At the hilltop where Lucifer Manor stood, Carlos stood with his hands behind his back. Behind him was Kelly, his personal chef. Everyone else had gone to their respective posts, either commanding or fighting.
Carlos's position was basically the highest point on the eastern side of Iron Island. From there, combined with the Byakugan, he had a clear view of nearly everything happening on the battlefield.
"Tsk, tsk... They've sent out some experts."
Carlos watched as two people charged out from the rear of the enemy formation, heading straight for his mansion.
One transformed into a werewolf, moving with incredible speed. Carlos's men could barely hit him, and his attacks were vicious and ruthless, his wolf claws stirring up bloody carnage wherever he passed. The other wielded a black sniper rifle, firing while moving at high speed. Every shot was a headshot, never missing. Heads burst apart, spraying white and red everywhere, creating immense psychological pressure!
The moment these two made their move, the defensive line Carlos had set up was quickly breached. His side showed faint signs of collapsing...
"Kelly, I'm about to make my move. Once I join the battlefield, notify the Lord's Mansion to act immediately and surround the enemy!"
"I understand."
"Good. I'll leave it to you."
With that, Carlos shot forward. His black-and-red trench coat fluttered in the wind as he descended the hill in a few leaps and swiftly entered the battlefield.
Carlos's eyes had already changed into the Kamui Mangekyō Sharingan as he moved. A spatial vortex emerged, and Blood Night appeared in his hands. The triangular sickle rotated slightly as he rapidly calculated and predicted the enemy sniper's movements. The moment the target reached a certain point, he decisively pulled the trigger.
Bang!
A muffled gunshot rang out. Propelled by immense force,