They all call me master

The completely uncontrollable pain hidden in the deepest part of his soul once again appeared before Amuir's eyes.

cage!

Amuir was curled up in a cage that was originally a large dog!

The man named father, who was actually already crazy, kept drawing blood from her body!

'Why! Why!

Why do I have no talent?

You mudblood, why did you awaken your talent! ’

Every time after drinking or injecting blood, the crazy man would get angry and beat her severely with a whip. At the same time, he would abuse her mother in a more brutal way.

In the end, the mother, whose legs and arms were chopped off and kept in a jar, died.

A putrid smell filled the entire basement.

The man denounced all of this.

Later, a large number of bugs were found to eat her mother's body.

Amuir watched his mother turn from rotten flesh to bones.

She was scared, she was scared, she wanted to cry.

But she didn't dare.

She only dared to approach her mother quietly and call out softly.

Then, he lay in his mother's arms.

But after being discovered by the man once, the mother's bones were also broken.

Most of the bones had been cleaned by the man.

Amuir left only a very small part.

She made a little doll out of that part of the bone.

A very simple one, with only a symbolic head, torso and limbs.

And this became the motivation for Amuir to continue.

She talks to her mother every day.

Time passed, and Amuir spent his days being beaten and having his blood drawn.

until--

‘You mudblood can already serve as a new fertility machine!

Now, get down on your knees! ’

the man yelled.

But this time Amuir resisted.

She killed the man, but the 'mother' she subconsciously used as a weapon was broken into pieces. No matter how she pieced it together, she could no longer piece together a complete 'mother'.

she howled.

Freeman was on the verge of tears.

The new blood warrior gritted his teeth to prevent himself from crying. At this moment, Freeman saw his old appearance again.

He has money, which is wealth that ordinary people can't even imagine.

He has a beautiful wife. Every time he attends a banquet, he and his wife always become the focus of others.

The envious look in his eyes always made him feel comfortable and comfortable.

But a serious illness completely woke him up.

He has no health.

He is no longer young.

Not only were the eyes of his confidants looking at him with a look that made his heart palpitate, but there was also hidden disgust in the eyes of his wife.

The wealth he earned through hard work throughout his life became the poison that drove him to death.

His wife hooked up with one of his henchmen.

The two eventually conspire to take everything from him.

Then, he fed the two people to dogs.

He was not in the mood for the two of them to play a game where they killed each other and the winner had a way out, so he simply threw the two of them into a cage with more than a dozen bloodthirsty hounds that had been hungry for days.

With flesh and blood flying everywhere, the woman said she was pregnant with his child.

However, he was unmoved.

In fact, that woman was really pregnant with a child, and it should be his.

If it had been before then, he would have been ecstatic.

He always wanted a child.

But now?

It's not important anymore!

Nothing matters anymore!

Importantly, he also felt death!

He doesn't want this!

He wants to become young!

He wants to get healthy!

Relying on his extraordinary wealth, Freeman quickly got some secret information, but as time passed, Freeman became more and more desperate.

He has no talent.

Moreover, even if you have talent, you cannot regain your youth.

That kind of pain tortured him all the time.

And when Freeman, who finally got rid of this torture, faced this memory again, his mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out.

"don't want!"

Freeman didn't shout out, but Amuir did.

Not only did she shout out, the staff lady also burst into tears.

In fact, the whole person was sluggish.

Catherine sneered when she saw this scene.

this,

Just a prelude!

When the spear penetrates Amuir's body and the 'power of pain' contained in it completely explodes, that's when life is truly worse than death.

Amuir will fall into painful memories and cycle until his soul is broken.

And this process is very long.

For Amuir, it will be as long as a world.

Amuir would wail and cry.

Catherine looked forward to it.

Of course, Freeman, who only has his head left, will also suffer the same treatment.

At this time, the Saint of the 'Church of Pain' couldn't care about anything else.

From the moment she was hit by the dung bomb, this holy lady completely lost her mind.

What reads the memory, and what is behind the scenes.

unimportant! None of it matters!

She just wanted to torture the two of them!

Let the two bastards who caused her such humiliation live a life worse than death!

No one can stop her!

Her anger has already...

It went out!

cold.

Ice cold.

The low temperature far exceeding the winter quietly appeared in the dense forest. In just a moment, the trees in the dense forest began to be covered with frost, and the next moment, more ice crystals appeared in the air.

An ice-blue spear appeared in front of the thrown black spear.

The two spears collided in the air.

Ding!

Spear tip to spear tip.

The blue and white seemed to freeze everything.

The black and gray seemed to annihilate everything.

Wave after wave of invisible forces cut the surrounding trees in half.

Amur had already kicked Freeman's head and ran away.

While rolling endlessly, Freeman's mouth opened and closed again, and he used his mouth to gesture the word "father".

Catherine saw this scene.

It was at this moment that the saint of the "Church of Pain", who was initially entangled with pride and then dominated by anger, finally regained her due rationality.

She instantly confirmed Freeman's identity.

Or rather...

She confirmed the identity of the "Descendant of Blood".

The saint of the ‘Pain Church’ is quite concerned about what happened in Nanlos.

In some ways, she is even more concerned than the Nanlos ‘medium’.

Because the ‘blood descendants’ were once nobles.

Moreover, their family, the Einhas family, and the Beth family all grew and developed in a real sense after receiving the inheritance of the ‘blood clan’.

In particular, the Dordot Port, where their family lives, belongs to the ‘blood clan’ according to the original map.

Therefore, the saint of the ‘Pain Church’ knows the news about the ‘blood descendants’ in great detail.

Including appearance, ability, personality, strength, etc.

But...

This strength seems to be very different!

Sensing the pressure from the ‘Pain Spear’, Catherine couldn’t help but grit her teeth.

The other party is definitely not an Arcana-level strongman.

But...

An entry-level person!

When this thought came to her mind, the saint of the ‘Pain Church’ was only slightly surprised, but not more surprised.

Because, if she was the ‘Descendant of Blood’, she would also hide her strength.

Of course, the Saint of the ‘Church of Pain’ was so calm because she still had the trump card given by His Majesty.

Without hesitation, the Saint was about to use the trump card.

But the Descendant of Blood was faster.

To be more precise, the ‘Blood Bat’ was faster——

Buzz!

The invisible but violent sound waves fell on the Saint.

Puff!

Suddenly, the Saint vomited blood and flew out.

At the same time, an unprecedented killing intent fell from the sky.

Amur and Freeman were instantly suppressed by this killing intent and could not move.

The Ice Crystal Spear and the Spear of Pain burst directly.

Bang!

The blue-white and black-gray entangled like a whirlwind and scattered.

Arthur, who controlled the vest of ‘Descendant of Blood’, felt this killing intent that seemed to be real and breathed a sigh of relief——

Finally caught it!