Chapter 710: 710: The Gift of Desire
Chapter 710: 710: The Gift of Desire
Chapter 710: Chapter 710: The Gift of Desire
The sin of Gluttony was laid bare at this moment, with the Phoenix Fire as its source, as blood and flames spread throughout the entire hall. Blood seeped out from under Shard’s hands, as the black tablecloth gradually turned blood-red.
Shard, dressed in bloodied garments, sat at one end of the empty long table. As he rose from his prostrate position, the gold and silver cutlery began to fall from above, and within the firelight, the enticingly aromatic food shifted from illusion to reality. The shiny plates reflected the light from the gold candlesticks ignited by the Phoenix Fire. Snowfall was nowhere to be seen high above; on the contrary, the power of sin drew upon more of the corrupt forces that Shard had once devoured.
Like at a Divine Banquet, rows of sharp fangs hung down in the blood-light, and the heavy scent of blood even stained the scared statues hidden in the shadows with a tinge of crimson.
The interplay of blood and firelight made the dark banquet hall all the more elusive. Within the Fishbone Pirate Ship, Shard utilized the power of the Little Match Girl as a foundation to exhibit the strength of the Lord of the Blood Feast. And at this moment, by increasingly proficient application of the Gluttony power, he revived the eerie blood-red banquet with the Phoenix Fire alone.
“Has the Phoenix awakened?”
Mr. Armand Bernhardt of the Vampire Kind was not surprised by Shard’s display of power, attributing it instead to the Ancient One atop the mountain. And Sister Delphine, with her silver eyepatch reflecting the blood-light, slightly turned her head to look at Shard, as if faced with an incomprehensible question.
“Blood Feast…”
The owner of the mansion, that old, decrepit man, showed a look of surprise for the first time. He tried to stand up using the table for support, but failed, only able to stare wide-eyed at the young man dressed in bloodied garments at the other end of the table:
“What do you want to do?”
Though somewhat panicked, he maintained his composure.
“You just need to answer one question of mine.”
Even with the support of the Phoenix Flame, the Spirit within Shard still flowed swiftly through him. It was through the power of “Gluttony,” sedimented in the divinity, that he could recreate this scene time and again, but the consumption of this spectacle was even greater than the Maze Lock:
“When we were playing cards just now, did you cheat?”
The blood-clothed Shard asked in a deep voice.
The old man’s corpse-like pallid lips writhed slightly:
“Leave this place; consider that I have lost this gamble.”
“Do you admit to your sin?”
“Yes, I cheated. That is the sin of lies and deception, and I won’t deny it.”
“Hand over the pearl earrings I want, the Fire of Karmic Sin the nun desires, and the Blood Chalice this gentleman wants.”
“I can give them to you, but you too must answer my question.”
He lunged forward with his hands on the table, and at the same time, all of the statues around turned towards Shard, their eyes glaring fiercely at him. The spreading blood mist seemed to be hit by an invisible wind, and the hanging fangs above jostled against each other.
Representing the power of Karmic Sin, pure black lines invaded the Blood Feast. The red and black forces collided in the unseen twisted void, and the intense clash of blood and sin, fire and malice, shattered all the surrounding glass.
Mr. Bernhardt quickly covered his head and dodged, while the nun placed her hands together on her lap, the firelight and blood color reflecting on the flawless eyepatch as she continued to “stare” at Shard.
Clearly, although Shard had the upper hand, the mansion’s owner was not without any power to fight back:
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