Hunter × Hunter: The Seven Deadly Sins

"Da da da……"

The sound of crisp but hasty footsteps sounded in the corridor of this magnificent church.

Illumi hid under the eaves above the corridor, propping his legs against the corner of the wall to prevent himself from falling.

"Huh~huh~"

A sixty-year-old man in an expensive suit was running in the spacious corridor, short of breath, turning his head from time to time.

It was as if something was chasing him behind him.

"This person should be someone from the Presbyterian Church."

Illumi judged his status in Meteor Street by his clothes.

Most of the ordinary people on Meteor Street wear poor-quality robes, white or black.

Only people with high enough status and enough money will wear expensive suits and look like a successful person.

In fact, he is indeed a successful man, and has a lot of power.

Dusana, who claims to be fifty years old, may be over sixty years old in actual age.

He is one of the members of the Meteor Street Presbyterian Council. His duty is to collect all kinds of information from the outside world for Meteor Street, and he has many intelligence personnel under his command.

It is said to be intelligence personnel, but most of them are homeless in the eyes of outsiders.

"Da da da……"

Dusana turned back while running, passed through the spacious corridor, passed the resplendent church hall, left the hall through the side door, and entered the interior of the church.

From here, it's pitch black.

"This old man, what are you afraid of?"

Illumi followed him, his body hidden in the darkness.

Originally, he planned to stun him and take him away, so that he could help him find Spiro's whereabouts.

But seeing the old man running away in panic, Yilumi became interested. He wanted to see what the old man was running from.

"Ha~ha~"

Dusana panted heavily, looked back from time to time, and staggered.

Yilumi could tell that he couldn't run anymore, but he was still trying to escape.

This is another corridor at the back of the church. There is no light and it is completely dark.

The moonlight poured in like a waterfall, illuminating the many exquisite oil paintings on the walls, bringing a sense of eerieness to the silent corridor.

"Da da……"

At this time, there was a sound of rhythmic footsteps from the other side of the corridor, and a figure dragged a long shadow slowly walking towards him, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Dusana looked back, his face was pale with fright, and he staggered forward and ran forward even more hastily.

Illumi hid in the darkness, watching this scene with great interest.

A figure in a black robe and a hood walked slowly towards Dusana.

His movements were slow, but his speed was just enough to hang behind Dusana, like a cat catching a mouse, just to tease him.

"hurry up!"

Dusana urged himself, turned left at the corner of the corridor, and stood in front of the wall with an oil painting of "Smiling Mother and Weeping Baby".

"Ugh~"

Dusana put his hands on the frames on both sides of the oil painting, and made a forceful sound in his throat, and took the oil painting off the wall with great difficulty.

"Dusana~"

A hoarse voice mixed with madness sounded.

Dusana trembled in fright, loosened his hands, and the oil painting fell to the ground.

"You can't kill me!"

Dusana roared, and in a panic, pressed a mechanism on the wall with his left hand.

With a "bang", an iron door lowered from the eaves of the corridor, blocking the black shadow outside.

"Chi Chi Chi..."

However, the black-robed figure raised his right arm and waved it quickly.

"Crack..."

After a while, the steel bars on the iron door broke one by one, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Dusana backed away in fright, stepped on the overturned oil painting,

He sat down on the oil painting on the ground with a "bang".

"Give it back to me~!"

The black-robed man held a slender black whip in his hand, and slowly walked towards Dusana.

"You, took something that doesn't belong to you, Dusana~"

Dusana was so frightened that his feet were weak, his head was sweating, and he kept stepping back with his hands on the ground.

"I... I don't know what you're talking about?"

"I take everything...what I deserve."

"Da da……"

The black-robed figure gradually approached Dusana, and a hoarse voice echoed in the corridor.

"You would rather die... than give up that pile of stinky and rotten things~"

"No... Please..."

Dusana turned over and crawled backwards like a lizard, looking at the man in black with fear in his eyes.

"You are looking for your own death~"

The man in black stopped behind Dusana who was crawling, and lifted his hood, revealing a haircut like a hedgehog.

It was Spiro, who raised his right arm high, his slender whip shaking slowly on the ground.

"Wait..."

Dusana turned suddenly and raised his right hand in a gesture of surrender.

"Lord, forgive me."

Dusana closed his eyes and prayed, resisted his fear and got up, pressed hard on the wall, and a square area was instantly sunken in the wall.

"Boom..."

Accompanied by a shocking sound, a gap opened in the wall in front of the two of them, and it slowly turned.

After the secret door was fully opened, a narrow passage was revealed inside. Candles were lit in the passage, and the lights were dim.

"What you want is right here."

Dusana looked at Spiro and trembled. There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and he walked into the secret passage with staggering steps.

The slender black whip in Spiro's hand disappeared, followed behind him, and entered the secret passage.

"lead the way."

After the two entered the secret passage, Spiro urged.

Dusana pressed hard on the wall next to it, and then stopped controlling the secret door, and the two walked towards the end of the passage.

"Boom..."

The secret door turned slowly, when it was about to close.

"Shua!"

In an instant, a black shadow flashed into it.

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"Baraona, an ancient kingdom thousands of years ago."

Dusana led Spiro forward in the passage, and Dusana's trembling voice sounded in the passage.

"Legends say that the king of Barahona, Barahona VII, received a secret treasure contributed by a hermit."

"This secret treasure can fulfill the user's wish and allow the user to get what they dream of."

"After Barahona VII knew the power of this secret treasure, he immediately ordered someone to kill the hermit who contributed the secret treasure."

"Baraona VII got the secret treasure, and in the following seven years, the country's power rose and expanded wildly."

"But on the first day of the eighth year, [San Manzanillo], the capital of the Kingdom of Barahona, became a dead city overnight."

"The prosperous Barahona Kingdom was divided up by the surrounding countries and annihilated in the long river of history."

Spiro looked at the chattering Dusana, bared his teeth, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Why are you telling me these inexplicable things~?"

Dusana stopped talking, and led Spiro to an iron gate, took out a key and opened it with a "click".

"The secret treasure obtained by Barahona VII..."

Dusana's mood seemed to have calmed down a lot. Standing in front of the iron gate, looking at Spiro, said in a deep voice.

"It's what your ancestors passed down, and it's what you want now—【The Face of Greed】."

"The Mask of Greed."