The cries startled the guards outside, but as they rushed in, they were torn to pieces by an invisible force.
Not until half the floor was covered with the blood and flesh of those demons did Salvador finally lift his head again.
Although his eyes were still blood-red, he had at last calmed down.
Amberser couldn't help but say as he looked at the carnage, "Your brutal methods haven't changed at all."
Salvador said coldly, "I am no longer a Light Priest, but a demon, a cruel and vicious demon. Do you have a problem with that?"
"There's nothing like a few tears to stiffen the spine."
Salvador's eyes widened with anger as he cursed, "You damned... do you still want my help or not?!"
"How could you not help me? I saved Laine, I helped the Lord of the Dawn win the wager, and I am also Arthur Laine's close friend..."
