"I'm his assistant," Doronte stammered. At the same time, his eyes were begging Carlo.
Carlo smiled. "Yes, my lord. This man is my assistant."
Having a subordinate could help him regain his confidence.
He could regain the feeling of being respected by everyone.
"Since he's your assistant, keep him."
"Sir, how should I address you?"
"Hibo, I'm the lord's personal guard," Hibo said proudly. "The lord asked me to find someone."
With that, Hibo crushed the bottle. Carlo, Doronte, and Nebaur were finally free.
"Follow me closely," Hibo said coldly. "If you leave me and get eaten by other demons, you'll get what you deserve, especially after you enter the castle."
Hibo brought Carlo and the other two into the castle.
Along the way, demons in shackles were continuously pulled in.
Some were big, while others were small.
After passing through the walkway, Carlo came to an empty space.
The space was filled with chests of various sizes.
"The lord's loot is really generous this time."
Carlo looked at the chests and guessed what was in them.
"Wait here. I'll go report to the lord."
After Hibo left, the three did not dare to wander around. They waited where they were.
Doronte and Nebaur stood beside Carlo attentively.
"Mr. Carlo, please take care of us in the future."
"Ha, we're all companions," Carlo said, smiling. "You're too polite."
Although that was what he said, he had an arrogant expression on his face.
He completely thought that he was superior to others.
Nevertheless, Doronte and Nebaur could only flatter Carlo now.
After all, Carlo was useful to the demon lord here now.
The two could only be considered subordinates.
At this moment, Carlo saw a figure.
A figure that could not be more familiar.
A person that he hated to the bone!
Chen Zhao! If not for Chen Zhao, he would not have died.
If not for Chen Zhao, he would not have fallen into Hell.
The moment Carlo saw Chen Zhao, he was inexplicably angry.
This guy is dead too?
Did he fall into Hell too?
Carol kept staring at Chen Zhao.
He saw Chen Zhao casually walk to the boxes.
Then, he began to rummage through the boxes. He seemed to be picking something out of them.
Good, very good. I was just worrying about not having a chance to take revenge.
I didn't expect to meet you here.
You don't have the power you had in the human world now.
"How dare you! This is Sir Lord's spoils of war! I can't believe you're stealing here! "Carlo yelled righteously.
Chen Zhao froze. He was choosing gifts for Fali and his other friends.
Who would have thought that someone would appear out of nowhere?
Moreover, this Cheng Yaojin was actually an acquaintance.
"Oh, isn't this Professor Carlo? Haha … You actually came to Hell. Using a Chinese saying, it's a small world, "Chen Zhao teased Carlo.
Since the person was dead and had gone to hell.
Chen Zhao didn't want to cause more trouble for him.
"It's not a small world." Carol knew what that meant in Chinese.
However, the more mischievous Chen Zhao was, the more annoyed he was.
"Go and kill him." Carlo waved his hand.
Doronte and Nebaur glanced at each other, both hesitating.
"Go. Don't you want to listen to me?"
"Professor Carlo, who's this guy?"
"It doesn't matter who he is. He's just a nobody, and it's because of him that I'm going to die," said Ye Zichen.
"But since he's here, he's probably not simple." Doronte and Nebaur were worried that Chen Zhao had some special identity.
"He died later than me," Carlo said confidently. "What special identity can he have?"
He had only managed to sneak into Obsidian Castle because he was lucky.
Was Chen Zhao luckier than him?
"You saw it too," Carlo said. "He's stealing the lord's spoils of war. No matter who he is, he's dead. Don't you want to show off in front of the lord?"
Doronte and Nebaur glanced at each other. That's right.
If he taught him a lesson and the demon lord here came, he could righteously say that he couldn't stand this person's theft, so he taught him a lesson. Then, he might be able to obtain the demon lord's appreciation.
This was a great opportunity for a meat pie to drop from the sky!
When the two heard Carlo's reminder, they looked at Chen Zhao with malicious smiles.
"Go. I'll take responsibility if he dies," Carlo said confidently.
He'd just gotten Hipo's recognition and felt like he had the whole world.
Doronte charged forward impatiently.
However, Chen Zhao's punch greeted him.
Bang!
Doronte's spiritual body was instantly scattered.
But soon, Doronte's spiritual body gathered again.
Chen Zhao looked at his hand. He'd forgotten to use his magic.
"Professor Carlo, you're so popular everywhere you go. You actually found two more followers." Chen Zhao grinned at Carlo.
"Cut the crap. Do you think it's useful to get close to me now?"
Carlo felt that Chen Zhao was begging for mercy.
However, Carlo had long since viewed Chen Zhao as his mortal enemy.
How could he let Chen Zhao go?
"You're dead today."
"Sure," Chen Zhao said, crossing his arms. "I'd like to see who's dead."
Doronte and Nebaur charged forward again.
This time, Chen Zhao used his magic and attached it to his leg.
He raised his leg and kicked Doronte in the groin.
Doronte screamed and knelt on the ground. He clutched his crotch and wailed in pain.
Nebaur wanted to sneak up on Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao punched and half of Nebaur's shoulder was shattered.
This time, it didn't recover. Nebaur also fell to the ground and wailed in pain.
Carlo's expression changed drastically.
This * sshole. Was he still so strong in Hell?
But it was useless. This was Hell, not an orderly world like the human world.
Here, demons were the true masters.
No matter how strong this * sshole was, could he be stronger than the demon lord?
Just look at the huge dragon that flew across the sky. That was the lord's wife.
If the lord's wife was so strong, the demon lord naturally wouldn't be weak.
"Help … Help …" Carlo screamed.
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