Looking in the direction of his kneeling, Liran Campbell vaguely saw a blurry humanoid figure gradually emerging, with an oppressive sense of mysterious evil, drawing closer bit by bit.

    "What...is that?!!"

    An inexplicable feeling of suffocation dominated his mind, and Liran Campbell shivered in terror, his body covered in goosebumps, as if he were a frog stared down by a venomous snake; even his heartbeat nearly came to a standstill.

    The slender figure emerging from the darkness finally stood still not far from the altar, its face veiled under a black hood, only revealing a pair of terrifying eyes emitting a faint glow.

    Just meeting those eyes, Liran Campbell felt as though he saw Satan from Hell, unable to control himself as he let out a piercing scream.

    "Demon! Stay away from me!"

    Ignoring his wails, Zhu Haomiao looked around and discovered that the entire floor of the altar was engraved with a large, mysterious Seven-pointed Star Formation.

    Surrounding the formation, countless "believers" clasped Greed Coins in their hands, staring devoutly at him. Meanwhile, in the center of the Seven-pointed Star Formation, dozens of figures on the brink of mental collapse seemed to sense something, screaming at him frantically.

    Some begged for mercy, some threatened, some wailed pathetically, while others tried to offer wealth to buy their lives back...

    But without exception, they exuded an overpoweringly thick scent of "sin"!

    Wilson had already, without realizing it, helped shatter their shells, their fragile spirits on the verge of collapse, exposed defenselessly to the radiation of the Book of Black.

    Taking a deep breath, Zhu Haomiao seemed to savor a delicious feast and closed his eyes in rapture.

    Each of them was truly a talent!

    Rape, murder, drug trafficking...

    If they were even slightly humanized, they wouldn''t be so deeply sinful...

    Feeling the malice and cause and effect lingering upon them, Zhu Haomiao opened his eyes, a sinister and eerie glow emanating from within the depths of his pupils.

    Keeping you alive would just make rice more expensive in this world!

    "Greed!"

    The deep and sonorous muttering was nothing like a human''s voice; it was more akin to the growl of some giant carnivorous beast.

    The layered echoes seemed to come from the depths of the earth or resound from within each person''s heart.

    In an ominous feeling, everyone present felt their scalp tingling, goosebumps rising all over, sensing something terrifying and indescribable was slowly descending!

    With a twisted reality, the authority of the Book of Black manipulated cause and effect, materializing the elusive laws into observable ''phenomena.''

    Ka-cha ka-cha~

    "Aaaaaahhh ooooooohhhh!!!!!!!"

    The bone-twisting noises, chillingly like firecrackers, crackled through the air.

    As if foreseeing the arrival of death, Liran Campbell clasped tightly onto an old silver-plated cross around his neck, praying devoutly amidst desperation and agony.

    "Lord, I beseech your salvation!"

    "May the Holy Light shine upon my soul and lift me to Heaven!"

    "I beseech Guardian Angel Gabriel for protection, absolve my sins..."

    In a realm invisible to mortals, a Holy Light descended from the void, enveloping Liran Campbell, seemingly about to guide his soul to Heaven.

    But as Zhu Haomiao raised his eyes for a glance, infinite darkness surged forth, like a curtain covering everything, obliterating and devouring the blazing holy light.

    Ka-cha~

    Each finger clasped around the cross twisted one by one in a spiraling motion, endless pain and despair filling Liran Campbell''s mind, rendering him incapable of further prayer, only able to emit piercing screams instinctively.

    In the next moment, the twisted fingers folded into reverse joints, unable to grasp anything further, as the old cross slowly fell to the ground, covered by gushing blood...

    Yet at the same time, in a church dozens of kilometers away, an exquisite young girl deep in contemplative meditation opened her eyes, illusory wings unfurling behind her, pouring pure golden flames from her eyes, illuminating the entire church as if it were broad daylight.

    She slowly raised her head to gaze into the void, hearing the fleeting sound of despairing confession.

    Meanwhile, at the center of another altar, accompanied by the shrill wails of the dying "sacrifices," they seemed to be lifted into the air by invisible hands, undergoing refinement, purification, reformation, and condensation under mystical laws, gradually blooming into a mesmerizing golden hue.

    In the fearful yet greedy gaze of all "believers," one by one, Gold Coins slowly formed, hovering in the air like a myriad of stars.

    Simultaneously, the twisted corpses crushed into residue fell back to the center of the altar, forming a grotesque and terrifying pyramid of corpses.

    Immediately, the myriad of golden stars converged downward, heaping into a small "gold mountain" at the peak of the pyramid formed by corpses.

    Finally, the layered dried-up twisted corpses formed a base, together with the beautifully alluring golden pinnacle, creating a symbolic, evil yet sacred terrifying pyramid!

    Just looking at this unusual and bizarre scene, everyone inexplicably recalled the patterns engraved on the Greed Coins, instantly understanding something, trembling all over as they bowed their heads.

    Zhu Haomiao waved his hand, and the "Pyramid Peak" in the center of the Seven-pointed Star altar detached from the base of corpses, slowly floating in mid-air, faintly releasing splendid and beautiful golden light.

    Then, glancing at the devout figure kneeling not far away, the young man smiled contentedly.

    "Wilson."

    "Yes, my lord!"

    "You''ve done well."

    Zhu Haomiao snapped his fingers, and a few brilliant golden lights flashed forth from the suspended "Pyramid Peak," landing in Wilson''s palm.

    Then, watching him frenziedly and joyously absorb these Greed Coins, Zhu Haomiao lifted his gaze towards the equally excited and thrilled "believers."

    "You all did well too."

    With a gentle wave of his hand, a cascade of golden light rained down, with everyone receiving one or two Greed Coins.

    "Enjoy your blessings..."

    With a hint of a sinister smile, Zhu Haomiao slowly stepped back a few paces, retreating back into the darkness untouched by light, as the floating "Pyramid Peak" in the air also seemed to be hidden by a curtain, gradually dissipating into nothingness.

    Almost instinctively, a throng of believers understood the true use of the Greed Coins, deliriously using them to "purchase" whatever they desired!

    "I want youth!"

    "I want beauty!"

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    As the coins melted into thick black liquid, seeping into their skin, dry wrinkles vanished bit by bit, maliciously ugly features turned beautiful, and bodies hollowed by opium became full once more...

    Exchanging the "value" extracted from the numerous sacrifices, everyone "bought" whatever they desired!

    Lifespan, youth, beauty, health...

    Everything...everything...