Chapter 106: Addiction
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I'm Really Not the Demon God's Lackey Chapter 106: Addiction

Gulp.

Vincent could clearly hear himself swallowing. At this moment, all was deathly silent.

He watched the bookstore owner handing over the silver holy emblem with a beaming face and didn't dare put his own hands up to receive it.

Vincent was wrong! He had been gravely mistaken!

The problem was the bookstore owner and not the bookstore or other supernatural creatures!

Vincent had come across common creation techniques and methods used by black magicians when reading up in the church's archives.

More than a hundred souls were trapped within that stone gargoyle, acting as its core impetus and letting it possess immense power.

He could practically sense his certain death if the stone gargoyle was to 'come alive'!

Through 'Eyes of the Moon,' Vincent saw that every single of those resentful souls were transcendent beings that had died under excruciatingly painful and bitter circumstances. Their souls were fused together into a huge mass of energy and became the will of this stone sculpture.

This was a skill only a black magician of a similar rank could possess.

On top of that, the black magician who created this stone gargoyle must have definitely been extremely cruel to have killed so many people cold-bloodedly.

But regardless of who the creator was, possessing it meant that the bookstore owner was definitely a transcendent being of at least Destructive-rank.

That spine-chilling rose made Vincent feel as if he was staring at a dark abyss.Its avaricious mouth lined with teeth seemed as if it was always wanting to devour something... and anything devoured would never return.

Vincent's fear of this rose was even greater than that of the stone gargoyle.

"What's the matter, Father?"

Lin Jie watched the blindfolded priest in astonishment and wondered why the other party wasn't taking the pot. But when he thought about how this was a blind person, Lin Jie realized that passing it at a height wasn't the right thing to do. Thus, he placed the pot on the table, intentionally making a light tapping sound before saying, "I'll pla

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Translator Notes

Smoking... kills~

Novel Notes


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