"Uwah!"
The giant monk's partially severed tongue still emitted a muffled, unclear sound.
Yet it remained ferocious enough.
"Clap!"
A heavy, resounding clap!
The giant monk, who had been swinging its long tongue from the mountain and then quickly charged downhill, did not swing its muscular, knotty arm directly at Lann. Instead, it clapped its hands in front of him.
At the ends of the giant monk's hands, the veins emitted a blazing red light as if molten lava flowed through them.
After the clap, it seemed as if the compression forced the flames within its body to gush out.
After clapping, a searing flame suddenly burst out from the giant monk's clasped hands!
Priest Rihu, being the demon's controller, was prepared and abruptly retreated.
However, Lann neither dodged nor evaded.
If the giant monk's massive, sturdy palms had come straight down, he might have paid more attention.
But merely with flames?
