They all call me Great Master

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Hum!

In the unique humming sound, pale Sword Qi descended from the sky and penetrated deep into the ground.

Caught within the Sword Qi, 'Blazing Wind' Greta, dumbfounded, was gazing at the night sky when a smear of crimson stretched from the top of her head to her brow, and from there, all the way down until—

Snap!

She split in two.

Her body, with the sound of blood scattering, heavily fell to the ground.

Amiel stood gaping at the scene.

Thereafter, the lady from Talin instinctively looked up to the night sky.

She wanted to find the figure of the 'Spirit Medium.'

But the dark night sky was completely empty.

'Has Lord Kledos left?'

The lady from Talin wondered in her heart, yet she was shouting out loud.

"Thank you, Lord Kledos, your radiance illuminates my spirit, allowing me to feel a warmth I've never experienced before. I will surely be reborn in this warmth. My admiration for you is like the endless river..."

Approximately five hundred words of praise came from the lady of Talin.

At the side, the newly born 'Blood Descendant' cast a contemptuous glance at the other, moving his now fully recovered right hand while his thoughts raced.

'The recovery rate is faster than I imagined!

Strength, speed, also faster than I thought!

It's just the technique...'

For 'Blazing Wind' Greta, who courted death, the newly born 'Blood Descendant' had no further comments.

In the eyes of the newly born 'Blood Descendant,' the other was just a fool lost in power.

However, he did agree with some of her words.

As a newly born 'Blood Descendant,' he had strength, speed, and recovery far beyond that of ordinary people, but what he lacked was the corresponding technique.

Immediately, the newly born 'Blood Descendant' thought of his 'father.'

He wanted to learn the secret techniques of the Bloodline Clan from his 'father.'

But the whereabouts of his 'father' were unpredictable.

So...

'Does Spirit Medium Arthur Kredos know the secret techniques of the Bloodline Clan?'

He should, right?

Even if he doesn't know the secret techniques, as a collaborator, he should at least know the whereabouts of 'father'!

I must visit him as soon as possible!'

Thinking this, Freeman knelt beside Amiel and yelled out loud—

"Thank you, Lord Kledos, You have granted me a new life like a father, and I will respect you just as I respect my father..."

Freeman's shameless words drew a sidelong glance from Amiel.

The lady of Talin looked disdainfully at the newly born 'Blood Descendant.'

Shameless!

The lady of Talin expressed her emotions with her gaze.

This time, however, Freeman did not retort.

Because Freeman thought of the 'Bloodfire' secret technique she had used before.

Previously, the newly born 'Blood Descendant' had set his sights on acquiring that secret technique.

He was quite confident that he could obtain this technique from Amiel's hands, but he also needed to consider his 'father's' attitude—that's why he hadn't acted yet.

And now?

He still hesitated.

'Can I ask about it through Lord Kledos and get my 'father's' opinion?'

Freeman thought to himself, and his spoken words grew even louder.

At his side, Amiel immediately raised her voice, unwilling to be outdone.

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Bob was carefully examining the traces left by the Sword Qi.

"Hiss!"

When he extended his hand, forearm, and upper arm all the way in and yet still couldn't touch the bottom, the former captain of the Daredevil Team immediately drew a breath of cold air.

It wasn't just the depth, but also the smooth touch.

This sword scar, left right in the middle of Rat Street, possessed a sense of evenness and silkiness.

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It was as if sand and gravel had polished it to a sheen.

Bob, with his extremely strong combat instincts, could instantly imagine just how sharp that colossal Sword Qi was—

'I'm afraid even my body couldn't withstand it.'

Bob thought to himself, feeling a bit annoyed.

For the former leader of the Daredevil Team, strength was naturally a proud part of him, especially the 'invulnerability' his body gained after drinking the Death Soldier Potion twice, which gave him absolute confidence. But now, faced with this Sword Qi, Bob's confidence was shaken.

Just then, Malz appeared beside his old friend. Seeing his buddy's expression, the old sheriff immediately raised his hand and slapped Bob forcefully on the shoulder.

"Hmm?"

"Arthur is our leader, the stronger he is, the better for us, right?"

The old sheriff said with a smile.

Bob was momentarily stunned, then a smile emerged on his face.

The former leader of the Daredevil Team took in his old friend's reminder.

Yes!

He was now a subordinate of Lord Arthur Kredos, and naturally, it was better for him to be stronger.

Quickly, the former leader of the Daredevil Team began to formally shift his mindset.

Watching his old friend's expression closely, the old sheriff breathed a sigh of relief—he knew full well his old friend wasn't the treacherous type; once he got it, he would not backslide.

This was also why he had recommended his old buddy to Arthur.

Otherwise, no matter how capable Bob was, he would not have mentioned him at all.

Because...

In comparison to Bob's abilities, Arthur was the strongest in his heart.

If the former was like a firefly's glow, the latter was the sun.

The sun at high noon!

Dazzling, bursting with endless vitality!

A crow that he raised could kill an enemy that had rendered a whole group of them helpless by dropping just one feather. How strong might Arthur himself be?

He might be on par with that individual, right?

Due to the anomaly, only the old sheriff among those present had seen Arthur's crow.

And because he had seen it, his confidence in Arthur grew even more.

He even thought of the thunderstorm that day, and the figure within it.

Almost immediately, the old sheriff became even more expectant.

He felt he might truly witness a 'miracle.'

He didn't know what kind of 'miracle' Arthur could ultimately create.

But,

He wanted to watch it unfold.

Haywood, Kuke, and Wiggins didn't have so many thoughts.

They were simply amazed by Arthur's strength, and increasingly believed what Malz had said before—Arthur had already arranged everything for them, they just needed to follow the plan.

Wiggins, one of the earliest followers of Arthur, now stood on the edge of the sword mark, his eyes filled with devotion and fervor.

'With such power, the whole Rat Street will become 'safe'!'

Golden Finger thought to himself, then he walked straight over to the body of 'Blazing Wind' Greta, pointed at the bodies around him, and roared loudly to the whole Rat Street—

"This is the Kledos Family!"

Scott watched this scene with a smile.

Golden Finger had mentioned more than once that many of these guys were Rat Street forces, and now that they had the chance, they naturally wanted to completely root out those forces to truly unify Rat Street.

This was naturally a good thing.

And him?

If he could, of course, he wanted to offer some help.

Scott, having switched to a new fountain pen, began writing an article while recording everything that had just happened—he hoped to write a chronicle for Arthur.

Through Wuni's vision, Arthur took in everything.

Clearly, 'Blazing Wind' Greta's appearance was arranged by the member of the Death Poetry Society.

Some personal rivalry was mixed up in it.

Therefore, the young Spirit Medium decided to repay the other party in kind.

Immediately, he turned his head to look at Marinda beside him and whispered—

"Would you check who's missing now at 6 White Bird Street?"