The Black Book

From [Xuan-Yuan Sword] to [Sun-shooting Bow], the opponent switched so smoothly!

Seeing the puzzled look of the girl, Zhu Haomiao pondered for a moment and spread his hands.

"I can't do it~"

"…………"

"Is it difficult?"

"…………"

Seeing the clear and sincere questioning eyes of the boy, Amaterasu fell into deep silence.

Seeing that one sentence silenced the other party, Zhu Haomiao shrugged helplessly.

"Any last words? If not, I'm going to start."

The girl just looked at him deeply and closed her eyes calmly.

The next second, two huge snake heads opened their jaws, bit down fiercely, and greedily chewed and swallowed the two girls.

Crunch~

The crisp sound of bones bursting echoed in the snake's mouth. Zhu Haomiao closed his eyes intoxicatedly, and once again enjoyed the incomparable sweetness.

[Gluttony] Devour the source, [All attributes] +9

[Gluttony] Devour the source, [All attributes] +10

Two consecutive prompts appeared in the [Black Book]. Zhu Haomiao opened his eyes faintly, madly absorbing the almost endless fiery original sin, and the seven-colored divine light in the depths of his pupils rolled and surged.

"Roar!"

The shadow of the Yamata no Orochi behind him roared in pain and pleasure. The three severed snake necks squirmed and grew new snake heads at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The originally sturdy and huge body continued to expand, and in a blink of an eye it exceeded a hundred meters.

The squirming and swaying snake head looked around in all directions, and its greedy and hungry eyes seemed to want to swallow all the creatures in the entire Seoul into its stomach.

Even though they were separated by a long distance, all the descenders still felt the materialized gaze, and a suffocating sense of oppression enveloped the world, making them tremble all over and fall into endless fear.

That was the crushing of the life level, the powerlessness and despair of mortals facing the ancient gods and demons!

But just when they were about to be crushed, the two girls' souls were repelled and bounced out of this plane. Zhu Haomiao exhaled a breath of turbid air with a sense of satisfaction. The Yamata no Orochi behind him gradually lowered its head and restrained its momentum.

[Greed]: LV.7→LV.8

[Jealousy]: LV.7→LV.8

[Anger]: LV.8→LV.9

[Gluttony]: LV.6→LV.8

[Lust]: LV.5→LV.8

[Laziness]: LV.6→LV.8

[Pride]: LV.6→LV.8

Looking at the crazy expansion of the seven deadly sins in the [Black Book], Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but put his hands together and thanked sincerely.

Thank you for the gift from Taijun. I hope you will be more plump and juicy next time we meet...

No, I hope you will be healthy, safe and happy!

Amen~

He drew a cross on his chest devoutly, Zhu Haomiao gathered all his energy, and the Yamata no Orochi behind him slowly faded away and gradually dissipated between heaven and earth.

Huh~

Take a slow and long deep breath, Zhu Haomiao looked down at the hideous sword scars on his chest and abdomen that were still cracking and healing, and pursed his lips helplessly.

The remnants of the high-level divinity may take a long time to wear them out...

However, there are more important things now...

Looking up, the boy looked towards the command center in Seoul, raised his feet slowly, and walked forward slowly.

On the more than a dozen layers of elastic defense positions staggered front and back, the adventers from various countries watched the tiny figure gradually approaching, and did not dare to make any moves.

Everyone knows that under the seemingly harmless skin, there is a terrifying monster hidden!

Fear, suspicion, worship, fanaticism...

Bathed in all kinds of complex gazes, Zhu Haomiao had a smooth journey and stepped into the heavily guarded Seoul Command Center.

The structure here is exactly the same as that in the north. The young man went to the command hall with familiarity. Wherever he passed, all the contestants guarding here separated like a tide, and no one dared to stop him.

Until the entrance of the command hall, Zhu Haomiao saw a young man wearing a shield-shaped bald eagle badge.

In his nervous and trembling eyes, Zhu Haomiao walked in front of him and smiled slightly.

"As long as you step into this place, it will be considered as occupying Seoul, right?"

Tommy Perez looked at the boy's pair of pure black eyes like the abyss, sighed helplessly, lowered his head and touched his chest, and made way for him in awe.

"Yes, the glory belongs to you."

Zhu Haomiao glanced at him casually, and walked leisurely into the command hall.

The moment his feet crossed the gate, the holy emblems of all the contestants trembled slightly, and an electronic voice that was neither male nor female sounded in his mind.

"Chinese player Zhu Haomiao captured the Seoul command center, the Japanese camp failed, and the [Sino-Japanese War] race ended."

…………………………

Resisting the increasingly severe disorientation, Zhu Haomiao returned to Pyongyang, refused everyone's celebration and socializing, and went straight back to the cruise ship.

In the restaurant, Wilson had prepared a large amount of extraordinary food in advance, respectfully waiting for his arrival.

"Chi!"

But the first to greet Zhu Haomiao was a cute snow-white fur ball.

However, when he saw the horrible wound that ran across the boy's chest and abdomen, almost cutting him in half, Diao Chan trembled all over, and a lot of moisture quickly accumulated in his black and bright big eyes.

"It's time to wash, it's time to wash again..."

Zhu Haomiao: "…………"

Why the hell are you saying again? !

Zhu Haomiao rolled his eyes at it unhappily and walked straight into the restaurant.

Next, he will return to rest for a long time, just like the snake before hibernation. Before he falls asleep, he must accumulate enough nutrients to digest and absorb.

"Ji! Shuishui, don't wash~"

Diao Chan, who reacted, whimpered and climbed onto Zhu Haomiao to help him lick the wound.

Before Zhu Haomiao could stop him, Diao Chan's hair exploded instantly, and his pink little tongue was torn by the divine sword energy remaining on the wound, and blood flowed.

But enduring the severe pain, Diao Chan licked the wound more vigorously, and his little tongue was cut by the divine sword energy, and blood kept pouring out.

In an instant, a warm touch spread in the wound, Diao Chan's blood merged into the wound, and the hideous flesh and blood that turned outward healed little by little, gradually condensing into a blood scab scar.

Seeing that the wound was shortened by one centimeter, Zhu Haomiao reacted, grabbed Diao Chan's neck, and growled with heartache and anger.

"Stop licking, you're going to die!"

"Ji~"

Diao Chan curled up his limbs and was lifted up in the air, looking at him timidly with his big watery eyes, not knowing what he had done wrong.

"Stop licking, I won't die!"

Seeing this, Zhu Haomiao softened his tone, rubbed its little head, and put it aside.

Your palm-sized little thing, even if you squeeze all the blood out, you can't heal this wound!

Then, the young man sat down at the main seat, and the maid next to him immediately served him tableware and poured him wine.

But when she turned around, the maid saw a ferocious snake head thicker than a bucket sliding past her face, hungry and pounced on the food on the table.

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