little ahead of the times, I'm such a good boy."

Jingle bell bell~~~
At this moment, the hidden alarm suddenly rang. Wilson suddenly looked outside, with a dark light surging in his eyes.

"There are enemies attacking, and the guards outside can't stop them."

Zhu Haomiao raised his eyes in surprise and pursed his lips with interest.

Finally someone comes to slide?

"You guys leave through the secret passage, I'll go take a look."

"My Lord, although I don't know how the enemy found this place, if possible, it is best not to give them a chance to tip off."

"understood."

With a casual wave of his hand, as Wilson respectfully touched his chest in a salute, Zhu Haomiao turned into a streak of dark light and instantly disappeared into the depths of the passage.

"what!!"

Walking out of the passage, the cool moonlight shone on the earth. A sharp scream came from not far away. The boy happened to see the last death guard being killed by the enemy's sword.

Looking around, he saw figures wearing gorgeous platinum armor surrounding him. Under the terrifying aura, the air within a few meters around him seemed to be solidified.

"1, 2, 3, 4..."

Counting the heads with great interest, from near to far, Zhu Haomiao actually found more than thirty sliding tackle masters!

(End of this chapter)