Chapter 373: Eighty-Sixth Floor, Waiting Room (2)
[Time remaining until the eighty-sixth floor: 37 hours 35 minutes.]
Like usual, when I grasped the horn, a sharp jolt of pain shot through my fingertips. While I retrieved it, Natalie cleared the center of the table.
To be honest, I wanted to just toss it down, but I couldn’t bring myself to treat the nearly two-meter-long horn that way. Gritting my teeth from the pain, I carefully set it atop the table.
I frowned.
I still can’t get used to this.
Despite my resistance to pain—and the many times I had handled the horn before—the sensation remained as acute and cutting as ever.
Now that it had absorbed every trace of the corpse, the horn no longer emitted bursts of divine energy like before. Instead, a subdued current of divinity gently radiated from within.
Natalie, Gehenna, and even Hyang studied it closely, curiosity written all over their faces.
Gehenna reached out cautiously. “Hmm, so this is the corpse of a god. Fascinating.”
As soon as her fingers neared the horn’s surface, a surge of divine energy sparked and repelled her hand.
She had clearly anticipated it to react, as she stepped back while flicking her fingers in mild irritation. “Judging by how the horn absorbed all the power, I’d say the god used it often.”
I hadn’t thought of it that way, but it was a compelling idea and piqued my interest again. “Really? Do you know much about divine corpses?”