My Cell Prison

Chapter 47: Divination and Sutures

"Mmm~ Mmm!"

The hamstrings are severed with a sharp instrument.

An ordinary person would have screamed in pain.

But having experienced a destiny incident, Pasha knew it was clear that screaming was meaningless, but could attract other ferocious insects and exotic beasts within the [Dark Moon Forest].

Therefore, as soon as her body fell down, she quickly tore off a piece of clothing and put it into her mouth to stop the screams.

That was the only thing she could do.

Repairing the injury was impossible, Pasha had only just been introduced to [Mysticism] and was helpless against such an injury.

Mobility was completely lost, and as far as the current test was concerned, it would only slow Han Dong down.

In a life-or-death situation, many people would choose to abandon their teammates.

However, Han Dong did not do so.

It wasn't some great mercy or holy mother's heart.

It was just that Han Dong was considering a particular reason and had to bring Pasha Burkhart to complete this test together.

Han Dong had prepared a large number of miscellaneous items in his backpack.

It included linen bought from the grocery store, which was just right for bandaging Pasha's ankle injury.

"Thank you..."

Pasha Burkhart's eyes were filled with gratitude.

But she knew very well that the lack of mobility meant that she would only have to wait for death...there was no way she could leave the open Dark Moon Forest.

"You can go! I definitely won't be able to get out of this forest in this state."

Han Dong, on the other hand, crouched patiently in front of Pasha's face and voiced his plan.

"No! I may not be able to walk out on my own.

What has just happened is enough to establish the validity of your statement!

Due to the problem with the directional divination, you let the scissor monster target you...which is now hiding in an underground area to recover.

You perform another Directional Divination to keep the scissor monster locked onto you.

With the pointer positioned, next time I'll just force it out of the ground...and see what kind of monster it is."

"Okay."

In fact, it was very dangerous, and if Han Dong didn't make his move in time... Pasha might be 'cut' by the scissors.

However.

She was already incapacitated, and yet Han Dong chose to take the initiative to stay and give such a plan.

It was too late to be grateful, so naturally, she wouldn't refuse.

As long as she could kill the monster, even if her ankle was injured, she could slowly leave the Dark Moon Forest.

The plan was set.

Han Dong found a relatively low dead tree nearby, and with the power of the "Ghoul Arm", he dragged his body while climbing up to the treetops... and waited quietly for his target to appear.

Pasha sat against the dead tree, torch stuck by her side, and continued to flicker and divine the strange scissor's location.

CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK!

Not long after, the sound of scissors resounded once again in the forest, scaring Pasha into shivering.

Concealing himself through the dark, Han Dong concentrated on the lower end...there was clear green liquid running through the veins of his right arm.

All this time of waiting, ta~ta~ta!

The sound of the hands moving around in the winding device was exceptionally clear.

Even a second's delay or misjudgment in bearing in the next move would result in the failure of the plan and the killing of Pasha.

Three long minutes passed.

The divination pointer held in Pasha's hand no longer pointed in a certain direction and began to turn rapidly in small increments... meaning that the scissor monster was fully approaching.

"Nicholas, it's coming!"

Click, click, click!

The scissors broke through the soil and aimed at Pasha's waist position.

Also, at the same time, the top end of Han Dong jumped down abruptly.

Although it was the lowliest dead tree in the vicinity, it was about four meters in height.

With Han Dong's previous body quality, jumping down from this height and breaking his leg was inevitable.

But now it was different.

There was that part of Han Dong's body (the right arm) that could withstand the impact created when falling from such a height... and could even translate the gravitational potential energy created by the fall into an attack.

"Disguise Revocation

Han Dong's seemingly thin and yellowish right arm.

As it descended, it quickly changed into a "ghoul arm" that was disproportionate to his body.

Thick, green elastic skin, and five sharp, curved claws with plague properties.

The scissors had sliced through Pasha's waist and abdomen and were about to pierce his internal organs.

Han Dong used the impact of his fall to rip through the loose soil with his claws.

Contact was made with the strange shape of the scissors hidden in the ground.

Swish! A feeling of cutting into a soft entity, clearly felt from the fingertips.

The ghoul's arm counteracted most of the falling shock, causing Han Dong to land steadily.

"Get out..."

As the hand claw had fully penetrated the target.

Han Dong exerted the maximum power of his "Ghoul Arm" and pulled up with all his might!

The soil broke open.

A strange shape is picked out of the ground....

Only.

The strange form was in midair, pulling out the claws inserted into its body and falling backwards to distance itself from Han Dong... and landing three meters away.

It was different from Han Dong's imagination of some sort of humanoid creature holding scissors.

The festering, shriveled body, the empty eye holes, the obvious stitches between its joints, was like a long-dead corpse that had been resurrected through some evil sorcery.

It also had eight 'degenerate' arms, each just under 30 centimeters, similar to those of a dwarf... However, these seemingly short arms were covered with hard shells on the back of its fingers and hands, allowing it to dig through the ground.

As for the scissors.

It wasn't held in either hand.

Instead, it is rolled on the tongue.

The tongue, which reached half a meter in length, hung outside the mouth, and with the forked tip of the tongue, rolled around the handle of the scissors, able to make precise cuts on the target.

"What the hell!?"

Honestly.

Such a strange shape of scissors was even creepier than the evil spirits in Destiny Space.

Especially the tongue that stuck out half a meter beyond its mouth, curling around the scissors and swaying in the air... it felt like it would be pierced by the scissors if it got close.

........

Another point was, Han Dong's attack did not have the desired effect.

Although the Scissor Monster's abdomen was pierced by claws, the fungal infection had not spread out.

It seemed that because it itself, is made up of corpses, did not possess a corrosive fungus, there was little effect.

"A product of suturing... A teacher in the mystical faculty who is proficient in suturing techniques can create such monsters." Pasha suddenly told the origin of the strange shape of the scissors.

"How do you deal with it?"

"The core, these suture products are powered by the core, and the core sustains their various activities. If you can destroy the core, you can kill it."

"The core... is similar to the nucleus?"

Han Dong had thought that the huge ghoul hand claws, once pierced to deal with flesh, would end it all with the effect of the "Graveyard Fungus".

"It seems that I was still thinking too simply... can we only fight head-on?"

Han Dong put on as decent a fighting stance as possible.

It was a simple fight he had learned from the gym before he died... and he didn't know if it would work against such a stitched-up monstrosity or not.

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