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“Ugh…”
After that, Ma Cheol-hyeon fell down the cliff and was pinned to the ground with barely breathing.
Although he escaped death, he was unable to move a finger due to excessive blood loss and severe injuries.
‘Shin Yoo-jun…’
Cheol-hyeon Ma burned his hatred while grinding his teeth.
In my mind, I wanted to climb up the cliff right away and hit him to death, but in reality, I didn’t have the strength left to climb the cliff, let alone kill him.
‘This neat trash… bastard…’
To be more precise, Ma Cheol-hyeon was lucky enough not to die instantly, but he was dying slowly.
“…”
Colleagues who died miserably in front of Ma Cheol-hyeon’s eyes shimmered.
‘Even if I didn’t find the ruins…’
A person who died in a raid without knowing anything.
A person who trusted Shin Yu-jun and died while sleeping in a tent.
A person who took up a weapon because of his own black magic, but was killed without even being able to counterattack.
‘Even if I hadn’t taken that bastard… to the ruins…’
At the same time, Shin Yu-jun’s figure flickered in front of his eyes.
He wore clothes embroidered with butterflies as usual and wielded a scissor sword as usual, but the difference from usual was that he did not protect his colleagues with it, but mercilessly slaughtered them.
‘Even if I didn’t believe in that bastard…’
But no matter who came, I would have no choice but to believe.
Because Shin Yu-Jun didn’t do a good job with the intention of betraying him from the beginning, he was a guy who genuinely cared about this party and his colleagues.
-That’s why the shock was bigger.
less so
My vision gradually blurred and my body began to feel heavy.
I didn’t even have the energy to raise my head.
‘If I die like this, I’ll become a ghost… I can’t go to the afterlife because I have a lot of grudges.’
Ma Chul-hyun smiled and shook his head.
‘I’m going to take revenge on that bastard even if I possessed someone like this…’
Thinking that, I was about to close my eyes.
bruise bruise bruise.
I could hear people’s footsteps in the distance.
At first, I thought it was Shin Yoo-jun, who came to check the body to see if he was dead, but he doesn’t walk with such loud footsteps.
‘What are those… are they here to help me?’
When I squeezed out the remaining strength and raised my head, the images of several people in robes came into my blurry vision.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have asked for help by saying ‘I lived!’ or ‘Please save me!’
‘What’s the point of coming here?’
He is a blood mage who handles black magic.
The injuries he suffered now were nothing like potions or herbs, and he needed the help of a Dark Priest, who was one of the few black magicians to heal.
However, since most Dark Priests still stay near the pitch-black Mage Tower even after three years, it is absolutely impossible for a Dark Priest who ‘accidentally’ passed this area to ‘accidentally’ find you and heal you.
‘I’m sure he just died and possessed…’
Ma Cheol-hyeon lost consciousness at the last thought.
-“Ugh…”
And how long has it been?
“Where is this…”
When Ma Cheol-hyeon regained consciousness, he was on a bed in a dark and cozy room lit by a thin candlestick.
‘Rather than that, why am I still alive?’
He must have suffered a fatal injury that would not be strange even if he died, and was actually dying.
‘It would have been an injury that could not be recovered unless it was a healer… perhaps?’
The betrayal and brutal death of a trusted friend.
And when I came to my senses, I saw an unfamiliar ceiling.
Anyone can see that this is a regression cliché.
“Is that so… Did I return to the past?”
“I didn’t do that.”
Then the door opened and someone in a black and red robe entered the room with an absurd tone.
“Looking at you talking nonsense as soon as you wake up, you must be fine.”
“…Isn’t it a regression?”
“I didn’t.”
“Ah, then, is it possessed or reincarnated? What is the name of this body?”
“The reason you’re not dead and alive is…”
Slowly.
“It’s because they treated me so that they wouldn’t die.”
When the person who entered the room took off the hood, his long black hair flowed down, revealing his bare face hidden by the hood.
“My name is Min Su-yeon. Occupation: Dark Priest. You don’t need any other explanation, do you?”
“…You must have been a man of the trend.”
She was also a dimension mover like Ma Cheol-hyeon.
Because he was a Dark Priest, not an ordinary dimension mover, he was able to heal Ma Cheol-hyeon’s injuries.
“Once all physical injuries have been treated. However, you can’t even fill up the consumed black magic, so if you want to recover to full condition, I recommend lying quietly.”
“….”
“If you need anything, press the bell next to it and call someone.”
“Thank you for treating me…”
Shaak!
Ma Cheol-hyeon quickly cut his arm to open a wound and spread the blood that flowed out around him.
“I don’t think you should believe the story that the Black Priest found a dying blood mage who was passing by by chance and healed him.”
“….”
“Why did you save me? How did you know I was there?”
Ma Cheol-hyeon, whose suspicions were at a MAX level due to Shin Yu-jun’s party, was thinking of stabbing and running away if the person in front of him was a life saver or something suspicious.
‘No one trusts dimension movers anymore.’
no two times
Trusting and being betrayed once is enough.
Chow!
Ma Cheol-hyun sharply spread the blood in all directions so that he could handle Min Soo-yeon at any time.
“…Whoa.”
Min Soo-yeon raised her arms with a short sigh.
Dig!
Then, a red tattoo symbolizing a certain church appeared, proving her identity.
“The symbol of the Sehmet Church…”
“The reason I saved you was because of Sehmet’s orders. Are you done now?”
Min Su-yeon finished her speech by lowering her raised arm.
-As it is now, I was also a member of the Sehmet Church back then. Although they are the lowest class because they do not live a religious life.
In other words, it was the Sehmet Church that saved Ma Chul-hyeon from falling off the cliff.
It was not just ‘accidentally’ saved by passing by, but the church’s followers received Sehmet’s oracle and power and teleported near the cliff to save him.
“…then it’s funnier?”
Ma Chul-hyun, who was listening, opened his mouth as if he was dumbfounded.
“Is the god going out to save even a single god?”
Even if you think about it common sense, it doesn’t make sense.
It is natural for a god to care for his followers, but there is no god who takes care of each and every one of the low-level followers, much less a god who uses his power to save them.
“I asked, but you didn’t answer.”
“…”
“Rather, I want to ask you. What the hell did you do, Sehmet-nim, came forward to save you?”
Min Soo-yeon replied dumbfounded, as if asking why he was the enemy.
Other priests would be overflowing with faith enough to stand on their hands in their sleep under the command of Sehmet, but Min Soo-yeon is a dimension mover who has only been on the Azul continent for a few months, despite her excellent skills as a priest.
“We flew in while praying at dawn to save you.”
“What time zone was the time zone?”
“If Sehmet is a person he cares for that much, the church cannot ignore it, but we don’t know you.”
“What a coincidence. I don’t even know you.”
Apart from his skills, he could not have fanatical faith in God.
“The other priests seem to be more happy that you have fulfilled God’s command than what kind of person you are.”
“I was asking because I didn’t know in the first place.”
I’ve said it over and over again, but Ma Cheol-hyeon has never lived a life of faith worthy of being helped by Sehmet.
‘If it’s the Sehmet Church, whenever I see a branch, I only have memories of going in and getting good luck.’
Far from praying properly, every time I thought to myself, ‘Sehmet, the goddess of Seonjitguk. thank you for this food.’ A man who poured out such absurd remarks.
That was Ma Cheol-hyun.
“Anyway, an order has been issued to take extreme care of your body until it fully recovers. Stop using blood magic and lie down.”
“…”
Cheak!
Ma Chul-hyeon collected the blood that had been spread all over the place.
To be honest, it was true that there was not much dark magic, so it was impossible to escape from the middle of the church, unless even one or two believers would know.
The fortunate thing is that this is the denomination that Ma Cheol-hyeon himself belongs to (although he did not properly live a religious life).
‘okay. For now, recovery is an urgent priority.’
I want to run away right away, but I want to change Shin Yu-jun, but I know better than anyone that it would be futile to try.
Rather, ‘Do you still have friends to lose?’ ‘Rather good!’ I might kill you by doing this.
‘It would be right to quietly hide until I grow stronger.’
The faces of my colleagues are shimmering, but there is nothing good about blindly attacking them.
Because he was a monster who didn’t know what to do.
“Then… I will stay here until I recover.”
“okay.”
“And I want to meet Sehmet-nim when I recover to some extent, but is there a way even for a low-level follower like me?”
Aside from that, Ma Cheol-hyeon was curious about why Sehmet had saved him.
“It could be just a whim, like all gods do, but I want to hear the reason.”
“well. As a priest, I have nothing else to say except, ‘Pray with sincerity.’”
Because in the first place, divine beings were not something humans could meet if they wanted to.
“Then I can’t help it.”
It was the moment when Ma Cheol-hyeon muttered this and sat down on the bed.
Hwaaak!
All of a sudden, the smell of blood came from everywhere, and I thought
“#%%%%$.”
Min Soo-yeon, who was standing in front of her, shed bloody tears and began to radiate dark, black divine power from her entire body.
“No way…”
{Did he find out right away?}
“There’s no way he wouldn’t know.”
And with each step she took, a red mark spread from her toes.
“God suddenly appeared before my eyes.”
Ma Cheol-hyun replied with a puzzled face.
Sehmet, the god of blood and slaughter, borrowed the body of his follower, Min Soo-yeon, and descended to the earth.
