They all call me master

Chapter 910 Throwing Dirty Water VI

A low roar, accompanied by the chirping of the golden-haired monster rat.

Ripples like waves went towards the low-flying ‘Blood Bat’.

With scarlet flashing in its eyes, the ‘Blood Bat’ opened its mouth and launched an ultrasonic attack.

Just like before, after the two collided, there was silence.

Then——

Boom!

In the explosion, force field fragments flew everywhere.

Suddenly, large areas of houses and ice crystals collapsed.

In the flying smoke and dust, the scattered ice crystals were quickly submerged.

But the next moment, the ice crystals began to float up.

No!

To be precise, it went to a certain point in the sky.

The smoke and dust dissipated.

The giant bat spread its wings.

A lone and proud shadow stood in the air, and in his raised hand, a spear made entirely of frost was rapidly taking shape, and the already extremely low temperature was lowered again.

Then...

Snow!

Snow fell in the entire Kilger Port in the inner bay!

From fine snowflakes to heavy snow.

It was done in just a breath.

The extreme coldness cooled down Barrow Hamlet's feverish brain.

After a slight pause, he immediately found something wrong.

There was no doubt that he was set up.

Who could it be?

Someone from the seven major families?

Or someone from his own family?

Lord Barrow was thinking, and he was ready to shout again - he wanted to stop this meaningless fight, he wanted to tell the 'blood descendants' that they were all set up.

Lord Barrow was quite confident about this.

After all, there was too much evidence.

The simplest way was to find the 'Dead Poets Society' to confront them, and the truth would basically be revealed.

At the same time, maybe he could even gain the friendship of the 'blood descendants'.

A true 'ascender' was worth it no matter how hard he tried to win over.

As for the current loss?

It was not a problem at all.

He organized his words in his heart, but before Lord Barrow could really open his mouth, the frost spear in the hand of the ‘blood descendant’ was thrown straight down.

Lord Barrow was not surprised.

On the contrary, Lord Barrow thought this was his chance.

As long as he could withstand this attack, the ‘blood descendant’ would be able to talk to him calmly.

So——

Chiji!

The golden-haired monster rat cried.

The monster that looked like a mouse pulled the ‘starry sky’ down and pulled Barrow up the ‘steps’, then curled up its body and its golden hair stood up.

The next moment, the frost spear arrived.

Boom!

The sound of the earth shaking.

The huge impact force made the golden-haired monster rat and Barrow retreat again and again.

But the golden-haired monster rat stopped on the horse.

It was not the power reduction.

But the frost burst.

The layers of frost power were not wasted at all, and all were piled on the golden-haired monster rat, and then it froze.

The steps were frozen.

The starry sky was frozen.

As for the golden-haired monster rat?

It was like a huge ice block.

The ‘blood descendant’ stood on the back of the ‘blood bat’, with no expression in his scarlet eyes, and just said lightly -

“This is the first time.

It is also the last time.”

After saying that, the ‘blood bat’ quickly rose.

In a breath, it disappeared.

Everyone who saw this scene almost subconsciously thought that the ‘blood descendant’ showed mercy.

As for why he showed mercy?

Of course it was because of the old lion.

Even the arrogant ‘blood descendant’ did not want to face the old lion who was getting older and dying before he really grew up.

People all thought so.

And Barrow Hamlet?

Even though he showed the strength of a ‘Step Climber’, in people’s eyes, he was still an ‘ungrateful person’ who was protected by his brother’s wings.

That’s right!

He was an ungrateful person!

Many people recalled the scene just now.

He colluded with the ‘Dead Poets Society’, killed Dieudonné, and wanted to attack Bistry!

All these things, can’t they be called ungrateful people?

Crack, creak!

Bang!

A crack appeared on the ice block.

And it quickly began to spread.

With a muffled sound, it exploded directly.

The golden-haired monster stretched his body, revealing Barrow with his head held high.

This Lord Barrow was ready to have a good talk with the ‘Descendant of Blood’.

But the sky was already empty.

And why were the eyes of the people around him so strange?

Almost instantly, this Lord Barrow reacted.

‘Damn it! Damn it!

These guys think I really did it!

They were all deceived!

And...

That accusatory look!

Why is it exactly the same as before?

I am no longer the same person as before!

Bastard!

Do you still think I am inferior to my brother? ’

The anger in Barrow's heart reappeared, and he subconsciously wanted to kill all those who looked at him with strange eyes, but the remaining coldness prevented him from losing his mind in the true sense.

He knew that something was wrong with him.

Very wrong.

‘No!

This can't go on!

I must find out the reason! ’

Relying on the remaining reason, Lord Barrow Hamlet turned around and left quickly.

Barrow knew he needed to calm down.

However, this scene was seen as a guilty conscience by everyone.

Many members of the seven major families and the Golden Lion family who barely survived, the resentment in their hearts reached its peak at this moment.

‘Damn it!

They actually colluded with the ‘Dead Poets Society’!

They also used us as pawns! ’

These people roared in their hearts and quickly got up to contact their respective families.

The content was roughly the same, all of which was to summon people to return to the ancestral home, open defenses, and beware of Barrow Hamlet and the ‘Dead Poets Society’.

At the same time, send people to find the old lion.

At this time, only the old lion can solve all this.

As for the parade?

It doesn’t matter!

Nothing matters anymore.

Right now, the most important thing is themselves.

In the frost, a few figures staggered away.

The parade team looked at each other in bewilderment.

In just over ten minutes, they encountered the biggest challenge in their lives.

It was a challenge that shattered their worldviews.

Some of them had really heard of the mysterious side and had really come into contact with it, otherwise they would not have spent so much money to send their daughters to St. Joan of Arc College.

They had some unrealistic fantasies.

They hoped that their family would be like the nobles.

But...

They had never thought that the mysterious side would be so terrible.

Looking at the densely packed corpses and ruins in the distance.

Looking at the ice crystals gleaming in the sun.

Every parent trembled in their hearts.

They looked at each other, completely lost.

As for their children?

The panic of the parents had already spread to their hearts.

When everyone was at a loss, a figure stood up.

It was Pestle Hamlet.

The young son of the old lion looked at everyone and asked seriously -

"Everyone, are you willing to believe me?"

Under the sun, there was sincerity in the pale golden eyes.