The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War,  and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise.
Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said—
"Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"

The Baron Tami's cry of surprise was so piercing!


The Marquess of Ainhars instinctively executed a Twin Sword Slash.


The blades stopped one inch away from Baron Tami's head.


The receding sword wind rustled the Baron's hair and clothes.


In that whistling sound, the 'Blood Drinker' laughed with unrestrained glee, it knew it had won again this time.


Without the slightest pause, the 'Blood Drinker' forced Baron Tami's arms to thrust forward powerfully.


Kama and Baron Harlan's bodies were impaled on the Marquis's Twin Swords.


The two Barons' eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief.


Clearly, these two had contemplated their own deaths.


Only, they never imagined that they would die at the hands of the Marquess of Ainhars.


Chapter 777 - Chapter 774 Master's Words II