Seven Sins System Chapter 595. I’m a Vengeful Creature

Seven Sins System Chapter 595. I’m a Vengeful Creature

I growled, forcing more energy into it, trying to suppress it, contain it. The edges of the crystal glowed white-hot and gold-cold, lashing out with jagged threads of energy.

Puriel stepped forward, eyes wide. “It’s resisting you—hard.”

“Yeah,” I grunted, “no shit!”

The mouth clenched tighter around the crystal, but the feedback burned through the tentacle. Holy energy seared through the muscle like acid while dark energy clawed back like it didn’t belong here.

“Status!” I barked.

[Target: Unknown Crystal – Reacting Hostilely to Demonic Containment]

[Warning: Gluttony Tentacle Integrity at 72%… 59%... 41%…]

[Core Feedback Detected – Opposing Force: Balance]

I spat blood. “Balance?! It’s a balance core?!”

Puriel’s voice cut through the chaos. “That’s why it rejects us! We’re extremes. It doesn’t want war. It doesn’t want chaos or order.”

I snarled, gripping the edge of the tentacle-mouth with both hands. “It wants neutrality? Then it chose the wrong damn world.”

The crystal suddenly pulsed again. This time, harder.

I was thrown.

It didn’t just eject the tentacle. It ripped it off. My own tentacle—the one biting down on it—detonated mid-air in a burst of corrupted energy, splattering the floor with dark ichor.

I hit the ground with a heavy thud, wings crashing down to steady me.

[You have received 1200 damage]

[Tentacle Regeneration Cooldown: 00:45]

“Okay,” I wheezed, sitting up. “Plan C didn’t work.”

Puriel crouched beside me, a faint golden shield still glowing around her like instinct. “You’re lucky you didn’t get vaporized.”

“Tell that to my missing limb,” I snapped.

She looked back at the crystal, which had settled again, spinning slowly like it hadn’t just dismembered me.

“So…” she started cautiously, “My turn?”

I wiped the blood from my mouth, glanced at my still-regenerating tentacle, and let out a short, humorless chuckle.

“Not yet,” I said, pushing myself up with a grunt. My voice came out low and hoarse, heat crackling behind every word. “Let me try to destroy it first. Y’know. On principle. I’m a vengeful creature, remember?”

Puriel narrowed her eyes at me. “You mean spiteful.”

“Same difference.” I rotated my shoulders with a dark pop. “After this, it’s all yours. Just… maybe throw up a few extra protections, in case my Shadow Space isn’t enough.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Why? Planning to throw a tantrum?”

“Not planning to,” I said. “But I am Wrath. And I’m very close to losing my temper. So yeah—might be smart to prepare in case I go full apocalypse.”

“Fine,” she sighed. “Let’s see what happens when you lose your temper and fight a divine Rubik’s cube.”

“Great.” I cracked my knuckles, stepped toward the center of the room again, and turned my gaze back to the crystal.

It hovered like it was mocking me. Still glowing, still pulsing with that infuriating calm energy. Balanced, untouched, unbothered. Like it hadn’t just blown up one of my tentacles and tossed a priest into a wall like a chew toy.

I reached out my hand, summoning my power.

[Skill Activated: Telekinesis]

A deep hum filled the chamber as the air warped around the crystal. My telekinetic grip formed a crushing field around it, invisible pressure closing in from all directions like the grip of a god’s fist. The crystal trembled slightly—just slightly—but I could feel the resistance.

It didn’t like being touched.

But it hated being forced.

“C’mon,” I growled, putting more power into it. “Let’s see you break.”

[Crystal Integrity: Stable]

[Telekinetic Pressure Threshold: 28%… 39%… 51%…]

And then—snap. Not a crack, but my control.

The force broke like a popped bubble. The crystal pulsed, rejecting my grip, sending a shockwave back toward me that nearly knocked me over.

I snarled, regaining my stance. “Alright. No more finesse.”

[Skill Activated: Dark Storm]

Lightning ripped through the chamber, black and violet bolts crackling through the air and slamming down on the crystal like a divine smiting spell flipped upside down. The shadows roared, wind howled, and the crystal…

Didn’t move.

“Still stable,” I muttered, teeth grinding. “Fine.”

[Skill Activated: Hell Inferno]

Flames exploded from my body, seething black fire rolling forward in waves. Everything around me melted in seconds. The stone glowed red beneath my feet. Even the runes on the walls sparked and hissed.

The crystal trembled. Light flickered wildly around it.

It was fighting to stay together.

“Still not enough?” I hissed, blood dripping from my mouth now. “Okay. Last one.”

My tentacles flared outward. Six of them, fully restored, their edges like blackened blades.

“Wrath!”

I launched all six forward, whipping, stabbing, hacking—an unrelenting flurry of demonic fury, each impact shaking the chamber. The crystal fought back, pulsing violently with every strike.

And then—

A crack.

A small one. Barely visible.

But it was there.

I paused, panting, staring at it. “There it is. Gotcha.”

I grinned wide, blood smearing across my teeth.

And that’s when the crystal snapped.

Not physically. Not fully.

But something inside it went mad.

The chamber twisted—no, the air itself twisted. A surge of pressure exploded outward, and the light turned wrong. Golden and black mixed in a way that made my skin crawl.

The crystal pulsed—and then it sucked.

Like gravity flipped inside out.

“What the hell?!” I yelled, claws digging into the stone as my body lifted off the ground. “WTF is this?!”

Puriel slammed her sword into the floor and activated a holy barrier instantly.

Too late.

The pull was too strong.

It yanked me first—ripping me through the air like I was paper in a hurricane. My wings thrashed, tentacles flailing wildly as I tried to stabilize. I wasn’t being pulled through space—I was being dragged out of it.

Puriel shouted something behind me—her voice warped and distant. She reached out, wings beating furiously, barrier glowing around her—but she got sucked too.

We were being devoured.

The last thing I saw before the chamber warped into nothingness was that damn crystal, cracked and spinning, glowing like it was laughing.

And then the world twisted.

Darkness swallowed light.

And I was falling.

Into another dimension.