Feliman stared at Amuel, a tall, muscular figure that swelled with his breath.

The red in the eyes of the new 'Bloodline' was boiling.

What followed was a barrage of swear mixed with slang from many places.

Some had not even been heard of by Amuel himself.

But, as Amuel could guess, was nothing more than a dot on the other's mother, going up three generations, and expanding the radius to the main reproductive organs of the sisters.

It's easy to understand.

But the lady from Tallinn did not fight back.

At least, not on the surface.

The lady handed the 'Communication Stone' to Freeman.

The newborn 'Bloodline' immediately stopped frowning and carefully examined the information.

Immediately, the freshman 'Bloodline' had ecstasy on his face.

He saw his 'father' deal with the 'medium'.

Judging from the tone and demeanor of both parties, they are completely equal.

What is equal to the 'Advanced'?

Naturally, he is also a 'Beginner'!

Sure enough!

My father was an Enter! ’

Thinking in his heart, this new 'bloodline' directly began to rethink - the 'actuarial' just now was obviously insufficient, and he had to re-'actuarial'.

Otherwise, it is not inconsistent with the identity of 'father'.

With this in mind, Feliman hurried back to his desk.

Amuel also sat back in his place.

It's just that, compared to Ferryman, who worked hard again, Amuel did not fish as before, but thought seriously.

She, she wasn't joking.

It's just that......

It's a bit difficult!

The extermination of the 'Blood Clan' was obviously a cat.

Coupled with the fact that the 'Blood Clan' also hides such an 'Advanced' level member, it is obvious that the catty in this is obviously too big for her to participate.

You can't even listen to it.

But such a thigh, if you don't hug it.

She was a little unwilling.

Immediately, the lady from Tallinn began to struggle.

Then, something suddenly occurred to her.

Suddenly, the eyes of this lady from Tallinn lit up.

……

The dark path, the soul is like a shadow.

A carriage guarded by many ghosts, covered in gray mist, flew low at great speed.

Marinda in the car was smoking a pipe and spitting heavily.

The smoke spread, partly replenished with the gray mist, and partly blended into the many ghosts, even if it was only borrowed from the body of the fog, Arthur could clearly feel the slightest trace of the 'death breath' contained in the smoke.

'What kind of secret art is this?'

Smoke to fuel the 'breath of death'!

It's a bit similar to the 'Usurpation of the Smoke Mirror' that was given to me as a trade, but it's different, is it a change that has been added later? ’

Arthur, who had carefully read the secret technique 'The Usurpation of the Smoke Mirror', silently guessed in his heart.

Malinda ignored Arthur's observations.

If the mysteries could be seen with just the eyes, there would be no so-called 'nobles'.

The lady changed her posture and said softly—

"I didn't expect that guy from the 'Cloak Club' to react so quickly!

I would choose to directly disclose the information I had before! ”

The woman's tone was full of pity.

It was clear that the lady had an idea when she found out about the mistake of the 'Cloak Society'.

But before she could act, new news about the 'Medium' and the 'Last Descendant of Blood' spread, spreading throughout Nanlos at a speed far faster than the news that 'Arthur is an Enter'.

This reaction was something Malinda didn't expect.

Compared to Malinda's pity, Arthur is paying attention to other things.

"I'm wondering right now how the news of me being an 'Entry' got out!"

The Cloak Society's reaction informed Arthur that the other party was not a grass platform team, a rabble, as he had thought.

It's a sizeable organization.

"There are always some surprises – so we need to be prepared!"

For the 'Cloak Society', Malinda doesn't want to talk too much.

It's not that I'm not interested.

Rather, it is common below, but it is not found above.

That's the kind of situation that Malinda wouldn't say.

Once he did, he had to be laughed at by Arthur, the bastard.

Therefore, the woman changed the subject and slapped the pocket beside her hard.

Arthur knew that the other party was changing the subject, but looking at the half-human-tall pocket, he still fell into deep thought.

The smoke carried the carriage to Arthur's camp at a speed far greater than expected.

Looking at the young 'psychic' who was sitting on the crossbar and shrugging at herself, the lady of the long night, who stepped out of the carriage with her pocket, began to put her hand into her pocket, and then grabbed the contents and slammed them-

Grains of coarse salt immediately fell around.

But before the coarse salt hits the ground, it turns completely black.

When it hit the ground, it was even more charred and black, and it was impossible to distinguish that it was salt.

"Tsk, your appearance, placed in the 'witch hunt' period, is definitely ironclad proof that 'wizards are extremely evil'."

Looking at this scene, Ms. Long Night's mouth rang.

The young 'medium' pouted.

"So, you're exorcizing evil spirits?"

"Nope!

To your level, the blessed coarse salt alone will not be able to ward off evil spirits - some 'hunter families' that have been passed down from generation to generation have probably had a way to exorcise them.

Do you know the legendary 'First Edge'?

I think it's going to love you demons!

And me?

It's just a matter of keeping these 'breaths of death' out of my body!

Most importantly, I don't want my luck to go bad! ”

Lady Long Night said as she sprinkled salt vigorously.

The pocket, which was half a man high, quickly dried up.

And the whole camp was covered with a layer of coarse salt.

Especially Simon, after being covered with coarse salt again, his breathing, which was getting weaker and weaker, began to slowly return to normal.

As soon as the Long Night Lady raised her hand, the other party flew to the other side, and her originally gray face began to appear bloody.

"Look, what a terrible demon!"

The Long Night Lady sighed.

The young 'psychic' gave Ms. Changye a middle finger.

Then, the rest of the blessed coarse salt is poured over the face.

Laugh at!

Unlike coarse salt, which falls on the ground and turns into scorched earth.

The coarse salt that had fallen on Arthur's body began to burn - before it touched Arthur's body, about a finger away, the blessed coarse salt burned out of thin air.

Not a bright flame.

It's the faint fire of death.

With a unique sound, the flames of death rolled upside down like the waters of the River Styx and rushed towards the Lady of the Long Night.

Seeing this scene, the pupils of Ms. Long Night's eyes shrank.

The situation was much more serious than she had anticipated.

However, the lady of the long night did not panic.

As soon as he raised his hand, two one-person-high sacks appeared at his side.

It's full of blessed coarse salt.

This amount is astonishing.

As long as you see it, you wonder if this lady of the long night has ransacked three 'hunter' families that have been over thirty years old.

That's what the young 'medium' thinks.

"Oh, I got it from a trade - the 'Hunter' family also needs to live, especially after getting married and having children.

The 'hunters' who are married and have children are the best traders.

As long as it does not violate their principles, they can always give up everything for the sake of their wives and children.

And when the children are multiple, even better! ”

As she spoke, the two sacks contained hundreds of kilograms of blessed coarse salt, and they were all poured on Arthur's body.

Immediately, Arthur seemed to be buried in the snow.

The flame of death was still there, but it was slightly suppressed.

With just a moment of suppression, the faint and unknown flame of death swelled violently.

Behind Arthur, a shadow began to emerge.

The black, tattered cloak, the sharp long-handled scythe, with a silent wail, aimed at the Lady of the Long Night, and raised the long-handled scythe alof

The next moment-

The long-handled scythe is slashed down!

(End of chapter)