Black Book

Chapter 101 Sacrifice
"What do you mean?"

"You became famous in your last fight. Now, most silver-level players will probably admit defeat when facing you. After all, the scene you created before was indeed a bit outrageous. I was terrified just by watching it..."

"what?"

"But don't worry. After these two rounds of competition, your hidden score will definitely be off the charts. The next time the system automatically matches you, there is a high probability that you will be assigned a gold-level opponent!"

"........."

Is this a good thing?

After frowning and thinking for two seconds, Zhu Haomiao suddenly remembered something and looked at Feng Zhaobai beside him with clear eyes.

Before he could speak, Feng Zhaobai smiled and raised a finger.

"The opponent is an ordinary silver level. You have completed the task, 100 points."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Haomiao breathed a sigh of relief and used the contribution points he had just obtained without hesitation.

"Brother Feng, please help me exchange for the sixth level of [Layer Power]."

Taking the dragon emblem handed over by the young man, Feng Zhaobai looked him up and down with strange eyes.

"You have broken through the fifth level of [Dielang Jin], and have achieved great success?"

After taking a look at the skills in the [Book of Black], Zhu Haomiao calmly shook his head.

"Not yet. I'm stuck at the fourth bottleneck, but it will be soon."

Looking at the young man's calm appearance, Feng Zhaobai and Wang Hua looked at each other, and saw the complex emotions that were hard to describe in each other's eyes.

No matter how perverted you are, you must abide by the Basic Law!
Bottlenecks are a thing that everyone is equal to, and they emphasize randomness. Why should it be as easy for you to break through them as eating and drinking water? !
The key is that this thing is uncontrollable!
How can you be so sure?!

What’s even more frightening is that we don’t even think there’s anything wrong with such outrageous remarks. Instead, we feel relieved as if it’s justified.

Although it's outrageous, but when I think about it being him, it feels normal...

"You [God's Destiny] really deserve to die!"

Hearing Wang Hua's gritting teeth complaint, Feng Zhaobai glared at him dimly.

"Not every [God's Fate] is the same as him, so don't hurt him by mistake."

Zhu Haomiao: “…………”

After saying that, Feng Zhaobai turned around to arrange the exchange, while Wang Hua continued to stare at Zhu Haomiao with a look of grief and anger.

"Senior Brother Wang..."

"Do you know how long it took me to break through from a minor skill to a major skill?"

"Uh……"

"Five years! Do you know how I spent these five years?!"

"........."

Looking at Wang Hua's excited expression, Zhu Haomiao took two steps back calmly, fearing that he would say, "You are dead today, even Jesus can't save you!"
Fortunately, after venting his excitement, Wang Hua changed his tone and entered the sage mode.

"Alas... You, the chosen ones, will never understand the pain of us mortals..."

Before he could finish his words, a slap landed on Wang Hua's head, forcing him to squat with his hands covering his head.

"I remember that you are a top-level [Heroic Destiny], and you are only one step away from [God's Destiny]. What are you, a mortal?!"

Feng Zhaobai rolled his eyes at him unhappily and casually returned the [Dragon Emblem] to Zhu Haomiao.

"In front of this guy, what's the difference between me and a mortal?!"

Wang Hua covered his head and retorted indignantly.

Hearing this, Feng Zhaobai's expression paused, and he nodded in a speechless manner.

"That's true..."

Not to mention [British Destiny], even though they both had [Divine Destiny], Feng Zhaobai himself felt that there was an invisible "gulf" between him and the young man.

The opponent's growth rate is too terrifying! It is so terrifying that even [God's Destiny] can't understand it!
On the other hand, realizing that the atmosphere was unfavorable to him, Zhu Haomiao decisively changed the subject.

"By the way, Senior Brother Wang, can I play another game?"

When it came to business, Wang Hua's face became serious and he stood up.

"Not today. Cutting in on a match is already an unconventional move. If I continue to do this, I will be punished."

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao sighed with pretended regret.

"That's okay..."

"If we follow the formal process, the next match can be arranged as early as the day after tomorrow. Do you want to sign up?"

Seeing the young man's regretful look as he did not have enough fun, Wang Hua proposed a compromise.

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao pondered for a few seconds and shook his head.

"I will have to return to the real world in a few days to recuperate. Maybe next time."

The main reason is that after he returns today, he will enter the pupae stage and will not be suitable for fierce fighting.

After exchanging pleasantries with the two of them for a while, Zhu Haomiao decisively said goodbye.

On the way back to the hotel, Zhu Haomiao suddenly sensed something. He looked up and gazed into the distance. His sight penetrated the barriers of time and space, and a black light rolling and steaming like flames was reflected in his eyes.

..............................

"Praise my Lord, I offer the sinners as sacrifices to you..."

"Pray that the light of original sin may shine upon the world..."

"Give us salvation..."

In the dark and empty underground altar, a group of mysterious figures shrouded in black cloaks knelt devoutly, holding a shining gold coin in their hands and whispering prayers.

In front of them, dozens of dying "sacrifices" with broken limbs were piled in the center of the altar, wriggling and struggling in fear and powerlessness.

Among them, the leader, a middle-aged white man with blond hair and blue eyes, was roaring and cursing hysterically.

"You lunatics! You demons! God will punish you, and your souls will go to hell forever!!"

However, no one paid any attention to his roar. Only a figure covered in a hooded cloak slowly walked up to him.

"Mr. Liran Campbell, we are all sinners. You don't think you can go to heaven, do you?"

Along with the joking words, the man slowly took off his hood, revealing an angular and elegant face.

"I bought an indulgence, God will forgive me!"

"And you! Wilson! You actually turned to the devil! The Church will never let you go!"

"Your soul will fall into the lake of fire and suffer eternal torment!"

Hearing this cowardly curse, Wilson smiled scornfully.

"Dear Mr. Liran Campbell, you are confused!"

"God is 'merciful'. No matter what I have done, as long as I buy indulgences, God will forgive me, just like... He will forgive you..."

"?!!"

With Wilson's blasphemous mutterings echoing in his ears, Liran Campbell's eyes widened and he opened his mouth to speak, but found that he could not refute.

"No...it's not like that...it's not like that..."

Looking at Li Ran Campbell's collapsed and desperate expression, Wilson changed the subject and smiled fanatically.

"Being a sacrifice to our Lord is a glory bestowed upon you by God. Be thankful, you greedy sinner!"

Gently stroking Li Ran Campbell's head, Wilson's eyes were filled with dark light, and his originally elegant and gentlemanly smile inexplicably became cold and evil.

At this moment, Wilson seemed to sense something. He turned around and knelt devoutly towards the thick darkness that the dim light could not reach.

(End of this chapter)