The priest stopped mid-sentence.

"Just what."

It brings curiosity.

The priest took the props he had prepared and poured them on the eyeballs.

Sizzle.

The sound of corrosion sounded, which made the priest very relieved.

He had tolerated this thing for a long time and finally calmed down.

The moment it was showered with props, it made a piercing scream.

"Ahhhh, I'm going to kill you!"

Several eyeballs burst open under the load, leaving behind thick liquid.

The priest ducked away at that moment. He didn't want to be splashed on his face and be disfigured.

The corrosiveness of that thing has to be said to be resistant.
Chapter completed!