Carmilla was forcefully ordered to do something, and she was in a bad mood. Seeing that the sports car opposite still didn't stop (Blitzø was actually too stunned to remember), she immediately spread her scythe-like claws.
The moment the sports car crashed, she swung her hand, and her claws cut through the car's steel like paper.
Fortunately, the Imps inside were all agile and managed to avoid the blade in time, otherwise they would have become instant casualties.
But after the sports car was cut open, Blitzø and the others could only tumble out of it in a sorry state.
As soon as Blitzø looked up, he saw Carmilla's very terrifying expression, her bright red eyes unable to hide the killing intent emanating from them.
To be honest, Blitzø was almost scared to pee, because he knew that it was no harder for her to kill him than to step on an ant.
But Carmilla didn't kill him, she just coldly dropped a line: "Stay here!"
Then she turned around and swung her claws again. The surrounding air turned into wind blades, cutting the incoming Sinners into pieces, and blood and flesh instantly flew everywhere.
Blitzø broke out in a cold sweat, finally feeling some regret.
The Sinners behind saw the demons cut into pieces, quickly stopped, and upon closer inspection, realized it was Carmilla, and immediately turned and fled.
Their understanding of the nobles' strength was insufficient because nobles rarely made a move, but Sinner Ring Lords often killed people, and they had a deep understanding of each other's strength, so they quickly ran away.
But Carmilla didn't let them go so easily; she was still seething with anger, so she moved as fast as the wind, even faster than the demons driving opposite, directly slaughtering this team of nearly a hundred.
Every demon was "considerately" cut into pieces by her, and it would take a long time for them to recover, and the surroundings were not peaceful either; there were always some strange perverted demons who would come to such places to pick up corpses.
Demons have a tradition of cannibalism, and "people" here generally refers to the flesh of Sinners, because they can always grow back.
As long as properly handled, some Sinner flesh can be passed down like heirlooms, so even if future generations are not successful, they will not starve to death.
So for Sinner Demons, being killed does not mean death, but it can be worse than death, especially with cannibals lurking everywhere in Hell.
There are actually many Sinners who went to Hell for cannibalism, so these scattered corpses should soon attract demons to pick them up.
After venting, Carmilla felt a little better, and she walked up to Blitzø.
"Someone inside wants to see you all, go in!"
Carmilla pointed to the hotel door, and the door opened automatically.
Moses and Millie were uneasy; they didn't want to go in, so they frantically winked at Blitzø.
But could Blitzø refuse? Of course, he couldn't.
So he could only give Carmilla a fawning smile, then fiercely pushed Moses and Millie inside.
His despicable face made the Imp couple grit their teeth in hatred, but under Carmilla's gaze, they could only stand up and walk towards the hotel.
"And you!"
Carmilla saw Blitzø secretly trying to slip away, her eyes malicious, her claws eager.
Blitzø gave an embarrassed smile and could only slink in behind Moses and Millie.
When he walked in, Moses and Millie were standing behind the door, looking at him with disdain.
"Were you trying to abandon us just now?"
"How could that be!" Blitzø vehemently denied it.
Millie gave him the middle finger and said, "If you ever make us do something like this again, I'll throw you out for those Sinners to screw to death!"
Blitzø nodded obediently: "OK."
"Keep walking, don't talk!" Behind them, Carmilla appeared like a ghost, startling them.
So the three Imps could only resign themselves and continue walking. Along the way, they saw many photos, all of Charlie and her parents.
Blitzø grew increasingly regretful, and he began to worry about the safety of his group.
Although Charlie Morningstar seemed like a simple child on TV, no one could say for sure if she was just pretending.
Blitzø, now calm, suddenly felt something was amiss. Charlie was Lucifer's daughter, and the daughter of the Lord of Hell was a great benevolent person... did that sound reasonable?
But whether they wanted to or not, they still arrived before Dane and the others.
As soon as Blitzø saw Charlie, he immediately, and theatrically, bowed and performed a gentleman's salute.
"Hello, dear Princess Charlie Morningstar, this humble one is the boss of Immediate Murder Professionals. Here is my business card."
Saying this, Blitzø presented his business card with both hands.
Charlie hesitantly took it, and seeing the name on it, she read aloud, "Blitzø... O?"
"The O is silent, dear Your Highness."
If it's silent, why write it? But then to write the O and cross it out, what does that mean?
Charlie was quite knowledgeable about Pentagram City, but she had never heard of this company, and after all, do Imps even work as assassins?
She had only heard of Imps being Jokers, but never of them being assassins.
Jokers in Hell are like comedy superstars, especially Imps; they are very good at being Jokers.
When it comes to self-deprecation to please others, no demon does it better than them.
"Interesting, can Imps also be assassins?"
Dane flicked his finger, and the business card flew from Charlie's hand into his.
Blitzø's gaze shifted to Dane, and suddenly a great fear surged through his heart, as if he would be crushed into paste the next moment.
He instantly stiffened and immediately prostrated himself on the ground.
"Sir! I'll do anything, as long as you don't kill me!"
Goodness, another one willing to do anything, but Dane didn't seem to have any need for an Imp.
Blitzø's palms were sweating; he knew very well that in front of such a big shot, he had best show some usefulness. A demon without value had no right to live.
"Wait, that symbol on your forehead, I seem to have some impression of it..."
At this moment, Charlie suddenly seemed to discover something.
But Blitzø, who had been able to remain calm, suddenly seemed to break down, cold sweat pouring out...
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