They all call me Great Master-Chapter 970 - 944 I’m Ready for Everything!_2
"Life and death?
Space?
Time?
All correct, yet all incorrect — when I guessed that you hadn't died, I began searching for the clues left behind, and that poison was the means I found.
The only gain.
So, I refined a portion of it.
Used life and death to [reverse] its only 'life', cultivated it in my unique space, then marked it with manipulated time.
Let it grow.
The moment you appeared, you felt its initial form, now...
It's time for you to experience its final form."
The Old Lion spoke with a sly smile.
As those words fell, the body of the Old Lion transformed greatly, turning from human appearance into a constructed body, made unmistakably of wood and iron nails.
Crack!
Its chest opened.
In the very middle of the chest cavity, a syringe suddenly pierced out, stabbing into the Blood Marquis's body.
The Countess of South Los frowned. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
This Countess noticed something amiss.
The Duke of Northern County, with his hand raised high, also didn't lower it, as he too noticed a problem.
'That kind of change...
The Old Lion isn't human?
No!
It's not the Old Lion!'
The Duke of Northern County suddenly realized something, squinted his eyes, which became increasingly cold.
He thought of the woman referred to as the 'rebel'.
The woman who nearly annihilated the entire North County.
Without any hesitation —
Eternal Darkness!
The Duke of Northern County swung his blade again.
Just like before, the pitch-black coldness filled the world, even the ever-flowing 'Blood River' seemed about to freeze at this time.
The darkness swept across the Old Lion, akin to a puppet.
That puppet body was instantly obliterated.
However, that syringe was still stuck in the back of the Blood Marquis.
The poison inside it was completely injected.
Then —
Boom!
The Duke of Northern County was directly knocked flying.
It was the Old Lion.
The Old Lion, in human form, hovered in the air, looking at the Duke of Northern County who was sent flying and fell unconscious, his brows slightly raised, for the first time without a smile.
"That was my final legacy as a 'Human Puppet'.
Originally, I wanted to preserve it intact."
The Old Lion said.
"Cough, cough.
'Human Puppet' should all die!
And you, this deceitful creature, should die even more... ugh!"
The Duke of Northern County coughed blood while roaring in anger, but before he finished his words, a suffocating feeling came from his neck — it was Earl of South Los pulling him aside with a rope.
And in the next moment, ripples began to spread at the spot where the Duke of Northern County stood.
Fine scarlet spikes appeared there.
If the Duke of Northern County was still there, he would have been pierced at this moment.
However, none of this matters.
What matters is that it's the Blood Marquis's 'Fresh Blood' ability.
The Duke of Northern County instinctively looked at the Blood Marquis.
The Blood Marquis, after being injected, stood there dumbly, like a puppet, a deeply familiar feeling arose.
"Human Puppet?!"
"Yes, Human Puppet.
Though it's not as great as mother's 'Human Puppet Skill', using my 'shed' body as a seed, and supplementing it with poisons, creating a Human Puppet entirely belonging to me, it is indeed feasible."
The Old Lion nodded.
The Duke of Northern County's frown tightened further.
Not only the bizarre behavior of the Old Lion but also his words.
At this point, the Duke of Northern County couldn't tell which was true and which was false in the Old Lion's words.
"All this was your scheme?"
The Duke of Northern County asked.
"Of course!
Not just you and Baro.
Also South Los.
All your actions were within my expectations."
The Old Lion looked like he had victory in his grasp.
The Duke of Northern County remained silent.
But Earl of South Los sneered.
"Everything was in your scheme?
Even him?"
The Countess pointed at the Blood Marquis.
"Of course.
Otherwise, why would I prepare so much?"
The Old Lion appeared frank.
"Because—
Fear!
You fear the Blood Marquis, that's why you prepared so much in advance, and then...
How do you think he appeared?"
The Countess stared intently at the Old Lion.
The Old Lion remained calm.
"Naturally because of you.
I know your behavior and habits.
I can even predict your next move.
Especially when I know the Blood Marquis is still here, everything was already predestined."
The Old Lion spoke, his face showing a smile once more.
"How about it?
Are you willing to become the mother of my heir?
Although I was a Human Puppet before, now I am truly human...
No, I should say god."
A hint of pride appeared in the Old Lion's pale golden eyes.
He succeeded!
Though there were twists and turns, his thirty years of plotting was already complete.
The success before him was naturally justified.
He was now going to enjoy the fruits of victory.
Boom!
Faced with such an Old Lion, the Earl of South Los responded with a thunderbolt, dragging the Duke of Northern County and flying towards the distance.
But the speed was not fast.
Although the Duke of Northern County absorbed the residual power of 'Eternal Darkness' back, having hit twice with extreme punches, and then struck out the Blood Marquis's lightning strike.
With the ongoing battle with the Blood Marquis, this Countess had reached her limit.
Flying that used to be effortless for her was now operating at overload, not to mention she was carrying the Duke of Northern County.
Even worse...
'Fresh blood'!
Without the control of the Blood Marquis, the 'fresh blood' from the 'Blood River' was falling like raindrops.
Covered by the 'Sun Arrow', South Los encountered an unprecedented blood rain.
Each drop fell, creating ripples in the invisible force field.
And when these ripples overlap, the defense field of the 'Sun Arrow' became unstable.
The Earl of South Los was full of worry.
She was worried about South Los; at this moment, she was about to be powerless, but she did not give up.
She knew the Old Lion was bluffing her.
The plot he talked about was just a series of coincidences in the opponent's cognition that could be exploited.
But in reality?
All these coincidences were the layout of others.
It was Arthur Kredos.
The Old Lion stepped into the Spirit Medium's plot.
No!
Not just the Old Lion, but also the Blood Marquis, and she and the Duke of Northern County were all pawns in this layout.
Now?
They are already 'each (liang) in (bai) their (ju) place (shang)'.
So naturally, the plotter is coming to claim what they deserve.
Regarding this, the Countess of South Los was very clear.
Regarding Arthur, she did not resent him, only felt dissatisfaction.
After all, facing a plan laid out over decades, it was only right for her, who had no awareness of it, to lose, wasn't it?
Moreover, she had not lost.
She still stood on the side of the victor.
Perhaps she might even have spoils of war.
Given this, what is there to hate?
As for dissatisfaction?
That's just instinct.
It's her pride; she knows the difference.
Besides, compared to this instinctual pride, the Countess of South Los now wanted to see the Old Lion... no, this counterfeit die!
Feeling the Old Lion's malicious gaze, the Countess showed a cold smile in her eyes.
That earlier lightning strike naturally did not cause any trouble for the Old Lion.
Feeling the slight paralysis in his hand's palm, the Old Lion chuckled.
"Indeed, you still need some communication."
For a female who could give birth to a qualified heir, the Old Lion had unimaginable tolerance.
He only planned to cut off the Countess of South Los's limbs.
After all, giving birth to the heir was enough.
Limbs?
Too redundant.
Thinking of this, the Old Lion acted.
A hint of gold appeared at his fingertips.
He prepared to cut.
Then, the wind swirled in his mind—
Woo!
The dull wind sound made the Old Lion immediately turn and punch.
Bang!
The attacking item shattered directly, but the unique aroma and juice made the Old Lion pause.
Coconut?!
