There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made! Chapter 138 - Lord Dekan's Mission (Long Chapter)

In the midst of a falling blaze, Evans' figure crashed heavily to the ground like a meteor. Evans had no idea how much explosive Dekan had packed into the magic airship to generate such power. But Evans knew, this time, he was utterly defeated.

In his condition, even with a robust priestly body, he couldn't withstand the unexpected explosion. His entire right arm had been blown apart by the fiery explosion, with blood and flesh splattering. Especially below the elbow, after confronting the magic airship head-on, many areas were completely blasted away, revealing bare and eerie white bones.

His once all-black priestly robe was scorched in numerous places, with several tattered holes, and even his red hair turned significantly dark.

Evans, on the brink of death, couldn't suppress the trembling of his body due to the indignant rage. He was the Cardinal of Ruin, surpassing thousands beneath him, feared by millions in the present era! How could such a day come?

In Evans' impression, although there were some formidable enemies in the world worthy of his attention, they were highly skilled and mostly carried a lofty demeanor before making a move.

Of course, that was also the biggest weakness of those strong individuals. Evans, who didn't hesitate to use any means against them, had a natural advantage.

Little did he expect to end up falling at the hands of Dekan, a guy who lacked martial virtue.

Evans even felt that Dekan was more disgusting than the corrupt cardinals in the church who he despised and loathed the most!

This guy named Dekan, regardless of his actual strength…

To be able to push him, Evans, into such a situation…

Even though he was a quasi-first class card maker…

Even with his talent, why did he have no pride? Why did he act completely like a ruffian?

Was this some sort of sick fetish? Was he fucking insane?

Filling an entire civilian transport airship with explosives…

Evans couldn't understand, and he was running out of opportunities to think further.

Whether it was his mana or vitality, Evans

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