They all call me master.

Chapter 922 Pride and Prejudice

Chapter 922 Pride and Prejudice III

Malinda waited for Arthur's reaction.

Of course, her display this time was not all.

But that didn't stop her from wanting to receive compliments.

When Arthur saw Malinda's smile, he knew what to do.

He responded with a smile, then praised——

"Great!"

This is sincere praise, not perfunctory.

In fact, when Malinda invited him to ride in the carriage, Arthur guessed that he might see a spectacular scene before his eyes - but seeing it with his own eyes was far more shocking than he had imagined.

Arthur looked through the mist at the undead wearing the armor of the Holy Age. He couldn't help but admire the giant undead that was twelve meters tall and could suppress an "enterer" with just its strength.

"It must have taken you a lot of work to collect them."

"not at all.

They are my inheritance.

My mother and father left me enough property - their own, as well as that of the families and forces behind them, especially my mother's family.

You would never imagine that an inconspicuous ring on the finger of a guy who is about to die is the medium that ordinary witches long for.

And them?
It’s just for decoration.”

When it comes to her mother's family, Melinda is quite disdainful.

Arthur, who knew about this, immediately raised his hand and grabbed Melinda's hand.

“You know, you’re not alone now.

I'm not asking you to be cautious.

But, if you want to do something, I can help you.

after all……

Now I am able to protect myself."

Arthur said with a smile.

Melinda was very touched at first.

She just hoped that Arthur could support her in this way.

But when the lady heard what Arthur called the "power of self-preservation", she couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

You are about to 'climb the stairs', so you can be considered to have the power to protect yourself?
What about the others?
Ants?
Also, is time too tight? If so, are you prepared to become a god before you go out?
Melinda didn't say it out loud, but she secretly complained about it.

But Arthur guessed it by looking at Melinda's expression.

"certainly.

I would certainly do that if I could.

To know--

This world is very dangerous!"

As he spoke, Arthur pointed to the foggy streets below, and his voice became vague involuntarily.

"Because you never know how many people are thinking about you."

who is it?

Who is targeting me?

The light in the eyes of all the Constructors reached its peak, and at this moment, their specially modified brains began to calculate together.

However, there was no result.

Even a hundred modified brains couldn't calculate who it was.

But he knew very well that this couldn't go on any longer.

He needs to gain an advantage.

His clone was entangled by a large number of undead.

So do we need to use the main body?

As soon as this thought came to mind, the Constructor quickly threw it out of his mind.

Now he is just bearing the consequences of a crushing defeat.

If the original body is used, it will be a matter of life and death.

Even if this crushing defeat will cause his strength to regress to the Arcana level, it is better than death.

Besides, it’s not impossible to recover the strength.

It just takes a little longer.

But what does time mean to him?

After his body was modified, time became the least valuable thing.

Thinking of this, the Constructor completely relaxed.

However, the Constructor still felt sorry for the treasure that was about to be in his hands, so he gnashed his teeth in hatred when he saw Smith using the entanglement of the undead to smash his clones one by one. At this moment, Mr. Smith was very happy.

The last moment, he was about to fight for his life.

At this moment, he started to mow down the unrivaled.

Is there anything happier than this?
Any time with Rachel, of course.

'Is the support so fast?
This is a bit inconsistent with the style of "Death".

He is not so kind.

Do I have a more important role?'

Mr. Smith speculated in his heart and became more and more confident that he could take his wife away from Neiwan.

Mr. Smith is afraid that he is disposable.

And now?
Mr. Smith finally put his mind at ease.

He began to swing his fists more fiercely.

With every punch, a Constructor entangled by the undead was smashed to pieces - compared to before, Mr. Smith was just shooting at a target at this moment.

Still a stationary target that does not move and offers only a little resistance.

This reminded Mr. Smith of the game he played with gophers in the forest hundreds of years ago.

Unfortunately, there is no hammer.

Mr. Smith regretted.

The Constructor's hatred grew stronger.

If the Constructor had not been blind at this moment, that gaze, which was as real as a physical object, would have surely killed Mr. Smith.

'Just wait for me!

I will definitely be back!
I will cut you into a hundred pieces!'

The Constructor roared madly in his heart.

Then--

"found it."

A calm voice suddenly rang in my ears.

The Constructor was stunned.

From what he could sense, he didn't notice anyone approaching.

If the other party hadn't spoken, he wouldn't have noticed it until now.

What surprised the "constructor" even more was that there were not just one such person, but two.

A teasing voice followed closely behind.

"How can a person turn into a piece of wood?"

chop!
As soon as he finished speaking, an axe hit the door frame of the house.

As the pain hit, the Constructor could no longer maintain his current transformation and quickly turned back into a humanoid form that looked like a stick insect.

At the same time, he regained his sight and could see clearly who was coming.

A middle-aged man with an ordinary face and a middle-aged fat man with an even more ordinary face.

"you?!"

The Constructor was in a state of confusion.

But Aker and Eivor will not give the other side such an opportunity.

The two of them passed through each other's bodies like phantoms and appeared behind each other.

next moment--

The already shriveled Constructor became even shriveled.

When a spider silk escaped into the shadow, the surrounding shadows rolled away, like a giant mouth, swallowing the Constructor directly.

After doing all this, Acker and Eivor bowed to the carriage in the night sky and retreated into the darkness.

They also have a mission.

Arthur in the carriage smiled and nodded at Melinda, then opened the door and jumped out.