Chapitre 275: Energy Blast(2)

Meanwhile, near Desmond's house, the old man, a venerable figure with wisps of gray hair framing his weathered face, swiftly gathered the guards, urgency etched into every line on his forehead, as they hastened their return to the residence.

As the deafening energy blast reverberated through the air, it struck the old man to his core, leaving him utterly astonished. Despite the maids who had come to aid him in his gathering, the guards lay strewn about the ground, their bodies limp and unconscious. A few of them emitted feeble groans of pain before succumbing to an unfortunate fate.