“I’m his assistant,” Doronte stammered as he stared at Carlo with a pleading look.
Carlo smiled. “Sir, yes, he is indeed my assistant.”
Having an assistant can help him regain his confidence.
He would soon be admired by everyone again, just like in the past.
“If he’s your assistant, I’ll keep him.”
“Sir, how do I address you?”
“Hibo. I’m the great lord’s personal bodyguard,” Hibo answered proudly. “The lord also gave me the current task.”
Then, Hibo crushed the bottle. Carlo, Doronte, and Nebaur finally regained their freedom.
“Follow closely. If you go too far away and get eaten by other demons, I won’t care,” Hibo warned coldly. “Especially after we enter the castle.”
Hibo brought the three into the castle.
On their way, they saw many chained demons being pulled into the castle.
Some of them were big, others small.
After they passed the passageway, they reached an open space.
The space was piled with boxes of various sizes.
“Ah, the lord must have gained so much from the war.”
Carlo looked at the boxes, guessing what they could possibly contain.
“Wait here. I’ll report to the lord now.”
Hibo left. The three did not dare to move around and so waited in their spots.
Doronte and Nebaur stood beside Carlo attentively.
“Mr. Carlo, we’ll be counting on you in the future.”
“Ha, of course. We’re companions,” Carlo said with a smile.
Despite his polite words, he was clearly arrogant.
He was completely behaving as though he was superior.
Nevertheless, Doronte and Nebaur could do nothing but flatter him.
Only he was useful to the demon lord here, after all.
The two of them were merely followers.
Suddenly, Carlo saw a figure.
A figure that he could not be more familiar with.
A person whom he abhorred!
Chen Zhao! If it wasn’t for Chen Zhao, he wouldn’t have died.
If it wasn’t for Chen Zhao, he wouldn’t have fallen into Hell.
When Carlo saw Chen Zhao, indescribable anger burned inside him.
Is he dead too?
Has he fallen into Hell as well?
Carlo continued to stare at Chen Zhao.
He saw Chen Zhao approach the boxes casually.
Then, Chen Zhao began to search through the boxes. He seemed to be picking some things from them.
Great! I thought I would never have the chance to take revenge.
I didn’t expect to see you here.
Now, you don’t have the power you had in the human world.
“Stop! These are the lord’s trophies! How dare you steal them!” Carlo shouted righteously.
Chen Zhao was stunned. He was choosing gifts for Fali and his friends.
Clearly, he did not expect an interferer.
Moreover, he actually knew the interferer.
“Yo, isn’t it Prof. Carlo? Haha… You’ve actually ended up in Hell. Using a Chinese saying, ‘There’s always another chance to meet again after separation’,” Chen Zhao teased.
Since Carlo was dead and in Hell, Chen Zhao could not be bothered to deal with him again.
“Who wants to meet with you?” Carlo had heard the Chinese saying before.
The happier Chen Zhao looked, the more unhappy Carlo was.
“Go and beat him up.” Carlo waved his hand.
Hesitant, Doronte and Nebaur exchanged looks.
“Go. Are you not going to listen to me?”
“Prof. Carlo, who is he?”
“Doesn’t matter. He’s just a nobody. I died because of him.”
“But, given that he’s here, he might have some power here?” Doronte and Nebaur were worried that Chen Zhao had some form of position.
“He died after me. What could he have done here?” Carlo said with confidence.
He was lucky to have entered Obsidian Castle.
How could Chen Zhao be even luckier than him?
“You saw for yourselves that he was stealing the lord’s trophies. No matter who he is, he’s doomed for sure,’ Carlo said. “Don’t you want to be recognized by the lord?”
Doronte and Nebaur glanced at each other. That’s right.
If they beat him up, after the demon lord arrived, they could righteously claim that they did it only because he had been stealing. They might even be recognized by the lord.
It was an exceptional opportunity not to be missed!
After they heard Carlo’s words, they looked at Chen Zhao with an evil smile.
“Go. Even if you kill him, I’ll take the responsibility,” Carlo said, fully confident.
Carlo had just received Hibo’s recognition, and now he felt as if he already owned the world.
Doronte charged forward impatiently.
However, the only thing that welcomed him was Chen Zhao’s fist.
Bang!
Doronte’s spirit broke up at once.
However, very quickly, it converged again.
Chen Zhao looked at his hand. He had forgotten to use magical power.
“Prof. Carlo, look at how popular you are wherever you go. Where did you get those two followers?” Chen Zhao looked at Carlo, smiling.
“Cut it out. It’s too late to act friendly.”
Carlo felt that Chen Zhao was begging him for mercy.
Nonetheless, Carlo viewed Chen Zhao as an absolutely irreconcilable enemy.
How could he let Chen Zhao off?
“You’re going to die today.”
“Great. I would love to see who’s going to die,” Chen Zhao said with his arms crossed.
Doronte and Nebaur charged up again.
This time, Chen Zhao channeled some magical power to his leg.
He lifted his leg and kicked Doronte’s groin.
Doronte gave a miserable scream and knelt on the ground. Covering his groin, he moaned in pain.
Nebaur attempted to sneak attack Chen Zhao.
However, Chen Zhao punched out and half of Nebaur’s shoulder was gone in an instant.
This time, it did not heal. Nebaur also collapsed and groaned in agony.
Carlo’s expression changed drastically.
Why is this asshole still so powerful in Hell?
But it was useless. This was Hell, not the lawful human world.
Here, demons were the true rulers.
No matter how strong Chen Zhao was, could he be stronger than the demon lord?
Look at the enormous dragon which flew past just now. It was the madam.
Given how mighty the madam was, the demon lord was definitely stronger.
“Help… Help…” Carlo shouted.
As long as he could attract the attention of other demons, and perhaps even the demon lord, Chen Zhao would be doomed for sure
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“I’m his assistant,” Doronte stammered as he stared at Carlo with a pleading look.
Carlo smiled. “Sir, yes, he is indeed my assistant.”
Having an assistant can help him regain his confidence.
He would soon be admired by everyone again, just like in the past.
“If he’s your assistant, I’ll keep him.”
“Sir, how do I address you?”
“Hibo. I’m the great lord’s personal bodyguard,” Hibo answered proudly. “The lord also gave me the current task.”
Then, Hibo crushed the bottle. Carlo, Doronte, and Nebaur finally regained their freedom.
“Follow closely. If you go too far away and get eaten by other demons, I won’t care,” Hibo warned coldly. “Especially after we enter the castle.”
Hibo brought the three into the castle.
On their way, they saw many chained demons being pulled into the castle.
Some of them were big, others small.
After they passed the passageway, they reached an open space.
The space was piled with boxes of various sizes.
“Ah, the lord must have gained so much from the war.”
Carlo looked at the boxes, guessing what they could possibly contain.
“Wait here. I’ll report to the lord now.”
Hibo left. The three did not dare to move around and so waited in their spots.
Doronte and Nebaur stood beside Carlo attentively.
“Mr. Carlo, we’ll be counting on you in the future.”
“Ha, of course. We’re companions,” Carlo said with a smile.
Despite his polite words, he was clearly arrogant.
He was completely behaving as though he was superior.
Nevertheless, Doronte and Nebaur could do nothing but flatter him.
Only he was useful to the demon lord here, after all.
The two of them were merely followers.
Suddenly, Carlo saw a figure.
A figure that he could not be more familiar with.
A person whom he abhorred!
Chen Zhao! If it wasn’t for Chen Zhao, he wouldn’t have died.
If it wasn’t for Chen Zhao, he wouldn’t have fallen into Hell.
When Carlo saw Chen Zhao, indescribable anger burned inside him.
Is he dead too?
Has he fallen into Hell as well?
Carlo continued to stare at Chen Zhao.
He saw Chen Zhao approach the boxes casually.
Then, Chen Zhao began to search through the boxes. He seemed to be picking some things from them.
Great! I thought I would never have the chance to take revenge.
I didn’t expect to see you here.
Now, you don’t have the power you had in the human world.
“Stop! These are the lord’s trophies! How dare you steal them!” Carlo shouted righteously.
Chen Zhao was stunned. He was choosing gifts for Fali and his friends.
Clearly, he did not expect an interferer.
Moreover, he actually knew the interferer.
“Yo, isn’t it Prof. Carlo? Haha… You’ve actually ended up in Hell. Using a Chinese saying, ‘There’s always another chance to meet again after separation’,” Chen Zhao teased.
Since Carlo was dead and in Hell, Chen Zhao could not be bothered to deal with him again.
“Who wants to meet with you?” Carlo had heard the Chinese saying before.
The happier Chen Zhao looked, the more unhappy Carlo was.
“Go and beat him up.” Carlo waved his hand.
Hesitant, Doronte and Nebaur exchanged looks.
“Go. Are you not going to listen to me?”
“Prof. Carlo, who is he?”
“Doesn’t matter. He’s just a nobody. I died because of him.”
“But, given that he’s here, he might have some power here?” Doronte and Nebaur were worried that Chen Zhao had some form of position.
“He died after me. What could he have done here?” Carlo said with confidence.
He was lucky to have entered Obsidian Castle.
How could Chen Zhao be even luckier than him?
“You saw for yourselves that he was stealing the lord’s trophies. No matter who he is, he’s doomed for sure,’ Carlo said. “Don’t you want to be recognized by the lord?”
Doronte and Nebaur glanced at each other. That’s right.
If they beat him up, after the demon lord arrived, they could righteously claim that they did it only because he had been stealing. They might even be recognized by the lord.
It was an exceptional opportunity not to be missed!
After they heard Carlo’s words, they looked at Chen Zhao with an evil smile.
“Go. Even if you kill him, I’ll take the responsibility,” Carlo said, fully confident.
Carlo had just received Hibo’s recognition, and now he felt as if he already owned the world.
Doronte charged forward impatiently.
However, the only thing that welcomed him was Chen Zhao’s fist.
Bang!
Doronte’s spirit broke up at once.
However, very quickly, it converged again.
Chen Zhao looked at his hand. He had forgotten to use magical power.
“Prof. Carlo, look at how popular you are wherever you go. Where did you get those two followers?” Chen Zhao looked at Carlo, smiling.
“Cut it out. It’s too late to act friendly.”
Carlo felt that Chen Zhao was begging him for mercy.
Nonetheless, Carlo viewed Chen Zhao as an absolutely irreconcilable enemy.
How could he let Chen Zhao off?
“You’re going to die today.”
“Great. I would love to see who’s going to die,” Chen Zhao said with his arms crossed.
Doronte and Nebaur charged up again.
This time, Chen Zhao channeled some magical power to his leg.
He lifted his leg and kicked Doronte’s groin.
Doronte gave a miserable scream and knelt on the ground. Covering his groin, he moaned in pain.
Nebaur attempted to sneak attack Chen Zhao.
However, Chen Zhao punched out and half of Nebaur’s shoulder was gone in an instant.
This time, it did not heal. Nebaur also collapsed and groaned in agony.
Carlo’s expression changed drastically.
Why is this asshole still so powerful in Hell?
But it was useless. This was Hell, not the lawful human world.
Here, demons were the true rulers.
No matter how strong Chen Zhao was, could he be stronger than the demon lord?
Look at the enormous dragon which flew past just now. It was the madam.
Given how mighty the madam was, the demon lord was definitely stronger.
“Help… Help…” Carlo shouted.
As long as he could attract the attention of other demons, and perhaps even the demon lord, Chen Zhao would be doomed for sure
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