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    ༺ The Lord Is With Us (27) ༻

    The air reeked of dirt and the smell of grass tickled my nose.

    Even so, I had no choice but to roll across the ground if I wanted to evade the relentless assault of the eleven demonic monkeys.

    Puk!

    Profanities filled my mind when their claws sank into the soft soil where I had been just a moment ago.

    I imbued aura into my blade, but rather than becoming wary of my aura, the demonic monkeys became even more frenzied as they leapt around excitedly.

    Their behavior was akin to moths attracted to a flame—except I wasn’t a flame, but a lump of flesh they could easily tear apart with their claws.

    Holding my breath, I drew a solid silver trajectory aimed at the monkey that had its claws dug into the ground.

    There wasn’t much strength behind the sword since I barely managed to get into a sloppy stance after throwing myself to the ground, but with aura, it was more than enough to pierce through one beast.

    However, something swung downwards and intercepted my sword before it could reach the beast.

    Sparks shot through the air as my blade clashed against the claws of another monkey that leapt down from the tree. My attack was foiled as my center of gravity was shaken.

    My center of gravity was already shaken from the poor posture, causing the sword’s trajectory to be easily broken by the monkey that was looking at me with an uncanny grin.

    ‘Cheeky bastard.’

    I snorted and reached towards my waist with my other hand.

    The monkey that had latched onto my sword with its claws now wore a stupefied look. It was its final expression.

    With a crunch, my hatchet claimed its life. The monkey’s skull caved in, and it lifelessly collapsed onto the ground like a broken doll.

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