The Priest of Corruption Chapter 146

Ultor.

Ultor.

For Ultor, it was easy enough to arrive in Ebedos following a group of unknowns who had gone just a few days ahead. Especially if each and every one of them stands out.

In addition, Marnac’s party found an injured Giselle on a cart and moved, so it was easier to track.

One priest, four women, and one gold dragon.

Ultor could hear details of their appearance from the farmhouse that sold them the cart. Especially the information that one of the four women looked pretty badly hurt.

If he had come this far, the one who couldn’t keep up with him would have been an asshole. In addition, as a result of analyzing the direction of their movement, it was clear that they were heading for Ebedos.

The day Ultor arrived in Ebedos a few days after Marnac and his party. Just in time, the lord’s blockade was lifted, and Ultor was able to enter Ebedos very easily. As a result of lightly asking after entering Ebedos, he was able to easily identify even the lodging where Marnac and his party were staying.

In fact, what Ultor was concerned about was that the people he pursued had nothing to do with his master’s death. If they hadn’t killed the master, they would have had to find the trumpeter of rest who had gone in another direction. But ironically, his worries disappeared the moment he saw Marnak’s group.

Dark-haired woman in bandages. Her master’s weapon was dangling from her waist.

A very familiar skewer and sword. Even if they did not kill the master, it was clear that they had some connection with the master’s death. At least for that dark-haired woman. Ultor guessed that the woman was probably a demon worshiper or a demonic contractor.

Most of the people his master chased and hunted were usually one of the two.

But a new problem greeted Ulthor. The priest named Marnak was a real priest, just like himself, judging from the priestly clothes he was wearing.

Is that priest being tricked by the dark-haired woman?

Unless you’ve been trained as a professional tracker, it’s never been easy to see through the true identities of demonic contractors and worshipers of evil spirits.

For this reason, since ancient times, priests have often been stabbed in the back by demonic contractors and worshipers of evil spirits who approached them pretending to be good.

Ultor rummaged in his bosom as he watched Marnak and his party making noise in the distance. Ultor’s fingertips held nothing.

“shit.”

Unlike his master, who always obsessively carried a relic that could identify the worshipers of the evil gods, Ultor was not very zealous in hunting them down. Rather, he preferred hunting the bounty set by the imperial nobility.

His teacher had always scolded him for not being obsessed with worldly gold and silver treasures, but he had no intention of living a life of wasting his barely-earned money hunting the enemies of the gods again.

“Tsk.”

Ultor, who clicked his tongue briefly, left behind Marnak and his party, who were laughing among themselves, and went to the nearby merchant shop to purchase a holy relic that would identify the worshipers of the evil god.

“Already sold out.”

“That item is already sold out.”

“Couldn’t you have come a little earlier?”

“It’s probably the same thing that you can’t find anything anywhere else.”

“what?”

By the time Ultor found the caravans, it was too late to save the relics. Relics that identify worshipers of evil spirits are not very popular items, so they were always in stock, but an unknown buyer swept all the stock as if not leaving a single relic. Ulthor was truly taken aback by the unexpected turn of events.

It was clear that they would have left their share of relics when searching through the warehouses of the upper ranks, but Ultor did not have the power or position to take the relics that lay deep in the warehouses.

In the unexpected situations that keep happening, Ultor felt somehow ominous.

“That old lady is really needlessly dying…”

He changed his strategy and first looked for an opportunity to secretly contact a woman named Giselle. But the dark-haired woman never went alone, as if she had expected someone to target her. Wherever she went, there was always a golden man armed with a sword around her.

It was that Tergio, who had not yet been suspicious of Giselle, was following her to keep an eye on her, but Ultor had no way of knowing the circumstances.

As long as he did not know the level of the enemy’s power, he could have been decapitated like his teacher if he approached hastily. Ulthor changed its approach. When Giselle is alone, instead of abducting her and making her confess everything, he went to an information dealer in Ebedos to purchase information about Marnac’s party.

However, as soon as Ultor put in a request to purchase the information, the information manager informed him that Marnak and his party had already found a boat and were going to leave the next day. Now it was time to infiltrate and find out with my own body, rather than requesting additional information.

That night, Ultor quickly knocked out one of Captain Plantum’s hired crewmen and dressed up as him. disguise and infiltration. It was something Ultor was very used to and could do well.

Ultor was very confident in his makeup and acting. It seems that the party will be traveling by boat for a while, so in the meantime, I made a plan to poke holes in the gaps by gathering information step by step. And the plan seemed to be going very smoothly.

“Since the ship has also departed, I would like you to reveal your identity soon.”

Until the identity of the ship was discovered as soon as it departed.

***

“Master…?”

Marnak tilted his head at the word “teacher” that suddenly jumped out of the man in front of him.

I listened to it, but nothing really came to mind. No, there was one person who immediately came to mind when I said teacher. Master Friedya. Marnak drew an image of Master that came to his mind and smiled a little.

“I don’t know what happened, but there seems to be a little misunderstanding.”

Marnak decided to calm down the man in front of him. Although he covets Ceylon’s relics, he is a priest and not a robber.

“misunderstanding?”

Ultor laughed. His eyes fell over Marnak’s shoulder to one of the women who had popped out to watch the sudden commotion. No, to be precise, with a pair of weapons carried around a woman’s waist.

“Old man… No, Master would rather die when he dies. He was an old man who never left his weapon in the hands of others. By the way… is Master’s weapon just over there?”

Looking in the direction Ultor’s chin pointed, Marnak realized that the man the man was talking about was an old man who had died at his own hands some time ago. Marnak quickly scanned the man’s body.

Because he was wearing a sailor’s disguise, he couldn’t see any weapons on his body. But don’t be careless. As long as he had Ceylon’s relics, it was absolutely not strange if a strange weapon suddenly protruded from anywhere in his body.

Here, to say that I killed your teacher and absorbed him into the divine is the worst of the worst. This place was on a boat floating on the water, not on the ground supported by the solid earth. Marnak trembled at the thought of being tied up by having his stomach crushed and eaten while fighting here.

The useless suffering was a no-brainer.

“I don’t know what you misunderstood, but we just picked up that weapon by accident.”

A blatantly shameless excuse. Hearing that excuse, Jamel realized at once how the situation was going and poked Giselle in the side and whispered.

‘That’s why I said it was embarrassing to bring those weapons!’

‘Are you blaming me in this situation?’

‘huh! blame you!!! If you tell our generous priest Marnak, he would have bought you one or two weapons for self-defense.

‘Ha, of course this was my share! Are you really my friend Jamel?’

Giselle was very unhappy. I was suddenly caught and stripped naked, and I was the one who had all my money and belongings robbed by that crazy old woman, but this kind of thing happened because the old woman died and I barely got this old weapon.

In fact, if she had known in advance that Marnak’s spending was generous to her companions, she would not have bothered to take the dead old man’s weapon.

Jamel snorted and glared at Giselle.

‘A ball is a ball and a living limb!’

‘Can you just shut up? Because you keep talking, that man is looking this way!’

The sound of the two women talking in the distance was so low that the criminal could not hear it, but the artifact worn in his ear amplified the small sound so that he could hear it vividly as if he were listening right next to him.

“under.”

Ultor let out a short exclamation before laughing bitterly.

“I expected it to some extent, but that woman killed the old woman. bitch.”

The necklace around Ulthor’s neck cracked and the metal exploded, wrapping around his body, head and arms. Before long, Ulthor’s upper body was covered in thick Immortalium armor.

at least two sites.

Marnak realized that the man had more than one artifact from Ceylon. Marnak shouted without even looking back.

“Captain Plantum and the crew, please go inside!”

If the captain was lost here, there would be no one to move the water swallow. Jamel responded quickly.

“The captain and the crew were already hiding inside the van as soon as the man ripped his face off!!! He asked me to call him when he was done!”

“…”

Marnak felt a subtle sense of shame, but he did not show it and quietly raised the butcher. Ultor glared at Marnak and spoke in a low voice.

“I’m telling you this specially because you’re a priest, but your party is being tricked by that dark-haired woman like a retard. That dark-haired woman is a goddamn devil worshiper or a demon contractor!!!”

Marnak briefly struggled with how to answer, but soon made up his mind.

“Worshipers of evil spirits!!! Giselle is not like that!!! From what I’ve seen, she is a very good person!!!”

I had to act here, just in case the sailors inside might hear it.

While Giselle was dumbfounded by Marnac’s sudden reply without prior consultation, Jamel, who claimed to be Marnac’s confidant, waved his hand and quickly continued the conversation.

“that’s right!!! How nice Gisele has been! Giselle is a worshiper of evil spirits? Absolutely no way!!! If that kind of Giselle is a worshiper of evil spirits, then she must be a petite person with a real face and thick skin!!!”

“hey! What the hell are you saying now…”

“Look! Even Giselle says it’s unfair!!!”

Jamel quickly grabbed Gisele by the shoulder and whispered, ‘Come on, act!’ Giselle stammered, stuttering. She wasn’t very good at acting like this.

“Yeah! I feel so unfair!!!”

Ultor gritted his teeth inside the Immortalium helmet.

“The cunning bitch really bewitched people!!! Four years of bare face!!! This Ultor will reveal itself!!! No matter where you feel your life is threatened, how long can you wear that mask!!!”

Ulthor spread his hands. At the same time, something resembling a harpoon protruded from his left palm and lodged in the ship’s railing.

bang!

At the same time, the immortalium thread connecting Ulthor and the harpoon quickly shrank. When the power ‘acceleration’ as a priest who serves his wrong clock was added to it, Ultor’s body began to maneuver at an incredible speed that even Marnak could not easily react to.

In an instant, he rushed over Marnac and toward Giselle. In the first place, the man being deceived by that wicked woman was not the target he was aiming for.

Marnak’s pupils followed Ulthor’s movements, but his body was unable to respond due to physical limitations. That’s when Marnak had no choice but to use the ‘Gate of Corruption’ to follow Ulthor’s movements.

“Block it.”

Kwajik!!!

A low murmur. Ulthor was hit by an ice spear protruding from the air and rolled across the deck. A woman with long, flowing silver hair slowly walked out from behind Giselle. Beside her was a green-haired woman with a gun and a huge metal knight.

Dacia frowned slightly and glared at Ultor, who quickly rose from her seat.

“Do the priests of the Empire carry out their own opinions in this ignorant way every time? I can’t help but marvel at how rude this is.”

hooked

little sound. Unlike the outside of the armor, which seemed to be nothing on the outside, various processes were being complicated inside the armor Ultor was wearing.

Work number 4, which sensed the owner’s crisis, and the armor that covered Ultor’s upper body injected several drugs that strengthened the wearer’s body at the same time. Ultor jumped up from his seat, feeling the vitality running through his body.

Ultor gnashed his teeth. Was there a wizard involved? Things were getting more and more annoying.

“That dark-haired woman over there is at least a worshiper of evil spirits!!! Everyone went crazy because they were so fascinated by that woman!!!”

Golden eyes coldly looked down at Ulthor.

“Whether she is a demon worshiper or not. First of all, as long as they are our colleagues, this is a problem we will take care of ourselves. I’ll check on Giselle in the next city, so don’t mind me now. And…”

Dacia cut off briefly, squinting one eye.

“Seeing that you didn’t say to check it out and just insisted on it, in the end, you also don’t have any means to prove that Giselle is a worshiper of evil spirits, right?”

“That’s…”

The silver-haired woman was right. In the first place, if there was a sacred object to identify the worshipers of evil spirits, all they had to do was prove it right here.

“I guess I’m right.”

dismissal. Thunderbolts rose from Dacia’s fingertips. She spoke briefly with lightning bolts covering her arms.

“I want you to get off the boat that we boarded without permission. I rented it at a higher price, so other passengers will refuse.”

Ulthor quickly rolled his head and calculated. one wizard. Two women who don’t seem to have much fighting power. The worshipers of evil gods would be abandoned by the party the moment they used their powers, so there was no need to consider the last thing.

In addition, the priest holding the sword couldn’t even properly react to his movements earlier.

The odds of winning were overwhelming. Ultor finally made up his mind. To unmask that wicked woman by force of arms. If it is revealed why he made this choice, everyone, starting with that priest, will understand him. Ulthor quickly lowered his stance.

“It’s not enough to just leave here… I got a lot from my old friends!!!”

bang!!!

The moment he was about to jump out of the seat, a priest wearing black armor on the lower half of his body spewed out splendid light from the tips of his feet. unexpected appearance. Before Ulthor could unleash his powers, Marnak promptly swung the Butcher and struck Ultor through the helmeted head.

KANG!!!

In the first place, it was a collision between Immortaliums, so I didn’t bother turning on the engine. Marnak intended to deliver the shock and turn Ulthor’s head into a mush. He had no intention of keeping the group alive as long as he was aiming for them.

Red blood gushed out from between the holes in the helmet. Armor piece 4 covering Ultor’s body did not watch his master fall again. In an instant, countless metal needles burrowed into Ulthor’s body and began to use all their abilities to bring his master back to life.

Marnak raised the butcher once more to end Ulthor once and for all. Then, like the last time, many metal wires protruded from his wrists and dug into Ulthor’s armor.

“hmm?”

shit.

As the lines dug into the armor, the nodes began to forcibly split.

Beep beep!!!

Finally, as the metal wires ripped off the arms of the armor, the armor that covered Ulthor’s body began to make a loud noise. Sharp immortalium spikes protruding from the armor rushed at Marnak.

As soon as Marnak, who had no idea what was going on, stepped back, the armor moved the sharp spines it spewed out like bug feet and jumped off the ship.

with a splash.

“Where!!!”

As if Dacia had been waiting for it, it fired a lightning bolt, but the armor didn’t care about the thunderbolt at all and went straight into the deep water and disappeared.

good.

Marnak’s bracelet absorbed both arms of the armor that had been ripped off, and after a while, both arms of Marnak were covered with armor in an instant. A completely different look from before, when only the right arm was covered. Marnak muttered in a confused voice.

“It’s finally matched, but… what the hell just happened…?”

The answer came from the metal knight. He murmured as he looked at the vast river.

– It seems that the man succeeded in ‘imprinting’ the 4th work. successor.

***

“Cool!”

Ultor, who vomited up a lot of water, came to his senses within a few seconds of cooing.

“This is…”

A familiar sight. The place where he awoke was by the river where he could see Ebedos. I don’t know how the heck he got here.

Ultor gnashed his teeth. A stupid priest who was tricked by a woman and attacked himself. He murmured with indignation.

“You bastard Marnac…”

“Hey…”

A voice suddenly came from behind. There was a presence that he did not even feel. Ulthor suppressed the goose bumps growing on his back and quickly turned his head.

Dark blue eyes and blue hair. The woman in the priestly uniform of Seonghwagyo met his eyes and smiled softly.

“I happened to hear it while walking down the street. I want to hear a little more detail about what you just said.”