Novels online

Chapter 229

On the surface, the majority of supernatural artifacts that weren't part of the Righteous Gods would be destroyed to prevent the spread of dangerous entities in this world, but that was only true for some unorthodox supernatural artifacts.

Ever since he had seen through the nature of this world being reduced to a breeding farm, Negri understood that the seven Righteous Gods' harvesting of this world was comprehensive.

From the perspective of truly powerful entities, the third stage of release was the true beginning of their path to power. Before that, the third stage of release could be achieved with a large amount of resources, of course, the prerequisite was that one's willpower had to be able to resist the infection of the [Origin].

After the third stage of release, what mattered was the construction and deeper understanding of one's path, only then could one truly be considered to be walking on the path to power.

This path wasn't something that could be created by simply sitting around and thinking about it. It required a large amount of observation of the truth of the universe, the essence of the [Origin], and the integration of that knowledge into one's own path through wisdom.

For this reason, the seven Righteous Gods didn't simply harvest the world's Source Power, they would also allow a certain amount of the world's Source Power to flow out and stimulate the sparks of wisdom of the people of the world, thus obtaining inspiration and harvesting the thoughts within.

For this reason, the churches of the seven Righteous Gods wouldn't destroy any interesting supernatural research, but would instead preserve it until the God Offering Day, which was also the day of harvest, when they would hand it over to the Righteous Gods.

The majority of the supernatural knowledge that these people researched might seem foolish to the Righteous Gods, but as long as a small portion of it was researched from a different point of view and could be enlightened by the Righteous Gods, it would be worth it.

For this reason, the Sun Shadow church must have a storage room for supernatural research, and from the information provided by the internal personnel I bribed, I can confirm that this storage room does indeed exist. As Negri walked on the street in the middle of the night, he thought about the goal of his plan this time.

The higher the status of a member of the Sun Shadow church, the more devout they would be towards their God. However, sometimes, faith wouldn't be able to improve a person's other qualities. They would also be greedy and lustful, so as long as one could grasp their weakness, it would be very simple to obtain some information.

Through a combination of information, Negri found the general area of the storage room, followed by the Hermit Order's various probing, as well as the Shade Attendants' constant infiltration and investigation, they finally confirmed the exact location of the storage room.

Negri stopped, glanced at a certain house on the side, and smiled with interest.

The serial killer Birosius was currently hiding inside, devoutly working on his task to cut off the pinky finger of the owner of this house.

After carefully cleaning up his little finger, Birosius placed it into a cloth bag and sighed in relief.

His power came from an Evil God, and this Evil God needed a woman's pinky as a medium.

Only by offering the little finger to God and letting it become a part of God could the Evil God establish a connection with the human world. The little finger would then become an existence of both human and God. The more little fingers he had, the more power he could use of the Evil God.

Everything that had happened during this period of time was giving Birosius a headache.

He concealed his identity and became the butler of the Farnate family, helping them manage their store, so no one could connect him to the serial killer who hunted down the pinky finger, but he didn't expect to be implicated by the Farnate family's trivial matter and expose his identity.

Originally, he thought it was just a normal suicide, but he didn't expect the Soundless cult to be implicated as well. The police detectives who had eaten too much immediately led their own men to search the entire house. He had no choice but to act and kill most of them, then unfortunately ran into the true patrolling knights of the Sun Shadow church. He only managed to take away a portion of the finger, which caused his strength to drop.

Not too long ago, a young Glory knight and Chromie worked together to force him into a desperate situation, if not for his good luck, he would have already been arrested.

That detestable brat Chromie didn't have any supernatural powers, but his understanding of swordsmanship and combat was nothing short of genius.

Not to mention that Glory knight, with his well-honed swordsmanship and perfect combat skills, if the other party was just a bit stronger, he would have most likely died there and then.

That was why Birosius was in such a hurry to hunt down more fingers.

There were already several pouches hanging on his waist, the feeling of power surging through him made him extremely addicted, which was also the reason why he didn't want to leave Lohr. The shelf life of a finger wasn't permanent, once it rotted away, it would lose its effectiveness.

And the only place in the vicinity that had a suitable target was Lohr. Losing those fingers was already a huge pain to him, if he couldn't replenish them, he felt like he would go insane.

However, right at that moment, an ominous feeling arose in his heart. He turned around, only to see that outside the window, a person was standing on top of the roof, arms crossed, staring at him with an interested gaze.

Compared to this person, even the bewitching full moon in the sky seemed to have lost its luster and became the background. The person in front of him was an even more ominous and deadly existence, an uncontrollable sense of fear welled up from the bottom of his heart.

"May I know who you are, and what do you want?" Birosius suppressed the fear in his heart and asked with a low voice.

"I need you to do something for me." Negri observed this person. This person's abilities weren't too bad, and Negri had already considered taking him into the Hermit Order, but this person still had a few secrets on him that might cause problems if he went too far.

"May I ask what you need me to do, your excellency?" Birosius lowered his head. He understood very well that in front of an existence stronger than himself, if he didn't have the means to resist, the only thing he could do when the other party made a request was to accept it.

"Just accept my gift." Negri leapt down from the roof, swung his arm to cut off the iron window, then landed in front of Birosius and tapped his finger on Birosius's forehead.

As soon as Negri approached him, Birosius' Evil God power wanted to manifest from his body, but some sort of power directly enveloped the finger on his waist, cutting off the connection between him and his finger, instantly causing him to lose the ability to fight.

Negri didn't stop at all and simply tapped his finger on Birosius's forehead. The germs quickly assimilated Birosius's forehead, turning it into a block of butter that allowed Negri's finger to pierce through.

The finger turned into a large amount of germs that flowed into Birosius' brain, transmitting all sorts of complicated knowledge into Birosius' mind.

Just as Negri had said, this was only his gift, but whether or not he could accept this gift would depend entirely on Birosius' character.

Regardless, Negri had considered this for the other party's sake and decided to use a relatively gentle method of infusion. A soul that had yet to release their [Origin] would at least not die from receiving this knowledge, but it would be quite embarrassing if there were any side effects.