"Ethan Smith, are you okay?"
Sithur Fatty asked nervously.
Ethan Smith shook his head, pressing his hands firmly against the wound on his chest.
From within that horrifying wound, damaged organs extended fine, soft tentacles.
Ethan could feel as if his body had transformed into a creature with incredible regenerative abilities, and the terrifying injury swiftly restored its original appearance with the fusion of the tentacles.
Even parts that were completely shattered began to grow back slowly.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the body that should have been severely damaged was already restored.
This was an incredibly profound experience because when Ethan's body previously turned bizarre.
His Divine Soul was entirely in the God-Sealing Space, which meant he was almost like a living dead.
He couldn't feel the recovery process at all, This firsthand sensation made Ethan somewhat incredulous.
