The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 916: Chapter 916: It’s Not Easy to Survive, Why Bother with More Fighting and Killing?

All were startled awake by Kash Lam’s laughter, each letting out a long sigh of relief.

Yes, they had survived!

To think that they, themselves, had been trapped in a deadly scheme set by a True Dragon Soul and had managed to come out alive!

It was truly inconceivable!

Whether from the Human Race or the Demon Race, those who looked at Carson Flores did so with gratitude in their eyes.

Without Carson’s lethal strike, which destroyed the body of the True Dragon Soul, not one person present would have escaped.

She only needed to wail like a dragon two or three more times, and she could have killed everyone, leaving no survivors!

Lainey Dragon’s eyes shone as she looked at Carson: ”You’re really amazing. In Giant Wave City, you fought the horned Great Demon, and today, you actually killed the True Dragon Soul!”

Terry looked at Carson with fervent eyes: ”Does that mean you’re the new Human Emperor?”

Carson managed a wry smile and chose to be honest: ”I can’t really use it properly. Beyond treating it like a stone, the final blow just now was its own doing, not under my control. It was the same back in Giant Wave City...”

Kenzo Conley asked hesitantly, ”Then what’s your relationship with it?”

After pondering, Carson replied, ”It may have recognized me to some extent, which is why it didn’t want to see me die. Maybe it just saved me.”

With the exposure of the Emperor Seal, it was foreseeable that Carson would face endless trouble.

However, at that moment, he had no other choice.

Holden Simmons’s expression was subtle: ”So it seems it has somewhat acknowledged you. That makes you an Emperor Candidate, right? We elected an Emperor Candidate as the team leader on the grounds that he was the weakest...”

The expressions of the Misrds State team members all became quite delicate, with a mix of shock and amusement.

Bryant James asked with a solemn tone, ”Carson, where did you get that Emperor Seal?”

Carson answered offhand, ”I killed a group of Sky Pirates and got it from them.”

Bryant James was dumbfounded, and everyone else wore an equally stunned look.

They had imagined all sorts of possibilities, wondering what kind of miraculous adventures or deadly dangers Carson might have endured to obtain the Emperor Seal, but what did Carson say?

A trophy from killing Sky Pirates?

The Emperor Seal was in the hands of a bunch of Sky Pirates?

That was just too preposterous!

If someone possessed the Emperor Seal, they would be the Human Emperor, so weren’t the Sky Pirates also Human Emperors before being killed by Carson?

Lilianna Norman wiped away the blood at the corner of her mouth and stepped forward, her gaze uncertain.

As the Demon Race Holy Maiden, what she should do now was to kill Carson, seize the Emperor Seal, and bring it back to the Demon Emperor.

Without the Emperor Seal, there would be no Human Emperor, and nobody could stop the rise of the Demon Emperor. What else could pose a fatal threat to the Demon Emperor?

Violeta Herrera didn’t make a move.

She didn’t dare!

Firstly, Carson was the son of the Demon Emperor Heir. Killing him would provoke unpredictable reactions from the Demon Emperor. The will of the Demon Emperor might not care, but the body of the Demon Emperor had a soul—that was his son—and he couldn’t possibly remain indifferent.

Secondly, the Emperor Seal had clearly awakened and possessed its own will, capable of acting on its own without Carson’s control.

If they attacked, would it shake them all to pieces with blood spatters like what happened in Giant Wave City, including her and all the demons present?

Carson’s gaze swept over the crowd: ”The True Dragon Soul is extinguished; everyone can tend to the wounded now and search the area to see if there’s anything else to gain.”

Kash Lam reminded in a low voice, ”True Dragon’s Blood!”

Carson nodded and spoke with an unchanged expression, ”Speaking of which, since I saved everyone’s lives, I’ll take half of this True Dragon’s Blood; that shouldn’t be a problem, should it?”

Everyone exchanged glances. Although they were somewhat reluctant, Carson had indeed saved their lives—that was a fact. At this point, if anyone were to stand up and object, that would just be too shameless.

Besides, Carson also had the Emperor Seal. He might just be the future Human Emperor, and who would be willing to publicly offend him in such a scenario?

To do so would cause them to lose face and make an enemy, leaving behind a problem.

Bryant James clenched his teeth, glanced at the others, held back his words, and ultimately kept silent.

Violeta Herrera’s expression was calm, as if it was none of her business.

Liam Malone’s gaze was downcast, his eyes dark.

The crowd looked at each other, and no one objected.

Carson smiled: ”No one is speaking up, so I’ll take it as everyone agrees.”

Carson flew to the edge of the blood pool and, as he was thinking about how to collect it, Lainey Dragon flew over and handed him a finely crafted small bottle.

”Use this Spirit Bottle; it’s specifically for containing liquids. It has a spatial formation within it, ensuring that the Spiritual Spring or other liquids you put inside won’t evaporate or spoil...”

”Okay!”

Carson unceremoniously took it and swiftly filled the Spirit Bottle with half of the True Dragon’s Blood.

Aside from the Misrds State team members, everyone else, be they from the Human Race or the Demon Race, were competitors. Carson took his half without any hesitation, feeling completely justified. If he hadn’t been worried about provoking collective wrath and being besieged, he would even have wanted to take it all.

Carson secured the Spirit Bottle and stepped back, suggesting, ”There’s still a lot of blood left in here. It wasn’t easy for any of us to survive. There’s no need to fight and kill over it anymore. I suggest we each take some, the Nascent Souls a little less, the Divinity Transformations a bit more, of course, this is just a personal suggestion.”