The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins-Chapter 520: Thunder God’s Hammer

A sense of clarity emerged, and Tony Stark’s gaze gradually became resolute.

On the other side, Zhu Haomiao looked at Iron Man in front of him, a scene flashing in his mind of him clad in a golden-red battle armor, standing behind a young Spider-Man, both raising their palm cannons in almost matching poses.

Their figures gradually overlapped, as if symbolizing the legacy and continuation of legends...

With a chuckle and a shake of the head, feeling the gradually calming Heavenly Mechanism Destiny, the black-clad youth bid farewell to the two, casually opened the Teleportation Gate, and stepped through the dazzling ring of fire, returning to the Holy Temple in New York.

But as soon as he stood firm, a whining sound came from behind, and upon turning his head, Zhu Haomiao saw Diao Chan’s cheeks bulging with something unknown, wagging her fluffy big tail, gleefully approaching.

"Gooji~"

A sudden ominous feeling surged within him, Zhu Haomiao furrowed his sword-like brows slightly, rubbing his temples in frustration.

"Don’t cause trouble... "

"Yue~"

Before he could finish speaking, Diao Chan opened her mouth and spat out a massive, heavy hammer that crashed onto the floor with a dull thud.

Bang—thump~

Zhu Haomiao: "......"

In a daze, Zhu Haomiao seemed to hear a sharp explosion from a distant place, uttered by some blonde hunk.

Yet seeing Diao Chan wiggling her little bottom, with an expression pleading for praise, Zhu Haomiao could only force a smile and perfunctorily patted her little head.

"Where did you get this from?"

"Xuxu saw it was thrown on the ground with no one wanting it, so she picked it up~"

"......"

Picked very well, don’t pick things up again!

Furiously rubbing Diao Chan’s head, Zhu Haomiao instinctively wanted to return the hammer but quickly realized he couldn’t pinpoint its location.

Despite appearances of effortlessly opening the [Teleportation Gate], his technique wasn’t anywhere near as flexible, entirely relying on cheating through his own Authority.

For instance, Tony and Little Pepper had endured exposure to his blood, carrying his aura.

Or holding the [Greed Coin], or someone like Wilson, who was inherently a part of him...

In short, there must be a coordinate anchor point on the ’opposite side’ for him to accurately and easily tear open the space-time rift.

But concerning that certain blonde hunk, he hadn’t left any marks on him...

Scratching his chin, Zhu Haomiao looked at the heavy hammer on the ground, a hint of curiosity suddenly rising within him.

In the movies, those who could lift it were few and far between, only those with pure spirit, uprightness, and kindness would be recognized...

Someone as kind-hearted as me should be able to...

With hopeful feelings, Zhu Haomiao grasped the hammer handle, attempting to slowly exert force, yet the hammer seemed welded to the earth, impervious.

"......"

Feeling the resistance from the level of Laws, Zhu Haomiao’s eyes glinted with dangerous fierceness.

Refusing the polite wine for punitive wine!

[Wave Stacking Strength·Furious Sea]!

[Anger]!

Buzz~

Unmatchable brutal power erupted from within, the volcanic discharge of Authority distorting reality, enveloping the space within a few meters, staining it with a unique Domain.

In an instant, the entire room’s light turned dim and profound, all lines seemed infinitely stretched and falling, as if time and space collapsed, revealing an indescribable Abyss.

Buzz buzz buzz~

The Thunder God’s Hammer shook violently, frantically resisting the forceful tugging, but its Power of Laws was weakened by the unique Domain, only to be forcibly lifted bit by bit.

Crackle crackle crackle~

Blinding arcs of electricity wrapped around the giant hammer, creeping up the wrists, nearly encasing half of Zhu Haomiao’s form.

Yet the Destructive Energy, capable of obliterating most materials, could not penetrate the [Black Dragon Suit], countless tiny scales shimmered with multicolored light, casting vibrant reflections under the wash of thunder.

As if supporting a Mount Tai, Zhu Haomiao’s arm trembled almost imperceptibly, slowly and steadily lifting the Thunder God’s Hammer, ultimately revealing a fierce smile.

Boom—thump!

Releasing his grip, the giant hammer crashed heavily onto the floor, bursting outward with spiderweb-like cracks.

With his fingers rubbing, the charred skin on his palm quickly faded, Zhu Haomiao sighed contentedly.

"I surely am a kind-hearted, good person!"

"Shuishui, the good person~"

Hearing these words, Zhu Haomiao suddenly had a notion, looking curiously at Diao Chan.

Wait!

How did you manage to bring back the Thunder God’s Hammer?

Even I barely lifted it with great effort...

However, after pondering for a long time without figuring it out, Zhu Haomiao could only attribute it to Diao Chan’s unreasonable passive ability.

Finally, gazing at the giant hammer that had dented the floor, the black-clad youth mused for a long moment, helplessly sighing.

Proactively returning it was such a hassle...

Forget it, the blonde hunk should be able to sense the location of his Lifebound Divine Artifact, let them come to find it themselves.

A small indulgence of [Sloth], Zhu Haomiao brushed off this little episode, focused on his own matters.

But months passed waiting, until it was time to return to reality, Zhu Haomiao suddenly recalled this matter.

"Wilson."

"Present."

"During my Deep Sleep, if someone comes to claim the Thunder God’s Hammer, just return it."

"Understood."

Arranging the relevant matters, Zhu Haomiao returned to the bedroom to lie down, his deep, dark eyes gradually emptied, slowly closing.

His consciousness detached, as if falling into an endless Abyss, amidst spinning disorientation, Zhu Haomiao drifted through the barrier between True and Illusion, standing on solid ground.

His body swayed slightly, the hollow gaze gradually gathered, taking several seconds for Zhu Haomiao to awaken from the chaotic, elusive illusion.

Glancing around the familiar room, Zhu Haomiao opened the door and was immediately met with Ye Wan Ning’s surprised, charming face.

"You’re back?"

"Indeed! Xuxu has come back~"

On top of the black-clad youth’s head, Diao Chan stood upright, smugly hands on hips and chest out.

"Little Xuxu has accomplished great things again~"

Upon hearing this, Ye Wan Ning held Diao Chan down and looked at Zhu Haomiao with curiosity.

"What trouble has she stirred up again."

With a speechless pinch of the brow, Zhu Haomiao sighed deeply, recounting the good deeds she had done in the Illusion Realm.

A few minutes later, Ye Wan Ning lay on the sofa, shaking with laughter, tears streaming from her charming peach blossom eyes.

"Diao Chan, let me teach you, next time say it like this, ’I’ve picked it up~’"

"I’ve picked it up~"

"I figured no one wanted it~"

"I figured no one wanted it~"

"A wild manhole cover!"

"A wild manhole cover!"

......

Zhu Haomiao: "......"

Watching Diao Chan excitedly repeat in her naively childish voice, Zhu Haomiao’s fingers involuntarily twitched, stirred by a desire to ’eliminate’.

One dares to teach, another dares to learn!

But just before he could take action, Li Cang, unable to stand it, awarded Ye Wan Ning a flick on the forehead, snatching Diao Chan from her arms.

"Ouch~ What are you doing?"

"I represent fellow Dutch to punish you!"

"I am the Dutch, you devious Sichuan-Chongqing Dragon Beast!"

......

Listening to the bickering between the two, Zhu Haomiao realized for the first time where Ye Wan Ning’s hometown was, involuntarily displaying a Subway Old Man meme face.

The regional jokes, only you locals can truly deliver them!