The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 2329: The Chance Was Right in Front of Me, but I Didn’t Cherish It!
Perhaps because he strayed off the original course, he encountered quite a few Sea Demons. Using the Ground Shrinking Technique, Five Elements Escape Technique, and the Ethereal Pagoda’s invincible defense, he repeatedly turned danger into safety.
Not great at fighting, but first in escaping!
Enduring attacks from Sea Demons along the way, fleeing all the way, Carson Flores gradually left the Stormy Sea Area.
The sky was no longer dark, and the sea was no longer stormy. Although the wind carried some icy chill, it had lost its overwhelming fury.
Carson Flores released the three again, letting them try to establish contact with their sect.
They were evidently prepared, quickly reaching out to their sect.
Carson Flores did not listen in, instead choosing to walk aside intentionally.
Soon, the three finished their contact, their expressions all rather solemn.
Profound Clarity said in a deep voice, "The Three Sects Visitation Group suffered heavy losses. Not only did many perish in the attacks, but some were captured by them. Elder Marvin is severely injured..."
Wyland sighed, "Almost, they likely have our search magical treasures now. We aren’t out of danger yet."
Profound River turned to Carson Flores, "Fellow Flores, we may need to trouble you further; the elders of our sect will hurry over. We’ll meet them again at the North Sea."
Carson Flores nodded, "Sure!"
Carson Flores was about to put the three back into the pagoda when suddenly a figure appeared in the southern sky, like a stream of light, darting across the sky.
Carson Flores was startled; could they have caught up so quickly?
The stream of light approached, pausing momentarily in mid-air, then charged directly towards Carson Flores and the others.
The golden light converged, revealing the figure wrapped inside, surprising Carson Flores.
Oberon Foster!
Carson Flores hadn’t expected to encounter him again!
On closer inspection, Oberon Foster wasn’t alone; he carried Aerithe Moonshadow on his back!
"An acquaintance..."
Carson Flores waved his hand, stopping Profound River and others who were ready to attack at any moment.
"Thud!"
Oberon Foster fell from the air, but instead of landing steadily, he directly collapsed onto the ground.
Only then did Carson Flores notice Oberon Foster covered in blood, a large hole where his heart was, missing an arm, with chaotic and turbulent energy, looking extremely miserable.
Aerithe Moonshadow was slightly better, except for a paper-white complexion, she wasn’t covered in blood and seemed uninjured.
Oberon Foster breathed heavily, his gaze fixed intensely on Carson Flores, his expression complex.
Excited, regretful...
Having been on the ship for so long, he naturally knew about the visitation group’s matters and recognized the Three Sects Disciple. Now, seeing them all gathered around Carson Flores, how could he not be astonished?
All Three Sects Disciples carried battle wounds, and their complexion indicated they were injured, yet Carson Flores stood there, clothes neat, hair tidy, looking not like someone fleeing but rather like out on a trip.
Oberon Foster felt strong remorse; Carson Flores had offered him a chance, but he hadn’t cherished it.
Believing Carson Flores was kind but limited in ability, entrusting lives to him seemed too risky; better to trust oneself, for his strength surpassed Carson’s.
Now seeing Carson Flores again, he found Carson unwounded; it appeared he even rescued the Three Sects Disciple, while his companions were nearly all dead, leaving him with barely a breath.
Oberon Foster looked at Carson Flores, gasping, "Fellow Flores, I’m sorry; I should have trusted you..."
Carson Flores squatted, Divine Sense probing Oberon Foster’s body, his expression instantly darkening.
The body thoroughly destroyed, even the Primordial Spirit severely damaged, life force extinguished...
Sure to die!
Immortals could not save him!
Carson Flores sighed, "You know your situation, right?"
Oberon Foster laughed sadly, "I know; I’m finished."
Carson Flores nodded, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
Oberon Foster’s eyes showed gratitude, "Thank you, Fellow Flores, for not holding my previous offenses against me. If possible, I hope you can send the lady to the Illusory Moon Sect..."
Carson Flores frowned, "You’re dying, yet you’re so insistent on sending her into danger?"
Oberon Foster looked despairing, "If there was any other way, we wouldn’t do this, but if we don’t, Wind Snow Sect will face disaster."
"I know it’s unfair to the lady, but we really have no other option..."
Carson Flores glanced at Aerithe Moonshadow beside him; her face veil was gone, revealing her true appearance.
A flawless face, a tall and perfect figure, an irresistibly delicate charm that invoked a vague desire for conquest.
No wonder she caught the eye of the Illusory Moon Sect’s Junior Sect Master just by chance, insisting on adding her name to the compensation list.
Such a woman, if given a chance, which man wouldn’t want to kiss and possess her?
