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Chapter 567 Your Excellency! Please forgive our ignorance! (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)
Carlos's plan was also very meticulous. He analyzed that Li Chen was the Pope's personal guard, so if he deliberately let the Blood Demon Society's subordinates slip up and attract hatred, then the Vatican would definitely investigate.

At that time, Li Chen will surely be made to die without a burial place.

The next morning, Alfred's captain of the guard, Pedro, rushed in to report: "My lord! The Blood Demon Society has been spotted in the city! They attacked the church last night!"

Li Chen, who was enjoying Gwyneth's massage, raised an eyebrow upon hearing this: "Oh?"

Although Alfred's injuries had not yet healed, he still struggled to get up from his sickbed.

He knelt on one knee, his face full of piety: "My lord, although my family is weak, we also wish to contribute our strength to the Holy See!"

Looking at this descendant of the saint who remained loyal despite having his ribs broken, Li Chen nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, the Holy See needs loyal and courageous men like you."

Alfred was so excited that his face turned red, and he immediately summoned three hundred elite guards.

These guards were all clad in silver armor and carried long spears, exuding an imposing aura.

Before his departure, a brief farewell ceremony was held at the manor.

The five ladies, dressed in their finest attire, all huddled around Li Chen, showering him with concern and care.

"My lord, please be careful~" Sophia straightened Li Chen's collar.

Gwyneth then handed over a sachet embroidered with gold thread: "This contains calming spices that I personally blended."

Alfred stood aside, watching his wives shower others with attention, yet not even sparing him a glance.

He chuckled bitterly and touched his nose, thinking to himself that he was probably the most aggrieved husband in the Eternal Day Empire.

But I'm used to it!

"Let's go!" With Li Chen's command, the group left the manor in a grand procession.

Carlos rode alongside Li Chen, outwardly displaying unwavering loyalty, but inwardly filled with a sinister smile.

Li Chen yawned and lazily said, "This journey is dangerous. The Blood Demon Society, these heretics, should not be underestimated. What are your thoughts on the Blood Demon Society?"

He appeared nonchalant on the surface, but was actually trying to extract information.

After all, as the "Pope's personal guard," he couldn't possibly be unaware of the Blood Demon Society.

Alfred immediately straightened his back and said indignantly, "Reporting to the Royal Guard, those heretics of the Blood Demon Society claim to serve some Blood Demon God, and their actions are extremely cruel! They use human blood sacrifices, blaspheming the gods, and are the biggest cancer in the Eternal Day Empire!"

Carlos's inner thoughts were twisted and deformed. As a deacon of the Blood Demon Society, he knew better than anyone that most of these so-called "crimes" were framed by the Vatican.

But in this country, the Vatican calls the shots, and if someone calls you a heretic, you can't refute it.

Now he could only suppress his anger and echo, "That's right! Those beasts deserve to be torn to pieces!"

Li Chen nodded thoughtfully, having roughly understood the nature of the Blood Demon Society.

The group soon arrived deep in the forest outside the city.

Before an ancient ruin, the dimly lit entrance exudes a sinister aura, like a gaping maw ready to devour its prey.

“My lord, this is the area where the Blood Demon Society members are active. I feel there’s something fishy going on here. Please allow me to investigate.”

To demonstrate his loyalty, Alfred drew his sword and charged in first.

The guards followed closely behind and soon engaged in a fierce battle with the monsters and blood monsters inside.

Although these monsters were ferocious and terrifying, they were no match for the well-trained guards.

Captain Pedro wielded a spear, each strike piercing the head of a blood monster.

"My lord, these are monsters that only the Blood Demon Society can train, but rest assured, you won't have to lift a finger for these small fry!" Alfred shouted back triumphantly.

Carlos was heartbroken to see these people killing the creatures he had nurtured.

But he understood the principle that you can't catch a wolf without risking your cub.

He's willing to abandon even his wife, let alone these things.

To make it seem more convincing, he even killed a few himself.

The group fought their way to the core hall.

In the center of the pool was a huge pool of blood, thick and bubbling, emitting a nauseating stench. "Strange, why is this pool of blood bubbling?" Alfred wondered, as he approached to investigate.

At that very moment, the Blood Demon Society members hidden in the shadows activated the mechanism!
Rumble!
The entire ruins trembled violently, and the blood in the blood pool churned as if boiling.

A pillar of blood shot into the sky, piercing through the dome!

"Roar!!!"

With a deafening roar, a colossal creature slowly rose from the pool of blood.

It was ten zhang tall, with six blood-red wings that blotted out the sky, and its whole body was covered with dark red scales.

Those scarlet eyes seemed capable of devouring souls; a mere glance from them was enough to send guards slumping to the ground.

"Blood Demon Angel! How could there be a Blood Demon Angel here?" Alfred's face turned ashen, and his legs went weak, causing him to collapse to the ground.

Several loyal guards were dragging him to the back.

The sky was instantly stained blood-red, with lightning and thunder flashing amidst the rolling dark clouds.

Several bishops in the city simultaneously realized what was happening and looked in horror toward the forest: "This aura... a demon at the Saint Realm has awakened!"

The guards were terrified by the terrifying power of the blood demon and scattered in all directions.

There was nothing they could do; the difference in strength was too great. These were ancient demons, and they couldn't even get close to them without being suppressed by the power of the Blood Demon.

Moreover, since their master Alfred was backing away, they didn't need to move forward.

Carlos was overjoyed and was about to seize the opportunity to declare victory and utter some villainous lamentations.

"Noisy."

Li Chen yawned impatiently and casually slapped the air.

hum!
Suddenly, a dazzling golden light illuminated the world.

A gigantic golden hand, capable of wielding the heavens and the earth, appeared out of nowhere and crashed down with holy energy that could purify everything!

The Blood Demon Angel had just let out a defiant roar when it was shattered by this palm strike.

Its body, like snow under the scorching sun, instantly melted into a pool of filthy blood.

The entire ruins were eerily quiet.

Carlos opened his mouth wide, his prepared lines stuck in his throat.

He stared blankly at the pool of blood, then at his own unharmed hands, and his worldview completely collapsed.

That was a Blood Demon Angel at the Saint Realm! And it was just slapped to death like that?
Two Saint Realm experts, shouldn't they be able to fight to the death?

Alfred and his guards were stunned; it was as if they were witnessing a god.

After a while, Alfred came to his senses, pushed aside the guards, and scrambled over to Li Chen, kneeling respectfully.

It took Alfred a long while to recover from his shock.

He shoved aside the guards who were helping him, scrambled to Li Chen's feet, and knelt down on the ground.

“The chosen one! You must be an emissary sent by the God of Light! I am so honored to serve such a great being!” Alfred’s voice trembled with excitement, and his forehead slammed heavily on the ground.

This was the highest praise he could think of; there was a huge gap between the messenger of the God of Light and the Pope's personal guard.

Upon seeing this, the guards all knelt down, and the clanging of their armor echoed throughout the room.

Captain Pedro kissed the ground beneath Li Chen's feet with utmost reverence: "Your Holiness! Please forgive our ignorance!"

Carlos then seemed to wake from a dream and hurriedly knelt down.

His forehead pressed against the cold ground, cold sweat soaking through the back of his clothes: "My dear Lord Wei, your divine might is unparalleled!"

His voice was choked with sobs, and this time he wasn't faking it; he was genuinely terrified.

Imagine if he had said that, Li Chen could have killed him in the next second.

(End of this chapter)