Before the enhancent of his bloodline and swordsmanship, Arthur, who possessed the "Mark of Thunder," could, in a sense, face 'Ascend Steppers'.
Moreover, with the trait of the "Mark of Thunder," as long as he wasn't instantly killed, Arthur could fight and, if not, escape.
However, the flickering of "Death Intuition" was signaling to Arthur that death was still a possibility.
That is to say, facing those tentacles, Arthur could very likely be killed instantaneously.
Therefore, the already cautious Arthur beca even more careful.
Even while monitoring, he was extrely cautious.
But this ti was different.
In the instant the abnormality occurred, Arthur's "Death Intuition" did not flicker.
Not just the "Death Intuition."
There was also...
"Spirituality"!
You must know, during the previous flickering of "Death Intuition," Arthur's "Spirituality" was almost boiling, making him feel uncomfortable.
But this ti, his "Spirituality" was as calm as the everyday state of still water.
This gave Arthur a bit of confidence.
He tried to maintain his focus.
From the corner of his eye to direct gaze, there were no abnormalities.
This made Arthur subconsciously check his bloodline and swordsmanship that had just been enhanced.
Arthur's gaze moved back and forth over the annotations of the bloodline and swordsmanship.
Eventually, the young 'Spirit dium's gaze locked onto this phrase—
"You now also possess a trace of 'Divine Might,' which can crush the 'Spiritual Manifestations' of other Entrants!"
Reading this phrase, Arthur thought not of himself crushing other 'Entrants' but of the ti before when he was crushed by such thods by the tentacles.
Clearly, this trace of 'Divine Might' was key!
"This fellow... um, are these two fellows the sa as Xitidar?"
Arthur subconsciously thought of Xitidar, who was revered as the 'God of the Inner Sea.'
"Miha, Yiluo?
Shadow War!
Witch!"
Arthur looked at "Mikhail's Touch (Incomplete)," his mind whirling rapidly.
Being very curious about the 'Shadow War,' Arthur naturally tried hard to collect related information, but during the 'Holy Empire' era, The Holy Court ordered the burning of the 'Empire' period books, effectively making the records incomplete, and even if there were any, they were fragnted.
Of course, there must be complete records within The Holy Court.
After all, the 'Holy Empire' had what was known as the 'Centennial War' in its early years.
And in so Mystic Side Person's writings, the 'Centennial War' is referred to as the continuation of the 'Shadow War,' albeit still with no records.
But it was precisely for this reason that so people beca even more certain.
Arthur had similar doubts.
But, Arthur would not indulge in speculation.
A Spirit dium also needs solid evidence.
However, as a Spirit dium, Arthur also knew how to seize opportunities.
Just like now—
Even if his bloodline was still marked as incomplete, and his swordsmanship had once again reached its limit.
But what of it?
He now had the qualifications to confront those tentacles directly!
This was enough!
You must know, when the enemy is strong and I am weak, even if there's continuous struggle and leveraging of montum, the gains are still limited.
Even so-called victories can only be described as self-consolation.
But if the enemy is weak and I am strong...
No!
There's no need for the enemy to be weak and I to be strong!
As long as both parties are evenly matched, Arthur was confident he could snatch even their underpants!
'Marquess of West Berlin, third damsel, fourth damsel...'
Arthur murmured his targets in his heart, perfecting his plan.
As for that tentacle?
Arthur took out the "Mikhail's Touch (Fragntary)" and placed it in his right hand.
Then, he took out the "Blood of Doting" and placed it in his left hand.
After that, Arthur brought his hands close together.
Without truly touching, the fragnted Bloodsucking Ancestor Worm within the "Blood of Doting" began to grow desperate, like a wild dog starved for three days faced with a bone approaching, continuously wagging its tail and making whine after whine.
Arthur carefully sensed this change and kept his hands moving closer.
But just as the palms of his hands were about to touch, Arthur pulled them apart again.
Instantly, the fragnted Bloodsucking Ancestor Worm grew anxious, as if the tail that should have been wagging had stopped, the whines turning into deep moans, and even its fangs were bared.
Then it began to bark crazily, just like a rabid dog.
At this, Arthur smiled.
He smiled very happily.
Walking dogs was his favorite pasti.
In the ti that followed, Arthur kept repeating the previous actions.
The fragnted Bloodsucking Ancestor Worm inside the "Blood of Doting" beca even more frantic.
Even roars began to sound by Arthur's ears.
However, Arthur was indifferent, still playing his ga of walking the dog.
A wild dog is always a wild dog.
To make better use of it, it must beco a dostic dog.
As for whether it could succeed?
Arthur was not worried.
Even wolves can beco dogs under the lure of an egg yolk pie.
Why couldn't the Bloodsucking Ancestor Worm?
If it couldn't, it would an that your egg yolk pie wasn't tempting enough.
And Arthur believed that the "Mikhail's Touch (Fragntary)" had enough allure for the fragnted Bloodsucking Ancestor Worm.
Otherwise...
It wouldn't have "actively" exposed itself.
After obtaining the "Blood of Doting," Arthur had a "brief" exchange with the fragnted Bloodsucking Ancestor Worm.
Arthur believed his first intuition, just as he believed what he had felt was the most real.
Therefore, Arthur didn't mind borrowing the power of the "Blood of Doting," but he also never let down his guard.
Even at this mont, Arthur was wondering whether the fragnted Bloodsucking Ancestor Worm was almost unable to hold on, and that's why it had "actively" exposed itself after seeing "Mikhail's Touch (Fragntary)."
Clearly, if that were the case, the other party would be risking everything.
And Arthur, he appreciated this courage.
Out of appreciation, Arthur didn't mind giving the other party a chance—
After dozens of tests, the fragnted Bloodsucking Ancestor Worm let out a roar.
Enough!
Arthur understood this roar.
Arthur imdiately smiled.
Without any hesitation, Arthur began to draft seventeen contracts.
Starting with the Blood Ancestor Worm's na, thods of serving, lifestyle, and loyalty that could not be betrayed, he covered everything he could think of.
Seemingly worried that it wasn't secure enough.
Arthur took out an eighteenth contract.
He clearly wrote on it: If additions are needed, they can be made at any ti, everything subject to the will of Arthur Kredos.
Were these eighteen contracts?
This was practically eighteen layers of hell!
The fragnted Bloodsucking Ancestor Worm didn't know the concept of the eighteen layers of hell, but sensing Arthur's smiling expression allowed it to feel as though it was stepping into the abyss.
But...
What it needed was within that abyss.
If it wanted to live, it had to go there.
How should it choose between life and death?
The fragnted Bloodsucking Ancestor Worm didn't hesitate for a mont.
The nearly instinct-driven, fragnted Bloodsucking Ancestor Worm swiftly signed its na, with not much spirituality left—
Abel.
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