They all call me master

The trees buckled under the strong wind.

Among the flying grass, the huge body blocked the bright moonlight.

A shadow just appeared above the head, covering the three members of the 'Dead Poets Society', Freeman, and Amuir.

Instinctively, the three of them looked up.

Then, the next moment——

The pupils of the three people shrank rapidly.

bat!

Incredibly huge bat!

The member of the 'Dead Poets Society' who had always remained calm, after seeing the huge bat wings, his eyes swept over the sharp hooks and the strong skeleton armor, he could no longer remain calm, and his eyes stared involuntarily. Da, shouted uncontrollably——

"Blood Bat!"

Amidst the exclamations, the face of this member of the ‘Dead Poets Society’ darkened.

Because, the other party saw the 'Blood Descendant' on the back of the 'Blood Bat'.

The 'Descendant of Blood', who had met once but had no pleasant communication, stood on the back of the 'Blood Bat' and stared at him indifferently.

At this moment, the cry of ‘Father, help me’ is still echoing in my ears.

The strong wind blowing across his face was like a slap in the face.

It made the 'Dead Poets Society' member's cheeks burn.

However, what concerned this member of the 'Dead Poets Society' more was what happened to this 'Blood Bat' - back then, they clearly gathered a large number of people and killed all four 'Blood Bats' regardless of the loss. It's better to kill him. Why is there another one here?

The members of the ‘Dead Poets Society’ frowned.

And on the opposite side——

thump!

Amuir, who was holding Freeman on his side, knelt down directly.

The lady from Tallinn opened her mouth without hesitation.

"The secret art of blood and fire is one of the rewards that 'Tallin' received after helping Baron Novia treat lepers in the territory. Except for 'Tallin' who has studied it on his own, there is no rumor about it.

And the first time I saw you, I had a kind of admiration from the bottom of my heart. I hope you can give me a chance to follow you.

I have grown a lot of 'bloodweed' and have some seeds that I can use to grow 'bloodweed' for you.

I am proficient in refining potions. Whether it is medicine for injuries or medicinal baths, I will satisfy you.

I'm also proficient in massage, which can help you recover from fatigue quickly. "

Amuir said, hoeing the ground with his forehead and sticking his butt up high.

After seeing Amuir's bottomless appearance, Freeman couldn't help but let out a sigh in his heart, and knelt down directly next to him.

"'Father', how have you been in the past two days?

Although I haven’t seen her for only two days, it has already passed in my mind for several years!

Especially at this critical moment, you came to save me again, which really touched me, woo woo woo! "

Freeman, who was 2 meters tall, with an arm circumference of 60 centimeters, dressed wildly and had an unruly face, burst into tears.

It was fake at first.

But then when he thought about how he almost died, the vampire started to cry for real.

That infectious power made Amuir on the side turn slightly and glance over from the corner of his eye. He let out a sigh in his heart and couldn't help shouting.

‘Shameless guy, I’m so ashamed to be in your company! ’

Then, without raising his head, he shouted loudly——

"Master, the 'Dead Poets Society' also participated in the attack on the 'Blood Marquis' back then!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the members of 'Dead Poets Society' turned around and ran away without even thinking.

If he were just a 'descendant of blood', he would have nothing to fear.

But with the addition of a 'Blood Bat', it was something he couldn't deal with.

Even, with this 'Blood Bat' around, the 'Blood Descendants' in front of them have become a force that cannot be ignored in Nanlos - the prestigious name of the 'Blood Clan', and those thirty-seven Like the Blood Bride, the 'Blood Bat' occupies a pivotal position.

Even, to some extent, the status of the 'Blood Bat' is higher.

Because the terrifying flying ability of the 'Blood Bat' is enough to make most armies helpless.

And there is...

That terrifying attack method!

Arthur, who had been staring at the members of the 'Dead Poets Society' since he appeared, gave orders to the 'Blood Bat' without hesitation after seeing them escaping.

Immediately, the 'blood bat' suddenly opened its mouth.

Buzz!

Suddenly, an ultrasonic wave spurted out.

In an instant, the fleeing members of the Dead Poets Society and the silent white surrounding them froze at this moment, like a mirror.

But the next moment!

Click!

The invisible hand slammed on the center of the mirror!

The mirror is broken!

From that point on, cracks spread in all directions. When the cracks overlap, it is completely broken...

boom!

Flowers, plants, trees, soil, bricks, and stones all flew into the sky at this moment. After being pinched, squeezed, and crushed by the invisible hands, they were all thrown into the distance.

Everything within a 90-degree radius and a hundred meters in front of the 'Blood Bat' turned into powder at this moment.

Everything was shattered!

Including the 'white deathly silence' surrounding the member of the 'Dead Poets Society' and itself.

However, the other party did not die!

Like a golden cicada taking off its shell, before the ultrasonic waves containing extraordinary power shattered everything, he used a secret technique to get out of the ultrasonic range of the 'Blood Bat'.

But that doesn't mean he's safe.

He felt the coldness!

call!

It was as if the cold wind blowing from the far north was gathering behind him. The extremely cold air was raging in the dense forest along the tree-lined path. The flowers, trees, soil and bricks that had just been crushed began to be covered with thin layers of Frost, the 'blood bat' that was still breathing a little spread its wings and howled wildly in this familiar low temperature.

Moreover, the temperature is getting colder and colder, and there seems to be no end in sight.

There were even snowflakes floating in the sky.

Ice crystals fell on Amuir, and the lady who was kneeling on the ground shivered violently. When she quietly raised her head and looked at the 'Descendant of Blood', the horror in her eyes was almost tangible.

This lady vows to throw all the guys collecting intelligence into the pig pen.

‘This is what is called ‘controllable’? ’

‘The other party is already at the ‘Arcana’ level that can affect the astronomical phenomena, and is it still ‘controllable’?

damn it! damn it!

You bunch of corpse-eating bastards are killing people!

wrong!

It’s not the other party, it’s the master!

Master, your loyal servant, Amuir is praying for your victory. You are invincible and invincible! ’

Amuir's head hung lower and his butt stuck out higher.

She is a little mysterious person, facing an existence at the level of 'Arkana', she is a little humble, what's wrong? If the situation didn't allow it, she would crawl over and lick her master's toes right now. This is something that no one else would even think of doing, as long as the master can protect her and live a long life.

Freeman, who was kneeling beside him, completely ignored Amuir at this time.

The 'Bloodborn' looked at this scene with a fanatical expression.

That’s right!

That's it!

This is the power of ‘Father’!

Destroy everything!

The music of all things mourning!

A chaotic and terrifying sonorous sound!

"Hahaha! It sounds so beautiful!"

Freeman was laughing uncontrollably. Although his body was lying on the ground, it did not stop the laughter from coming out at all. In the mouth that was opened due to the laughter, the tongue was flying randomly.

He tasted the snowflakes that had fallen that day.

He felt the power of the cold with his own mouth.

His laughter became even more wild.

The members of the ‘Dead Poets Society’ had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"Impossible! Impossible!

How is it possible for you to reach the level of ‘Arcana’? "

The opponent’s cry was heard by the ‘Descendant of Blood’.

Freeman's wild laughter was also heard by the 'Bloodspawn'.

The 'Descendant of Blood' paid no attention to it, he just raised his hand.

Suddenly, a crystal clear ice spear with a length of two meters appeared in his hand. The 'Descendant of Blood' gently stroked the ice spear, and deep memories filled his scarlet eyes, followed by a touch of sadness. Appeared on the face of 'The Descendants of Blood'.

Although it disappeared without a trace in just a moment, everyone who cared about it saw it.

And just when these people are thinking about it——

The ice spear shoots out!

In an instant, ice and snow covered the world!