The Black Book

【Double Pupa】 plus 【Continuous Metamorphosis】, two high-level powers of 【Sloth】 combined together, in one rest period, 【Accumulated Explosive Strength】 will be upgraded by two levels, reaching the state of great perfection.

And seeing the word 【Mountain Destroying】 behind perfection, Zhu Haomiao vaguely understood that with the improvement of self-awareness, the information in 【The Book of Black】 will also be more detailed.

Clenching his fist, Zhu Haomiao was eager to experience the power of 【Mountain Destroying】, but as soon as he tried, a violent and savage horror quietly descended.

In a trance, the boy felt extremely depressed, as if he was trapped in a small box, wanting to release all his strength in an instant and tear the whole world apart!

Huh~

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Zhu Haomiao decisively canceled his strength, relaxed his energy, and calmed down the violent breath that was about to move.

It is unknown whether the high-level power of 【Accumulated Explosive Strength】 can tear the world apart, but his beloved safe house will definitely not be saved!

I'd better wait until later to use it on the enemy...

I wonder which lucky person will have the chance to experience the power of [Mountain Destroying]...

Pursing his lips in anticipation, Zhu Haomiao sorted out his thoughts and continued to look down.

[Spirit]: 52→61 (19)↑

[Agility]: 47→56 (19)↑

[Strength]: 58→67 (12)↑

[Energy]: 51→60 (7)↑

[Qi]: 58→67 (17)↑

[Physique]: 59→68 (7)↑

As the hegemony level was completely consolidated, the world's restraint on him was also strengthened synchronously. After dozens of days of four times dormant growth, the six-dimensional attributes were only digested by an average of 9 points.

Pursing his lips in dissatisfaction, Zhu Haomiao sighed.

It can't be digested completely, it can't be digested at all!

I don't know how other extraordinary people solve the troubles of too much accumulation...

They don't have [sleep], no [pupa], no four times the growth speed, do they just rely on time to endure?

That's so hard!

Smacking his lips, Zhu Haomiao shook his head in confusion, picked up the black sword beside him, tied it around his waist, and strode out of the door.

Coming out of the hidden secret passage, the young man rushed all the way and soon came to the road in the suburbs of the Demon City. Wilson, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes and had been waiting for a long time, opened the back door of the black car and nodded respectfully.

"My Lord, the sacrifice ceremony is ready."

"Well, let's go."

………………………………

The Demon City·Public Concession

In the gloomy and humid dungeon, a blond and blue-eyed young man looked at the yellow woman with festering limbs and no good meat on her body, and shrugged helplessly at his colleague.

"It seems that she really doesn't know."

"Alas... Another false clue, what a waste of time!"

Looking at the dying yellow woman, Nixa Labres frowned in disgust and waved his hand impatiently.

"Get rid of it."

The jailer with a rat tail on the side immediately came up and smiled flatteringly.

"Sir, her child..."

"It's useless, get rid of it together."

The jailer's eyes lit up when he had the opportunity to eat up the whole family, and he quickly agreed.

"Yes, sir!"

On the other side, the woman who was already on her deathbed heard this, and she suddenly got strength from nowhere, pulled the iron chain through her scapula straight, and roared shrilly.

"Don't touch my child! Otherwise, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!!!"

The sudden scream scared the jailer and he staggered, almost falling to the ground.

After a brief panic, the jailer felt embarrassed in front of the foreigner, and he slapped the woman in the face.

"You crazy woman, I'll send that little bastard to reunite with you right away!"

On the other side, staring at the woman's resentful and ferocious eyes, Nixa Labres curled his lips coldly.

"I want to see how you won't let me go? Go and bring her child."

Hearing this, the jailer glared at the woman fiercely, grinned, and turned away.

Not long after, a skinny, dying little girl was thrown in front of the woman.

"Xiao Qian! Xiao Qian!"

The woman frantically called her daughter's nickname, her shrill voice like a cuckoo crying blood.

In just over ten days, I don't know what torture she suffered, but the originally round and lovely daughter turned into what she is now!

Hearing the familiar voice calling her, the little girl raised her head with difficulty, and saw a disheveled figure in her blurred vision. She suddenly understood who it was, and pouted with grievance and helplessness.

"Mom..."

The little girl stretched out her little hand, wanting to return to the familiar warm embrace.

Crack~

But the next second, an iron boot broke her spine and stepped through her entire chest, leaving her little hand forever frozen a few centimeters away from her mother.

The surging blood and internal organs spurted out of her mouth, and the little hand that was raised with difficulty slowly dropped, and the tearful and aggrieved pupils gradually enlarged, covered with a layer of dead gray.

The woman stared blankly at her daughter's eyes that were unwilling to close, and her pupils shrank to the size of a pinhole.

"Tell me, why don't you let me go?!!"

Let Nixa Labres grab her hair and slap her cheek.

The terrible force broke her facial bones, and surging blood gushed out of her mouth and nose, but the woman's eyes were fixed on her daughter's body, like a walking corpse, without any reaction.

"Nixa, stop playing, we still have to report to the adults."

Standing at the door of the dungeon, the blond and blue-eyed young man urged impatiently.

Hearing this, Nixa Labres let go of the woman's hair and pouted in boredom.

He kicked the little girl's body into the corner like kicking trash, then tidied up his well-dressed clothes and caught up with his colleague.

"Leave the aftermath to the locals, why are you entangled with her?"

"The lowly yellow monkey dares to shout at us, I want to show her what despair is!"

"Why are you still so bad-humored?"

"What bad-humored taste, this is civilized education!"

………………

Chatting and laughing all the way, the two left the dungeon and came to a tall building not far away.

Standing in front of a luxurious and elegant solid wood door, the two adjusted their collars and knocked on the door respectfully.

Knock knock~

"Come in."

With a mellow and low voice, the two pushed the door open and saluted slightly to Hiram who was flipping through the files.

"How is it, are there any new clues?"

Hiram asked without raising his head, and Nixa Labres shook his head helplessly.

"No, it's definitely fake news again."

"Well, clean up the mess, the colonial officials are protesting again."

Nodding without surprise, Hilem casually instructed, waved his hand, and the two subordinates immediately saluted and left.

It wasn't until the door closed that Hilem put down the file in his hand and pinched his eyebrows tiredly.

It's been a few months since I came to the Far East, and the murderer who created the "Bloody Dinner" seemed to have disappeared from this world and never appeared again!

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