The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins-Chapter 136: There Is a Way to Court Death

At this moment, Gabriel walked to his side, slowly squatted down, gently stroked the girl's hair, his eyes filled with compassion, and murmured in an incomparably gentle whisper.

"Sleep, forget all this, the future will get better."

Supernatural divinity quietly released, in a vision unseen by mortals, a pair of holy pure white wings extended from Gabriel's back, softly enveloping the girl.

The next second, the girl seemed to return to her mother's embrace, the long-lost sense of safety and warmth enveloping her body and mind, her hollow, deathly dim eyes closing uncontrollably as if filled with lead, falling into a deep sleep.

At the same time, under the illumination of the pure Holy Light, the countless scars on her skin faded, scabbed, and fell off at a speed visible to the naked eye... in an instant, they returned to a youthful, fair tone befitting her age.

Ignoring the shocked gaze of the native police officer beside him, Gabriel took off his white-gold cloak and covered the girl, instructing Sherlock Worth.

"She will forget her memories of this period. You need to return her to her family's hands reasonably and safely."

Upon hearing Gabriel's instructions, Sherlock Worth bowed his head devoutly.

"Your will."

"Furthermore..."

With that, Gabriel stood up, his pure golden eyes squinting slightly, gazing at the lush, vibrant garden outside the window.

"Go and dig up that area!"

Pointing to a corner of the garden, Gabriel's voice held a trace of chill.

Dozens of minutes later, looking at the row upon row of slender white bones before him, Sherlock Worth clenched his fist tightly and took a long, deep breath.

Marx is still too conservative...

We should strike hard against these vermin!

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Sherlock Worth returned to the crime scene. Upon seeing the gruesomely grotesque corpse in the center of the bedroom, instead of feeling anger, he inexplicably felt endless pleasure.

Serves them right!

This kind of scum should go to Hell!

On the other side, Gabriel seemed to sense his emotions, letting out a heartfelt sigh.

"Don't let anger blind your spirit."

The light whisper penetrated his spirit, and Sherlock Worth slightly composed himself, bowing his head devoutly.

"I sincerely follow your teachings."

Immediately, he stepped into the bedroom covered in scarlet membranes, enduring the soft, sticky feeling underfoot, approaching the deceased to carefully observe, discovering that every cavity on the body was pierced by tentacles, some even penetrating the body to emerge from the other side!

"What on earth is this thing?"

Even someone as knowledgeable as Sherlock Worth couldn't help but be shocked by the eerie scene, feeling a chill down his spine.

However, the girl next to him remained calm and said.

"You've seen Its authority..."

"What?!"

Sherlock Worth's breath halted, unable to recall when he had seen a similar scene despite racking his brain.

Seeing his confusion, Gabriel gently reminded him.

"That man who was raped to death by 'himself' before..."

Upon hearing this, Sherlock Worth immediately reacted: "But that man's body didn't have these..."

Before he could finish, the girl interrupted.

"At that time, Its power wasn't strong enough to permanently distort matter, so it didn't leave these contamination traces. What you saw was merely the residue after divinity disappeared..."

"And now..."

Surveying the entire room wrapped in scarlet membranes and the countless sticky tentacles piercing the corpse, Gabriel slightly frowned, murmuring to himself.

"Its power is growing rapidly..."

"Perhaps I should go to the Yanhuang Armory again to convey the seriousness of the problem."

Upon hearing this, Sherlock Worth silently paused for a moment, tentatively speaking up.

"My lord, is there a possibility that the danger of these Evil Gods is not as high as imagined."

Gabriel looked at him strangely, "Why do you say that?"

"Look, if it were a typical Evil God sacrifice, not a single person should have survived the night in this manor."

"But actually, the servants in the manor were unharmed, and even the girl in the same room as the deceased was not hurt in the slightest, which indicates that the other's purpose was clear and targeted!"

"Moreover, judging from the few cases we've encountered, these deceased..."

After much hesitation, Sherlock Worth bravely pressed on.

"These deceased pretty much deserved it!"

Understanding the subtext of Sherlock Worth's words, Gabriel pondered for a moment and then shook his head quietly.

"We cannot rely on an Evil God's self-restraint."

"Chaos and madness are their essence."

"Even if they can now suppress madness with divinity and maintain rationality, can you guarantee they will always be this way?"

"Look around you. Just by responding to sacrifices, they have caused such terrible pollution to the material world..."

"If their will fully descends into this world, what do you think would happen?"

Looking at the sinister, fleshy membrane around and breathing the faintly rank, sticky air, Sherlock Worth had no words, nodding helplessly.

"You're right."

.........

Meanwhile, deep underground on the outskirts of Shanghai, an "Outer Realm Evil God" lay peacefully in bed, trampled on the face by a fluffy creature.

"If you want to sleep, just sleep! Don't dance on my face!"

"Chirp~"

Throwing the ferret lying on his face to the side of the pillow, Zhu Haomiao glared at it annoyedly and continued to review today's gains.

[Lust] +150

[Lust]: LV.4 → LV.5 (130/1000)

[Essence] +4

[Body] +3

[Qi] +1

Indeed...

The night was too short, it was already dawn after just two appetizers, unsatisfied...

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

Before sleeping... which cultivation technique should I choose?

He instinctively turned his gaze to the [Gale Force], which was nearing completion, but after pondering for a moment, Zhu Haomiao dismissed the idea.

Advancing to Great Success and achieving Perfection requires too much time, often forty or fifty days!

During this period, it's like being a snake entering a molting phase, unable to exert full strength, it's best to quietly "Long Rest" after accumulating a dozen points or so in the six-dimensional attributes.

Moreover, this period will probably be quite busy, with the menu of names filling up two pages!

Can't finish, simply can't finish!

There's also the need to participate in a couple of rounds of the Ascension Competition to earn some contributions...

Lastly, Jiawu is approaching swiftly, and the Japanese Imperial Army is still waiting for me to grace them with my presence...

Oh right, the Dao Heart is about to upgrade!

After carefully sorting through his "to-do list," Zhu Haomiao felt an inexplicable sense of urgency in his heart.

There are too many things to do, countless threads!

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Haomiao pondered for a moment, prioritizing the tasks.