Black Book

Chapter 51: Holy Light Covers Up Sin
Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao frowned in dissatisfaction and shook his head in sorrow.

"You are so confused! Even if I kill you, the money will still be mine! I am asking if you have anything valuable hidden!"

"what?"

De Oliveira was once again confused and didn't know how to respond.

Seeing this, Zhu Haomiao sighed in disappointment and slowly stood up.

The shadow of the young man gradually enveloped de Oliveira. In the silhouette against the light, de Oliveira seemed to see a demon with its hideous and terrifying fangs.

"No! Don't come over!"

Extreme fear shrouded his heart. Like a stressed wild cat, De Oliveira screamed wildly, supported his body with his hands and struggled to crawl backwards. The blood gushing from his thighs dragged a long "red carpet" on the ground.

"Relax, it's normal to feel a little pain."

As the young man spoke, de Oliveira felt an evil and ruthless force descend from nowhere, lifting his body up little by little and suspending it in the air.

As if foreseeing his fate of death, de Oliveira calmed down in the deepest despair and murmured prayers devoutly.

"Lord! Help me to truly begin to glimpse Your Holy Presence in my life! Help me to surrender myself completely to You, and bask in Your Light, no matter how evil may prevail."

"Lord! Help me to clean up and tidy up my spiritual life and remove everything that is not right and cannot do your will!"

"Lord! Keep me away from the chaos created by Satan and those sinful things."

"Lord! Help me to resist evil! Make Satan lose his power over me!"

As De Oliveira prayed, Zhu Haomiao frowned in disgust and subconsciously looked up at the void. He felt a mysterious energy pouring down like a beam of light, preventing the power of the [Black Book] from being released.

Bang, bang, bang!
Zhu Haomiao could clearly feel the original sin beating like a heart in the depths of de Oliveira's soul, but the holy column of light descending from the void bound and suppressed it tightly, preventing it from interfering with matter and distorting reality.

"The divine light covers up the filthy sins. How hypocritical it is!"

Zhu Haomiao smiled coldly and followed his instinct to activate the original sin power of [Greed], crossing the timeline and borrowing some power from his future self.

"greedy."

Evil whispers that no one else could hear echoed in his soul, and something seemed to break out of his heart. De Oliveira's eyes widened instantly, and his eyeballs were squeezed out of their sockets.

The surreal will interfered with the material world. Dark light invisible to the naked eye broke out of the body, instantly annihilating the holy light that penetrated the void. The power of the [Black Book] was slowly activated again.

Bang bang bang~
The sturdy human body twisted in a spiral little by little, and the hard bones were the first to break and shatter. The white bone stumps pierced the muscles and skin, twisting into strange and deformed angles.

Afterwards, the invisible force gradually strengthened, and every vertebra of De Oliveira was twisted apart. The whole person was twisted in a spiral, circle after circle... From head to toe, he was like a wet towel that was wrung out bit by bit to squeeze out every valuable ingredient.

Blood, brain fluid, bone marrow, melted organs...

Even the original things at the symbolic level were squeezed out, merged together, purified and tempered under the power of the [Black Book], and condensed into a bewitching and brilliant golden color.

Hey~
Zhu Haomiao stretched out his hand, and the gold coins collided with each other, making a light and pleasant sound, and flew into his palm.

[Greed] +250
[Greed]: LV.1→LV.2 (150/200)

[Spirit] +1 [Energy] +1
Feeling the surging energy in the void pouring into his soul, Zhu Haomiao took a deep breath in ecstasy. The colonists with blood on their hands are more "nutritious" than the ghouls...

Although it cannot be converted into cash in a short period of time, the process of strengthening this foundation bit by bit is also very addictive.

It’s like seeing the balance on your bank card increase every day. Even if you don’t use it for the time being, it makes you feel refreshed and confident.

However, thinking of the balance, Zhu Haomiao looked at the five gold coins with blood on his palm. He watched them swallow up the red like a sponge and become even more golden. He narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

This is greed incarnate...

When I harvest sin, I seem to be able to adjust the ratio between [greed] and [gold coins]...

And this gold coin seems to have more magical uses...

Just as he was thinking about it, Wilson came up and respectfully handed over a stack of banknotes.

"My Lord, here are all the notes I found with him, to the value of three thousand seven hundred taels, and three hundred pounds."

Zhu Haomiao took the banknotes handed over by Wilson and nodded with satisfaction. Suddenly, he had an idea. A gorgeous gold coin appeared at his fingertips. With a light flick of his thumb, the coin drew a beautiful parabola in the air and flew towards Wilson in a rotation.

buzz~
The gold coin spun at high speed, making a crisp sound of breaking through the air. Wilson's dull and unfocused eyes suddenly shrank, like a starving beast. He grabbed the gold coin that flew in front of him, holding it greedily and excitedly, ecstatic.

Immediately, the gold coin melted in his palm at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a dark liquid as viscous as crude oil, seeping into his skin bit by bit.

As the dark liquid merged into his soul, the dim black light in Wilson's eyes gradually bloomed, like a drug addict who was high, rolling his eyes with a ferocious expression, and his gaze became more twisted and empty, and more unpredictable.

Observing his condition carefully, Zhu Haomiao clearly felt that the connection between himself and Wilson had deepened.

If I could only bewitch him before, now I can control him to a certain extent!

What would happen if I continued to grant him [Greed Coins]?

Can he be completely "bribed"?

Zhu Haomiao narrowed his eyes with interest, but after looking at the only four gold coins left in his hand, he suppressed his bold idea.

"I'll leave the rest to you."

After taking a look at the corpse that had become a twisted wreckage, Zhu Haomiao quietly faded away.

The black light in Wilson's pupils that was invisible to others was wriggling and rolling. Looking at the direction the boy left, he took off his hat and touched his chest, lowering his head deeply like a devout believer.

"Yes, my lord."

Dozens of minutes later, in a luxurious and elegant room in the best hotel in the International Settlement, Zhu Haomiao took off his cloak, lay on the sofa and looked at the scenery outside the window.

This is the most luxurious guest room in Shanghai. Although it does not have the fancy names of later generations, its services and facilities already have the rudiments of a presidential suite.

"Brother Feng is not lying to me. As long as you let go of your moral bottom line, it is very easy to make money..."

(End of this chapter)