They all call me master.

Chapter 781 Blood Secret VII

The sky was filled with blood mist, condensing and flickering like snowflakes, floating in the air.

Above the blood mist, the 'Descendant of Blood' stood on the back of the 'Blood Bat' and took out the orb of the 'Blood Clan': [Blood of Night].

All of a sudden, the blood mist in the sky began to be absorbed and transformed into the purest vitality and stored in the [Blood of Night].

The whole process went very smoothly. After the death of Viscount Windsor himself, the operator 'Blood Drinker' Heber had no time to distract himself. This blood was just blood. Apart from being more spiritual than ordinary human blood and greatly increasing the amount of vitality stored, it was unable to resist the absorption of [Blood of Night].

In less than ten seconds, the blood mist dissipated.

This brings 1000 points of vitality reserve to [Night Blood].

"Is one 'Climber' only equivalent to 1000 vitality?"

Arthur was a little surprised.

This number is much lower than Arthur imagined.

In Note 3 of [Night Blood], it is clearly written that 'the blood of an adult can be converted into 4-5 points of vitality'.

The vitality value of a 'Climber' at this moment, calculated based on the highest adult value of 5, is equivalent to 200 adults.

Even though there is some loss due to the blood mist created by the 'Blood Drinker' Heber, the value will not be too different.

This……

Too little!
Not to mention that it is easy for a "Climber" to kill 200 ordinary people. Just in Arthur's guess, this number should start at 5000, or even higher.

"Blood? Blood!"

Just blood!'

Arthur was startled for a moment, then he reacted.

In his previous scientific understanding, a person's composition is extremely complex, a combination of multiple elements and cells, but in the mysterious side, a person's composition is only two types, flesh and blood, and soul.

At this moment, the flesh and blood is far from reaching the expected power of the "Climber".

Naturally, there is only one left.

That is to say-

"Is the soul of the 'Climber' more important?"

Arthur thought to himself, sighing in his heart.

Although Viscount Windsor's death was caused by others, which made his [Soul Gift. Soul Binding] ineffective, it had not been more than an hour since Viscount Windsor's death, and his [Soul Extraction Technique] could still be used - if no one was paying attention around, Arthur would definitely not hesitate to use [Soul Extraction Technique].

After all, the soul of a 'Climber' is still very valuable.

But unfortunately, there is more than one person paying attention to this.

Don't talk about things he doesn't care about.

The mere presence of the old earl and the 'blood drinker' Heber made it impossible for Arthur to let go and perform.

As for the 'Devourer' Imola?

Facing a 'demigod', Arthur would never touch the other's soul before he actually 'ascended the stage'. After all, in the knowledge Arthur had learned and his understanding of the mysterious side, the 'soul of a god' and the 'soul of an ordinary person' were definitely different.

This is true even though the [Soul Gift. Soul Binding] that Arthur mastered and the [Soul Extraction] that the half-lich taught were both extremely extraordinary.

Since you already have an absolute advantage, you must not be careless.

This is Arthur's most simple understanding.

So, although Arthur felt pity, he didn't really care.

Therefore, the next moment, Arthur cooperated with a smile.

The young Nanlos psychic said directly:

"Great job, Auburn!"

"Just cooperation."

The Descendant of Blood replied.

Then, the 'Descendant of Blood' looked at the shadow of the 'Blood Drinker' with a very complicated look, then turned and left.

The whole process takes less than a second.

However, Arthur was sure that although the voices of the two people's conversation were not loud, people nearby would be able to hear it clearly.

And the people nearby must have been able to see clearly the 'Descendant of Blood' in mid-air just now.

Arthur needed the noble secret guards, guards, and followers of Einhas Territory as the best witnesses, so that more people could truly separate him from the 'Descendant of Blood'. 'This is the second time!

Another two or three times and it should be almost there!
No one will ever doubt the true relationship between me and the 'Descendant of Blood'! '

Thinking about the perfect performance at Port Pulte on the inland river, and the performance that was halfway through, Arthur looked at the shadow emerging from Marquis Einhas.

The Blood Drinker Heber, who had been smiling all the time, suddenly frowned.

"My blood mist?!"

The Blood Drinker whispered to himself, his scarlet eyes flickering.

Obviously, this 'blood drinker' sensed the dissipation of the blood mist.

But Arthur saw more!

The other party not only noticed the dissipation of the blood mist, but also noticed the arrival of Arthur, the 'Descendant of Blood' as the blood mist dissipated.

Undoubtedly, this kind of self-talk was performed for Arthur and the 'Descendant of Blood'!

The other party wants to paralyze both of them!

for……

Better escape!

That's right!

Just run away!

Arthur was certain that as soon as the 'Blood Drinker' Heber discovered his presence and the departure of the 'Descendant of Blood', the other party had given up on continuing to defeat Marquis Einhas's consciousness and achieve the purpose of controlling his body - with the other party's cunning, he would never put his own safety at the risk of others' hesitation.

Especially for someone like him whose relationship with Marquis Einhas is unclear.

And this is what Count Bernacon wants to see.

Only in this case, the old earl could force the Blood Drinker Heber to retreat with minimal consumption.

Arthur knew this very well.

That's why he asked for such a high price.

Otherwise, how could he obtain the private treasury of Marquis Einhas.

Do you really think that the treasure house of a marquis' family that has been passed down for hundreds of years is a vegetable market?
As for Karal's first-in-line heir?
This is just a by-product!
Both the old count and Marquis Einhas thought so.

But this is what Arthur really wants.

'Hide your true purpose within what others think is your purpose, and complete it smoothly to achieve a win-win situation - this is the true way of doing business as a psychic.

It's fair, isn't it?'

Arthur thought silently in his heart.

This was not what old Charlie said, but rather the "medium's words" that Arthur summarized based on his own experience.

It fits Arthur's heart very well.

It was enough to please Arthur.

So, the young psychic took out the [Spider Claw].

This all-black standard-issue half-hand sword looks even darker under the moonlight.

Arthur twisted off the counterweight and wiped the blade with the poison hidden inside.

The whole movement was neither slow nor slow, just like an executioner sharpening his knife before execution.

The 'Blood Drinker' Heber, who had just been muttering to himself in the shadow, disappeared in an instant.

next moment--

A flash of scarlet appeared in front of Marquis Einhas.

Arthur thrust his sword forward without any hesitation.

puff!
The blade cut through the scarlet color.

There was a sound like piercing flesh.

Then, the mocking voice of Blood Drinker Heber was heard.

"Don't you know that I am immortal?"

(End of this chapter)