Seven Sins System Chapter 802. Synthetic Sin I
Seven Sins System Chapter 802. Synthetic Sin I
The hybrid moved again, faster now, wings beating once, sending a shockwave through the chamber that cracked the walls and rattled the ceiling. It lunged toward Luci, Greed and Pride merging into a devastating strike aimed directly at his core.
Luci met it head-on.
Pride collided with counterfeit Pride in a blinding explosion of violet-gold light. The impact shattered nearby pillars, sending debris cascading around us in slow motion. Luci slid backward a few steps, boots grinding against fractured stone, his expression tightening for the first time.
Strong.
Really strong.
I lunged again, this time from above, my tentacles spiraling downward like descending spears. The hybrid raised its wings defensively, intercepting the attack with layered constructs, but I didn’t stop. I twisted mid-air, redirecting my momentum and slamming a concentrated burst of Wrath into its flank.
The impact drove it into the ground with a thunderous crash.
The chamber trembled.
Dust and fragments of stone erupted outward in a violent shockwave, the air thick with energy and the lingering echoes of trapped souls.
For a moment, everything went still.
Then the hybrid rose from the crater, blood trailing down its side, its expression still calm, still composed, but now tinged with something sharper.
Interest.
I landed beside Luci, my breath steady, my pulse alive with adrenaline and something dangerously close to exhilaration.
I was grinning.
This was chaos.
This was exactly the kind of disaster I thrived in.
Luci glanced at me, a smirk tugging at his lips despite the tension. “You’re enjoying this.”
I didn’t answer.
I didn’t need to.
Because he already knew.
And as the hybrid’s aura surged once more, the chamber vibrating with the clash of Greed, Pride, and Wrath, I realized something quietly, undeniably true.
This wasn’t just a fight.
This was a declaration.
And I intended to win.
The chamber trembled under the weight of colliding sins, the air thick with power and echoes of stolen souls. Behind us, the battle fractured into layers of chaos, each one precise, purposeful, terrifying in its own way.
Algan roared somewhere to my left, his Wrath tearing through the spiraling remnants of the trapped souls that had broken free from Mamon’s failed compression.
Puriel moved beside him like a blade of moonlight, her wings cutting arcs of radiant energy that purified the corrupted spirits mid-flight.
Farther back, Mamon and Lumira worked in silent coordination. Greed and Kindness, an unlikely pairing, pressed their power against the chamber’s foundation. Golden contract sigils spiraled outward from Mamon’s claws while Lumira’s soft light spread like dawn across the floor, weaving through the cracks in the stone. They were trying to compress the chamber’s energy source, severing the supply feeding the hybrid’s unnatural strength. It was working, but slowly. Painfully slowly.
Which meant Luci and I had to keep the creature occupied.
I glanced sideways at him, a grin tugging at my lips despite the tension coiling through my chest. My heart pounded, not with fear, but with exhilaration. The kind that made every nerve hum and every breath feel electric.
“Hey,” I muttered lightly, ducking beneath a sweeping arc of Greed-infused energy, “wanna bet?”
Luci raised a brow, deflecting a Pride construct with a flick of his wing. “A bet?”
“The one who kills him,” I continued, vaulting over a shockwave that shattered the marble beneath us, “pays for the others’ wine next time.”
He tilted his head, amused even as the hybrid lunged toward us with blinding speed. “Only wine?”
I smirked, my tentacles unfurling behind me like a halo of blades. “The finest demon blood wine. Made from ancient overlord blood.”
Luci’s grin widened, sharp and delighted. “Deal.”
And then we moved.
The hybrid struck first.
Greed manifested in jagged, metallic constructs that shot toward us like a storm of blades, each one shimmering with stolen power. I teleported sideways in a flicker of shadow, reappearing above it as Luci surged forward from below, Pride erupting around him in a brilliant violet blaze.
Our attacks collided simultaneously.
My tentacles pierced downward, slicing through its wing as Luci’s Pride-infused strike slammed into its chest. The impact detonated with a deafening explosion, fragments of stone and glass spiraling outward in a violent shockwave.
The creature staggered, but only for a heartbeat.
Its mismatched wings snapped outward, Greed and Pride intertwining as it retaliated. A wave of energy surged toward us, draining as it touched the air. I felt it brush against me, cold, invasive, hungry.
My system flared immediately.
[Warning: HP and DP Drain Detected]
[Source: Greed-Based Absorption Field]
[Environmental Amplification Confirmed]
Oh.
That was annoying.
“Of course it steals power,” I muttered under my breath, twisting mid-air to avoid a follow-up strike.
Luci scoffed. “How unoriginal.”
But I could feel it, the subtle pull against my energy reserves, the chamber itself feeding the creature, replenishing what we carved away. It wasn’t drawing from us directly, not entirely. The true source was the chamber, the trapped souls, the bound energy, the corrupted network beneath the floor.
Which meant Mamon and Lumira were right.
We couldn’t win by brute force alone.
But that didn’t mean we couldn’t enjoy the process.
I extended my hand, shadow gathering at my fingertips. “Dark Storm.”
The air darkened instantly. Black clouds spiraled above us, lightning crackling through the chamber like veins of living night. Thunder roared as bolts of darkness struck downward, forcing the hybrid to dodge and weave, its wings slicing through the storm with controlled precision.
It retaliated with a blast of Pride-infused force that tore through the clouds, dispersing them in a violent shockwave. The chamber trembled again, fragments of stone raining down around us.
Luci surged forward through the chaos, his wings blazing. He struck with brutal elegance. Pride radiated from him like a divine decree, colliding with the hybrid’s counterfeit aura in bursts of blinding light.
I followed, teleporting behind the creature in a flicker of shadow. “Hell Inferno.”
Flames erupted from my palm, searing and relentless, engulfing the hybrid in a blazing inferno. The fire roared upward, devouring the air itself as waves of heat rippled outward, scorching the chamber walls.
For a moment, the creature disappeared within the flames.
Then it stepped through them.
Burned.
Bleeding.
But smiling.