Seven Sins System Chapter 803. Synthetic Sin II

Seven Sins System Chapter 803. Synthetic Sin II

Greed siphoned the residual energy, Pride reinforcing its form. Its hand shot forward, striking Luci across the chest with explosive force. He slid backward, boots carving deep grooves into the floor, wings flaring to stabilize himself.

My eyes narrowed.

Annoying.

Very annoying.

I raised my hand again, drawing a thin line of blood across my palm. “Blood Curse.”

The air twisted as crimson sigils spiraled toward the hybrid, wrapping around its limbs like living chains. The curse latched onto its essence, draining its stability, weakening the flow of stolen power within its core.

It hissed, its first true reaction.

Behind us, Algan’s roar echoed again as he tore through another wave of corrupted souls, while Puriel’s radiant strikes purified the remnants, their forms dissolving into motes of light.

Mamon’s voice rang out sharply, golden sigils tightening around the chamber’s core as Lumira’s soft chant reinforced the suppression field.

They were weakening the source.

We just had to hold the line.

Luci reappeared beside me, breathing steady despite the strain. “You’re enjoying this far too much.”

I didn’t answer.

Because I was.

The hybrid lunged again, faster this time, its movements sharper as the chamber’s energy surged through it. Greed constructs formed into jagged blades, Pride reinforcing its strikes with devastating precision.

I teleported above it once more, my tentacles spiraling downward in a relentless assault. Steel met flesh, Pride clashed with Wrath, and blood sprayed across the chamber floor in violent arcs. The creature retaliated with a blast of siphoning energy, draining what it could, but the Blood Curse weakened its grip, disrupting the flow of stolen power.

Luci seized the opening.

With a sharp cry, he unleashed a concentrated burst of Pride, slamming the hybrid into the ground with enough force to fracture the entire chamber floor. The impact sent shockwaves rippling outward, shattering pillars and cracking the surrounding walls.

I landed beside him, breathing hard but smiling.

“Still think you’re winning the bet?” I asked lightly.

He smirked, eyes blazing. “You’re paying for the wine.”

The hybrid rose from the crater once more, blood dripping from its lips, wings tattered but still functional. Its aura flickered, unstable now as Mamon and Lumira’s efforts began to sever the chamber’s power supply.

It was weakening.

Finally.

I felt my grin widen as Wrath surged through me, my tentacles coiling in anticipation. The battle was far from over, but the tide had begun to shift, and the thrill of it all burned brighter than any inferno.

Luci moved first.

Not fast.

Not frantic.

Just deliberate.

His wings unfurled with terrifying grace, Pride radiating from him like a royal decree written into existence itself. The air bent around him, violet light shimmering along the edges of his form. The hybrid responded instantly, its mismatched wings snapping outward as Greed constructs erupted around it in layered defenses.

Then they collided.

The impact was brutal.

Pride clashed with counterfeit Pride in a violent explosion that shattered the chamber floor, sending marble fragments spiraling through the air like shrapnel. The sound was deafening, an implosion of authority meeting defiance. I darted in from the flank, teleporting through the shockwave and driving three tentacles forward in a piercing assault aimed directly at its core.

The hybrid twisted, intercepting two of the strikes with Greed-forged barriers, but the third tore across its ribs, carving a deep, jagged wound that sprayed dark-gold blood across the chamber wall.

It retaliated instantly.

A blast of siphoning energy erupted from its palm, slamming into me with crushing force. My body hit the ground hard enough to crater the stone beneath me, the air bursting from my lungs in a sharp gasp. My system flickered urgently.

[Warning: HP and DP Drain Detected]

[Blood Curse Active (Mitigation in Progress)]

I pushed myself up, grinning despite the ache spreading through my ribs.

“Still standing,” I muttered.

Luci surged forward again, his movements sharper now, his Pride blazing brighter. He struck with precision, one wing cleaving through the hybrid’s Greed constructs while his clawed hand slammed into its chest. The impact detonated in a burst of violet energy, sending the creature crashing backward through a fractured pillar.

I teleported above it once more.

“Hell Inferno.”

Flames erupted downward in a blazing torrent, engulfing the hybrid in searing heat and explosive force. The fire roared, consuming the chamber floor in molten waves as the creature vanished within the inferno.

For a moment, there was nothing but fire.

Then it emerged.

Burned.

Bleeding.

But still standing.

It lunged, faster now, more desperate. Greed and Pride fused into a concentrated strike that shattered the air itself. Luci met it head-on, their powers colliding in a cataclysmic explosion that sent shockwaves tearing through the chamber walls. The ceiling cracked, debris raining down in violent cascades.

I moved in again, my tentacles spiraling around the creature’s limbs, constricting, slicing, tearing. Blood splattered across my armor, hot and thick, the metallic scent filling the air as Wrath surged through me in intoxicating waves.

Then… It happened.

The hybrid twisted violently, breaking free of my hold, and lashed out in a single, desperate strike.

Its claws scraped across Luci’s face.

One clean, brutal scratch.

Time stopped.

I blinked once.

“…Uh oh.”

I cringed so hard my entire body recoiled instinctively. My tentacles froze mid-motion, curling inward as if they, too, understood the magnitude of the mistake that had just been made.

Luci stood motionless.

Silent.

His fingers rose slowly, trembling only slightly as they brushed against the thin line of blood trailing down his cheek. His expression was unreadable, shock first, then something colder. Something far worse.

I swallowed.

“Uh… calm down, Luci,” I said carefully, forcing my voice into something resembling casual reassurance. “Control yourself. Some mortals are still in this building.”

Which was true.

Very true.

Otherwise?

I’d already have summoned my beast and let it devour the entire structure without hesitation.

But this?

Smacking Luci’s face?

That was apocalyptic territory.

His hand lowered slowly, crimson staining his fingertips. He stared at the blood for a long, quiet moment.

“How dare you…” he whispered.

Oh no.