The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

The Saint of Thieves examined Carson Flores in surprise. ”It’s that realistic? This is a Bloodline Divine Ability. Hendrix, you know him?”

Lucas White nodded. ”Yes. I traveled with him for a while. He’s a very good friend—afraid of neither heaven nor earth. I originally wanted to recommend him to join the Heavenly God Sect.”

In just a few words’ time, the situation below had deteriorated even further.

The Time Domain finally couldn’t hold any longer and began to shatter inch by inch. Cyrveth McCarty and Master of Path’s counterattack forced Snow Zane to cough up blood repeatedly, and her once youthful, beautiful face actually began to age again.

Snow Zane couldn’t hold on anymore!

Carson Flores stopped wasting words, cupped his fists again, and said, ”Senior, please act and save her, or it will be too late.”

The Saint of Thieves rubbed his chin with one hand. After a brief hesitation, he decisively said, ”Alright, let’s do it. Chances like this don’t come often. You go draw their attention; I’ll make my move!”

”Got it!”

Joy surged in Carson Flores’s heart as he slipped forward quickly along the dark clouds.

Since the Saint of Thieves was here for the magical treasures, then the best time to act was when those treasures were fully attacking and unguarded.

As the Time Domain completely shattered, Cyrveth McCarty sneered and pointed at the Heaven-devouring Altar suspended in the sky.

The mouth of the Heaven-devouring Altar instantly aligned with Snow Zane. Just as it was about to suck the grievously wounded, near-death Snow Zane inside, Carson Flores’s figure flashed out from the dark clouds.

”Stop!”