Carlos got a little carried away.
This was unavoidable—personal strength was one part, but more importantly, Carlos's skeletons had gone through a terrible transformation in both quality and quantity!
His gaze swept around, taking in the surroundings.
A full twenty-nine Shield Guards, with normal strength reaching mid-tier, and after fully activating bonds, they could even match high-tier.
The two main retainers had been at the peak of high-tier since their birth.
If they worked together with the Shield Guards to activate bonds...
Carlos felt this wasn't arrogance, but honest assessment!
"Sister's probably gonna be shocked!"
Now he had officially entered the ranks of the strong and no longer needed to deliberately hide his strength.
Packing up the tent, Carlos automatically spread his Crimson-Gold Feathered Serpent Wings, getting ready to leave the Desolate Desert.
Suddenly he realized that leaving the Desolate Desert didn't require such urgency.
