70 – Offering of Repentance
There was only one emotion that came to Kane and Haroni’s eyes when they checked Christine’s eyes.
fear.
As an A-class adventurer, he encountered many monsters and humans, but he had never seen eyes that evoked such primal fear.
Heep, I heard Haroni hiccup. The fact that she was a seasoned veteran adventurer didn’t help her overcome her fears at all.
Kane recalled the time when he encountered a huge wolf-type monster one day.
It was a very dangerous situation even then, and the whole party was in danger of dying if it went wrong. But I didn’t feel as if I couldn’t survive like I do now.
This is dangerous, or you could really die if you get it wrong. However, with the party members, it felt like facing a crisis that could be overcome with difficulty.
And as you can guess from the fact that this party is still active, Kane’s party not only overcame the crisis brilliantly, but also gained an overwhelming reputation by slaughter monsters and collect their spoils.
But now it was different.
No matter how Kane and Herony struggled, death was certain, so it felt like someone whispered in my ear to commit suicide before suffering more.
If you turn your back and run away, you die, if you try to fight you die, if you abandon your weapon and beg for your life, you die.
I couldn’t even guess what to do.
Rather, it looked better when he was surrounded by hundreds of monsters and was fighting desperately like just before.
At that time, if he had devised a way to survive somehow, now even the act of devising a way to survive was considered futile.
I was not confident.
oneself to live
“eww… … uh… … .”
Clumsy expressions of emotion flowed from Kane’s mouth. Most of them were emotions dominated by fear. Christine looked at it and thought.
After all, they are low life creatures that are only worth being used as sacrifices.
Christine started stepping out. With each step, the monsters surrounding Kane, Haroni, and Christine screamed silently.
The surrounding area was filled with worm-type monsters. The black waves that filled the floor were wriggling restlessly.
The nearby forest was all black. Rocks, trees, even the grass that grew a little long, the monsters clung to each other and set their sharp teeth.
However, they did not dare to attack Christine. No, I didn’t even think of approaching it.
The branches they were entrusted with were broken, pushed and pushed against each other and then bounced off, or because there was no space to take up more, and so on.
For whatever reason, monsters that got even a little closer to Christine met the same fate.
As soon as the monsters, which were waiting for an opportunity by clinging to a thin branch, fell to the ground at the same time as the broken branch, they fluttered and struggled and oxidized into a handful of ashes.
As soon as the monsters that were pushing and pushing each other bounced off and got close to Christine, they desperately dug into the ground and ran away, as if they had been scalded by something.
As soon as the demonic spirits, which had been stepping on each other’s bodies and climbing up a small hill, lost their balance and fell to Christine’s side, they were ignited by the weak divine power that filled the surroundings.
Christine’s surroundings were like a sanctuary. A sanctuary where only her god is permitted to exist.
Two bright yellow eyes scanned the horribly devoured corpses.
A corpse with only a few chunks of meat left, blood soaked into the soil, and a staff that should have been used to assist with the use of magic.
A corpse of a human who managed to have a human shape, about 2/3 of it was eaten, and a knife lying on its side.
Both were unsuitable for use as offerings to the gods.
Christine rolled her eyes. I saw a pair of a man and a woman frozen in place from afar.
Christine’s eyes were full of darkness as she scanned the woman. it was that woman A female adventurer with long straight black hair tied at the back of her neck.
An unholy human who dared to speak to her god. A blasphemous human who dared to show her filthy teeth before her god. A blasphemous human who dared to speak a cracked voice at her god.
And the heretic who dared to stand by God.
“Was it you?”
Heroni, who became the target of that bloody hostility, could not stand it any longer and collapsed. Kane felt a tingle in his stomach just by standing next to him.
The distance between Haroni and Christine grew closer by one step.
“I asked if it was you who dared to stand by my god in the body of a sinner.”
Haroni didn’t say anything. I couldn’t. All I could do was hold on with all my might so that I wouldn’t lose my mind and pass out.
The ‘sanctuary’ has become wider. The black earthworms wriggled in panic and crawled desperately to retreat. Unlucky individuals who failed to escape in time were immediately ignited by a purifying flame.
Kane and Haroni were no different. My breath was choking, and my brain was clattering for oxygen. My head started to panic.
It wasn’t that I couldn’t actually breathe, but my brain, terrified, refused to make a rational decision.
Christine put her hands together in front of her chest. He intertwined his fingers with his fingers and put a sly smile on his lips.
“However, my god is the one with infinite mercy. Even a heretic like you will surely stretch out your hand for salvation.”
In an instant, Kane let out a scream.
“Quaaagh!”
“In order to give thanks to the infinite mercy that embraces even the heresy, what should we do?”
Kane screamed in agony as he rolled his arms around and rolled on the floor. Heroni, barely holding on to his panic-stricken mind at the terrible sound, looked to the side.
The skin was burning.
Clearly, nothing was visible above Kane’s body. However, the skin shrank leaving red and black as if on fire.
The hair fell out in clumps. The skin had melted to a level where it was difficult to find its original color, and pale white bones were revealed at first glance between the burning muscles.
“Burn that body, offering yourself.”
The screams subsided little by little. Only the occasional faint moaning could be heard.
Kane’s face was horrendous. All of the skin had been burned, leaving only muscle tissue visible, and the joints hanging precariously as if they were about to break.
The entire body, with only muscles and bones remaining, trembled weakly. As if to make a final effort, the right hand was lifted feebly, but it was not long before it fulfilled its command.
Took, the hand fell. Christine’s gaze was still fixed on Haroni.
“He is now saved. I burned my own body with divinity, and made an offering to my god. God must have been willing to forgive sins.”
Kung, the ground shook as frighteningly as he finished those words. The shadows cast over Heroni and Christine’s bodies disappeared, and sunlight shone on them again.
It was because the huge monster that had swallowed the wagon and soared up into the air fell back down to the ground. Dust was blowing all around.
Christine didn’t even pay attention to the monster. The bright yellow pupil was fixed only on Heroni, with deep hatred.
The black earthworm-like monster opened its mouth in four parts and roared. Air sucked in between the tightly packed teeth.
“However, there is a heresy in this place who has committed a sin that will never be forgiven by simply burning one’s own body.”
The monster twisted its body around and started crawling towards Christine.
It was a speed that could not be called fast, but the monster’s body was so ignorant that the distance quickly narrowed.
The four-pronged mouth indiscriminately swallowed soil and air, increasing its speed. I felt the atmosphere as if I could lightly swallow even a few people.
“I, too, must repent for that. We couldn’t stop the heresy approaching God, we couldn’t stop the heresy that blinds God, and we couldn’t stop the heresy that lures God.”
Hundreds of teeth, each one the length of a polearm’s blade, attacked Christine alone. The flesh between them wriggled grotesquely.
Your mouth was shut.
“Because the sin is very grievous.”
Mouth couldn’t close.
Exactly, it didn’t close completely. The mouth, which was about to close shut to devour everything in front of it, could not pierce Christine’s body and was half-open in a bizarre arrangement.
Broken teeth rolled down.
The upper two prongs tried to pierce Christine’s head and shoulders, and the lower two prongs tried to dig into her feet and calves, but on the contrary, the monster’s teeth were gone.
Christine still had her clasped hands in front of her chest, staring at Haroni, not even moving.
A step later, the monster flapped its heavy body and stepped back. The sound of sucking air from his mouth could be heard.
Every time the monster’s body squirmed, the ground shook as well. The earthen floor was deeply hollowed out, and the surrounding trees crumbled like sorghum cans.
There was blood on the tips of the broken teeth that couldn’t penetrate Christine’s body.
It was black blood.
