They all call me master

The scarlet penetrated the sky and earth.

The entire Nanlos people looked up and saw red.

And...

A fishy smell.

It was as if blood mixed with internal organs was thrown under the sun in June for a day, and then thrown into a manure pit to ferment for three days.

Ugh!

Someone vomited immediately.

Moreover, his expression became dull as he vomited.

It was as if...

the soul was out of the body!

No!

Yes, the soul was out of the body in the true sense!

One after another, the translucent spirits were sucked out of the body and were about to float towards the scarlet river in the sky.

This is the secret technique created by the Blood Marquis, the "Blood River".

In the name of "blood", it devours the souls of all things, constantly strengthens itself, and forms an endless and continuous trend. Any spirit that enters it cannot escape, and will be devoured and enslaved.

Anyone who stands in front of the "Blood River"...

will be crushed.

Even the old lion is no exception.

In just a moment, the old lion overloaded his inherited secret art [Distortion] of the ‘Theofat Psychic Order’ anchored by ‘life’ and ‘death’, along with his ‘space’ talent.

Buzz!

The unique golden color blocked the old lion like a shield.

But,

It’s useless!

Even if he pried ‘time’ again, it was useless.

Bang!

Snap!

The moment it collided with the ‘blood river’, the golden shield shattered.

“Life and death?

In the ‘blood river’, life and death are constantly running, what can your [Distortion] do?

Space?

My ‘blood river’ is boundless, how can your space be transferred out?

As for time?

In the endless ‘blood river’...

There is no time!”

The Blood Marquis smiled.

He is different from the Count of Nanlos and the Grand Duke of Beijun.

He knows the old lion ‘inside and out’.

Why did he create the ‘blood river’?

It is to deal with the secret art [reversal]!

Of course, it was not the old lion's [reversal], but the [reversal] of that bastard 'Death'!

He could see that the old lion's [reversal] was developed by himself, and it was still far behind the [reversal] of that bastard 'Death'.

But this made him more comfortable dealing with it.

"Blood Marquis, you are so scary!

If it wasn't for that person who laid the traps...

You couldn't have been so calm to 'die', right?"

Another golden shield blocked in front of him, giving the old lion who was not drowned by the 'blood river' a chance to speak. He looked at the pale and sinister Blood Marquis, and the smile on his mouth did not change at all.

Instead, the Blood Marquis snorted coldly when he heard the old lion's words.

For the guy 'Death', the Blood Marquis' hatred was as real as substance.

"'Blood River'?

Why not 'Death River'?

Of course it's because I, who have not obtained the position of 'Death' in your heart, am not worthy of calling the secret art I created 'Death River'..."

"Enough!"

The Blood Marquis shouted, interrupting the old lion's words.

The old lion laughed even more happily.

He looked at the lighthouse of Port Sis.

There was the 'Sun Arrow', one of the props made by Hulk.

At this moment, Mrs. Susan stood next to this prop, took a deep breath, and put her hand on it-

Buzz!

The dazzling gold suddenly flashed.

The suction of the 'Blood River' disappeared directly.

The soul of the Nanlos people slowly returned to the body.

Not just like that, this dazzling gold also shook the foundation of the 'Blood River'. A dazzling white light appeared in the scarlet that originally crossed the sky.

That was-

Thunder!

Boom!

The magnificent power of heaven, thunder wards off evil.

Countess Nanlos, whose whole body turned into lightning, punched the Blood Marquis in the face at the speed of light.

"Get out of my territory, you bastard who kills innocent people!"

With a low roar, Countess Nanlos's fist fell like a storm.

And higher up, with the sound of flesh and blood corroding, the Grand Duke of Beijun, who was tied around his neck with a rope, said nothing.

A touch of black was spreading from his palm to his whole body.

This was the residual power of the secret technique "Eternal Black".

He had just absorbed it from Count Nanlos to recover from his injuries and resist "blood".

The "blood" of the Blood Marquis was far more powerful than imagined.

If it was in his heyday, the Grand Duke of Beijun would naturally be able to resist.

But two super-limit explosions had already caused him to suffer backlash.

Not to mention that under the strange secret technique of the old lion, he was hit by Count Nanlos's "Nine Million Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Thousand Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Horses".

Being able to survive means that he has a strong physique.

And now?

The Duke of Beijun was thinking about counterattacking.

At this point, the Duke of Beijun did not intend to retreat.

Looking at the old lion and feeling the corrosion of the Blood Marquis's 'blood', the Duke of Beijun narrowed his eyes like a wolf.

As for the Countess of Nanlos?

Too simple.

She is the Countess of Nanlos.

She enjoys the respect and taxes of the people of Nanlos.

Then...

At this time, she will stand in front of the people of Nanlos and shield them from the dangers from the outside world.

Boom!

There was another thunder, and the Blood Marquis was smashed thousands of meters away.

Under this violent attack, the Blood Marquis' body was covered in black, especially the last punch, which knocked off half of his head.

Of course, these are not the most important.

The most important thing is the old lion.

Taking advantage of this gap, the old lion who got rid of the "blood river" appeared behind the Blood Marquis.

Raising his hand, the old lion hugged the Blood Marquis tightly.

"Life and death?

Space?

Time?

Both right and wrong - when I guessed that you were not dead, I looked for clues left by that person, and that kind of toxin was the means I found.

It was the only gain.

So, I purified it a part.

Use life and death to [reverse] its only "life", cultivate it with my unique space, and then use the time of prying to mark it.

Let it grow.

The moment you appeared, you felt its original appearance, and now...

It's time for you to feel its final appearance."

The old lion said with a smile.

As he spoke, the old lion's body changed greatly, from a human to a construct, which was made of wood and nails.

Click!

Its chest opened.

A needle suddenly pierced out from the middle of the chest cavity and pierced into the body of the Blood Marquis.

Countess Nanlos frowned.

The Countess found something wrong.

The Grand Duke of Beijun raised his hand high, but did not put it down. He also found something wrong.

'That kind of change...

The old lion is not a human?

No!

Not the old lion! '

The Grand Duke of Beijun suddenly thought of something, and his narrowed eyes became colder and colder.

He thought of the woman called the 'rebel'.

The woman who almost killed the entire Beijun.

Without any hesitation -

Eternal Black!

The Grand Duke of Beijun slashed again.

This knife was the same as before, with darkness and coldness filling the sky and earth, and the endless "blood river" was about to freeze at this time.

The darkness swept over the old lion who was like a puppet.

The puppet body was annihilated in an instant.

However, the needle was still stuck in the back of the Blood Marquis.

The poison inside was completely injected into it.

Then-

Bang!

The Duke of Beijun was directly knocked away.

It was the old lion.

The old lion in human form was suspended in the air, watching the Duke of Beijun who flew out and fell into a coma, with a slightly raised brow, and for the first time he didn't smile.

"That was my last legacy as a 'human puppet'.

Originally I wanted to keep it intact."

The old lion said so.

"Cough, cough.

The 'human puppet' deserves death!

And you, a hypocritical fellow, deserve death even more... Ugh!"

The Duke of Beijun coughed up blood and roared, but before he could finish his words, he felt a suffocation in his neck - it was Count Nanlos who pulled the rope and pulled him to the side.

The next moment, the place where the Duke of Beijun was originally standing was rippling with layers of ripples.

Dense scarlet thorns appeared there.

If the Duke of Beijun was still there, he would have been pierced at this moment.

But none of this matters.

The important thing is that this is the ability of the Blood Marquis's 'blood'.

The Duke of Beijun subconsciously looked at the Blood Marquis.

The Blood Marquis, who was injected, stood there blankly, like a puppet, and a very familiar feeling arose spontaneously.

"Human puppet?!"

"Yes, human puppet.

Although it is not as good as my mother's 'human puppet method', if I use my 'shed' body as a seed and add poison, it is still possible to have a human puppet that belongs to me completely."

The old lion nodded.

The Duke of Beijun frowned even more.

Not only the weirdness shown by the old lion, but also the words of the old lion.

At this moment, the Duke of Beijun could no longer tell which of the old lion's words was true and which was false.

"Are all these your plans?"

The Duke of Beijun asked.

"Of course!

Not only you and Barrow.

And Nanlos.

Everything about you is within my expectations."

The old lion looked like he was sure of victory.

The Duke of Beijun was silent.

Count Nanlos sneered.

"Is everything in your plan?

He too?"

The female countess pointed at the Blood Marquis.

"Of course.

Otherwise, why would I prepare so much?"

The old lion looked very calm.

"Because——

Fear!

You are afraid of the Blood Marquis, so you prepared so much in advance, and then...

How do you think he appeared?"

The Countess stared at the old lion.

The old lion remained calm.

"Of course it's because of you.

I know your behavior and habits.

I can also guess your next move.

Especially when I know that the Blood Marquis is still here, everything is already destined."

The old lion said, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"What do you think?

Are you willing to be the mother of my heir?

Although I was a human puppet before, I am now a real person...

No, I should say I am a god."

A hint of pride emerged in the old lion's pale golden eyes.

He succeeded!

Although there were twists and turns, he had already completed the plan for thirty years.

The success in front of him was naturally justified.

He was about to enjoy the fruits of victory.

Boom!

Facing such an old lion, Count Nanlos responded directly with a thunderbolt, dragging the Grand Duke of Beijun to fly away.

But the speed was not fast.

Although the Grand Duke of Beijun absorbed the remaining power of the "Eternal Black", he punched the Blood Marquis's thunderbolt after two limit punches.

And the continuous battle with the Blood Marquis has pushed the female countess to the limit.

The easy flight in the past is now overloaded for the female countess, not to mention carrying the Grand Duke of Beijun.

What's worse is...

'Blood'!

Without the control of the Blood Marquis, the 'blood' in the 'Blood River' is falling like raindrops.

Nanlos, covered by the ‘Arrow of the Sun’, encountered an unprecedented blood rain.

Every drop that fell would cause ripples on the invisible force field.

When these ripples overlapped, the defensive force field of the ‘Arrow of the Sun’ also became shaky.

Count Nanlos was worried.

She was worried about Nanlos. At this moment, she was about to be powerless, but she did not give up.

She knew that the old lion was bluffing her.

The layout that the other party mentioned was a series of coincidences in the other party’s cognition that could be used.

But what is the truth?

All these coincidences were the layout of others.

It was Arthur Kratos.

The old lion stepped into the layout of the psychic.

No!

Not only the old lion, but also the Blood Marquis, as well as her and the Grand Duke of North County were all pawns in this layout.

Now?

They have already ‘taken their respective positions’.

Then, the planner will naturally come to get what he deserves.

The Countess of Nanlos understood this very clearly.

The Countess had no resentment towards Arthur, but she was just unwilling to accept it.

After all, facing a plan that had been laid out for decades, she was not aware of it, so wasn't it natural for her to lose?

What's more, she didn't lose.

She was still on the side of the winner.

Maybe there were even spoils of war.

What's the resentment after all?

As for unwillingness to accept it?

That's just instinct.

That's her pride, she can tell the difference.

Moreover, compared to this instinctive pride, the Countess of Nanlos now wants to see how the old lion... no, how this fake dies!

Feeling the old lion's malicious gaze, the Countess sneered in her eyes.

The thunder strike just now naturally did not cause any trouble to the old lion.

Feeling the slight numbness on his palm, the old lion laughed.

"Sure enough, you still need some communication."

For a female who can give birth to a qualified heir, the old lion is far more tolerant than he imagined.

He only planned to cut off the limbs of Countess Nanlos.

After all, giving birth to an heir is enough.

Limbs?

Too much redundant.

Thinking of this, the old lion took action.

A touch of gold appeared at the fingertips of the old lion.

He was ready to cut.

Then, the wind came into his mind--

Woo!

The dull sound of the wind made the old lion turn around and punch immediately.

Bang!

The attacking object was directly shattered, but the unique fragrance and juice made the old lion stunned.

Coconut? !