The Last Gentleman N Chapter 335: Cursed Sacred Body

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Chapter 335 -334 Cursed Sacred Body

“Sacred Body?” Yi Chen heard this term for the first ti.

The Archbishop approached Yi Chen and gently sniffed with his over five hundred year-old nose, actually detecting the sll of a corpse beneath the clothing, and this scent was quite complex.

“It seems that you have a deep connection with ceteries, or shall I say, there exists so special cetery creature within you?”

No sooner had the words fallen than the little grape popped its head out from the clothing.

The Archbishop, upon seeing this pitch-black, furry thing with eyes in its mouth, lit up with interest.

“An intriguing creation, I wonder which cetery it originates from?”

“Seven-Day Cetery, it’s a creature cultivated by Mr. Wilbert. Before I beca a gentleman, I worked there, and having been chosen by the organization, by a stroke of luck, I left the cetery with little grape and embarked on the path of a gentleman.”

“It carries not just the aura of Seven-Day Cetery, but at least two others as well.”

Yi Chen imdiately explained, detailing the events concerning Cold Lake Cetery and Stone Statue Cetery.

Upon learning that little grape could absorb the essence of ceteries and transform them into its own attribute, the Archbishop was utterly astounded.

“Such a valuable little guy, and no records of it between organizations? Although I only work amongst the halls of Glory Hall, I still have a good understanding of corpses.

After all, after my old peers die, their bodies all require my care to be managed.

I’ve never seen a corpse that can absorb and integrate the essence of ceteries. If it truly can, indeed, I can let you go to the Holy Body Room and have a look.”

“What the so-called Sacred Body refers to are initially the bodies of the organization’s founders, who against various pressures and risks, spared no effort in creating and developing the organization during mankind’s toughest tis.

Other than us three old tirs who are barely alive, the rest have passed on.

Latterly, gentlen who have made great contributions to the organization, as long as their bodies are relatively intact, are preserved below in the form of Sacred Bodies after death.”

“What’s the difference between a Sacred Body and an ordinary corpse?”

“Only bodies that have undergone the ‘Complete Saint Baptism’ can be called Sacred Bodies.

Once the baptism is complete, the body will never decay.

Unlike specins, Sacred Bodies constantly draw Holy Light particles from among the Glory Hall to maintain their fresh state, with internal organs almost identical to those at the onset of death.”

“The particles absorbed by the Sacred Bodies must all co from you, right?”

“Correct, which is also why I’ve stayed here all this ti.

Since you could sense the presence of the Sacred Bodies unknowingly and with the seal unopened, perhaps there is so destiny, co with ~ Maybe those fellows below want to et a young person like you.”

This speech made Yi Chen a bit creeped out.

But little grape, upon hearing it might et a bunch of undecaying strong corpses, couldn’t help but drool shalessly.

The Archbishop activated a container in a niche on the third layer, click!

A spiraling passageway continuing downward ford on the ground.

With the secret passage open, the sensation grew even clearer.

Even Yi Chen could distinctly feel a bunch of strange ‘physical’ presences below, able to sense their death, yet amidst the death, there was a warm Holy Light intertwining.

The Holy Body Room

Crystal coffins stood erect here, preserving the deceased who had made significant contributions to the organization, indeed all of them maintained the appearance of the mont they died, with their flesh showing no signs of decay.

Yi Chen also paid his respects in turn.

Little grape, however, was behaving strangely,

If it were any other ti, any of these bodies would have been a beautiful treat for little grape, and it would have brazenly pounced on every single one.

But now, little grape had its sights set on just one, following a distinctively delicious grape scent in the air, it led Yi Chen past nurous crystal coffins, deeper inside.

“It’s this one, I slled its grape scent the mont we stepped into the Secret Storage Room

When Yi Chen followed little grape’s lead and looked towards it, he was startled by the sight of the Holy Body and even took a step back… The reason was simple, the strange eyeballs of the other were actually focusing on him.

And such eyes, Yi Chen had never seen before.

“What on earth

At this mont, the Archbishop followed them in, and upon seeing the holy body Yi Chen and the little grape had found, he too had a mont of realization.

“Indeed, the reason you were able to sense the holy body in the secret storage room must be because of [Rudolf], right? It’s no wonder;

the product of your cetery, particularly pronounced in the aspect of eyes, would inevitably experience homologous induction with Rudolf.”

“Rudolf

Yi Chen took another look at the sacred body sealed within the crystal cabinet,

Long eyebrows, white beard, and a head of lush yet ssy white hair. By the looks of it, if judged by the average person’s age, he appeared to be well into his seventies.

However, he was clad in a sleek and simple classical suit that only served to accentuate his tall, and sowhat overly elongated, figure.

Yet, these attires and physical features were not of importance.

The most crucial lay in this man’s eyes,

which looked entirely charred, presenting a scorched black sheen with tiny, shell-like scales covering the surface.

His pupils appeared like a fire ring, and one could even vaguely see flas flickering over them, with the embers occasionally visible among the scales around the eyes.

The rare ‘barbecue sll’ that the little grape had detected was evidence that it had utterly lost the dignity behooving a cetery creature, its saliva flowing continuously like a stream.

Yi Chen soon discovered the tag for this sacred body’s identity at the lower end of the crystal coffin,

Rudolf Fischer, the perfecter of the Prophet system, the cursed Prophet, the chaos peeper

“Prophet?”

“That’s right. Prophet Rudolf is one of the most respectable Prophets in the history of Zion.

The Prophet system he established is still in use today. It ensures that every gentleman who becos a Prophet is completely at the service of the organization, can perform optimally in their area of expertise, and will never betray the organization.

He personally incurred a curse during an exploration of a forbidden area, which tainted both his eyes with unquenchable cursed flas.

Even after his death, having undergone the complete sanctification ceremony, the cursed flas within his eyeballs continued to burn.”

“Is he really dead?”

This question from Yi Chen made the Archbishop look troubled.

“Could it be possible that only his physical body died, and his soul remains trapped within his eyes, eternally suffering the tornt of the flas? Because just now, I felt as if I was being watched, as if he was still alive.”

“You’re not wrong, Rudolf has not completely passed away, but this was his own choice.

In his lifeti, he had no students, for no one could learn his ‘Pupil Skill.’

Unwilling to let the abilities he dedicated his life to exploring vanish along with the curse, he hoped that my ‘Complete Sanctification Ceremony’ would preserve his eyeballs in their original condition, until soone could inherit them.

And maybe part of his soul is also trapped within, constantly enduring the burning curse.

Any outstanding gentleman who proceeds to the Glory Hall, if they specialize in eyes or have a knack for using them, I always bring them down here… yet, sadly, no heir has been found.

The reason I brought you two down here was for the sa purpose.

You may try to make contact with this sacred body, feel the burn of its cursed eyeballs and their condition. If you have any thoughts on this matter, you can consider accepting the inheritance.”

“Hurry up and hand it over~ I can’t wait any longer!”

In the eyes of the little grape, there were no corpses, only two succulent grapes sizzling on a barbecue grill.

“Calm down, little grape. I suggest you observe carefully first. A curse capable of eternally confining a Prophet to the agony of burning is extraordinary;

you could also beco cursed if you touch it rashly.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t be rash!”

As the coffin was opened,

the little grape executed a perfect mid-air three-and-a-half turn to land squarely on the shoulder of the sacred body, and as he reached out to touch that charred eyeball…

The ability of the first corpse – [Eye Collector Gemhar], which had already been activated within him, passively triggered.

Pop!

The two cursed eyeballs, as if attracted by a magnet, detached themselves from their sockets and hovered between the little grape’s left and right palms, slowly being absorbed into his body.