Black Book

Chapter 57 Infiltration
After taking a deep look at these blond-haired and blue-eyed foreign mercenaries, Zhu Haomiao turned away without any reluctance and quickly disappeared into the night.

Soon, heavy rain accompanied by lightning and thunder covered the sky and the earth. Even the light of the street lamps seemed dim in the fierce rain. A ghostly black shadow bypassed the patrol team, sneaked into the villa silently, and carefully avoided several security guards on the first floor.

When passing the first floor, Zhu Haomiao could vaguely sense that those muscular security guards contained enormous power in their bodies. They radiated their energy fluctuations unscrupulously, like conspicuous torches.

Or, have these indigenous extraordinary beings not learned how to restrain and conceal their energy fluctuations?

But no matter what, the energy radiation of each of these guys is stronger than mine. In a one-on-one fight, I might have a good chance of winning, but in a one-on-many fight... plus the guns in their hands... if they will definitely cooperate...

Emmmm…

Fortunately, my equipment can hide my aura...

Looking down at the cloak that wrapped him tightly, Zhu Haomiao sighed sincerely in his heart.

But he also knew that if the heavy rain had not caused the security guards to gather in the house and play cards lazily, and if there was no blind spot patrol, he really would not be able to sneak in without alerting them.

After all, one's equipment only conceals one's aura and weakens one's presence, but it is not true invisibility.

Secretly shaking his head, Zhu Haomiao activated the [Plum Blossom Step] to make his steps lighter, and moved silently to the second floor.

He could sense that his gold coins were not far away.

The dark corridor on the second floor was silent. The owner of the villa seemed to have fallen asleep. Only a dim light was visible through the crack of the door of a room at the end of the corridor.

The thick carpet made Zhu Haomiao's movements more covert. He walked to the end of the corridor and stood outside the study. Through the door, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

At such a close distance, he could already clearly lock onto the [Greedy Gold Coin] in the house, and even the situation around the gold coin was projected into the depths of his soul.

In his perception, a handsome middle-aged white man with a delicate moustache was holding gold coins and playing with them lovingly, his eyes full of greed and fanaticism.

With five fingers on the door handle and about to push the door open, Zhu Haomiao suddenly paused and raised the corners of his mouth with interest.

He had a vague premonition that the [Greed Coin] had "corroded" a crack in the middle-aged white man's mind. He could activate the power of the [Black Book] to contaminate the mind through this crack and completely disintegrate his mental defenses from the inside out.

On the other side a few meters away, Murray was admiring the gold coins in his hand with a magnifying glass under the light, unaware of the danger.

"It's so beautiful! It's so beautiful! It's really a work of art!"

“Who on earth forged this holy object?”

“I can feel the supreme divinity from it!”

"Maybe... I should go check on those yellow monkeys again... and force them to tell me the origin of the gold coins, so that they won't be killed by those rude jailers..."

While muttering to himself, Murray suddenly felt a chill on his back. He followed the sensation and looked towards the door. The door, which had been tightly closed, opened a little bit, revealing a thick darkness that even light could not penetrate.

The sticky and strange darkness poured in through the crack in the door like liquid, and in the deep darkness outside the door, something seemed to be twisting and wriggling.

"Humph! What's the matter with that trick?"

With a cold snort, Murray carefully put the gold coin into the inner pocket, close to his heart, and then took the knight's sword from the table and drew it out of the sheath skillfully.
Amid the clear sound of the sword, holy light visible to the naked eye gushed out, lingering around the sword like a flame.

"God said, let there be light!"

He raised his sword and pointed it, and the hot and bright holy light dispelled the darkness, revealing a thin human figure shrouded in a black cloak.

"A primitive, ignorant country...even the demons are so stupid!"

With a cold sneer, Murray fearlessly raised his sword and stepped forward. The sharp holy light drew a straight golden line in the air, taking the enemy's head directly.

shuh~
The thin figure dodged like a ghost, and the sword light only scratched a corner of his cloak without hurting his body at all.

But he only used 60% of his strength in the tentative sword move. The knight's sword in Murray's hand drew an arc smoothly, locking onto the enemy's vital points like a thorn in the flesh.

The thin figure moved swiftly and agilely like a monkey, but the brilliant sword light seemed to be a giant net that held him tightly. No matter how he rushed left or right, he could not break free from the sword net.

Finally, the gradually tightening sword net blocked all space for dodging, and the thin figure seemed like a beast trapped in despair, with his eyes hidden in the shadow of the hood emitting an evil and violent red light.

thump~
A punch hit the back of the sword accurately. The huge force transmitted from the hilt made Murray's eyes focus. He used the enemy's force to draw a circle with the sword. His whole body spun like a top and chopped to the other side of the enemy.

No one expected Murray's sword moves to be so fast. The skinny enemy couldn't dodge in time, and a narrow gap was cut horizontally on his chest. Blood gushed out immediately, and the white bones could be vaguely seen deep in the wound!
Murray seriously injured the enemy with one sword, and then he gracefully swung the sword with a scornful smile.

"Tell me, who sent you?"

The holy light attached to the sword did not cause any additional damage to the enemy. At this time, Murray had already determined that the opponent was not a demon, but a human being with flesh and blood.

Since he is a human being, his origin is worth exploring.

In just a moment, Murray's mind flashed through the names of more than a dozen competitors, all of whom had motives to send assassins to attack him.

But after thinking about it, he felt that these competitors were not so stupid. Even if they sent a killer, they should not just send such a stupid guy who pretended to be a ghost.

But at this moment, the enemy who had been silent suddenly rose up without warning.

Murray frowned slightly as he watched the other party, regardless of his own injuries, rushing towards him with a tragic momentum of dying together.

A death warrior?
In a flash, Murray's thoughts raced through his mind, but his hands moved at no slow pace.

The sharp knight's sword drew a pure golden sword light from bottom to top, tearing the human body like cutting tofu, almost cutting the enemy in half along the central axis.

The short enemy flew back at a faster speed than when he came, spitting out blood. Two sword marks, one horizontal and one vertical, left a bloody cross on his chest and abdomen!

Like a fish that had been cut open, the internal organs in the chest and abdomen were exposed to the air without any cover, emitting a strong smell of blood.

But when Murray saw this scene, he not only did not feel disgusted, but his pupils shrank and he showed ecstasy.

(End of this chapter)