The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire - The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire chapter 234

234 – A Song for the Burned Ashes (5)

One step. Another step.

Every time her saint took a light step, she felt a pressure unbecoming of her light weight pressing down on her body.

Everyone there, including me, watched the scene with bated breath.

A procession of warriors from her previous generation lined up on her knees as the saintess walked.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is the most sacred road in the world. The sight of the saint calmly walking down that road was indescribably holy.

I am now witnessing a scene that will become a myth in the distant future.

At this moment, when there is nothing I can predict, I can say that one fact with clear certainty.

”No way…!”

In the midst of everyone watching with fascination the saintly steps of the saint.

A woman standing at the final destination spoke in astonishment with her white face.

”There is no way you would have this much power left now that you have devoted a significant amount of holy power to Priest Lages…!”

The woman’s trembling red pupils took turns examining the face of her saint.

It was right then.

I realized too late what had happened to my body

”·····!”

The body, which was not healthy anywhere, was completely healed.

Even the fingers her were misaligned and stained a dull purple color.

Even the limbs of her that she were shaking unsightly because the tendons she were completely cut.

The pain that felt like being stabbed by a needle in my ribs every time I breathed in and out.

All the wounds and pain disappeared like melting snow.

Now, I see that all of the seven stigmata that had been used up have been filled.

It seemed like he had secretly replenished his holy power when he was rubbing against me a little while ago.

I thought it was just part of the excessive skinship we always had. It was all because I had an idea.

Lately, the actions of this incredibly mature saint have felt a little unfamiliar.

”Oh, don’t come! Don’t come near me!”

”·····”

The woman, facing the saintess who was approaching her with great strides, took a step back with a look of fear on her face.

However, with her legs so rusty from fear, it seemed impossible at first glance to escape from the current saint.

”This outrageous holy power! Come on, no way you! Once again, strength from the Lord! Big, big!?”

”·····”

The woman who had been watching her saint’s movements closely suddenly let out a moan of pain.

”Big! Wow! Damn it!”

Her feminine hands her wandered around her her own her neck her her her, as if something invisible had grabbed her.

Even if her head she is ripped off, even if her whole body she is cut to pieces, even if her whole body she is burned by fierce fire.

For the first time, a look of nervousness appeared on the face of the woman who had maintained her calm demeanor throughout.

It was clear that she had done something to her, but if anyone asked her what she had done specifically, it was difficult for her to say.

On the surface, all the saintess did was walk slowly up to her woman’s nose and look at her face indifferently for a while.

At first glance, it almost seemed like she was putting on a thrilling one-person play on her own.

Shake it up!

”Ka, kahak! Kek!”

The woman’s struggles became more intense.

The sight of her kneeling on the floor, trying with all her might to shake off something that was wrapped around her neck, was so cruel that she couldn’t even open her eyes.

”Does it hurt?”

”·····!”

The saintess muttered one word while tilting her head.

The temperature contained in those words was sharp and cool, like an icicle on a cold winter day.

”Go, go! Evil! Ouch!”

The woman who was struggling desperately at the feet of her saint looked up at her stubbornly.

It was clear that her pitiful movements were begging for mercy.

However, even though the saint knew her intention right away, she ruthlessly ignored her plea.

”Wellna is asking. Does it hurt?”

”Stop it! That’s it! Ah! Evil!”

I belatedly realized the true nature of the woman’s strangling power.

This murderous level of holy power spreads through the disturbing air.

There was no doubt about it.

The saint was now semi-forcibly injecting her divine power into her woman.

Just like you did to me once.

”─!!!”

The creepy ending suddenly cuts off.

However, the woman’s pupils were constantly contracting and dilating, and her intensely longing for her life she was still seeing.

Whoosh whoosh!

How long did the woman’s aimless movements her her, as if trying to grab the hem of the saint’s skirt, continue?

Tap!

In the end, that pathetic hand suddenly fell to the floor, unable to hold onto anything.

Damn it! Damn it!

At that moment, rough cracks began to appear throughout the woman’s body her, accompanied by an ominous bursting sound.

Like pieces of stained glass shattered by a child’s sling, the flesh-colored pieces that made up her face fell to the bottom of the rainforest.

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She wasn’t the only one showing signs of collapse.

The black wall that surrounded this city in all directions.

The red sky gives off a more ominous tone than blood.

All structures that make up this space.

No, the world itself was slowly falling apart, as if it had lost its central point.

”This is…!”

Suddenly, the warrior muttered to himself in astonishment.

Although it was not visible on her face, Big Team, who had inadvertently put down his shield, was also embarrassed.

Like them, I too was suffering from great embarrassment.

Through our experience in conquering numerous dungeons, we were able to figure out what was happening here.

This is a sign that a dungeon that has suffered severe damage to its core is about to collapse.

That means.

”No way, the core of this dungeon is…!”

When those suspicions were raised from my mouth, an answer had already been given.

The woman’s body was transformed into a statue full of cracks due to the aftermath of receiving the saint’s cruel divine power.

At the center of her chest was a red bead that pulsated like a heart.

”Ah, ah…”

There was no doubt about it.

That was clearly the core of this dungeon.

Suddenly, my eyes opened wide.

I’ve read about the fact that a specific monster itself becomes the core of a dungeon, and I’ve often seen it in real life.

The case where a living human became the core of a dungeon was because I had never read about it in literature or seen it in person.

For some reason, it persisted and regenerated despite attacks from its colleagues.

Who would have thought that the characteristic of the dungeon core, which regenerates instantly against attacks from those who do not have the hero’s protection, could be used in this way.

I never even dreamed of it.

”Ahhh·····. Ah…”

The woman kneeled on the floor and sobbed her soulless moans.

A red pupil where the spark of life has completely died out.

Hair that has turned white, like an old man on the verge of death.

A frivolous appearance with saliva dripping from the corner of the lips and running down the chin.

That disheveled appearance was exactly the same as that of the saint from when we first met.

”Ma, Mother…”

One of the saints around her spoke, her lips quivering.

The pitch was so unstable that anyone who heard it could tell that the words were spoken with difficulty.

”·····Hi!”

Such feeble resistance was instantly extinguished with a single cold look from the saint.

”Wake up.”

”Save me…”

As if her anger had not yet subsided, the saint gathered her holy power again.

She was a woman who begged for mercy with all her might with her lips that were cracked like cheap porcelain.

That pitiful act only fueled the anger of her saint.

Pak!

”Ahhh──!!!”

When the saintess gently glanced at her, the top of her head flew off.

If she had been an ordinary human being, she would have died immediately.

But she was a woman, and even in her critical condition, she was still letting out her torn screams from her mouth.

It felt like she was watching her broken statue her her her move her, not a wounded person.

Even though she was seriously injured, not even a single drop of blood flowed from her body.

That uneasy feeling of discomfort gradually increased.

”Does it hurt?”

”Oh, it hurts…! Ah, it hurts… Ugh! Because it hurts. Please… Please that─ ”

Pak!

”Sadism──!!!”’

The woman’s body exploded and gave birth once again due to the deadly power that the saintess unleashed without saying a word.

”My brother was in more pain. My brother was in more pain. My brother was in more pain. My brother was in more pain. My brother was in more pain. My brother was in more pain.”

Pakang! Pakang! Pak!

Dry words repeated mechanically.

The horrifying sound of explosions that followed caused the perceived temperature of the area to plummet to below zero.

The merciless violence did not stop even when the woman reached a point where she could not utter even a single moan.

”Wellna…”

”·····!”

It was from that moment that I barged into the place.

Even though I was completely surrendered to her anger, I guess she heard me calling my name her her her.

Eventually, the saintess’s movements suddenly stopped.

”Oh…Pa…?”

Leaving behind the saintess who was looking up at me with her face filled with embarrassment, I slowly approached the woman in front of her.

”Ah, ah… Ahhh…”

Although her body was regenerating very little by little, she was a woman who was collapsing at a much faster rate. No, Sister Liza.

Life and death. Even at a glance, the sight of her wandering around without belonging to any of those areas was truly pitiful.

”Now… Mercy… Let’s… Rain…”

However, it was a fact that even this country knew, of course, that such a weak mind should not be harbored against this woman.

The mercy I can give this woman.

”Hero… Could you please lend me a knife…?”

Rest after death.

That was all.