They all call me master.

Chapter 380 Dawn Greene Mechanical Gunpowder Cult!
In the distance, Freeman was staring at Maltz as he swallowed the weapon and transformed his arm into a weapon with gleaming eyes.

For this new 'blood', this ability is really interesting.

But at this moment, Amuir on the side exclaimed.

"Dawn Greene Mechanical Gunpowder Cult?"

Freeman asked if he didn't understand.

As a mysterious newcomer, Freeman remains humble enough.

As for Amul?
Ms. Tallinn, who loves to teach others, will never say no.

"Dawn Green's Mechanical Gunpowder Cult appeared at the end of the 'Silver Age'. It only spread in a small area within the territory of Earl Bet. It lasted for about 10 months and was annihilated by Earl Bet at the time - Rumor Among them, Doug Green's Mechanical Gunpowder Cult was founded after receiving part of the inheritance from Geppetto, the alchemist master from the 'Holy Empire Era'.

Master Alchemist Geppetto was the first master of alchemy to be burned on the stake in the 'Era of the Holy Empire'.

Unlike the eleven subsequent masters who were burned at the stake, Geppetto was admitted to have committed the unforgivable sin.

A puppet that can use a saber is really something that makes people want to hold it in their arms! "

Later, things went south and the master Geppetto was burned along with his puppet Pinocchio.

"Dawn Green is a 'mysterious person' who came from a declining noble family. His family can be traced back to the end of the 'Holy Empire Era' - according to records, the earliest patriarch of the 'Green Family' was a hunter recruited by the Holy See. He hunted monsters Accumulate meritorious service and become a noble.

About two or three seconds later, Amuir, who didn't wait to ask, couldn't help but curled his lips.

During the 'Seven Years' War', this sect showed extraordinary strength in several large-scale battles.

After subconsciously opening his mouth one time, causing the topic to go thousands of miles away, and being entangled and argued with Amuir all night long, the new 'blood' learned the importance of keeping silent.

But with the collapse of the Holy Empire, everything has long been wiped out.

but……"

He wants to give 'life'!
Many masters have studied this subject, but only Geppetto chose to extract the lives of ordinary people to make his puppets come alive.

Freeman resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

Amuir, who was not interrupted, continued to speak after a moment of 'thinking' -

Amuir said, frowning

The annihilation of the Silver Age did not make Dawn Green's Mechanical Gunpowder Cult truly disappear.

Many people are curious about this power

This kind of person is so annoying!
Freeman resisted the urge to blast Amuir and continued to wait.

This is what he hates most about this woman. When talking about some important topics, not only does she often go off topic, but she also makes her unappetizing from time to time.

About two hundred people died.

However, after Dawn Green unearthed Master Geppetto's laboratory from somewhere, the name of this family was remembered again——

Amuir couldn't help but wipe his saliva as he spoke.

Then, the voice became weak——

Freeman on the side has long since learned to turn a blind eye.

"There is a 'weird' power in that power!

Correct!
It's the 'weird' power you imagined... So, Maltz is dead!

That Lord Kratos will probably be sad. Do you think if I go to comfort that Lord now, will it gain favor? "

Amuir said and looked at Freeman.

The new 'blood descendant' couldn't bear it anymore, this was related to his father's partner.

Immediately, the 'blood descendant' snorted coldly and said.

“The others may be dead!
But the subordinate that Lord Kratos found?
Absolutely not! "

Freeman said loudly.

"Oh, a newbie!

You never know the dangers of the 'mysterious side'!

According to the experimental records of those people, Maltz would die in ten seconds at most! "

Amuir looked at Freeman with a familiar attitude.

That posture was extremely arrogant and full of an alternative look that could see through everything.

But as time passed by, Amuir's eyes began to widen.

The old Sheriff is not dead!

Not only is there no death, but there is more vitality.

In the perception of this Tallinn-born woman, the old police chief's vitality became strong at this moment.

"impossible?
How is this possible?
This is not mysterious! "Amuir held his head in his hands and rubbed his hair.

"Because - he is the person selected by my father's collaborator, Mr. Kratos."

Freeman said calmly and ignored his 'supervisor'.

This new 'blood' has his eyes firmly fixed on the battlefield he is most interested in -

When the old police chief fired the first shot and killed a mysterious person, more enemies came out of their hiding places and stared at the figure in front of the Jieyou Grocery Store with cold eyes.

Bob shook his neck.

Gahba, gahba.

After two crisp sounds, the former captain of the death squad waved to the group of people.

Without any hesitation, these people raised their firecrackers and crossbows.

Bang bang bang!
Whoosh whoosh!
Projectiles and arrows were dense like rain.

Facing the hail of bullets, Bob showed no fear. He opened his arms and stood straight on the spot.

Projectiles and arrows hit his body, leaving only shallow marks before being bounced away.

Ding, ding ding!
Amidst the crisp sound of projectiles and arrows falling to the ground, Bob laughed loudly——

"Hahaha!

That's right, that's it!
That's it! "

The long-lost familiarity made the former captain of the death squad feel extremely happy. He looked at the enemy in front of him as if he had returned to the battlefield again.

next moment--

hum!
There was a strange roar in his body, as if it was equipped with a motor. Bob rushed in front of these people at a speed far beyond what others imagined, and raised his hand to wave.

Whoosh whoosh!
A dart is shot out in a fan shape.

Seven or eight people were hit by darts and fell to the ground.

But more people jumped over the corpse with swords, surrounded Bob, and slashed Bob hard with the swords in their hands.

Most swords are useless.

But one of the 'sharp weapon' level swords cut through Bob's skin and some muscles.

Bob didn't feel angry at all, but his eyes lit up.

The former captain of the death squad grabbed this 'sharp weapon' level sword in one fell swoop.

"Bring it to you!"

With a low shout from his mouth, the long sword in his right hand had already killed the opponent.

The 'sharp weapon' level sword he just grabbed in his left hand clenched, drawing a perfect arc around his body.

Clang clang!
In an instant, the swords in those people's hands were cut off.

Before these people could react, Bob's whole body began to spin.

Dual-wielding two swords did not make the former captain of the Suicide Squad any sluggish in his attacks. On the contrary, this 'sharp weapon' level sword made the former captain of the Suicide Squad even more powerful.

The rapidly spinning Bob is like a top, sweeping around.

It's more like a big millstone, constantly submerging flesh and blood.

"Hehehehehahaha!"

Seeing Bob wreaking havoc on the battlefield, Freeman smelled the smell of blood, his mouth split involuntarily, and he burst into hysterical laughter.

The newly born 'blood descendant' leaned back, covering his face with one hand and shaking wildly with the other.

He couldn't help it.

He wants to join in the fun.

After all, that's what he came for.

But the next moment, the young 'blood's expression changed and he jumped to the side.

Amuir disappeared a moment earlier.

boom!
As if from the sound of an explosion, the nearby ground trembled slightly, and a tall figure in the smoke and dust said loudly in a sarcastic tone -

"Are these the men of 'Psychic' Arthur Kratos?

What a disappointment! "

The unabashed ridicule immediately attracted the attention of everyone inside and outside the battlefield.

At the same time, a crow standing at the highest point of Mouse Street in the night also silently cast its gaze over.

(End of this chapter)