Chapter 694

In the banquet hall on the third floor of the Sin Mansion, Armand Bernhardt looked at the cards in his hand, sweating profusely, feeling his heart thumping. Blood-kin had no heartbeat, so this was a hallucination from his nervousness.

He now fully understood why, in the information he had obtained, there were almost no cases of people escaping after meeting the master of the mansion. The other party played cards by the rules, but could draw the most advantageous cards every time.

After Xia De fell into a coma, the other party drew 21 points three times in a row, followed by a combination of 【Steam Mechanical Ship】. And this time, that aged fellow actually drew the Sun 13 【Charity Organization · Snake Heart Hospital】, a card that could adjust the total points to 21 if one threw the dice three times and got 20 points each time.

Then, he actually used those dice, which looked like human bone material, to throw three 20s.

It was not that Armand Bernhardt had never played Rod cards with those highly skilled card sharps, but this time, he could not chop off the cheater's hands.

Thinking of this, he looked at the young man slumped over again, then looked across the table at the blind nun, who looked more and more bizarre the more he looked at her, and asked with quite a bit of hope:

"Nun, do you have any other way?"

The nun shook her head slightly:

"I am not good at playing cards."

As she spoke, she drew the next card. Without needing to look, she displayed the card on the table:

"Founding · Silver Moon, I want to adjust point 3 to point 5, twenty-one points."

Flipping over the hole card, the nun signaled that she had finished this round. In this round, relying on that magical card, she barely managed to tie with the master of the mansion.

"But what am I to do?"

The worried middle-aged man looked at the points in front of him and, after announcing the addition of 1 unit of ordinary Gluttony, drew another card. If he didn't draw, the current 11 points from the Sun 6 and Sun 5 in his hand would definitely lose this round; drawing might still give him a chance of winning.

Flipping over the card, it was his special card, the Sun 1 suit 【Old Continent Southern Scenery · Fertile Soil Vineyard】. Armand Bernhardt immediately raised his eyebrows:

"If you already possess cards of the three suits of Moon, Star, and Flower in your hand, this card can be adjusted between 1, 2, and 3."

But this card was only the third card drawn, so this condition could not be met.

"Then I will take another card, the additional bet is 1 unit of ordinary..."

He glanced at his parchment:

"Greed."

Flipping over the card, he finally revealed a smile; it was Xia De's card 【Primitive Steam Engine · Mark IX】. Suit: Sun 10.

When drawing this card, if you already hold at least two cards in your hand, and all held cards are of the Sun suit, you can adjust the number of this card between 9 and 10.

"Luck has finally arrived. Adjust Sun 10 to Sun 9, 6+5+1+9, connect, fate! Blood pierces the sun, it is 21 points. It seems my Lord is still protecting me."

He displayed the card, and the aged old man at the end of the table shook his head:

"Do not be too happy, this round is a draw; you have neither lost nor gained. Not enough, far from enough..."

It seemed that because the outsiders had actually drawn 21 points in this round, wasting a round of time, his words carried more malice than before.

The attitude of the mansion master directly affected the environment. The already dim room became even more oppressive. The firelight of the gas lamps on the walls flickered and became dim, and large patches of shadows from the dense human figurines projected toward the long table in the center, while pitch-black patterns spread from under the old man's chair along the ground in all directions.

"Our sins have not been settled yet, you cannot take action against us!"

Mr. Bernhardt reminded him hurriedly, while "signaling" the nun with his eyes to say something, but the afterglow of flames had already appeared on the nun, and she was ready for battle.

"Rest assured, I am acting according to the rules."

Because the light was dim, the old man's body was almost completely submerged in the shadows. His tone carried no emotion, but the cold feeling made one understand his foul mood:

"Not enough, far from enough. Perhaps starting from the next round, you will have to increase your opening bets; yes, far from enough."

"Yes~"

A sigh seemed to come from beyond distant time, and an ambiguous pink light emanated from Xia De, who was slumped over. Then, that pink light transformed into blood-colored and crimson firelight. The thirst for the Phoenix's fire, the brand of desire, and the power of the Phoenix's fire were enough to make Xia De shout that sentence:

"—Far from, enough!"

From somewhere came a crisp "Ding-dong~" sound. The sound was not loud, but it seemed to be able to shake the soul of every mortal thing.

Blood mist swept in, and blood light swept across. The pitch-black tablecloth was instantly dyed red and black. Before the others could react, Armand Bernhardt was the first to show a terrified expression. Because he felt the power of blood from a higher level.

With a "Bang~" sound, Xia De's left hand slapped onto the table. Following this, he slowly sat up straight. Strange firelight appeared from within his body, and amidst the steam whistles and bell tolls, it entered the massive destiny ring behind him.

The blasphemous silver spiritual light rotated crazily along with the destiny ring, accumulating on the surface of the destiny ring. Releasing the statue and holy emblem he was holding, the moment Xia De regained consciousness, his ears gave him a prompt regarding the brand-new sin.

【You have come into contact with the power of the Old God "Father of Slumber".】

【Indulge in pleasure, indulge in forgetting, indulge in the sin of sloth. When all things head toward the end, in the scenery of the past, to give up everything is to possess everything. Slumber, forget, fall into that eternal stagnant thought, wishing only to enjoy this moment. It is not avoidance, but only to cherish this very moment.】

【You have listened to the story of the Old God "Father of Slumber", you have learned the blasphemy of the Old God "Father of Slumber".】

【Outlander, you have inscribed the silver blasphemous spirit rune - Sloth.】

The silver spiritual light swept across along with the spread of the blood mist. The unusual way of inscribing the spirit rune made even the nun turn her head to look.

In the scorching steam mist, the destiny ring gradually slowed down. The appearance of the third spirit rune of the third ring made the spiritual light of the spirit runes on the massive destiny ring become even more intense.

Sloth, Greed, Gluttony—the three sins echoed each other. But in the end, the spiritual light of 【Sloth】 and 【Greed】 gradually dimmed, while the blasphemous silver-white spiritual light of 【Gluttony】 finally completely dyed the brass wheel ring.

The special environment of the 【Sin Mansion】 already allowed power related to sin to become stronger. The brand of 【Desire】 increased all desires, plus the power given by the Phoenix, that stomach-aching hunger, and the venue of the long table at this moment—

The ritual was established, the bell tolled, the blood mist permeated, and the banquet began.

The power of the 【Lord of the Blood Banquet】 had awakened once again in Xia De.