The Demon's Menu-Chapter 708: Angel Envoy Descends? No, a Feast Descends! (3)

Chapter 708 -79: Angel Envoy Descends? No, a Feast Descends!_3

But the gains were obvious.

John now held a bizarrely shaped crossbow arrow in his hands.

Brian carried an exaggeratedly large sword.

McCaul was decked out in a suit of scale armor.

Beyond that, numerous firearms had appeared on the trio, either slung over their shoulders or carried in their arms.

"Welcome to the ‘Mystical Side’!”

...

Compared to his reluctance when dealing with Bolun, Delbon was much more enthusiastic in the presence of his three friends.

"Not a very pleasant experience,”

McCaul answered on behalf of the three.

Brian, however, looked towards his daughter, and after making sure she was safe and sound, he, like John, lifted his head to gaze at the massive cross.

"As expected!”

Brian took a deep breath.

With his long career as a special agent, Brian sensed a familiar scent in this situation.

"Kemi, all of you, get out of here,”

Brian said, brooking no refusal.

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"Now, immediately,”

McCaul added.

John was putting Daisy into the car.

This time, the three ladies didn’t object, they all noticed something odd in the demeanor of the men they cared about, their elders, knowing staying would only cause more trouble. So, it was Telly who drove, with Kemi, Emily, and Daisy in the car.

Delbon, sensing something bad was about to happen, also wanted to get in the car.

But—

"Aren’t you getting in?”

Telly asked Delbon.

Meeting Telly’s gaze, Delbon, who had been about to get into the car, shook his head instead.

"Women should stay away from war,”

"Men should substitute their bodies,”

Delbon said such fine-sounding words.

This was something he had read in his collection of “PillowXXXX.”

"Still counts as a man,”

Telly said and immediately started the car.

Watching the car get farther and farther away, Delbon struggled to keep a smile on his face, but deep down, he wanted to cry.

What fine-sounding words?

Did you forget about the core of the ‘Clock Tower’?

Safety first!

Safety!

Delbon rubbed his hair, and at that moment, Telly’s voice suddenly reached him from afar—

"Hey, hang in there.”

"Don’t you dare die.”

Delbon, still rubbing his hair, was stunned. He lifted his head and looked at the car disappearing into the night, suddenly feeling that staying behind wasn’t such a bad choice.

A smile spread across Delbon’s face.

One he couldn’t hide.

And with a hint of…flutter?

"Hey, Telly’s only 17,”

McCaul couldn’t help but remind Delbon.

"No, no problem.”

"I’m only 34, the gap isn’t that big.”

Delbon replied somewhat absent-mindedly with a wave of his hand.

He felt once again that he needed to quicken his learning of the ‘Way of the Domestic Man.’

But of course, he needed to deal with the thing above his head first.

"Come on!”

"After I take care of you, I’m going to find Telly and confess

Lifting his head, Delbon shouted at the huge cross.

Unfortunately, his words were cut off before he could finish them.

The cross, emanating a blinding white light, turned red.

Hum!

An invisible pressure descended from the sky.

Buildings collapsed in batches under the cross, and the asphalt road began to quake violently.

John, Brian, McCaul, and Bolun were all shaking, forced to rely on their weapons for support to remain standing.

And Delbon without a weapon for support?

He was flattened onto the ground.

He craned his neck, trying to stand, but it was entirely impossible.

The pressure was unimaginably overwhelming.

It seemed no one could stand under its force.

No!

Jason was standing!

Without the aid of any weapon, he stood erect!

From Delbon’s perspective, he could clearly see Jason’s silhouette.

Hum!

It was dissatisfaction, or perhaps, a sense of offense that had been felt.

Another unique pressure descended.

This time, including Delbon, John, Brian, McCaul, and Bolun all trembled, a soul-deep trembling sensation made them grit their teeth to prevent cries of terror.

But what they were more concerned about was the silhouette of Jason in the distance, starting to shake as well.

Could it be?

Their hearts tensed at once.

Then, they heard a peculiar sound.

Gulp!

Slurp!

It was the sound of swallowing saliva.

It was the sound of slurping saliva back in.

On the side they couldn’t see, Jason’s face was alight with excitement and exhilaration.

He kept taking deep breaths.

His whole body was trembling with excitement.

Delicious!

The rich fragrance came flooding in!

It signified—

A feast!

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