This damn Frankenstein must have held some personal grudges when he performed surgery on himself; he felt that the pain all over his body was already about to exceed his tolerance limit.
Damn it, the game's pain-blocking system doesn't seem to work that well. It feels like this sour pain is almost catching up with the post-flu weakness!
"Hahaha, we did it, we succeeded! Indeed, the people of Stia are more useful than those lowlifes from the lower city districts!
The previous test subjects couldn't even make it this far; they lost control of their bodies due to excessive pain. How could they still act basically human like this guy can?"
The bishop, who had yet to be named, had an unusually rosy flush on his face as if drunk, and he staggered as he said:
