Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 103 - 91 Is this what humans do?_3

"How can it be weakened?" Anna asked curiously.

Without a word, Gaven replied with action, pulling out the Magic Longsword embedded in the heart of the Dog Demon, and swung four swift strikes.

Not only did he chop off the latter half of the Dog Demon’s front paws, but he also cleanly cut off both hind legs, effectively turning it into a stick.

"What are you doing? What are you going to do?" the Dog Demon, now a bloody, writhing piece of meat, screamed shrilly as it squirmed.

Death was not frightening; the unknown was.

The Dog Demon had long been frightened by Gaven’s unpredictable actions.

Even as a devil, it could not endure such torment and humiliation.

Having completed this task, Gaven turned and entered Anna’s living quarters, dragging out her large bathtub used for bathing, water and all.

"Mr. Gaven, what are you doing with my bathtub?" The Maiden Priestess couldn’t believe Gaven would do this; she felt as if ignited by a ball of fire, almost bursting into flames—not just blushing but her entire body turning red and hot.

On top of the tub were her white panties, freshly washed just yesterday, which she hadn’t had time to put away. As the tub was dragged, they swung back and forth, as though waving hello to their owner.

Snatched by the Maiden Priestess, they were tucked into her bosom. If possible, she wished she could cast an invisibility spell and disappear on the spot.

"Anna, make Holy Water," Gaven, focused on the task at hand, didn’t care about these trivial matters.

He had already personally seen Anna’s sexier and spicier panties. Now, it was just a return to the innocent charm of an unripened girl.

"Make Holy Water?"

Both the Maiden Priestess and the Dog Demon exclaimed in unison.

The former out of confusion, the latter filled with terror.

To make a bathtub full of Holy Water, even a creature as intelligent as the Dog Demon felt the approach of doomsday.

Magic Power converged.

The Dog Demon, now unable to care about anything else, prepared itself for one last struggle.

Bang.

With the firing of a Psychic Bullet, the Dog Demon’s flickering body became solid again—its spellcasting was once more interrupted.

Whole and rounded, the Dog Demon had not managed to escape from Gaven’s grasp even at its best, let alone now.

By the time the Dog Demon’s consciousness awakened once more, Anna had completed her spellcasting. The entire bathtub of bathwater had become filled with Positive Energy.

"No..." the Dog Demon let out a howl of despair.

Instead of pouring the Holy Water over it, Gaven picked up its tail and threw it directly into the bathtub.

"No... my bathtub," the Maiden Priestess also let out a cry of despair. Her bathtub had just been made a few days before, hardly used more than three times.

The Dog Demon thrown into the tub of Holy Water suffered more terribly than if it had been thrown into a pot of boiling oil.

Black Negative Energy, white Positive Energy.

At the center of the Dog Demon’s body unfolded the most ferocious confrontation.

The normally gentle Positive Energy, once inside the body of the Dog Demon, became incredibly ferocious, like a Holy Warrior charging at evil, fighting with all its might to obliterate everything.

The Negative Energy resisted fiercely.

Kill me!

That was undoubtedly what the Dog Demon wanted to say the most at the moment.

Unfortunately, it couldn’t speak.

Anna’s bathtub might not have been large, but it wasn’t small either, and there was enough Holy Water to completely submerge the Dog Demon.

Not only did the Dog Demon have to endure the scorching of the Holy Water, but it also suffered the agony of suffocation.

Soon its Will completely shattered, and it faintly heard the Half-Elf, that cruel mixed-blood, saying to the Goblin Sorcerer, "The time is just about right, you can start now."

There was no reply, only the sound of an incantation. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

The incantation was somewhat familiar.

What was that spell again?

The Dog Demon’s mind was in turmoil, trying to think clearly, but the dual pain of body and Soul did not permit such a luxury.

Especially at the severed ends of its limbs, where the most sensitive part was, that’s where the Positive Energy of the Holy Water was mainly invading.

No, it had to figure out what this spell was; it felt an immense threat in that incantation.

Soul Enslavement Contract.

The term flashed through the Dog Demon’s struggling consciousness.

It was so startled that it almost jumped out of the bathtub.