My Cell Prison
Chapter 1062 - Chapter 1062 Chapter 161 Holy Stigma Thorn

Chapter 1062: Chapter 161 Holy Stigma Thorn Chapter 1062: Chapter 161 Holy Stigma Thorn Han Dong had already arranged the church according to Sally’s instructions and was now waiting for the two girls to lure over the lecherous priest.

“I believe Mary, in cooperation with that astute Black Goat, shouldn’t encounter any problems with the seduction plan… But this process is really slow.”

Han Dong leaned back in a corner with fewer thorns and looked up at Camper gliding across the sky.

Although Camper was like a retainer to the Black Goat lady, his strength was still quite commendable.

“Seems like I still have to wait for dozens of minutes, since there’s nothing to do, might as well try testing the thorns… My brain’s scanner should be able to retrieve some information.”

Han Dong took advantage of the free time to return to the biological laboratory in his head.

He threw a recently cut piece of thorn directly into the scanner and soon got a scan report.

‘Holy stigma thorn’

Overview: An extraterrestrial substance, a large number of holy stigmata formations from a different world detected within the thorns.

This type of thorn has strong invasive, transformative, and addictive properties for extraterrestrial life.

Extraterrestrial beings that consume this substance for a long time will undergo a transformation in their fleshly nature, becoming thorn-like life forms. Be sure to eradicate these thorns to prevent their growth and spread in this world.

Type: Holy-level product

Method of use: Non-extraterrestrial lives can acquire the abilities contained within ‘Holy stigma thorns’ through appropriate consumption, whipping, and other means.

Possible abilities to be gained:

1 ‘Thorn backlash’ – Inflicts rebound damage on attackers (damage amount is 30% of suffered damage + 100% individual armor value), whether from physical or magic attacks, both will trigger the reflective damage effect.

2 ‘Pain of thorns’ – Attacks will attach ‘Thorn effect,’ with a certain probability to ignore armor and cause direct damage to the target, and the pain caused by the thorn damage is unavoidable, reflecting 100% of the pain to the target.

3 ‘Heart of thorns (rare)’ – The individual will become a carrier of the holy stigma thorn.

Origin: Such Saint Grade plants originate from a Higher World, it is rumored that a sufferer seeking Truth, crossed the sea of thorns on foot, using pain as food, vines as roads, and spikes as a bed and pillow. When he arrived on the other side of the ocean, the entire sea of thorns merged into his body, assisting him to reach the Saint Grade and leave behind the name of a saint.

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“A saint? Would that be like the Divine nature level of a higher world?

Indeed… There’s more than just ‘Vortex’ substances targeting extraterrestrial life forms.

These four participants en route to London, each carry a specialty against extraterrestrial life forms, even possessing the capability to completely change the essence of extraterrestrials, transforming them into a different species.

They are purposefully sent participants, possibly arranged by the higher-ups of the Black Tower.

However, from the description, this thorn is great stuff for other species.

When Togu returns, trying it on him… might just gain thorn abilities or unexpected growth through the commonality of ‘suffering’.

Moreover, the participant’s corpse that can grow holy stigma thorns without limitation is definitely a good find.

Since everyone’s focus is on ‘Vortex Divinity,’ I might as well try to reach out to the other three participants whose corpses have not yet descended a [Miracle].”

Staring at the report on ‘Holy stigma thorns,’ Han Dong’s face was suffused with a maniacal laughter.

Just as Han Dong returned to the church, Camper, circling in the sky, suddenly descended.

“Get ready, the target has been lured… We must execute the plan successfully and kill that guy.”

“Oh, alright…”

Han Dong keenly felt the lethal intention emanating from Camper, as if his goddess had been taken advantage of by someone else.

Communication ended.

Camper slightly bent his knees, his fearsome wings fully spreading open, each reaching ten meters in width.

With full force, he expanded his wings.

As a gust of wind swept through the church, his wings carried his body soaring towards the sky, disappearing into the clouds.

Han Dong also hid within the depths of the church, using Little Demon Eye to peer through the walls, observing the situation outside the church… No wonder Camper was angry.

Drip, drop, drip, drop…

The Sarene Priest, too excited, dripped a copious amount of grease with every step.

Since the last part of the road was almost deserted, his greasy arm was already draped over Sally, and he even took the opportunity to cop a feel.

Sally, for the smooth execution of the plan, did not resist but appropriately reciprocated.

Maritzis pretended to be a pure and timid newcomer, keeping a slight distance.

As they approached the abandoned church, the Sarene’s spirit, previously lost in desire, suddenly shuddered as if regaining a sliver of clarity.

“Is the secret place you mentioned here? This is a forbidden area; trespassing will be punished,” he said.

Sally, feigning an overflow of affection, caressed the priest’s chest while speaking in a seductive manner, “It’s precisely because this is a forbidden area that no one knows about us… And besides, I like doing what I want in the church.”

Stimulated by Sally’s words, the priest immediately sank into the mire of lust from which he could not extricate himself.

Not caring for anything else, he hugged the beauty in his arms and stepped into the church, while not forgetting to glance back at Maritzis…

Upon entering the church,

Sally deliberately broke away from his embrace and scurried to the altar.

She shed half her clothes, revealing her “fragrant shoulders and jade back.”

This act fully activated the seed of fascination lodged in the priest’s brain, almost completely erasing his defenses.

He strode toward Sally, disregarding all obstacles.

Just as his greasy fingers were about to touch her back…

Ha ha~

Laughter akin to that from the Mad Abyss echoed through the church.

A strong and irresistible suicidal impulse followed the laughter, forcibly planting itself in the priest’s cerebellum, rapidly spreading like a virus and overwhelming the impulses of lust in seconds.

The priest then turned to look at the holy stigma thorn inside the church.

Selecting a particularly resilient segment, he hung it from a remaining beam in the church ceiling, preparing to end his sin-filled life through ‘hanging.’

This method of suicide would allow the thorn’s spikes to pierce through his throat.

The thorns in the abandoned church, having not fed for a long time, would surely drain the newcomer dry in an instant upon sensing fresh food.

Moreover, such a method of suicide made it seem as though the Sarene Priest, unable to let go of the sins once committed in this church, chose to end his life with thorns… completely logical.

At this time, Sally at the altar also redressed herself with the clothes she had partially removed.

Looking towards Han Dong hidden in the shadows, she appreciatively said, “You didn’t disappoint… the effect is indeed remarkable.”

“The target’s consciousness was thoroughly dominated by desire, making it effortless… Miss Sally essentially served the flesh on a platter to my mouth. If I couldn’t swallow it, it would be utterly useless of me,” he responded.

The two exchanged compliments in a well-coordinated mutual flattery.

Meanwhile, the priest had hung himself by the neck.

All that was left was to wait for the thorns to drain him completely, meticulously check the scene once more, and the event would be executed perfectly.

But… the tiniest of accidents still happened.

The ‘hungry thorns’ within the abandoned church, instead of absorbing the priest, resonated with a ‘homology’ and surged frantically into his body.

Such a phenomenon had never occurred within the Thorn Austerity Association.

The Sarene Priest, already significantly transformed by the thorns, took this fortuitous final step.

‘The prepared flesh for transformation,’ ‘the complete resignation to suicidal thoughts,’ and ‘the abundance of holy stigma thorns’ combined to free him completely from the attributes of a demon, pushing him towards an essential transformation into a sacred beast from a different world.

His every inch of skin was re-woven with slender thorny vines, and his eyes filled with dense spikes…

A terrifying monster of indeterminate nature was slowly taking shape.