The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins-Chapter 164, I hope he is in good health

In the sky, Stephanie Pons saw only a ring of white mist-like shockwave flash across the ground for an instant, and in the next moment, that monster-like youth was already in her face.

Her pupils shrank to the size of pinholes, and Stephanie Pons instinctively activated her innate divine ability, suddenly disappearing from her original position, only to appear without warning several dozen meters away.

[Flashing]!

The sword blade sliced through the afterimage, and Zhu Haomiao turned his eyes, capturing the enemy not far away. Without hesitation, he let go of the treasure sword in his hand, channeling the raging energy from his Eight Extraordinary Meridians into his palm.

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With one palm strike on the round pommel of the sword handle, the sharp eight-sided Han sword, like a steel needle launched from a railgun, instantly crossed several dozen meters, piercing through more than a dozen body protection spells, entering the harpy's chest and exiting through the back.

Not even realizing she was under attack, Stephanie Pons only felt a flash of white light and a numbness in her chest. Instinctively lowering her head, she saw a circular hole right through her body.

Through that circular hole over ten centimeters in diameter, Stephanie Pons could not only see her writhing and spasming remaining organs but also the lush mountainous earth behind her.

It took a full second or two for the intense pain to transmit to her brain, and Stephanie Pons's mouth overflowed with torrents of fresh blood. Unable to flap her wings any longer, she plummeted towards the earth like a goose struck by an arrow.

On the other side, Zhu Haomiao's body kept rising uncontrollably, flying for nearly ten more seconds before completely running out of force and beginning to gradually accelerate downward.

Thud~

Stepping into a shallow dish-shaped pit again, Zhu Haomiao slowly straightened up, looked around, and found that all the Beast Spirits had disappeared.

Shaking his legs, which were numbed by the shock, he then walked toward the direction where the enemy had fallen.

Ten minutes later, after retrieving his treasure sword that had been shot out, Zhu Haomiao found the "crashed" Stephanie Pons in a lush thicket.

Perhaps on the brink of death, she could no longer maintain the transformation technique, reverting to the form of a human girl.

Except the once young and charming girl was now full of blood, with a gory, penetrating wound in her chest, her spasming and trembling broken organs exposed unprotected to the air, looking exceptionally miserable.

"You..."

The girl opened her mouth to speak, but the torrent of blood blocked her throat, leaving her to glare at Zhu Haomiao with resentful and unwilling eyes.

"Don't be afraid, I'll relieve you of your pain soon."

Seeing the youth raising the treasure sword expressionlessly, Stephanie Pons, in a moment of lucidity, mustered up a little strength and forced a sentence from the depths of her throat.

"Remember... to... return... my... badge..."

"Huh?"

Unexpectedly, she held out to say such a thing, Zhu Haomiao was stunned with the sword held high, not yet reacting when the girl's head tilted, pupils slowly dilating, losing the breath of life.

Looking at those gradually hollow and dim pupils, Zhu Haomiao blinked, lowering the long sword he held aloft.

In the next second, a seven-colored mist that others couldn't see rose from the girl's corpse and entered Zhu Haomiao's body, like a swallow returning to the forest.

Greedily absorbing desire and Qi Fortune, the youth's eyes flickered with mysterious black light, involuntarily revealing a smile of pleasure and enjoyment.

But soon, the death-extracted source quality and desires were completely devoured, the ethereal soul ejected from this plane, disappearing from perception.

Smacking his lips in satisfaction, Zhu Haomiao looked at the [Book of Black].

[Jealousy] +200, [Greed] +100, [Lust] +100

[Jealousy]: LV.4→LV.5 (178/1000)

[Dexterity] +4

[God] +2

[Strength] +2

Aside from the already near-levelling [Jealousy], the other two Original Sins were merely drops in the bucket!

A Golden-level mage only yielded this much?

Compared to when Hao Yi died, even a mere Silver-level native contributed 800 points of [Lust], Zhu Haomiao was thoughtfully frowning in contemplation.

It seems, as the level of Original Sin increases, the "value" of the same 1 point experience varies greatly...

At LV.0, 100 points might equate to only 1 point at LV.6!

As he pondered, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but reminisce about a certain battle, shaking his head nostalgically.

The middle-school syndrome Lord's gold content was still rising!

Sheathing the sword, Zhu Haomiao clasped his hands together in a devout prayer.

Hoping to encounter him again in other Illusion Realms...

Hoping he becomes well-fed and well-nourished, succulent and fleshy...

Ptui!

Wrong!

Hoping he remains healthy, safe, and joyful!

Amen~

Drawing a cross over his chest, Zhu Haomiao looked down at the gruesomely deceased girl's body, pursing his lips in distress.

After hesitating for a moment, the youth dragged the girl's body back to the lookout on the small hill, and as he passed by the corpses of several cold locust army members, a thought suddenly struck him.

It seems... there's oil to be squeezed...

Blinking, following the guidance of spirituality, Zhu Haomiao cut off the heads of the five locust army members, stacking them into a small corpse pile on the flat ground of the lookout.

In an instant, the simplistic ritual completed, a thin seven-colored mist materialized from the void, slowly seeping into the surface of the youth's body.

[Anger] +6

Emmmm...

Is that it?!!

Looking at those barely significant values, Zhu Haomiao pondered for a moment and sighed helplessly.

Well, something's better than nothing...

Sighing, the youth suddenly had a thought, glancing at the girl's body with empty eyes.

Cutting off her head as well... might it?

The daring thought flashed and vanished, and Zhu Haomiao finally suppressed the wicked thought, shaking his head.

She's not a locust army, randomly chopping heads doesn't seem very civilized or polite...

But in the next second, whimsical abstract thoughts flooded back.

If you don't chop off heads, it happens you can take advantage while it's hot...

Hehehe~

Caught halfway through the thought, Zhu Haomiao suddenly realized, pupils shrinking to pinpoints, taking a sharp intake of breath.

Absolute blasphemy!

Giving himself a hard slap, Zhu Haomiao took a deep breath, frantically constructing mental barriers for himself.

First, you are a [human]!

Second, you are a [human]!

Humans cannot, or at least should not, take advantage while it's hot...

Shuddering, Zhu Haomiao forcibly calmed himself, taking from the girl's body a golden badge engraved with an oak and crown before quickly leaving the small hill lookout.

Shortly after he left, the [teammates] who had come in response to the smoke signal arrived on the scene.

"Stephanie!!!"

Coming face-to-face with the girl's corpse leaning against the corner, head tilted, "broad-minded," several youths rushed over, faces grieving.

After a momentary grief, the descenders accustomed to life and death quickly composed themselves and regained their calm.

"The Holy Emblem is missing, it should have been reclaimed by the enemy."

"The committee will be responsible for recovering fallen combatants' badges, so there's no need to worry about that..."

Crouching down, the leading youth measured the nearly inch-wide circular hole in the girl's chest, his brows knitting together slowly.