Black Book

Chapter 475: Rift
Zhu Haomiao angrily withdrew his gaze and turned his attention to himself, and mysterious information quietly unfolded in his soul.

[Armor Breaker]: LV.0→LV.6 (Perfect)
[God] +41
[Qi] +30
[Effect] +25
[Invincible] → [Abyss]

Carefully experiencing the [Legendary Power] that was so sharp that it seemed to tear his soul apart, Zhu Haomiao put his fingers together like a sword and lightly slashed through the air.

An imperceptible cold light flashed from the tip of the nail. Wherever it passed, time and space rippled with visible waves, and a twisted crack thinner than a hair appeared, revealing the bottomless chaotic darkness underneath.

The indescribable void crack existed for less than a second before it was repaired by the powerful healing power of the entire world and slowly shrank and closed.

Watching the gap that appeared and disappeared at will disappear into the air, Zhu Haomiao pursed his lips in satisfaction.

This cutting ability can already ignore material defenses, and only divine defenses of the same level can withstand it.

After pondering for a few seconds, Zhu Haomiao put away his distracting thoughts and took out a series of lifelike human skin demon tattoos from the delicate little leather bag around his waist.

These human skins were large or small, and the types of demons engraved on them were also different. Some were charming witches, some were fat and bloated pigs, some were deformed and ugly monsters, and some were rotten and hideous skeletons...

But the only thing they have in common is that they all have majestic and evil golden horns on their heads.

Some demons have only one pair of horns, some have two pairs... The one with the most has as many as seven pairs of horns of different sizes, almost completely covering the head, like a gorgeous and evil crown.

Just as Zhu Haomiao was trying to find clues from these trophies, the crowd in the lobby of his five-star hotel was quietly evacuating.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Don't alarm him!"

Dietrich Wells sat on the front line, looking solemnly at the ceiling of the lobby.

The magicians beside him sent the mortals away busily but calmly, and began to set up mysterious and complex magic circles.

"How is it? Are you sure he's upstairs?"

"Confirmed, all the 'food scraps' left by the [Big Snake] that we collected, all the causes and effects point to this place."

"Very good, when the Department of Homeland Security opens the barrier, you will follow me and rush forward. We must not let this 'snake' get away!"

Dietrich Wells retracted his gaze, took a deep breath, and his slightly nervous eyes gradually calmed down.

Regardless of whether you are a crowned Heroic Spirit or not, my country is not your hunting ground!
Dietrich Welsh's eyes fixed with a determined light in them, and he urged his subordinates to speed up their preparations.

In the top-floor presidential suite hundreds of meters away, Zhu Haomiao suddenly sensed something and looked towards the door curiously.

Fear, tension, murderous intent, uneasiness...

His nostrils twitched slightly, and Zhu Haomiao smelled the complex scent in the air approaching little by little.

The next second, a strange wave swept across the sky and earth. Wherever it passed, the colorful world suddenly lost its color, leaving only a dull and dead gray outline.

boom!
The luxurious wooden door burst open with a loud bang, and a group of magicians armed to the teeth rushed into the room, shouting threats.

"Orochi! You are under arrest! Give up resistance and lie down with your head in your hands!"

Zhu Haomiao: “…………”

I have never seen such an abstract attack. Are you guys acting in a TV show here?! And you're lying down with your head in your hands?
Have you caught too many Muggles and forgotten how to deal with higher-level beings?
Zhu Haomiao secretly complained in his heart and pursed his lips. He looked around at the enemies who rushed into the house, and finally his eyes fell on the middle-aged man who was in the lead.

"Orochi? Are you calling me?"

On the other side, a group of nervous magicians stared at an enemy that was completely different from what they had expected, and exchanged glances hesitantly.

Did I find the wrong person?

This child looks gentle and refined, doesn't he look like a monster that ate hundreds of thousands of people?
The most important thing is that the young man in black was calm and composed, without any panic that a criminal would have when he was discovered.

On the other side, Dietrich Wells clenched the egg-sized gem in his hand, mobilized all his magic power, and approached the enemy step by step.

"Whether you are a [Orochi] or not, raise your hands now..."

Just as he walked to the middle of the living room, he suddenly saw from the corner of his eye that the semi-open corner wall was covered with devil patterns of various sizes.

The most important thing is that with his years of experience in handling cases, he could tell at a glance that the leather patterns were plucked from living humans!
boom!
Incomparable anger rushed into Dietrich Wells's mind, his eyes turned red, and he stared at Zhu Haomiao, as if he could see through his evil nature beneath his human skin.

"The Beast of Original Sin! You are a cultist who worships the Beast of Original Sin!!"

"Hmm? What do you call these?"

With a wave of his hand, Zhu Haomiao took the human skin tattoos into his palm in mid-air and looked at Dietrich Wells with a frown.

However, Dietrich Wells did not answer and launched an attack without mercy.

boom!
The top of a skyscraper over a hundred meters high exploded instantly, and a giant three-dimensional magic circle with a diameter of more than ten kilometers appeared above the gray and gloomy city. A terrifying torrent of energy surged and connected, forming gorgeous magic patterns visible to the naked eye.

"Tsk... a forbidden magic at the national level..."

The unharmed young man in black stood on the top of another skyscraper. He looked at the magic circle in the sky, then looked at the magical reactions of the stars around him, and rubbed his chin in embarrassment.

Most of them are not criminals, so I can only pick a few edible ones to try...

But before that, I still have to resolve the threat above my head, otherwise it will be a bit troublesome when this forbidden spell takes shape...

With a thought, Zhu Haomiao stretched out his hand, pulled out the eight-sided Han sword from the void, and injected his true energy into it without reservation.

【Armor-breaking Power·Abyss-breaking】!
"cut!"

Looking up, Zhu Haomiao raised his sword and slashed the sky. A barely detectable black line shot up into the sky and instantly disappeared into the giant magic circle that almost covered the entire city.

Click~
After two full seconds, the solidified magic circle slowly cracked along the center line, spider-web-like cracks spread rapidly, and the horrific backlash rushed into the soul along the mana link. Thousands of middle and high-level mages ambushed on the periphery were struck by lightning and all spat out blood.

"This...how is this possible?!!"

Dietrich Wells' eyes were red with anger, unable to comprehend how the forbidden spell against the nation that he had kept in the bottom of his box could be broken so easily.

What exactly is that fleeting, hazy sword energy that is like a hot knife cutting through butter?
Hundreds of meters away, Zhu Haomiao looked at the sword in his hand and nodded thoughtfully.

[Legendary Law] has undergone a qualitative transformation compared to the previous extraordinary power!
5. Getting level 60 equipment into a level 30 copy is simply a dimensionality reduction attack!
This is no longer a gap that can be made up by 'quantity'!
(End of this chapter)