Chapter 529: Kill You, Or Be Killed By You (1/2)
Every undead ghoul arcane master stopped fighting and moved back like a retreating tide.
On one side were the undead ghoul arcane masters with white eyes, on the other were those with red eyes. The factions were clear.
Three figures slowly appeared from the forest next to the lake.
One looked like an old fisherman. His waist was bent and he wore a black rain cape. Though the black robe on his body was tattered, a dangerous aura reverberated around him.
One was an arcane master with a bow on his back. He was tall and rode a monster.
The monster looked like a toad. However, it was over three meters long and shrouded in black flames.
The black flames even covered the appearance of the arcane master riding on its back.
Those two arcane masters gave off a powerful and creepy feeling. However, compared to the last arcane master walking out along with them, the first two felt like his servants.
That man was not especially tall. However, each step he took would splash out white crystals and blood fumes. It seemed like a godly aura.
It was not the effect of an arcane skill, but the result of the arcane energy fluctuations from his body.
It’s really you...... It’s finally time to settle this......
Seeing the arcane master with the unimaginably powerful aura, Belo revealed a cruel smile.
“So strong! That’s the guy who killed these arcane masters and turned them into those monsters? Belo, do you know him?” Chris had noticed the change in Belo’s expression.
“You have activated the ancestor blood’s deepest potential and completed Hell's baptism?”
At that moment, the arcane master releasing white crystals and blood fumes spoke, “As expected of my son, I really do feel proud of you.”
“What!?”
Moss, Chris and the others were shocked. They looked at Belo.
“But I feel ashamed for having a father like you, Besche.” Belo’s eyes were filled with impulsiveness and mockery, “Only by killing you personally will I be able to wash away this shame.”
“What’s going on...... that guy is Belo’s father? Belo......” Moss looked at Belo absentmindedly. He could not imagine what had happened between Belo and his father.
“Why do you feel ashamed?” Besche calmly asked.
The two servant arcane masters stopped. He continued walking until he reached in front of the white-eyed, creepy arcane masters. He stopped when Chris and the others could see his face clearly.
He was a middle-aged arcane master who resembled Belo.
He carried an indescribable confident, cold-blooded and powerful expression.
His body was covered in frost. Even his pale face had a thin layer of ice. Each strand of his hair was glittering with ice crystals.
However, what was different from those creepy arcane masters was his body was showing great tenacity. The heat generated from his body sprayed out from under his feet.
He was not a normal arcane master. No, he was on the level of those legendary arcane masters.
Belo’s chilling smile became deeper. He seemed unwilling to waste any effort to speak to Besche. Meanwhile, Besche seemed to be looking at Belo with expectant eyes and spoke, “Fearing the power of something is only the mindset of the weak. My son, do you think it’s a shame to pursue power and become a stronger existence?”
“Was it me who wanted to kill them?”
Belo remained silent, while Besche looked at Belo and continued, “I just wanted to use the power of the Ice Lich Bone Case. It’s they who desperately tried to stop me and wanted to kill me.”
Chris and Moss stood to the side and quietly listened. They watched Belo and Besche and vaguely guessed what might have happened.
“Just because of fearing the power of an item, they wanted to forcefully stop and destroy the person who wanted to obtain that power. My son, don’t you think the mindset of the weak is hilarious? Do I have to obediently get killed by them for you not to feel ashamed?” Besche showed a sarcastic expression.