They all call me master

Chapter 704 Fangs VI

Snapped!

The moment the giant white bird collided with the scarlet sword.

The scarlet sword was broken, like porcelain that fell to the ground.

The scarlet sword, which was just a bluff and a false appearance, shattered faster and more completely than before.

It is as if the false scarlet sword constructed with the breath of [Death Abyss] and [Night Blood] is real, and this scarlet sword clearly brings out the full power of [Death Abyss] and [Night Blood] The sword is just fake.

But, whether true or false.

Both are broken.

The sword shattered.

People are also broken.

Delbok's whole body was shattered when the giant white bird passed by.

Different from relying on [Night Blood] to recover before.

This time, [Night Blood] did not reply to Delbok.

It's not that Delpork didn't want to.

But can't!

The death energy condensed from the [Death Abyss] suddenly went out of control.

The originally obedient spirit of death violated the [Death Abyss] ritual when faced with the figure who chopped off the white giant bird. When Delbok used [Spirituality] to crazily activate the [Death Abyss] ritual, those who violated the [Death Abyss] ritual 】The death aura of the ritual began to run rampant.

They are running rampant, destroying the ritual of the [Death Abyss].

They rush left and right, corroding the evil vitality born of blood in [Night Blood].

They broke through everything that bound them.

Then……

Having lost their shackles, they rushed towards their relatives: the Nanlos psychic who was sitting in the West Berlin Castle, holding a glass of coconut juice and thinking about whether to eat another plate of roast pork.

Delbok saw this scene through the remaining [Death Abyss] ritual.

The priest of the "Inland River God Cult" confirmed that the person who slashed with a sword that exceeded the [Swift Bird Swordsmanship] was the Nanlos psychic medium.

And the person who made the breath of death run rampant was also the Nanlos psychic medium.

Can……

How can this be? !

How could the ritual secret technique that has been 100% completed get out of control?

Impossible!

Especially this kind of loss of control is because the death energy, which is the cornerstone of the ritual itself, has gone out of control.

This is even more impossible!

This goes against common sense!

unless……

The South Los medium is ‘Death’!

Delbok, who came to this conclusion, was horrified at the moment of death!

'die'!

South Los Psychic is ‘Death’!

Suddenly, the priest of the 'Inland River God Cult' thought of the news that Tolan brought back two days ago: The owner of the Inland River God is the Nanlos psychic medium.

At that time, he dismissed it.

But now, all he was left with was panic.

At the same time, he also understood some rumors instantly.

"The eternal monster, the heir to the rebellious bloodline, the founder of Ragnarok, the fearer of the northern gods, the ruler of the Blade of Chaos, the owner of the Leviathan Ax, Kratos...

So that’s it!

It turns out to be like this! "

The remaining Delpok shouted in the sky.

Then, the remaining Delpok seemed to have thought of something, and begged Arthur in an almost pleading tone——

"The son of misfortune who was born in secret, the person favored by death, the contemporary 'black cat', the 'lord of the cat sect', the champion of the South Los Swordsmanship Competition, the master of Caesar's Manor, the winter prayer, the winter guardian, the winter monster The destroyer, the owner of the Orient, the 'Psychic' Sir Arthur Kratos, please forgive me for being rude, please forgive my offense, I am..."

If ‘death’ really exists, then death is not the end.

Death will be a new beginning!

In such a beginning, Delbok definitely does not want to offend ‘Death’!

For Delbock, who was born as a commoner, being able to climb to where he is today requires more than just talent and hard work, it is more about assessing the situation.

Facing a brand new world, the big names in the past are no longer important.

What matters is the big shot in front of you.

‘Death’ is enough for him to grovel.

However, Arthur's name seemed to be too long, and the remaining Delbok was completely broken before he could even finish his words.

But even if it was broken, the priest of the 'Inland River God Cult' still kept kneeling on one knee.

This scene made the Marquis of West Berlin dumbfounded.

what happens?

what happened?

Obviously he was a personal participant, but at this time, the Marquis of West Berlin felt like he was a fool on the outside with his eyes covered.

‘What did the Nanlos medium do?

Why is that guy so scared?

What exactly is it? ’

One thought after another appeared in the heart of the Marquis.

However, the residents of Dordot Port who were rescued did not have so many thoughts.

At the moment when the Scarlet Sword was broken, the secret technique of the [Death Abyss] ritual was destroyed, and after the [Night Blood] was blocked, the blood that was sucked out was turned upside down.

The moment those civilians in Dordot Port woke up from a trance, what they heard was Delbok's begging and begging for mercy.

And the civilians who had just seen this scene deeply engraved in their hearts naturally understood who saved them.

Without hesitation, the simple civilians began to kneel on the ground and chant the name of the Nanlos psychic.

Almost instantly, Arthur Kratos's name resounded throughout the Dordot Port.

Even people with evil thoughts have no choice but to chant the name of Nanlos psychic medium at this time. They don't want to be conspicuous.

Fishing in troubled waters is what they want.

The Marquis of West Berlin saw this scene.

The Marquis was about to stop him without hesitation.

He wanted to explain.

In West Berlin, only the West Berlin family is needed, not Arthur Kratos.

Of course, there is also the orb!

The Marquis has ideas about [Blood of the Night].

But just as the Marquis was about to speak and take the orb, a figure appeared-

The scarlet shadow passed like smoke and fog.

When they gathered again, the ‘Descendant of Blood’ revealed his true appearance.

Looking at the [Blood of the Night] in his hand, a smile appeared on his pale face.

Then, the ‘Descendant of Blood’ did not even look at the Marquis of West Berlin who was stiff in the air, but turned around and bowed slightly to where Arthur was.

“Your divination is right.

I owe you a favor.

And...

Thank you.”

After a moment of silence, the ‘Descendant of Blood’ spoke awkwardly.

Anyone who sees this scene can feel the gratitude of this aloof man.

Of course, many people will instinctively guess that the person in front of them does not seem to be a bad person.

And this is what Arthur wants.

He wants to make his vest more complete.

Only in this way can there be more potential and create a better situation.

Just like at this moment-

The Marquis of West Berlin calmly retracted his hand that wanted to take [Blood of the Night] and looked in the direction of his castle.

"Sir Arthur. Kratos, thank you for everything you have done for West Berlin."

The Marquis looked grateful and his expression was very natural.

It seemed that the thought of the last moment did not exist at all.

For the Marquis, the appearance of the ‘Descendant of Blood’ has broken the situation as it should be.

Arthur. Kratos and him have a contract, and both parties are within the rules.

However, the ‘Descendant of Blood’ does not.

Especially for the ‘blood descendants’ who got the [Blood of Night], even this Marquis needed to be cautious. After all, he knew that only the ‘blood clan’ could exert the true power of the [Blood of Night] orb.

At this critical moment, if he ‘offended (contemptuous)’ Arthur Kratos with his words and caused misunderstandings from the ‘blood descendants’, it would be bad.

So, the Marquis immediately changed his decision.

Since he couldn’t stop it, he would just go with the flow.

After doing all this, the Marquis disappeared directly in mid-air.

He didn’t want to be someone else’s supporting role.

What’s more, he had more important things to do.

His goal was always that person.

Arthur’s ‘eyes’ naturally followed him - the young Nanlos medium hoped to learn from the ancient nobles the real way to deal with those beings.

But immediately, Arthur narrowed his eyes.