As A Cardinal, I Don't Do Overtime Chapter 132 – The Terrified Demon

Crack!

The sound of gla.s.s shattering suddenly exploded above the Holy Knights' heads.

Under the Holy Knights' incredulous gazes.

The blue barrier that they had high hopes for was instantly shattered by the demon's giant hand lightly touching it.

The Holy Knights' pupils suddenly constricted, and their mouths unknowingly opened wide.

In their hearts, the barrier that could withstand an Advanced-Level Holy Ranking powerhouse could not even withstand a touch from this demon?

This shock made them forget that they were in the demon's hand.

They forgot that they were in a dangerous situation.

They heard the sound of the air exploding.

Only then did the Paladins come back to their senses.

They noticed the giant hand that was about to fall.

But at this moment, there was no time for them to escape.

A sense of despair enveloped their hearts.

“Oh no!”

Elton's eyes also widened.

He felt heartache for the Paladins'.

This could be the end of the enchantment cla.s.s of the Orthodox Church!

He did not expect to die at the hands of this demon after surviving the werewolves!

The expression of despair on the human's face made the demon instantly feel happy.

He really liked this emotion.

The demon was not the least bit surprised that his hand easily shattered that barrier.

In fact, it was expected.

Not being able to shatter the barrier was what would have shocked the demon.

Looking at the Holy Knights who were waiting for death with despair on their faces, the demon retreated with a sneer.

Food should look like food.

He had just said these words to the werewolves.

In the end, these humans did not have any memory.

They just had to wait for me to eat them.

Now, they still had to endure the pain of the flesh.

However, the taste of meatloaf should be pretty good.

The demon thought so and did not take these humans seriously at all.

Just when everyone's hearts were filled with despair, a breeze suddenly brushed past the Paladins' ears.

The sound of footsteps landing on the ground lightly sounded in their ears.

The next moment.

The shadow above their heads grew bigger and bigger.

It directly covered them all.

The Paladins were not in the mood to investigate whose footsteps they were.

They could only close their eyes and quietly wait for the arrival of death.

Boom!

A loud explosion sounded.

The violent impact caused the dust on the ground to rise up.

“Ahhh!”

The Paladins did not turn into meatloaf.

Instead, a scream that did not sound like a human voice sounded in their ears.

The Paladins who did not feel pain opened their eyes.

They saw a figure in a red robe suddenly appear in front of them.

This familiar figure immediately reminded them of someone.

“Lord Monn?”

The Paladins shouted the name they were thinking of in shock.

The violent impact caused Monn's hair to dance in the wind.

His red robe fluttered in the wind.

He was holding a silver one-handed sword.

His expression was cold.

A pure white flame was burning on the silver one-handed sword.

The entire body of the sword was embedded into the giant hand of the demon.

The demon, who did not care about the humans at all and thought that the food was already in his bag, had a ferocious expression.

His mouth constantly bellowed like an abyss.

It was as if he had received some great trauma.

This caused everyone's mind to be somewhat sluggish.

They didn't understand why the previously arrogant demon had suddenly become like this.

“d.a.m.n it! That sword! That flame!”

The demon's voice had a heavy tone that shook their souls.

It fiercely struck everyone's minds, causing them to tremble.

However, the demon's words made them turn their attention to the Monn's sword.

Ace looked at Elendil and finally noticed the difference. “The color of the flame has changed!”

Without needing Ace to say anything, everyone also noticed this strange thing.

Although they did not understand what was the difference between the dark red flame from before and the color now,

They could imagine, after seeing the giant hand that could easily pierce an Advanced-Level Holy Ranking werewolf being easily cut into meat-like tofu by Monn's sword.

From this point, they knew that the flames were extraordinary.

Monn gently pulled Elendil out.

Elendil fluttered, as if it had obtained its best toy.

The demon staggered back a few steps.

It stared at its right hand.

“Why… Why!”

It let out a low growl.

Looking at its right hand still burning with flames, the demon used all its strength to shake it off.

But the flame seemed to be wrapped around him. No matter how he shook it, it only became more vigorous.

f.u.c.k!

Black liquid that looked like tar flowed down from where the demon was burning.

It was as if the evil filth was being purified by the pure white flame.

The flame had an aura that would not stop until the filth was purified.

It was going to burn his entire body through the demon's palm.

When the demon saw this, he was shocked.

He gritted his teeth and threw his entire right arm to the ground.

He was afraid that if he were too close, the flame would come and burn him some more, so he immediately threw his right arm a hundred meters away.

Black blood flowed out from the demon's broken arm.

But this time, the demon did not cry out in pain.

As a demon who could not feel pain, he would never have cried out just because of such a small wound.

But the flame did not just burn his body.

He feared that the flame would burn his soul again.

Shaking his head, he threw this fear out of his mind.

The demon's red eyes stared at the culprit who had tortured him.

That cardinal!

Although the demon wanted nothing more than to tear that cardinal apart,

He looked at the silver one-handed sword that was burning with pure white flames in the red-robed man's hand.

The demon's body s.h.i.+vered as if it was a conditioned reflex.

This situation instantly made him feel a wave of embarra.s.sment and anger.

Even as a demon from the abyss, he was reduced to a miserable state by a mere human.

If this news were to spread back to the abyss, he would definitely be ridiculed.

That was something he simply could not accept!

He gritted his teeth and stared at the sword in Monn's hand.

His brain worked extremely quickly, wanting to think of a solution.

At this moment, Monn waved Elendil lightly.

The flames on the sword fluttered in the wind.

The demon was so frightened that he shuddered and retreated directly.

But Monn still stood in place.

This stunned the demon, and then he thought of something and immediately became furious.