Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 1923

The dismembered arm was nearly unrecognizable as it was rotten and bloodied. Matthew stared at it for a while, but then he frowned. Then, another loud bang echoed through the air. Matthew darted to the house for a closer look. Someone had broken the back window, and Macon was hobbling into the distance.

The bloodied corpse of Lord Voodoo lay on the ground. Every inch of his skin was infected with the rot, and a knife was buried in his chest. Seems dead. Matthew looked at the dead body, then he turned his attention to the escaping Macon, but he didn't give chase.

Instead, he stood within the courtyard. After some time, Edmund came, and along with him was a big group of henchmen.

"Keep this area under lockdown, especially this courtyard. Don't let anyone come near. And get someone to go after Macon. He's heavily injured and can't fight back," Matthew said.

Edmund nodded. "Right away." He waved his hand, and his men went to cordon off the area. Edmund stared at the corpse on the ground, whispering, "That Voodoo there, Matt? Awfully rotten, though. Can't see his face."

The question was not answered. Matthew stooped before the corpse for a closer look. Half its face was rotten, exposing the skull underneath. Matthew pried his teeth open with a stick. There, in his mouth, was a piece of flesh that was unusual. It didn't even rot despite being exposed to all the poison.

"What is that?" Edmund asked, curious.

Matthew took the piece of flesh and had a closer look. "Flesh of an Immortal Charm."