They all call me master

The convoy from Nanlos had long gone, leaving only the flattened grassland on one side of the road and the large amount of blood, which seemed to still tell the story of a 'spiritual medium' who had just killed hundreds of people in half with a sword.

A figure sneakily emerged from the grass on one side.

Even though he was wearing a hijab, he could understand the other party's horror just by looking at his exposed eyes.

As a "mysterious person" who is eyeing the legacy of "Shilt Tower", he has been following these spies - deep down in his heart, this "mysterious person" intends to take advantage of the situation.

This 'mysterious person' could tell that these spies would never be honest about their duties.

In fact, this is also true.

only……

Arthur was killed halfway.

Although he was extremely far away just now, this 'mysterious person' still clearly saw the horror of that sword, and when he actually stood on the grassland flattened by the sword, he felt an even greater sense of Personal experience.

‘The song of death. The crazy bones in the sky. Broken...

Terrible swordsmanship! ’

Looking at the red soil and putting himself into the situation of those spies, this 'mysterious person' began to sweat on his forehead.

Can't escape!

There's no way to avoid it!

If you strike with one sword, you will definitely die!

It is absolutely impossible to face Arthur Kratos directly!

Even if you want to face the opponent directly, you can't let this 'spiritual medium' draw his sword!

Such thoughts emerged in the heart of this 'mysterious person'.

At the same time, such thoughts also appeared in the minds of the remaining peepers.

Like this 'mysterious person', they all substituted themselves into those spies, and then quickly came to such a conclusion.

Every peep shook his head and sighed.

Every peeper subconsciously looked at the grave bag.

They recognized Arthur's strength.

But it was precisely because of this recognition that they shifted their attention from the legacy of the original 'Shilt Tower' to Arthur.

Why do they want to get clues about the ‘Hilt Tower’?

To be strong!

So it would be the same if the secret of Arthur's power could be revealed!

Even more convenient and safer!

Because there is no need to face Arthur!

So, the peepers keep their eyes on the grave bag.

Maybe there are more clues in those bodies?

Maybe I can get a glimpse of it?

As long as I get a glimpse of it, I can become as powerful as that 'spiritual medium'!

Almost every peep thought so.

They have tremendous confidence.

They always think they are special.

Some of these peepers are even thinking that as long as they peep into Arthur's powerful secret, they can defeat Arthur and get the inheritance of 'Shilt Tower' together!

Those who are conceited are blind and foolish.

These peepers who came out of the hiding place stared at each other, moved slowly, and approached the tomb. When the first person started digging, the remaining people became even more scrambling.

Everyone dug with all their strength, those with swords used swords, those with daggers used daggers, and some with bare hands.

Hoo, ho!

There was a continuous sound of violent breathing.

Not tired, but excited.

Rich vitality gathered in such breathing, quickly reaching the critical point where Arthur set up the [Death Cave]——

The two [Death Cave] on a corpse hidden in the tomb were activated almost at the same time.

One [Death Cave] released the [Death Fire] and burned the corpses in the tomb, and then donated all the death energy to the [Death Qi Slash] in the other [Death Cave]!

Buzz!

Amidst the crisp sword sounds, a rich death aura filled the surroundings.

The peepers who were digging immediately noticed something was wrong.

Immediately these voyeurs of the excavation were to retreat.

But, it's too late.

They're fast.

But sword energy is faster.

An arc-shaped pure white sword energy shot out from the tomb bag and passed over the bodies of these people in an instant.

Puff puff!

It was almost a re-enactment of the previous scene where he was cut in half.

These peepers no longer had the greed and arrogance they had before, and they were left wailing.

Then, a scroll rolled out of the grave bag.

The untied scroll unrolled as it rolled down.

I saw it written in scarlet font——

Disturbing the sleep of the deceased, death!

Words, written with fingers.

In the scarlet color, every word is full of inexplicable ominousness. Anyone who sees it will feel uneasy, especially the word "death", which is like a curse.

Or to be precise...

There really is a curse!

Seeing this word, the peepers who were hiding deeper and did not show their heads quickly retreated.

This scene was seen by Fu Jin.

Just a few minutes later, Arthur's figure reappeared here.

The young 'spiritual medium' looked helplessly at the corpse on the ground, with a little more compassion in his eyes.

"Greed is poison, it will destroy your soul and make you lose yourself in the pursuit of power."

Sighing softly, the young 'spiritual medium' once again began to appease the souls of the deceased——

Compared to just getting some money before.

This time the harvest will be much richer.

Fifteen scrolls, even if they are low-level scrolls like 'Fire Arrow' and 'Ice Arrow', as long as a small part is taken out, its value far exceeds the total of the previous money gains.

Arthur also accepted 6 bottles of low-level healing potions.

The only thing that makes Arthur regretful is that he doesn't have a secret magic item.

It's obvious that such peepers are still idiots.

Immediately, Arthur was filled with anticipation.

He looks forward to the next performers to take the stage.

Therefore, he gratefully allowed these "mysterious people" to rest in peace. At the same time, he once again wrote the words "disturbing the sleep of the dead, die", and added a "small curse" to the "cave of death".

Unlike before, it was written with the help of [Hand of Nothingness] and quietly placed in the grave bag.

This time Arthur wrote it openly and put it in a new small grave bag.

Then, Arthur stood in front of the two graves, one large and one small, and softly blessed the deceased.

When it comes to acting, it’s natural to do a complete set!

To wash your feet, of course you have to go to the third floor!

Arthur didn't know if anyone would peek here, but what he wanted to do was, even if someone peeked like this, they would only see a compassionate, young, honest, simple and kind 'spiritual medium'.

By the time Arthur returned to the convoy, the convoy had already approached the 'Ymir Manor'.

"Is anyone really disturbing the deceased's sleep?"

Edwin, who was driving, looked at Arthur, whose coat was stained with mud, and frowned, anger flashing in his eyes.

"They have received the punishment they deserve -

In the face of death, everyone is equal. "

Arthur sighed.

As for him destroying the tomb bag and using the corpse in the tomb bag to set up a trap?

Different!

He is here to protect!

If the starting point is different, naturally it doesn’t count, right?

"May they rest in peace!"

Edwin immediately guessed the fate of those guys, and the coachman had no further comment, and the journey afterwards was extremely smooth.

When the convoy arrived at the mountain stream entering the Ymir Manor, Edwin began to direct the convoy to camp temporarily.

The one-man carriage can still barely enter the mountain stream, but the cart pulling goods cannot.

Therefore, they had to carry out the large amount of arms and load them into trucks.

And this takes at least a day's work.

After all, there are twenty Little Emperor Cannons among them - these cannons are the most important and the most laborious.

Edwin began arranging for the movement of munitions, food purchases, and vigils.

At this moment, Edwin and the captains of the convoy, who were arranging things for their men, suddenly heard the young 'psychic medium' say -

"coming!"