They all call me master

Killing Little Lithorpe personally was the direct choice.

But letting the mob kill Little Lithorpe was a better choice.

“Can you gain benefits without being stained with blood?

Although it is impossible to make 'death' into art, but...

For a layman, this is pretty good! "

The man wearing a hood and cloak whispered to himself.

Subsequently, this member of the 'Dead Poets Society' changed his original plan - in the original plan, Gold was the abandoned son.

You need to bear the wrath of those mobs.

but now?

Death is necessary.

But things can change later!

The other party has a little bit of ‘potential’.

Maybe become one of his attendants.

It is different from the previous ‘attendants’ sent by the cantor on the left and the patriarch on the right.

A real and completely his attendant.

In fact, in this person's mind, a 'Ghoul Ritual' has been arranged for Gold.

Of course, Gold would never be the first choice.

That's the 'Bandage Swordsman'!

However, because he could not be exposed before, this person had to shelve the plan, but now it is no longer necessary——

"Hurry! Hurry!

Wait until I complete the ritual!

You will eventually belong to me! "

An evil spirit returning from the ‘Long Night’s Rest’ is too precious to the members of the ‘Dead Poets Society’.

He could completely imagine how heated it would be if other people in the Dead Poets Society knew about the existence of this 'Bandage Swordsman'.

And he blocked the news as much as possible, but it only temporarily blocked the 'Dead Poets Society' from knowing about the 'Bandage Swordsman'.

It's not permanent after all.

Once it is known, it will naturally be blamed.

However, as long as he completes the 'Grudge Ritual', everything will become different.

‘Death’ is fair game.

But the power that brings ‘death’ is not fair.

He knew this truth as early as ten years ago.

However, there was a trace of doubt in the eyes of this member of the ‘Dead Poets Society’ as he scanned the battlefield.

Where's Lithorpe?

Where is this old fox?

Such a major change occurred, why didn't the other party show up?

The member of the 'Dead Poets Society' was puzzled.

Then--

"Um?!"

Just when the member of the 'Dead Poets Society' was wondering, he suddenly looked at the whole team of Lissop's cavalry charging in surprise.

Gold leads the way!

Although little Lithorpe was also in the team, he was in the middle of the team and the safest position, at least ten positions behind Gold.

It was not at all like he had guessed that he was going to take advantage of the chaos to let the mob kill Little Lissop.

Instead, it’s like layers of protection!

And in fact -

After the four cavalry scouts returned and confirmed that it was really just a mob with pitchforks and a few fire guns, the entire cavalry team began to charge.

Different from the spears used by early knights in the Silver Age when they charged, the knights at this moment are holding high...

Thunderbolt!

Bang bang bang!

The fire flickered.

Pieces of projectiles shot out from the thick muzzle of the thunder gun, and began to sweep across the battlefield in a devastating manner.

In less than ten minutes, the mob gathered in front of the South Town Manor was completely suppressed.

The gap in military force and equipment is too great.

It's a complete crushing game.

There is no possibility of turning defeat into victory.

The face of the 'Dead Poets Society' member standing in the shadows turned cold.

Gold was provoked but failed, completely beyond his expectation.

Seeing little Lithorpe safe and sound under the escort of cavalry, this member of the 'Dead Poets Society' finally understood why Lithorpe didn't show up.

The other party has Gold's information and is sure of victory.

He is also planning to take this opportunity to establish a reputation for his son.

“Oh, do you still want to make the Lisop family hereditary?

What a wishful thinking! "

The ‘Dead Poets Society’ member sneered again and again.

Perhaps the mutual restraint between the old lion in the inner bay and the tigress in Nanlos gave the Lithorpe family a strangely balanced development period.

But neither the old Neiwan lion nor the South Loss tigress would let Lisop finally become too big to lose his tail.

Therefore, the Lithorpe family could never be hereditary.

not to mention……

After tonight, the Lisop family is history!

Thinking of this, the member of 'Dead Poets Society' looked towards Nanzhen——

There, there were secret guards recruited by Lissop.

Or to be precise, the ‘Iron Blood Team’!

Not all!

Only about a fifth.

But the combat effectiveness of this 'iron-blooded team' is not comparable to the mob in front of them.

boom!

There was a huge explosion.

Looking at the fire in Nanzhen not far away.

Gold immediately sent out reconnaissance cavalry again.

In this regard, the members of the ‘Dead Poets Society’ in front of them no longer paid attention.

Those members of the 'Iron Blood Team' who were provoked will deal with what happens next. After all, in addition to the 'Iron Blood Team' members in South Town, he also provoked some 'Iron Blood Team' members in the South Town Manor.

not too much.

Just a few.

But this member of the 'Dead Poets Society' believes that these people will definitely create great results.

because--

That was their dream opportunity to get rich overnight.

It's enough to leave it to these guys here.

And him?

Naturally, we need to deal with the people from Nanlos.

If these people are not attracted, Nanlos' plan will be passive.

The member of the 'Dead Poets Society' strode towards the main road leading to South Los Angeles outside of South Town.

And just when the member of the 'Dead Poets Society' walked onto the avenue, a carriage wrapped in fog appeared in his field of vision.

"Melinda Julius Caesar!

It is indeed you, master!

You always charge into battle like this...

But something unexpected will happen! "

As the member of the 'Dead Poets Society' spoke, he took out his biggest trump card - a doll made entirely of metal.

Or to be precise...

Human puppet!

But it's different from Arthur's [Exquisite Human Puppet].

This person should be more refined and powerful.

Even if you hold it in your hand, there is a feeling that surging life is about to burst out, just like a volcano about to erupt.

"Go, my 'general'!"

The member of the ‘Dead Poets Society’ casually threw the puppet in his hand.

People grow long when exposed to the wind.

In a moment, he turned into a two-meter-tall middle-aged man wearing a black military uniform and a stern face.

As soon as this middle-aged man appeared, the surrounding air became solid.

It's not an adjective.

But the air condensed at this time.

because--

An illusory storm shadow appeared behind the middle-aged man.

Moreover, this illusory 'Shadow of the Storm' also blooms with the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth like a real storm.

This illusory storm affects reality, sucking out the surrounding air and making itself grow rapidly.

The first one to bear the brunt was Malinda's carriage.

This fast-flying carriage was about to be dragged into the storm.

"Advanced person!"

Feeling that the illusory shadow behind the middle-aged man exuded a power that was completely absent from the ordinary Great Arcana level, Malinda immediately narrowed her eyes.

Without any hesitation, the woman was ready to work with her partner Arthur to kill each other as quickly as possible.

However, when this lady glanced around her from the corner of her eye, a look of astonishment appeared on her face——

Hey, where are the Arthurs? !