The Priest of Corruption Chapter 139

unilateral.

unilateral.

Sharp wooden claws collided with metal-covered feet. The monster’s claws collided with the black Immortalium, and they were crushed in an instant. The clawed feet didn’t stop there and kicked the monster right in the chest.

bang!!!

The bounced Katus rolled across the floor and crashed into a tree trunk. When he finally came to his senses from the impact of the kick, four bright muzzles that glowed in the moonlight greeted him.

The magic cannon spewed out light.

Kwaaaaang!!!

The stored mana was converted into physical force and blew away the left half of Katus along with the light. Scattering pieces of wood.

[Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

demons, thanks to the enormous regenerative power, but the pain from having body parts blown away was the only problem he had to endure. Although this body was more insensitive to pain than the normal body, as soon as the regeneration was finished, the merciless violence that continued as if it had been waiting for it was gnawing away at Catus’ mind.

There were no further attacks. No, the muzzle that was aimed at him in the first place had a slightly twisted trajectory. I’m afraid I’ll kill myself all at once.

Katus jumped up and stepped back. His half-body began to regenerate rapidly.

How many times will this play again? Katus had long since given up even counting. The priest in front of him had been persistently and brutally inflicting pain on himself. Just to the point where you won’t die. In addition, the author looked at himself leisurely with a bizarre saw-shaped sword on his shoulder when he blew away many body parts like now, perhaps because he was worried that he would die.

As if telling me to go ahead and play and stand up again.

Katus had no choice but to admit it. That man was a monster. A monster similar to yourself. He inflicted fatal wounds on the attacking priest several times, disregarding defense, but he focused only on dismembering and crushing the enemy’s body, disregarding it at all while scattering blood and flesh. The damn thing was that the enemy was himself.

The eyes that appeared between the eye sockets of the white deer mask moved quickly. Marnak stood still and looked at Katus.

“Are you rolling your eyes because you think you can run away?”

he chuckled.

“Wake up the dream. You die here today.”

Die. Catus frowned at that word. Following his anger, the white deer mask twisted.

[I will not die!!!]

The monster’s voice trembled.

[I can’t die!!!]

“Hmm.”

Marnak jumped out of his seat and lowered the butcher. As the Immortalium saw blade rotated at high speed, it let out a loud scream.

Why hey hey hey hey!!!

It was an attack he had been subjected to many times. Katus calmly ran his nails through. The author is busy playing with himself and never fatally wounds himself. So, this time I was thinking of blowing that priest’s head off. Katus gave up even the bare minimum of defense.

The fingernails instantly turned to powder and disappeared. The ability obtained after making a deal with the devil. In this way, no one could attack his hand, but the opponent could not interfere with his hand.

And now, release the ability in front of that priest’s face and blow the head as it is, and it was over. Even if his body is cut in half by the author’s sword attack.

[I’m dying!!!]

The fingernails are about to materialize. Marnak let go of the Butcher in his grasp. without a single regret. Then, he slightly twisted his body to avoid the materialized nails. Marnak kicked the monster’s long leg straight.

With a crackling sound, the monster’s legs bent in a direction they shouldn’t have. Katus felt his eyesight recede. Losing the support of his legs, his body fell slowly.

Marnak did not stop there. He moved his foot one more time and kicked and broke the other leg. Katus resisted by waving the claws of both hands, but Marnak leisurely escaped the trail of the claws, picked up the dropped butcher, and started the engine.

Why hey hey hey hey!!!

[Woo -ah -ah !!!]

The two arms of the monster flew through the air. Marnak stepped on the limbless monster’s chest and looked down at him. Katus couldn’t read anything from the black eyes looking down at him.

[why!!! Why are you doing this to me!!!]

Marnak frowned.

“It’s a little embarrassing to ask that now.”

Katus shook his head faster than ever. And I immediately remembered one thing.

[Are you doing it because of that woman? but!!! But after all, you attacked me first!!! I just fought back!!! And in the first place, I had no intention of killing you!!! That arm was only scratched very lightly!!! I’m trying to keep her from chasing me because she’s looking after her…]

Damn!!!

The head of the kicked monster snapped. Marnak stepped on Catus’ head and opened his mouth slowly.

“Whatever your intentions are. it doesn’t matter anymore I am not even curious.”

Marnak raised the butcher up and laughed.

“But looking at it earlier, it seems like you won’t die even if your head is blown off…”

[What?]

Whoops!

The butcher with his engine off broke the white deer mask and locked himself in. Catus intuitively knew what the man was up to.

[Don’t do it!!!]

Marnak chuckled. More kindly than anyone else.

“Would you like to cry like a pig that has been bitten once? So that I can hear you?”

[Ha-don’t do it!!!]

His fingers moved and the Butcher’s engine turned on. The stopped saw blades moved quickly and let out a scream. Stuck right in the middle of Katus’s head.

Why hey hey hey hey!!!

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhtronomy

that broke down along the rotation of the saw blade. Marnak looked down at Katus with impassive eyes and stirred Katus’ head with a butcher. Every time Katus’s screams died down even a little.

The monster continued to regenerate even as it wandered through its head. In fact, Marnak already knew. That a simple physical attack like this couldn’t kill this monster. Born through a pact with the devil, this monster was similar to itself in many ways.

Endless regeneration and strange powers. If so, the weaknesses would be similar. Divine Divine might be able to inflict fatal wounds on this monster. But Marnak did not. I didn’t mean to.

Death was only a respite for this monster. The idea was to engrave what frustration and pain were in Lee Ja’s soul.

The time when my mother’s blood splattered. Marnak recalled the dismembered body of Sanctus he had seen with his own eyes. No, it would be appropriate to say that I came up with it without even realizing it.

The sight of that day had become a clear scar and was pierced with a painful thorn in one side of Marnak’s chest. The helplessness, resentment, and regret I felt that day.

Why did he save Riverkell? If he hadn’t saved Riverkell, who was dying that day, Sanctus wouldn’t have died.

He vowed to take revenge on Riverkel, but Riverkel’s death was so peaceful. Because he died in an instant.

Thus, Marnak’s vengeance was burnt properly, and it was hidden in his heart without even seeing it. Without the person concerned being dead and unable to burn forever.

But this dog-like monster dared to hurt her mother. Seeing his wounded mother weeping silently, Marnak felt a sharper rage than ever before.

Reverse Lin (逆鱗).

Unburnt vengeance and seething anger. Marnak saw Riverkell in the monster. If anyone had seen it, they might have pointed out that I was taking out my anger on a useless person, but that was no longer a concern.

[Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! Stop that!]

I didn’t surrender to anger. Marnak was calmer and calmer than ever. Calmly, he started at the monster’s head and worked his way down its neck. with a moving saw blade.

As he was similar to this monster, he knew better than anyone how to make this monster suffer the most.

He did not forget to cut off the limbs that regrown in his spare time. Marnak piously and faithfully continued the torture. I didn’t try to find out anything from this, nor did I want anything from him.

He just focused on burning his emotions. In the meantime, he put on a mask and imitated a good man, but originally he was insensitive to the blood and pain of others. I have always struggled to consciously empathize and understand.

And in the first place, this world.

[Aaaaaaaa!!! my please!!! Please stop!!!]

It was a place where you could do anything like this. The era of savagery, when the powerful are legal. What’s wrong with following their laws in the midst of lust and barbarism? for a moment. It was only for a very short time that I had to follow the laws of this place tonight, and when the morning sun rose, I had to return to the ‘good’ Marnac, who followed the teachings of Sanctus and followed him.

Marnak’s mouth curled slowly. It was a bright smile. A terribly bright smile.

Just as an innocent child takes pleasure in tormenting an animal, Marnak felt a strange satisfaction in the series of actions. Was it this enjoyable to unilaterally wield unrestrained violence?

He chuckled, stirring the monster’s brain. The monster’s scream echoed loudly.

“Revenge for my mother is more fun and enjoyable than I thought. It might be a little regretful when the sun rises this morning.”

Marnak pulled the Butcher out of the monster’s body and stepped back. He waited patiently for the monster to finish regenerating.

Katus, exhausted, did not want to stand up again. However, it was after the regeneration was over, as his wish was put to shame.

“Hmm. What price do you have to pay to get a body like that?”

It was a question Marnak threw out without much thought, but the question awakened Katus’s dying spirit.

What he dedicated to the devil.

The right to tell the truth of the case, one leg, and the corpse of Ena, whom I cannot help but love.

‘Katus… I’ll take care of you, too… Please, Mr. Master…’

‘There’s a very earnest soul here. ok i wrote it This time, I’ll do a special underlay and business. What do you want now, my friend?’

On the hallway of the mansion covered in blood, he had sworn to the devil to hand her to the dead. I will definitely keep your last request.

Reasons not to fall That reason raised the monster. Two eyes clearly burned through the eye sockets of the white deer mask.

[I…]

spoke, but the words were incomplete. A deal with the devil. Because of that, he was unable to reveal the truth of what had happened that day at the mansion. But that kind of thing didn’t matter anyway.

Protect the young master, find the culprit, and avenge Ena. For that reason, he couldn’t die here right now.

[I will not die!!!]

Thick white trees grew over his black, bony body and covered his body. White trees intertwined like living muscles, perched on the monster’s body. The fire that stretched over the deer mask grew well over twice as large.

‘Do you know what Cartus is? That some deer in the Northern Kingdom have white hair? I’d like to see you at least once when I get a chance. Doesn’t it sound pretty just thinking about it?’

[I will never die!!!]

The white deer masked monster, which had grown to twice its size, kicked off the ground and ran. Marnak laughed quietly. The Butcher started spinning.

[Don’t stop me!!!]

A rough but powerful blow. Catus gathered all his strength and threw out his fist. Marnak’s hand moved.

The severed forearm flew through the air. No matter how hardened, a tree is a tree. There was no reason why the metal Immortalium, which was created with the hope of eternity, could not be cut. Marnak lightly moved his hand a few more times.

The monster’s limbs were severed.

thud.

The monster’s body fell to the floor.

[Uh…?]

Marnak shook his head.

“How nice it would be if everything in the world could be resolved with a spirit of spirit… but that’s not the case in reality, so it’s a pity.”

If only earnestness could cause a miracle, Sanctus would not have died. Katus’s eyes were stained with frustration.

No matter what I did, there was no chance of survival. Marnak quietly raised the butcher.

[Wait for me!!! I really shouldn’t die here!!! If I die, eh…]

A contract choked his throat. Marnak stood tall and looked down at him.

“Do you think something is wrong?”

[That’s right!]

Marnak shook his head and smiled as if he was really sorry.

“But what about this? I don’t really want to know.”

The author did not ask out of curiosity in the first place. I was just pretending to ask a question to inflame myself a little. Katus gritted his teeth and shouted.

[It’s like a dog…]

Snug.

A dagger that flew from somewhere pierced Marnak’s priestly robe and lodged in his side.

“Just go there.”

A beautiful face and a big, muscular body. Dilgent walked out of the dark woods. He glanced at Katus, who lay dismembered on the floor, and turned to Marnak.

“Shouldn’t we find out the location of the lord’s son from that monster?”

“Anything like that, the way you dry it is different.”

Marnak staggered as he tried to free the dagger lodged in his side. Dilgent shrugged and replied.

“The dagger is coated with neurotoxin. It is better if there are fewer witnesses.”

“okay?”

Marnak drew the dagger from his side without hesitation and smiled. Vivid green tattoos covered Marnak’s skin with light. The gates of corruption vomited a soft light in the dark forest. The flesh where the dagger had been stuck rotted away.

A faint greenish light shone in Marnak’s eyes.

“Then you must die today too. Like you said, it’s better to have fewer witnesses, right?”

Dilgent’s face stiffened at the vivid energy of the evil god.

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