Chapter 38: Offline

The corpse was breathing, as if it had lingered on the edge of the realm of death before turning back to the world of the living.

The heretics in the room stared dumbfounded at the scene. Some of them didn't even realize that the man before them had actually "died" once just moments ago. The transition between life and death was so brief that without close attention, it was almost indistinguishable—they simply felt the dying "comrade"'s breath suddenly stabilize and strengthen, which was extraordinarily surprising.

The next second, the man lying on the ground opened his eyes.

He seemed to have been in the darkness for too long, so much so that the not-so-bright oil lamp in the room felt blinding. Blinking to adapt to the light, his eyes slowly began to move, as if only then did he take notice of the three black-robed figures gathered around him.