Chapter 93 The Convinced Shadow Demon
Aiwass was ready.
He wasn't truly disabled. At this distance, the deformed limb demon, acting on instinct, would definitely attack him first.
It was basically impossible for him to hit the limb demon - with its reflexes, it could easily dodge even if it was shot. How could Aiwass, who had never learned swordsmanship, possibly hit it?
The monstrous limb is immune to curses, so the violent cough enchantment on the "Noble Red" ring has no effect on it; it is basically immune to laws and is too fast for law mages to catch it; it is also immune to petrification, so Lady Maya's Amber Fire has no effect on it.
But even if the Shadow Fiend wasn't exposed, Aiwass had already figured out how to deal with it.
When he made up his mind, a golden-red glow ignited in his pupils, and his left hand gently pressed on the holy sword.
Isabel, who was hiding in the corner, saw this scene and her pupils suddenly shrank.
——It’s really Mr. Fox!
She subconsciously stretched out her right hand, and the voice was about to come out of her mouth -
But the next moment, Isabel's mind went blank.
Iverson, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was pierced through the chest by the deformed demon whose right hand became extremely long and narrow!
His wheelchair rolled backwards, hitting Lily and bouncing back. Caught off guard, Lily was sent flying by the wheelchair, but what truly paralyzed her was what she saw... the sharp claws piercing through Aiwass's back.
But Aiwass did not die.
Because long before he was attacked, he had used the flame on his holy sword as a medium and began to use the method of "worshiping fire"!
Therefore, the moment he was attacked by the deformed-limbed demon, he recovered some of the injuries he had suffered.
Bishop Maya recognized it immediately - this was a skill that only priests proficient in combat could master, pre-treatment!
Prepare to heal before your teammates or yourself are injured—healing the instant you take damage minimizes the impact. No more fainting from the impact, no more pause for thought from the excruciating pain. It's as if you've weathered the attack.
This technique does not require special training, only the ability to predict the enemy's behavior.
Aiwass knew the monstrous limbs too well—he had even used a monstrous limb's body in his advancement ritual. The demonologist who had contracted the monstrous limbs was not as proficient in the monstrous limbs as Aiwass.
After realizing that he would be attacked by the Deformed Demon's real body after he killed the Deformed Demon's substitute with one sword, he decided to use his body as a trap to lure the opponent into attacking.
This spontaneous action simultaneously conformed to the principles of transcendence and dedication to the Path. Aiwass felt the power of the Path continuously flowing into his body, constantly strengthening his perception, willpower, and vitality.
As he had hoped, after using pre-treatment to withstand the inevitable blow and staying awake, Aiwass knew he had won.
He immediately pressed his left hand, which had been cut by the holy sword, against the deformed-limbed demon's arm. Just by touching the blade, his palm was already cut open, bleeding. He was currently practicing fire ritual, so the flames wouldn't burn him, causing the wound to scorch.
Just like every person who was pierced through the chest by the deformed limb demon, unable to struggle... he pressed his wound in vain, pressed the deformed limb demon's arm, hoping it wouldn't pull out. But in the end, it was just wishful thinking.
But only Aiwass is different.
The moment his injured and bleeding left hand pressed down on the deformed-limbed demon's arm, the deformed-limbed demon's aggressiveness suddenly decreased.
That is the breath of "pastoral care" that is briefly stimulated by burning oneself with the holy fire!
Although Aiwass's dual paths were currently unevenly developed, and therefore unable to properly channel the art of shepherding, the aura of sanctified flesh and blood was like honey to the phantom demons—especially the deformed limb demons, whose intelligence was particularly meager and who acted on instinct, were simply unable to distinguish it.
When he realized that the human in front of him was not an enemy, but a shepherd who gave him strength and flesh and blood, a brief conflict occurred between his hatred for healthy people and his instinctive desire for advancement.
The deformed-limbed demon's brain suddenly froze and he stopped where he was.
But after all, the pastoral care was not completed - and even if it was completed, it would not be able to directly control the powerful deformed limb demon. This could only make it stunned for a moment.
While it hesitated, Aiwass swung the holy sword again without hesitation and easily cut off its second arm!
The limbed demon let out a shrill, furious wail—the pain finally sobering it, no longer hesitating about attacking Aiwass. Each limb was a part of its strength and essence, a part of its life. Even cutting off its head wouldn't stop it; only destroying its six limbs could temporarily dissipate it.
But the time Aiwass bought was enough.
"--demon!!"
As the deformed-limbed demon rolled on the ground in pain, Gordon, who had just taken a breath, roared and charged forward, and with a shoulder charge, he knocked the deformed-limbed demon away from in front of Evans!
At this moment, only a few seconds had passed since Bishop Meya issued the warning.
Edward chose to believe her because Aiwass's condition was not optimistic.
Edward, who was standing on the first floor, immediately pulled out a pistol from his waist and aimed it at the middle-aged man on the second floor who was wrapped in chains like a dumpling.
Seeing him raise his gun from such a distance, someone nearby panicked: "Inspector Edward..."
"—Shut up." Edward responded coldly.
He didn't want to listen to what the person next to him wanted to say, and he didn't even think of looking back.
"The law gives me the right to execute."
Edward muttered to himself, then pulled the trigger.
A beam of silver light spurted out from the muzzle of the gun, instantly engulfing the middle-aged man's head!
There was no splatter of blood, no broken bones or flesh. When the light faded, the man's head even appeared intact, with only a thumb-sized black spot in the center of his forehead.
Because it was his soul that was shattered, thus ensuring that the person had no means of emergency escape or reincarnation.
At the moment the man was shot dead, large patches of flowing black runes suddenly appeared on the deformed-limbed demon's unusually white skin.
They flowed from the deformed limb's chest to its limbs, and the gathered black runes vanished into nothingness. The deformed limb began to disintegrate and vanish, beginning at the end. The arm that had been lodged in Aiwass's chest also suddenly disintegrated and vanished. Aiwass, who had been continuously practicing the Fire Sacrifice, immediately used a large amount of mana to heal the wound.
The deformed-limbed demon stared at Aiwass and let out a meaningless roar.
It suddenly burst out with tremendous force - even though the deformed-limbed demon had been weakened by Evans twice, its crazy and desperate attack still put the already old Gordon into a crisis state in an instant.
——For some reason, it seemed to be willing to risk everything to get close to Aiwass.
Gordon's armor, which once shone with brilliant silver light, was now tattered, dull, and full of dents. But he still stood firmly in front of Aiwass, firmly restraining the deformed limb demon's attack.
The enraged limb demon realized it couldn't break through, so it attacked Gordon with all its might. Its limbs, their ends shattered into nothingness, it used its arms, transformed into whip-like forms, to lash out wildly at Gordon, but Gordon's helmet was already blown away.
"Gordon, get out of the way!"
Just as Gordon was about to fall into crisis, Aiwas' voice suddenly came from behind him.
Gordon's back was to Aiwass, and he couldn't see a thing. His vision was completely covered in blood, and his brain was buzzing and spinning from the repeated blows. Only the strengthening power of the Tao kept his head from exploding.
But he still subconsciously chose to obey Aiwas's orders.
Perhaps because he didn't call him "Chief" or "Sir", Gordon, whose consciousness was already a little hazy, recalled the memory of being ordered by his superiors when he was in the army...
He struggled to block the attack, holding the blood-soaked and broken sword in front of his eyes, keeping his eyes on the deformed-limbed demon, and slid to the side and back.
In just a moment, a scorching flame whizzed past from behind his side.
Although Gordon was wearing armor, the sweat on the back of his neck from the intense battle was almost instantly dried up. His right ear was blown by the scorching flames, and the hot wind burned his ear canal painfully.
It was a golden sword energy that was in an arc shape like a crescent moon.
It shone with a blazing light, and twisted air rose around it. Only at the end was there a faint red glow.
—That was the decisive blow, unleashed in one swift motion, using the mana poured into the holy sword.
Normally, it wouldn't have hit the Deformed Demon. But now, most of its limbs had already disappeared, making it unable to transform its body or dodge... It was completely pierced through the middle, and what erupted wasn't even blood, but a large amount of sparks.
The remaining arms of the deformed-limbed demon were finally completely burned by the holy fire when it was about to be expelled.
The remaining small half of the flames, which had lost their crescent shape, hit the magic wall full of tentacles.
Even so, the divine weapon's [Evil Repellent] attribute had already inflicted immense damage to the magic wall. The moment the holy fire touched the magic wall, it spread in all directions like flames scorching a spiderweb. With a whoosh, the hideous fleshy tentacles covering the entire club were instantly reduced to ash, centered on that single point. The visual impact was immense.
Under everyone's gaze, under the evening light outside the window, the red-handled sword in Aiwass's hand, whose flame had been extinguished, gradually faded and dissipated, turning into a huge crimson key.
Aiwas, whose chest was completely pierced by the demon and whose priest clothes were soaked in blood, has now recovered most of his injuries through the fire sacrifice.
The brand new holy sword emblem on Aiwas's chest was already stained red with his own blood. His priestly robes also had a large red patch on their chest, with a visible circular hole, revealing the pristine, white skin underneath, which had just been restored through the fire ritual.
But no one laughed at Aiwass. People looked at the wheelchair-bound boy, no more than 18 years old, with respect.
Even Aiwass's voice at this moment seemed so majestic:
"The demon has been expelled! There's no need to panic. Please remain where you are and refrain from pushing or shoving!
"Let the priests treat the wounded first—they can still be saved!"
The crowd, who were just in chaos, subconsciously chose to obey Aiwas's orders.
Lily, still stumbling a little, staggered over and whispered, "I'm sorry, Aiwass... I can't help you at all..."
In the sudden impact, she felt her own weakness for the first time.
Before this, she hadn't been interested in supernatural powers. She saw them as "strength for fighting," and she didn't enjoy fighting. But now, for the first time, Lily yearned for power so intensely—at least the next time Aiwass was attacked, she wouldn't be left feeling powerless like this.
"It's okay, Lily."
Aiwass looked at the glasses on Lily's face and said softly, "There's always a chance... Do you need treatment?"
"Let's give it to those who need treatment first. I was just hit, but many people were directly pierced by the demons..."
Lily shook her head, clutching her abdomen and hissing softly.
At this moment, Aiwass finally received the long-awaited reminder:
[Expel the Deformed Limb Demon and gain 210 Freedom Experience]
——A huge amount of experience, more than ten times more than Veronica!
He roughly estimated that the free experience was enough to upgrade a profession directly from level 10 to level 19!
After successfully grabbing the kill, Aiwass's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a satisfied smile.
It was worth it that I got stabbed so hard, Aiwass thought.
Oh right, speaking of phantom demons...
At this moment, Aiwass suddenly remembered that there was an audience under him.
Why is there no movement? Are you stupid?
"How is it, Shadow Demon?"
So Aiwass took the initiative and asked in his heart: "Are you satisfied?"
[…I am sincerely convinced, my respected master]
The Shadow Demon was silent for a long time before speaking in a quiet female voice.
Its response was brief, but the change in attitude was evident.
The raspy, frosted voice became lighter, indicating that its attempts to please Aiwass were becoming more apparent. It was like a cat meowing with a more subtle note than usual when trying to please its owner.
Aiwass smiled with satisfaction, looked up at the sunset outside the window, and breathed a sigh of relief.
By coincidence, at this moment, Aiwass, Lily and Gordon stopped at the same position as when they were awarded the medals.
Gordon's knightly armor was tattered, his helmet gone, and his sword of honor had been dented. Aiwass's chest bore a puncture wound, the blood-stained Holy Sword emblem gleaming in the evening light. Lily wasn't in good shape either, but she still stood loyally behind Aiwass, riding in his warped wheelchair.
The reporter who first discovered the demon and took crazy photos of it saw this scene and was surprised to find that his film was not used up yet.
——So the reporter pressed the shutter button again towards Aiwass, recording and freezing this scene.
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