The Priest of Corruption - Chapter 157

Even God…

Even God…

Finally, every last drop of the drug was lost in Cardisho’s body.

All I have to do now is wait for the reaction

…

The drug’s reaction came so quickly and violently. Cardisho, covered in blood, struggled on the floor with the veins all over his body protruding.

I couldn’t believe that quack for some reason. Does this really go back to its original state?

I seriously contemplated whether to hit him beforehand, but it was obvious that Cardisho’s bloodied body had already reached its limit. To the point where if I was hit with one punch right now, I might die right away.

“Gyaaak!!! Gyaaaaaagh!!! Gyaah … ”

Fortunately, she was the last one.

Well, there’s no way the medicinal effect will appear so quickly.

Canceling the swearing I had spat out toward Ather in my heart, I lifted the bloody cardigan over my shoulder and stood up. According to Arter, the drug he had just given was only an emergency measure and he had to bring in the drugged Cardisho to follow up on himself.

After walking a little along the dim hallway of the ruins, I saw Jamel and her mother. Mother was sitting on a structure resembling a large rock, and Jamel was sitting on her back and rubbing her shoulders.

“Are you cool?”

‘Kill and kill.’

The answer is not too bad. Even though Jamel couldn’t hear her mother’s answer, she smiled and continued.

“I think you’re okay, so I’ll continue like this!”

‘Salt…’

My mother was about to say yes, but as I was walking from afar, my eyes met. The reaction was very quick. My mother quickly jumped off the rock structure and sprinted toward me.

My mother’s eyes were fixed on the cardisho on my shoulder. My mother narrowed her eyes and glared at Cardisho before asking me.

‘killing?’

He asked if it would be okay if he didn’t kill four fingers. I was about to pat my mother on the head, but when I realized that my hands were very dirty, I stopped reaching out.

“Isn’t there a chance to gather again if you live a divinity?”

‘Kill!’

It is pointed out that it is not too good even if people like it. It was all right.

“It’s not like I’m not getting anything, is it? I’m a little more interested in the good stuff that Ather gives me than the divinity that anyone can get. I have my own thoughts, so please believe me. When have I ever let you down?”

‘Murder…’

My mother nodded slightly and grabbed my bloody, muddy hand and writhed. My mother seemed to be following the massage I gave her, but her finger strength was too weak to stimulate my palm.

“It is very cool. thank you mother.”

But that heart alone made me happy enough.

“Priest Marnak! You are here! I knew you would win!”

Jamel, who followed behind me, looked around at the cardigan hanging over my shoulder and made a mysterious expression.

“By the way, it looks like almost all of them are dead… shouldn’t we go quickly?”

While he was distracted by his mother for a moment, Cardisho’s breath was gradually fading. I straightened her up and nodded.

“Let’s go back as soon as possible. I kept him alive at best, but it would be a little regretful if he died.”

***

Ater opened his mouth by roughly taking off his blood-splattered clothes and gloves and throwing them away.

“It’s almost over. The dangerous juncture is roughly over, so it will probably be all over by tomorrow.”

When I brought Cardisho, he took her to a separate room inside the laboratory and administered various drugs prepared in advance, one after the other, with careful hands.

“Seeing that everything will recover tomorrow, it doesn’t mean that she will return to being a human.”

A normal person could never recover from that injury until tomorrow. The condition of Cardisho, who had been slammed to the ground several times while holding the hands of the giant of corruption, was that serious.

Ater looked at me with wide eyes and replied as if he was saying all sorts of strange things.

“There’s no need to get rid of the regenerative power you’ve built up. It’s not even bad for the body. The purpose of the treatment I’m doing now is to alleviate the side effects of the previous ‘treatment’. Fortunately, judging from the reactions I expected, the treatment seems to have been successful.”

“How can you know that so quickly?”

“huh. Maybe if my theory was wrong, she would have died instantly when you gave her the first dose?”

He spat out a bloody sound casually and patted the second bed prepared in advance, beckoning to me.

“Now it’s your turn. As promised, I’ll take a look at your body and make you a nice present.”

“… How are you going to inspect my body?”

To be honest, I couldn’t lie down easily because I thought I would be dissected right away if I lay on it. He stared at me and smiled as if he understood.

“We don’t do dissections, so don’t worry and lay down.”

“All right.”

Once I obeyed his words and lay down on the bed, he spoke to me while dragging the wheeled bed.

“I am not here for no reason. I settled here because there are artifacts that are very helpful for my research.”

Eventually, we arrived at a room located in the deepest part of the laboratory. In a rather large room, there was a little familiar machine installed.

An ancient artifact resembling a large hospital MRI.

“I’m going to get in and out of that artifact for a bit, then I’ll take your flesh and some blood. There is no such thing as a painful process, so don’t worry too much. Think of it as taking a deep breath and wait.”

“Anything is fine as long as it’s not being dissected alive.”

Arter frowned slightly and grunted at me.

“It’s obvious what you think of me.”

“I’ve seen something, so I can’t help it.”

“… I did it because I had to deal with Cardisho Gun in a hurry. Originally, it was said to minimize side effects over time.”

With a rocking sound, I slipped into a device resembling an MRI machine.

***

Contrary to the saying that it would be over with just a few tests, Ather accepted the paper with the complicated ancient language written on it, frowned and asked me to do a lot of tests.

He didn’t seem to get tired, he didn’t stop for six hours, he took pieces of my flesh little by little, soaked them in all sorts of drugs, and observed the reaction.

“Couldn’t we take a tiny bit of the real internal tissue? You play it anyway.”

“…I don’t want to do it unless it’s absolutely necessary.”

I had no desire to open my stomach with my own hands. It was a car that was getting tired of slowly matching him to his experiments.

“Still not sure?”

“no.”

He shook his head.

“I already roughly figured out how you were feeling a few hours ago.”

“yes? Then what have you been doing?”

“I did additional research to make something that would fit your body. If you take out the internal organs, then you don’t have to give it. If I say I don’t like it, I won’t force it.”

He muttered something to himself and waved his hand at me.

“I just came up with something that suits you perfectly. Didn’t you say you were leaving tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?”

“I’m planning to do that for now…”

“Then you go to rest. I’m going to make something for you.”

obvious congratulations. As if he had no regrets, Ater started to make something while busily going back and forth in the laboratory alone.

For me, who had been receiving intense attention for several hours, the sudden disappearance of interest was a bit embarrassing, but it didn’t even interfere with my hard work, so I got up from bed and left the lab.

“hi! hi! done?”

“Yes, it seems.”

Pearly smirked and glanced over my shoulder at the closed lab door.

“Once Arter is plugged in, he doesn’t even eat and devotes himself to research! Because you make good things! It won’t be bad if you look forward to it! huh! huh!”

“What did the three of you do while I was inside?”

Pearly extended a finger and pointed at her own face.

“me?”

“yes.”

“We played a card game! Put on sweets! I got out for a while because I thought you were coming out! Ater, it won’t come out until you make what you want, so let’s play together! Let’s play!”

Without hesitation, she pulled me by the collar and led me. I followed her to a common room-like space and found Jamel and her mother facing each other with a lamp in the middle of a table in the middle of a dark room.

Jamel looked at the card with a serious look he had never shown before, and pushed some of the cookies piled up in front of him.

“A summary of twenty-two sweets.”

Mother chewed on a long piece of beef jerky in her mouth and, with her legs draped over another chair, carelessly pushed the cookie along.

‘killing.’

One word, ‘take eight more’. Jamel meticulously counted the sweets his mother gave out and nodded heavily.

“I will upload eight more. Then, who will lay the tiles first?”

‘killing.’

At the mention of the queen’s house, the mother tossed the card and tried to bring all the sweets.

“for a moment.”

‘killing?’

Jamel smiled and showed his card.

“I am the king’s house.”

‘Sal…hat…?!’

Took. The piece of beef jerky mother was chewing on fell and tumbled across the table.

“Hee ha ha ha ha ha!”

Jamel exploded into a bizarre burst of madness, jumped up from his chair, and declared.

“A last-minute battle! This is Jamel, the undefeated fighter! ah i’m afraid! I’m afraid! Where exactly is Jamel’s limit…”

Fluttering.

The moment Jamel raised her arms, a fluttering card fell from her sleeve. A card that must have been hidden.

“Ah…!”

After checking the dropped card, the mother’s eyes went black. Jamel opened his mouth awkwardly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

“Why is this here…?”

‘Kill!!!’

Enraged by the prank, the mother kicked off the table and ran towards Jamel. Jamel, a mortal who dared to fool even the gods, and the goddess who had been fooled were entangled.

“Oops!!! I was wrong!!! That’s it!!! It’s not just me!!! Ah, you tried to play a joke and got caught by me!!! Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!”

‘Say hat!!!’

Just say go and die. It was a grueling piece of shit. Pearly grinned at the sight.

“how is it? how is it? Doesn’t it look so much fun?”

“…it seems crazy. I’ll have to dry it first. Please help.”

“huh! huh!”

***

The next day, Ater walked out in a state of near-death as if he was just kidding, and handed me a small box.

“What is this?”

“A drug tailored to you. I put in about five. In case of emergency, only one dose is administered. Then you’ll be able to gain magical powers for a while.”

“It’s been for a while… Are there any after-effects?”

“aftereffect?”

He smiled and looked at me.

“There’s no way you would have any aftereffects in the first place. Making permanent changes to your body is next to impossible. But… are you asking because you really don’t know?”

“yes.”

Ather opened his eyes wide and scanned my body.

“what? You really don’t know?”

“I’m asking because I really don’t know. What’s wrong with my body?”

“You… how should I express it…”

He pondered for a long time before tapping his palm with a bang.

“okay! This expression would be the most appropriate. You are ‘something’ made to resemble a human being. Did you really believe that you were a real human being?”