Piously Reflecting on His Failure to Help the Personal Guard! (Please Subscribe and Vote with Monthly Tickets)

"All right, get up. Clear out these Blood Demon Society remnants first." Li Chen waved a hand as though he had done something utterly insignificant.

Li Chen could farm Blood Demon Angels of this level like ordinary mobs back in his own country without much trouble.

"As you command!" Alfred sprang to his feet, seemingly forgetting his injuries, and drew his Sidearm Sword, ready to charge out.

He might not know how to fight a boss, but surely stomping weaklings was easy enough.

At Alfred's command, the guards began assembling and marched deeper inside in force.

But Carlos moved even faster! Like a streak of black lightning, he shot into the Passage in the Dark.

A series of bloodcurdling screams rang out. By the time Alfred arrived with his men, seven or eight corpses already lay on the ground.

Alfred was a guard unfamiliar with the place, while Carlos was practically "coming home." Nobody could beat him to the kills.

"Stop! Leave someone alive!" Alfred shouted urgently.

Carlos turned a deaf ear. Cold light flashed from the dagger in his hand as he slit another black-robed man's throat.

The black-robed man's eyes widened before he died, as though he wanted to say something, but Carlos sent him flying with a kick.

"You!" Alfred was about to lose his temper when Carlos turned around, his face filled with grief and fury. "These animals killed my entire family! Please let me avenge them myself!"

With that, he lunged at the last survivor.

It was a scrawny old man, huddled in a corner and trembling.

Just as Carlos's dagger was about to fall, Alfred darted forward and caught his wrist.

"Enough! We need at least one survivor to interrogate!" Alfred snapped.

A flicker of panic crossed Carlos's eyes. Suddenly, he twisted his wrist,