Chapter 421: A Miracle
Hidan slowly opened his eyes, waking up in the hot spring pool.
Intense pain blurred his mind, leaving him drifting in and out of consciousness.
He twitched a finger subconsciously—was his arm actually still responding?
Memories rushed back: in the cell, the samurai had flayed his arms open, exposing stark white bone.
He lifted his arms, astonished to find the wounds neatly stitched, the flesh perfectly intact. It wasn't just his arms; wounds across his entire body tingled with a numb itch, healing at an astonishing speed.
'A miracle! A miracle!' Hidan roared inwardly. 'Lord Jashin! Have you finally heard your believer's dying call and bestowed your favor?'
A thunderous rumble of hunger in his gut pulled him back to reality. He couldn't even remember the last time he had eaten.
Shifting his gaze, he saw bread and milk resting quietly at the edge of the pool.
'A miracle! Another miracle!' Hidan was submerged in ecstasy once again.