The shrunken Mars was pale as a sheet. His left leg was being yanked by a Great Demon, while his right hand desperately clung to the door handle.
Malin laughed loudly. When the laughter exhausted him, he pulled over a chair and sat to the side.
Time began to flow again. The Great Demon laughed maniacally, yanking Mars harder: "Your so-called ancestor will never come to save you! The True God has only just started reconnecting with this world. This time, we will surely conquer it!"
Meanwhile, the monsters, having finished their feast, finally caught the scent of something new.
They turned around together, grinning grimly, only to be engulfed and burned by the Holy Flame as they wailed.
Malin stood and walked toward the Great Demon.
A moment ago, it had been arrogantly defiant, but now it screeched like a cornered animal, shrinking into the form of a cowering puppy under Malin's piercing gaze.
