The Black Book

At this moment, Gabriel walked up to him, squatted down slowly, caressed the girl's hair, with compassion in his eyes, and murmured in an extremely gentle whisper.

"Go to sleep and forget all this. The future will be better."

The supernatural divinity was quietly released. In the invisible vision of mortals, a pair of holy and pure white wings stretched out from Gabriel's back, gently covering the girl.

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

At the same time, under the 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, she returned to the tender white color consistent with her age.

Ignoring the shocked looks of the indigenous police officers on the side, Gabriel took off his platinum cloak and covered the girl, and gave instructions to Sherlock Voss.

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

After hearing Gabriel's instructions, Sherlock Voss lowered his head piously.

"Your will."

"in addition……"

With that said, Gabriel stood up, narrowed his pure golden eyes slightly, and looked out the window at the lush and vibrant garden.

"Go and dig up that area!"

Pointing to a corner of the garden, Gabriel's tone contained a hint of coldness.

Tens of minutes later, looking at the dozens of slender bones lined up in front of him, Sherlock Voss clenched his fists hard and took a slow, long and deep breath.

Marx is still too conservative...

These insects should be treated with a heavy blow!

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Sherlock Voss returned to the scene of the crime. When he saw the miserable and strange body in the middle of the bedroom, not only was there no anger in his heart, but he felt an inexplicable sense of endless pleasure.

Have a good death!

This kind of thing deserves to go to hell!

On the other side, Gabriel seemed to be aware of his emotions and sighed sincerely.

"Don't let anger cloud your mind."

The soft whisper penetrated into his soul. Sherlock Voss was slightly solemn and lowered his head piously.

"I will follow your teachings."

Immediately, he stepped into the bedroom covered with scarlet flesh membranes, endured the soft and sticky touch under his feet, and looked closely at the deceased. He found that every hole in the body had been penetrated by tentacles, and some even penetrated the human body. From the other side, The hole was drilled out!

"What the hell is this?"

Even the well-informed Sherlock Voss couldn't help but be shocked by this seeping scene, and felt chills in his vest.

However, the girl beside him said calmly.

"You have seen His authority..."

"What?!"

Sherlock Worth's breath was stagnant, and he couldn't remember when he had seen a similar scene after thinking hard.

Seeing this, Gabriel reminded quietly.

"A man who was raped to death by 'myself' before..."

Hearing this, Sherlock Voss reacted instantly: "But there was nothing like this on that man's body..."

Before he finished speaking, the girl interrupted.

"At that time, His power was not enough to permanently distort matter, so he did not leave these traces of pollution. What you saw was just the residue after the disappearance of divinity..."

"And now..."

Looking around at the scarlet flesh membrane that wrapped the entire room and the countless sticky tentacles that penetrated the corpse, Gabriel frowned slightly and murmured to himself.

"His power is growing rapidly..."

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

Hearing this, Sherlock Voss was silent for a moment and then tentatively spoke.

"Sir, is there a possibility that the danger of these evil gods is not as high as imagined?"

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

"You see, if it were a normal evil god sacrifice, 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 as the deceased was not harmed at all. This shows that the other party's purpose is very clear and targeted!"

"In addition, judging from the several cases we have come across so far, these deceased..."

After hesitating for a long time, Sherlock Vos gritted his teeth bravely.

"These deceased people basically died in a right way!"

Understanding the implication of Sherlock Voss's words, Gabriel pondered for a moment and shook his head quietly.

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

"Chaos and madness are their essence."

"Even if they can use divinity to suppress madness and maintain rationality now, can you guarantee that they will always be like this?"

"Look around you. Just responding to the sacrifice has caused the material world to suffer such terrible pollution..."

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

Looking around at the seeping film of flesh and blood, breathing in the vaguely 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 the magical city, a certain "extraterritorial evil god" was lying peacefully on the bed, being stepped on by a cute furry thing on his face.

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

"Ji~"

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

[Lust] +150

[Lust]: LV.4→LV.5 (130/1000)

[Sperm] +4

[Physique] +3

[Qi] +1

Sure enough...

One night is still too short. It was dawn just after eating two appetizers. I still want more...

Smacking his lips, Zhu Haomiao sighed regretfully and cast his eyes on the page of [Black Book].

Before going to bed... Which skill should I turn to?

Subconsciously, he cast his eyes on the [Swift Wind] that was about to be completed, but after thinking for a moment, Zhu Haomiao gave up the idea.

It takes too long to promote from Dacheng to perfection, as long as forty or fifty days!

During this period, 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 before taking a safe and stable "long rest".

In addition, I should be very busy in the next period of time. The name on the menu is full of two pages!

I can't finish eating, I can't finish eating at all!

I also have to play two games in the [Ascension Tournament] to earn some contributions...

Finally, the Sino-Japanese War of 1894 is coming soon, and the Japanese imperial army is still waiting for me to visit...

By the way, [Dao Xin] is about to upgrade!

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

There are too many things to do, and there are so many things to do!

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Haomiao pondered for a moment and sorted out the priorities.

Asking for votes~