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Chapter 141: Chapter 91 The Completely Convinced Shadow Demon

Aiwass was already prepared.

He wasn't really disabled. At this distance, the instinct-driven Aberrant Limb Demon would definitely prioritize attacking him.

It was virtually impossible for him to hit the Aberrant Limb Demon—with its reflexes, it could easily dodge even gunfire. How could Aiwass, who had never learned swordsmanship, possibly hit it?

The Aberrant Limb Demon was immune to curses, so the Severe Coughing Spell enchanted on the "Noble Red" ring was ineffective against it; it was practically immune to decrees, and its speed was too fast for Legal Mages to capture it; it was also immune to petrification, so Miss Maya's Amber Flame was ineffective as well.

But even without exposing the Shadow Demon, Aiwass had already figured out how to deal with it.

The moment he resolved himself, a golden-red glow ignited at the bottom of his pupil, and his left hand lightly touched the Holy Sword.

Hiding in the corner, Isabel's pupils suddenly constricted upon seeing this.

—It really is Mr. Fox!

Her right hand reached out instinctively, and she was about to blurt out that voice—

But the next moment, Isabel's mind went blank.

The Aiwass seated in the wheelchair was pierced through the chest by the Aberrant Limb Demon, whose right hand had become extremely long and narrow!

His wheelchair rolled backwards rapidly, hitting Lily before bouncing back. Lily, caught off guard, was knocked away by the wheelchair, but what truly paralyzed her was the sight of the talon piercing through Aiwass's back.

But Aiwass hadn't died.

It was the "Shepherd's Nurturing" aura, momentarily stimulated by searing oneself with holy fire!

Although Aiwass's mastery of dual paths was unbalanced at the moment, preventing him from properly channeling the Art of Herding, the aura of sanctified flesh and blood was akin to nectar for the Phantom Demon—especially for the instinct-driven Aberrant Limb Demon with meager intelligence, it couldn't discern the difference.

When it realized this human wasn't an enemy but a Shepherd who granted strength and flesh, its hatred for healthy beings conflicted momentarily with the demon's instinctual desire for ascension.

The Aberrant Limb Demon's mind crashed for an instant, freezing in place.

But after all, the herding wasn't completed—and even if it was, it couldn't directly control the powerful Aberrant Limb Demon. This only made it pause for an instant.

During its hesitation, Aiwass did not waver to swing the Holy Sword once more, effortlessly severing its second arm!

The Aberrant Limb Demon let out a shrill and furious wail—pain finally snapped it back to awareness, no longer hesitating about "attacking Aiwass." Each limb was part of its strength and essence; it was a part of its life. Even decapitation couldn't stop it, and only by destroying its six limbs could it be temporarily dissipated.

But the time Aiwass bought was enough.

"—Demon!!"

As the Aberrant Limb Demon writhed in agony on the ground, Gordon, who had just caught his breath, roared and charged, slamming into the demon from Aiwass's side with his shoulder!

This moment was only a few seconds since Maya's warning.

Edward had chosen to believe her word, as Aiwass's situation seemed grim.

Standing on the first floor, Edward immediately drew his pistol from his waist, aiming up at the middle-aged man wrapped like a rice dumpling in chains on the second floor.

Seeing him aiming his gun from such a distance, someone next to him panicked, "Chief Inspector Edward..."