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Chapter 142: Chapter 91 The Completely Convinced Shadow Demon_2

"——Shut up," Edward responded with icy coldness.

He had no intention of listening to what the person beside him wanted to say; he did not even consider glancing back.

"The law grants me the right to execute by shooting."

Edward murmured softly, then pulled the trigger.

A beam of silver brilliance shot out from the muzzle, instantly engulfing the middle-aged man's head!

There was no blood spray, no bone shards or flesh. When the light dissipated, the man's head appeared completely intact, except for a thumb-sized black dot right in the center of his forehead.

Because it was his soul that was shattered, ensuring he had no means of emergency escape or reincarnation.

As the man was killed, large swirling black runes suddenly emerged on the ghostly pale skin of the Aberrant Limb Demon.

They flowed from the chest of the Aberrant Limb Demon towards its limbs, and the gathered black runes turned into nothingness. Thus, the Aberrant Limb Demon began to dissolve from its extremities, vanishing. The arm that had been embedded in Aiwass' chest also abruptly disintegrated into nothingness. Aiwass, constantly using the Rite of the Sacred Fire, immediately used a great deal of mana to heal his wound.

The Aberrant Limb Demon stared furiously at Aiwass, emitting incomprehensible roars of rage.

It suddenly burst forth with immense strength—despite already having been weakened by Aiwass in two rounds, its crazed, life-risking attacks still placed the aged Gordon in immediate crisis.

—For some reason, it seemed determined to reach Aiwass at all costs.

Gordon's armor, once shimmering with brilliant silver light, was now battered and dull, full of dents. But he still stood firmly in front of Aiwass, resolutely restraining the Aberrant Limb Demon's attacks.

The enraged Aberrant Limb Demon, realizing it couldn't break through, attacked Gordon with all its might. Its limbs had already turned into nothingness, and as it whipped its arms, now transformed into long tendrils, at Gordon in a frenzied fashion, Gordon's helmet had been knocked off long ago.

"Gordon, step aside!"

Just as Gordon was about to fall into a crisis, Aiwass' voice suddenly rang out from behind him.

Gordon turned his back to Aiwass; he couldn't see anything. His vision was completely obscured by blood, his mind buzzing from repeated blows, and the world was spinning around him. It was only by the strength enhancements from the Path that his skull hadn't been shattered.

But he still instinctively chose to obey Aiwass' command.

Perhaps it was because Aiwass didn't address him as "Chief" or "Sir," which made the already blurred consciousness of Gordon recall memories of being ordered by his superiors during his time in the military...

With great effort, he parried the attacks, lifting his blood-soaked, damaged blade in front of him, maintaining a posture of watching the Aberrant Limb Demon, and sidestepped backward.

It was only for an instant—a searing flame whooshed past him from behind.

"Let it go to those who need it more. I just got knocked a bit, but there are many who were pierced through by the demon..."

Lily shook her head and covered her abdomen, giving out a soft hiss of pain.

And at that moment, Aiwass finally received the belated notification:

[By expelling the Aberrant Limb Demon, you have gained 210 free experience points]

——A massive amount of experience more than ten times what Veronica got!

He roughly estimated that the free experience was enough to level up a profession from level 10 straight to level 19!

Pleased with successfully claiming the kill, the corners of Aiwass's mouth slightly turned up in a satisfied smile.

It was worth getting stabbed by it after all, Aiwass thought.

Speaking of the Phantom Demon...

At that moment, Aiwass suddenly remembered that there was still an audience beneath him.

Why so quiet? Stunned?

"How about it, Shadow Demon?"

Thus, Aiwass took the initiative and asked in his mind, "Are you satisfied?"

[...Fervently obedient, my respected master]

After a long silence, the Shadow Demon finally spoke up with a calm female voice.

Its reply was brief, but the change in attitude was conspicuous.

The voice, once raspy with a sandpaper-like texture, lightened a bit, reflecting its increasingly evident fawning attitude towards Aiwass. It was like how a cat may add a lot of trills to its meow when it is trying to please its owner.

Aiwass smiled contentedly, lifting his head to look out at the sunset, and exhaled a sigh of relief.

By sheer coincidence, Aiwass, Lily, and Gordon had stopped in the exact spot where the knighting ceremony had taken place, to the letter.

Gordon's knight armor was battered and tattered, his helmet gone who knows where, and his Sword of Honor had noticeable nicks; Aiwass too bore signs of being pierced through at the chest, and the bloodstained badge of the Holy Sword on his chest shined in the sunset's glow. Lily wasn't in great shape either, but still loyally stood behind Aiwass, resting a hand on his now somewhat misshapen wheelchair.

The photographer who had first spotted the demon and obsessively snapped pictures as if possessed, upon seeing this scene, joyfully realized he still had some film left.

——Thus, the photographer snapped another picture of Aiwass, recording this moment as well, and immortalizing it.