Translator: La0o9 Editor: La0o9
âKhak!â Bukittel abruptly crouched down and spat out a mouthful of blood: âWithout me knowing, my body has been filled with germs as well?â
Bukittel let go of his sword to see that his hands were covered in wounds, a large number of germs went into his body through these wounds.
âMy Lordâs Grace grants me the power to protect others, Grace of Salvation!â while he was coughing up black blood, Bukittelâs faith was stronger than ever. His body glowed with luxuriant light, and a huge amount of white smoke left his body.
âThe Grace of Salvation has the power to heal wounds and cure diseasesâ Wang Yuan didnât bother to stop him at all and simply observed as Bukittel attempted to remove the germs inside his body: âI think you understand already, the germs have eaten through too much of your body and has become an irreplaceable part of you. Removing them like this can help you escape from the bane of the germs, but you wouldnât be too far from deathâ
âDevil! What are you trying to say!?â Bukittel glared straight at Negary as wounds began to open up on his body and amounts of black blood overflowed from them without stopping.
âSurrender yourself to me!â Wang Yuan offered Bukittel his hand: âEven the Grace of Salvation wonât heal your current wounds!â
âAnd so, surrender yourself to me, let my germs pour into your body, offer your forehead to me, accept my blessing and become a symbiote with the germs. Under the aid of my germs, you will be able to continue livingâ
âAre you questioning my faith, devil!?â Bukittel shouted in anger as five white runes appeared all over his body, Salvation, Protection, Understanding, Justice, and Vitality.
âYou are angry, you are wavering arenât you?â Wang Yuan laughed as his finger began to extend indefinitely, turning into black tentacles of germs that slowly stretched towards Bukittel: âYou are also afraid of death, clergyman, your Lord did not grant you the power to fight against deathâ
âYou are using your anger to hide your fear towards death. Clergyman, surrender yourself to me, and you will find that you no longer have anything to fear!â Wang Yuanâs words contained an indescribable sense of charm, as if they were able to directly affect the deepest part of oneâs inner thoughts.
During these 10 years, Wang Yuan had absorbed the Soul Essence of so many people that he had an acute understanding of the human heart. He accurately grasped the fears of humans and was using them to stimulate Bukittelâs mind.
The white glow around Bukittelâs body gradually weakened, the black germ tentacles had already reached him, pierced through his skin and spread all over his body through his blood vessels.
âAccept my blessing, ahahaha!â Wang Yuan laughed as he poured the germs into Bukittelâs body.
âI truly am afraid of death! Even now, my body trembles from the thought that I would no longer liveâ Bukittelâs voice was exceedingly calm at this moment.
âMy Lord truly did not grant me the power to face death, but the Lordâs existence grants me the belief that I can fight even against death!â after the calm was a thunderous, powerful storm: âDie, Devil!!â
Intense light came out from Bukittelâs body, following the germ tentacles back towards Wang Yuan. At the very moment the germs pierced into his body, he became Bukittelâs disease, which meant he could be âcuredâ.
âHak hak hak...â as the light faded, the humanoid figure was covered in smoke. The smoke was the germs that had been âcuredâ, but after only a few moments, the dead germs turned to ash and fell to the ground, revealing the black blob of flesh inside.
The blob of flesh once again morphed and overflowed with white mucus, and Wang Yuan reappeared before Bukittel in mere seconds: âHahaha, your plan was very decent, but you know too little about me. Iâve already considered the possibility of sudden attacks since a long time agoâ
âThat is why I purposefully model this body this way. My body doesnât need to be closely connected to the human body, my skin is formed by dead mucus germs. This makes it so that Iâm like a matryoshka, one layer after the nextâ
âThis type of non-piercing outside attack can only kill the outermost layer of my body. And inside this environment of germs, my body can regenerate in just a heartbeat, you wonât even reach the innermost layer of my bodyâ Wang Yuan approached Bukittel again and spoke: âOne last chance, offer your forehead to meâ
âThatâs impossible, devilâ Bukittel collapsed on the ground, he was feeling his death to be closer than ever before. He was afraid of death, but his faith towards God gave him the belief to overcome this fear.
âThen there is no other way. However, in my eyes, your faith has been cooked into the most charming delicacy. Even if I canât tame you, a nice meal is decent as wellâ Wang Yuan once again reached his hand out to the dying Bukittel.
Whenever Wang Yuan faced his enemies during the past few years, he would stimulate the other party within a certain limit. If the other party couldnât endure it, then they would simply choose to surrender to Wang Yuan, but if they were able to endure and keep to their faith until the very end, to Wang Yuan who wanted to absorb their Soul essence, this faith was the ultimate delicacy.
And the unyielding tenacity that Bukittel displayed right here had only made his soul become more delicious, not to mention the secrets of the Church of Divine Grace within his memories.
âYour unyielding tenacity and faith, I shall accept!!â
âAs you said, we know too little about you, Negary, but there is no need to hurry. I shall send this information back to the rest, and they will triumph over you, Negary!!â Bukittel now recalled the information he knew about Evil Spirits.
The Church of Divine Grace had studied Evil Spirits quite a bit, so they knew that a person killed by an Evil Spirit would have their memories read to a certain extent. But as people Graced by the Lord, their everything had already been dedicated to the Lord, how could they allow a soul that belongs to God to be tainted? So the church of Divine Grace created a certain secret technique that allowed members to turn their soul into a unique wave when they die.
This secret technique protected the members of the Church of Divine Grace from being tainted by the Evil Spirit, at the same time recording the final whispers of the dead, preserving his final memories. Only people of the Church of Divine Grace or an expert [Respiratory Art] user who could sense rhythm and waves would be able to read the information inside.
âHm? No Soul Essence came out?â Wang Yuan stood in front of Bukittelâs body, feeling a bit puzzled. As he recalled Bukittelâs final act, he chuckled and left under Noahâs respectful watch.
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âThese final whispers of yours, how can I not accept it! Bukittel!â Chris stood up with anger on his expression: âNegary! Following Bukittelâs last wish, I will definitely defeat you!!â
âHak hak hak...â under the great tree, Wang Yuan opened his eyes and chuckled: âIâll be waiting to see that!â