(Note 7: Ritual 'Orange Cat''Great Orange''Seventeen Order', under your talent harmony, there is no conflict with your bloodline, but rather complent each other)
(Note 8: The power of your water control cannot exceed Ascend Step, when standing 'above the Inner Sea', water control power is Ascend Step V)
...
Not the [Breath of Death].
But the bloodline becos complete.
Arthur is well aware that the forr requires the cooperation of 'Death' if it wants to be promoted—and the cooperation of the other party is inevitably involuntary.
But,
That doesn't matter.
The current harvest is enough to make Arthur feel delighted—
Crunch, crunch.
Arthur swings his neck from side to side.
Imdiately, a crisp sound resonates.
Not only at the neck but every bone joint and muscle fascia throughout the body emits a pleasing voice at this mont.
This is a transformation.
Also what Arthur had long been expecting.
Strength and thick armor have always been favored by Arthur.
Arthur is very clear on what a strong body can bring.
And what an impregnable defense represents.
Undefeated!
Truly standing in a place of invincibility.
Of course, he's still one sumptuous midnight snack away from that level.
The stars converged.
The steps disappeared.
The young Spirit dium picked up a nugget of pure gold as large as a basketball and directly stuffed it into his mouth.
In an instant, the gold nugget lted.
The taste was like sugar-added hot cocoa, with a texture resembling marshmallow.
Of course, the data is even more delightful.
The bloodline promotion, originally (0/3000), increased by 30 points, becoming (30/3000).
This made the corner of Arthur's mouth lift.
The environnt he's in right now lacks everything.
Except for gold.
And this is why he ca here.
He suppressed the desire to grow larger, maintaining his current body, and started eating the pure gold nugget piece by piece.
anwhile, as Arthur was having his midnight snack, Baro Hamlet was in his study with a sullen face.
Before the honorable, a shimring communication crystal, uncontrollably anxious words were erupting from Baro's mouth—
"Why?
Why can't I control my emotions?
I can't even think straight now!
Anger makes want to tear everything I see to shreds!"
Baro said this while slamming the table.
Bam!
The table shattered instantly.
Seeing the fragnted table, a thrill arose in Baro's heart, and driven by this thrill, he began to smash things frantically.
Of course, the remaining rationality prevented Baro from smashing the communication crystal.
Huff! Huff!
In less than three minutes, there wasn't a single intact item in the study anymore.
Baro was panting heavily.
Not from exhaustion.
But because more reason returned after a brief outburst, allowing him to barely control his emotions—this struggle left Baro ntally exhausted.
Yet the voice from the communication crystal was calm and detached.
"It's a normal phenonon.
At the beginning of the transaction, I told you the 'Helk Subordinate Gold Potion' isn't perfect, it has defects, which is why that Crown manufactured the 'Golden Potion.'
And you, my friend.
You've perford many rituals to mitigate most of this potion's downsides.
The rest?
You need to adapt.
Baro, you are now an 'Ascend Steper.'
You need to change your past behavior pattern.
You no longer need to remain in the shadows, you need to step into the light."
The other paused here.
Then, a hint of amusent appeared in the other's voice.
"Besides, haven't you found a solution?
Just so furniture won't stabilize your emotions; what you truly need is a real fight, a battle with your enemies.
After the battle, once you erge victorious, you'll find you have returned to your original self."
Baro's breathing beca rapid again.
He needs to return to his original self.
He's fed up with this rage.
"Understood."
Baro said this.
Baro did not question the other's words.
With the contract in place, the other couldn't possibly deceive him.
Of course, the necessary inquiry was posed.
"Are you confident?"
When asking this, even in his inner rage, Baro carried a hint of trepidation.
After all, that's his lifelong obsession.
"Yes!
If it's one-to-one, facing your brother, the chances are only thirty percent, but if that Mother Tigress fights your brother and I seize the opportunity from the sidelines, the odds are ninety percent."
The words inside the communication crystal were full of confidence.
This made Baro breathe a sigh of relief.
Why did he dare to make such a big move in Inner Bay?
Aside from having enough accumulated power, it was also because of the cooperation with the other side.
A [Helk Subordinate Gold Potion] allowed him to ignore various shortcomings and step onto the 'God Ascension Steps'.
A promise assured that his brother would never be able to return to Inner Bay.
"Alright.
I look forward to your good news.
Now?
I need to make so adjustnts.
After daybreak, I will have a talk with my nephew."
Baro said and took the initiative to end the call.
Currently, Baro's mind was filled with Pistri Hamlet from the 'St. Joan of Arc Girls' College'.
This guy was just as capable of enduring as he was.
If he hadn't launched this coup, it might have been Pistri Hamlet who launched it in the future, and with even more cruel thods.
Dieudonne's head was the best explanation.
Even though he was swayed by anger, Baro rembered that he definitely hadn't made a move against Dieudonne Hamlet.
After all, the other party was his brother's second son, soone he had to keep.
This would be his backup plan, just like with Pistri.
According to Baro's thoughts, Pistri had to be held in his hand, but when this idea appeared, another thought followed.
'Why do I have to let Pistri live?
Am I still afraid of my brother?
I fear him, which is why I let his son beco my bargaining chip!
No!
I am not afraid of him!
I am not afraid!
Death!
Pistri must die!'
Baro's heart was filled with furious roars.
Without a doubt, the emotion of fear brought the dissatisfaction from the past, allowing the manipulated anger to completely gain the upper hand.
Rationality was quickly disappearing.
However, at the mont he was about to rush out of the dilapidated study, Baro forcefully stopped his steps.
"I can't do this!
I need to wait!
The Mother Tigress has already challenged that bastard.
Two days!
Just two more days!
All I need is to wait!"
The words from his heart were uncontrollably spoken out loud, starting Baro's self-talk.
He wandered around his own study, reduced to ruins, like a madman.
Durt, who was standing in the corner, began to move further away.
Throughout the process, Durt, who had recently been promoted as Baro's chief Scout, held his breath, striving not to make even a tiny bit of noise, like a drifting shadow.
Baro's soliloquy continued——
"I should go now!
No!
It's not safe yet!
Right!
Playing it safe is the best option, safety will give victory!
Damn!
Am I still afraid of that bastard?
No!"
Sounding like a self-interrogation and answer,
Baro's expression began to twist.
Durt could be sure, Baro was crazy.
A madman is not scary.
What is scary is a powerful madman.
"Heh heh!"
Suddenly, Baro let out a strange laugh.
Durt imdiately stopped his footsteps, blending himself with the shadows.
Durt was lucky.
Baro did not discover him.
But those discovered would be unfortunate.
A Scout who had co to report was dragged in by Baro, who then twisted his limbs, listening to the wailing screams with hearty laughter.
"Yes!
Just like that!
Excellent!"
With that, Baro pounced on and began tearing at the Scout.
Three or four seconds later, the Scout was reduced to a bloody ss.
And Baro beca increasingly excited.
The kind of twisted excitent made Baro begin to convulse.
Durt, observing Baro in that mont, felt his scalp tingle and a chill run down his whole body.
Without hesitation, Durt fled from Baro's mansion, running towards a secret place—prior to this, to leave himself a retreat, he had already made preliminary friendly negotiations with Mr. Hayes.
This ti, it would be even more pleasant.
Because he had an even bigger bargaining chip——
He knew who the person speaking inside the communication crystal was.
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