Chapter 563 – 563. Corrupted Priest (4)
“Keah!”
“Live… Help me… !”
Screams filled with the terrible pain of being ripped and ripped of flesh are carried by the wind and soaked through the city.
Tens of thousands of people live in this city alone.
Such people are attacked and killed by the undead all at once, and Marius’ morale is injected to make the dead bodies into other undead.
As time passed, the number gradually increased, and the zombies, who did not have intelligence, continued to attack other people with ferocious aggression.
“Oh my… Medical charge… !”
“This is a nightmare… ! It’s a nightmare… !”
The soldiers, priests and paladins who were dealing with the undead that were endlessly flooding in were astonished.
Ordinary soldiers don’t know, but the priests and paladins were definitely right against the undead regardless of whether they used divine power, but there were clear limits to the divine power that could exert the miracle.
As the fight continued, their physical strength and divine power were depleted, while the number of undead did not decrease, so it was crazy for them.
In addition, it was not only their stamina and divine power that were cut off as time passed.
Facing and opposing the undead, who were friends, family, and lovers to some, is on a different level from simply defeating enemies to the extent that even their hearts are cut.
The undead of Marius, who occupied the entire city, attacking those who hesitated, hesitated, and gave up, easily overpowered the temple’s troops.
No matter how much divine power, stamina, mental power, etc. Had clear limits, as they recklessly pushed through the endless man-made tactics, the temple of the Coloras branch, which was the center of the city, was easily taken over by the undead.
It was purely because there was a problem with the temple’s troops.
A place where all the temple personnel of the Coloras branch reach the average or below average people who have been pushed out of the competition in the central temple and have been weeded out.
Even more so, it is natural for them to be unable to deal with the sudden attack of the undead, as they have almost no experience of experiencing the existence of the undead as well as war.
“Is this it?”
Marius simply entered the temple and looked around him.
Reviving the memory of having been here once, he moved without hesitation to the bishop’s classroom where Venter was supposed to be.
Bang!
When I kicked the bishop’s classroom door with all my might, the hinges were ripped off and the door flew into the sky.
“Suck!?”
As the flying door hit the ceiling with a kick, someone inside shook their shoulders and let out a startling breathing sound.
The silence that followed was very calm, unlike the chaotic situation outside, but Marius immediately held his breath and noticed the hidden existence.
He was desperately trying to hide his presence, but the desk he was hiding in trembled as if expressing the fear and agitation he couldn’t contain.
“…”
Kruck!
Marius pointed his finger at the desk that was shaking violently without saying anything, and the deathhound that received his command made a ferocious noise and rushed toward the desk.
Thud!
The desk, which was shattered in vain when it hit the head, could no longer protect the trembling priest.
“Here you are. Bishop Venter.”
“Oh, Marius… !”
Horror filled Venter’s eyes as he crawled backwards across the floor to gain some distance from Marius.
Seeing that face, a smile begins to bloom on Marius’ face.
It is natural to be happy to finally be able to meet the face I have longed to see.
“Hee, hee… !”
Venter was horrified to see Marius’ smile stained with the blood of the humans who had been brutally slaughtered by the undead.
The face of Marius, who showed his feelings of infinite joy without embellishment, was perfectly honest, but it was also terrifying and cruel.
“What are you doing here by yourself?”
Marius asked.
“Everyone is out there fighting for their lives right now, what are you doing?”
Many priests, paladins, and soldiers tried their best to stop the undead, but they could not stand it and all died.
In the midst of a disaster that covers the entire city and massacres many people, the person in charge of this city is hiding under a desk in this building and trembling.
“Is this a bishop?”
How could such a person have become a manager representing the city and a person with the status of a high-ranking priest?
The question is simple.
He would have built up his status and wealth by committing injustice and covering up, just as he had done to himself and to the townsfolk.
No matter how great her necromantic arts, manifested by the power of Mediah, are only a small fraction of the power she used to use.
However, the fact that this city was occupied by only one Marius was a result of showing how weak and weak the city’s defense system was.
In a word, it can be said that this result came about because Venter, the owner of this city, was so incompetent.
I laughed because I was dumbfounded.
“Sah, save me…”
Venter, trembling with fear, begged Marius for his life.
“Why is that?”
Marius moved his steps slowly towards Venter, got down on one knee, and asked Venter at eye level.
“Why are you shaking so much?”
“…”
“Have you done anything wrong to me?”
His question with a gentle smile gave off the illusion that he would forgive him if he were honest, but the gloomy aura that flowed from his body was a terrible aura that gave goosebumps through Venter’s body.
Trembling and grinding his teeth, Venter couldn’t answer Marius’ question right away.
She knew very well that the weight of the wrong she had done to him was by no means light.
I couldn’t open my mouth hastily because I intuitively noticed that if I made the mistake of making fun of his mouth, the moment my throat would fly off.
Kreur
Even the black thing snarling at Venter from behind Marius does a lot to give chills all over its mere presence.
Kruck!
Finally, unable to resist the urge, the deathhound rushed at Venter.
“Aww!”
Kwajik!
Venter’s arm, which was crawling backwards on the floor, was swallowed by the large mouth of the death hound that ran towards him.
Blood gushed out of his arm, which had been bitten by the power of his terrifying jaw, and soaked the floor.
It happened so quickly that Venter, not realizing what had happened, looked at his arm, feeling its hollowness.
“Uh, ah!”
He belatedly checked the condition of his arm, which was pouring out her blood, and screamed in fright.
“Eight… ! My arm… ! My arm… !”
Marius trampled on Venter’s chest, causing him to have a seizure.
“People in our village ended their lives in that dungeon without proper treatment or food even after being beaten mercilessly.”
Making a fuss like that only fueled Marius’ anger even more.
“Sah, live… Please forgive!”
“Forgiveness?”
Marius tilted his head as he saw Venter begging for forgiveness even while bleeding from one arm that had been bitten by the Death Hound.
“What are you asking for forgiveness for?”
What did he do to himself and his villagers?
I was able to grasp his general circumstances, but I only knew that Venter had deceived him and the villagers, but I did not know the details, so I suddenly became curious.
What the hell was Venter doing?
“…”
Seeing Marius quietly waiting for an answer, Venter couldn’t answer right away.
He couldn’t bear to put into practice what he was saying with his own mouth.
“Deathhound.”
Big?
When the awaited reply did not come, Marius summoned his loyal men and gave the order again.
He stretched out his hand and pointed at Venter’s body, covered in blood.
One of his legs to be exact.
“Eat it away.”
Kreuk!
As if waiting, the deathhound bit off one of Venter’s legs.
“Ah!”
The vivid sensation of flesh and bones being completely cut off caused an unbearable agonizing pain, causing a scream that seemed to split the whole body.
“Nice… Ugh… !”
The continuation of the pain he has experienced for the first time in his life does not even allow him to lose his mind, and the only thing he can do is beg for his life with the death god in front of him.
But he knew very well that Marius would not tolerate that.
“Kill… Give…”
I just want a comfortable death so that this terrible pain doesn’t continue.
Although he has built up his current position and wealth by committing numerous injustices and corruptions, the terrible pain that all of them are useless is so terrible that he wishes to end his life on his own.
“Say.”
Marius no longer respected Venter.
It was the same as subconsciously declaring that he had severed all ties between Venter and himself, and that he had the right to kill him.
Unable to overcome the forceful tone, Venter slowly told himself what he had done to the villagers of Marius.
“After you left town… I visited the village regularly and built trust with the villagers.”
“And?”
“And… In the name of sponsoring the woman who is the manager of the nursery school… Sexual entertainment to other dignitaries…”
Kwajik!
“Aagh!”
Venter screamed once more at the sudden action of the Death Hound, which violently bit off the remaining leg of Venter, who was confessing his guilt.
The reason Deathhound took action despite not giving a separate order was because the owner’s necromantic spirit, which was sympathetic to him, was strongly influenced by Marius’ emotions, who imagined what Ness would have been through.
“… And.”
Marius forced the trembling of his fists to stop, and demanded that Venter continue.
“And… They forged insignia and documents indicating that they were a cult, and hid them in the nursery school while the woman, her manager, was gone, and arrested all the villagers under the pretext of it.”
“… And.”
It wasn’t just the trembling of his fists that he was enduring.
A tremor in his voice, desperately holding on to keep his emotions from collapsing, flowed from Marius’s mouth as he clenched his teeth.
“And… All the men and the elderly who were no longer needed were left unattended, and all the women in the village were sold into slavery…”
“…”
Marius intuitively realized.
What kind of future did Ness face?
Just imagining it made my stomach twist, and I desperately suppressed the urge to kill Venter right in front of him.
“I, really, this is it… ! Now, stop killing me!”
Venter pleaded, holding Marius’s arm with his last remaining arm.
Throwing away his hand begging him to please free himself from this hellish pain, Marius answered his plea.
“There is still one left.”
“What… ?”
“The men who made Ness do those dirty dirty things. Are they all in this city?”
“Two, two are still here… ! But one… !”
“One?”
“I-I already left this town… !”
“Who is that?”
“Le, the third prince of the kingdom of Rendir… Deccan Lendirda… !”
“… Okay.”
Having heard everything he wanted to hear, Marius stood up.
The two people in this village were probably killed by the undead created by their necromantic skills.
He had no intention of gently killing those who touched Ness’s body and did nasty and dirty things, but it was regrettable that he couldn’t help but kill them.
However, while expressing feelings of annoyance and anger at the fact that there is still one more target to kill, there is a self that is happy inside.
“Now, stop killing me…”
Venter has lost both of his legs and is unable to stand.
Finally, he stretched out his remaining arm towards Marius and begged him to kill him comfortably, but Marius, who looked down at him with a miserable face, did not grant what he wished for.
“I didn’t make that promise.”
“That… Run… !”
Venter’s face, which had been relieved that he could finally feel at ease, was stained with despair.
Soon after, he noticed the dark energy coming towards him and shuddered at him.
“Do not come…”
It was as if a worm was approaching little by little, full of loathsome death qi soon consumed both legs and one arm that had been devoured and covered his entire body.
“Town… ! Ugh… !”
It was the aura itself that contained Marius’ emotions as they were.
The death qi that covered Venter’s entire body would devour all remaining flesh from his body, and then bite off his heart and intestines as well as his genitals from the lower half of his body, repeating the action until no shape remains.
“Haha…”
The attack of the undead ended with Marius’ victory in vain.
Even though he slaughtered tens of thousands of people on a large scale, he laughed at his own mental state of feeling no guilt.
Even the moment filled with people’s despairing screams feels so much fun.
Marius laughed, realizing to himself that his mind and soul were going mad with his apparently shortened lifespan.
And he, having heard from Venter, remembered where the last thing he had to kill was.
“It’s the Kingdom of Rendir…”
Marius, who had never even gone out of the narrow outskirts of the village, did not know where it was.
But he had a clear reason for going there.
One is because there is a person who commits Ness, who is no different from his precious family.
And the second one.
– Come on, hurry up and finish your work. Will you work hard so that I can go to meet ‘my love’?
Because it was the perfect place for the stage where you could bring your goddess to this place.
“According to the will of the goddess.”
Marius started his own journey to summon his goddess.
