They all call me Great Master-Chapter 480 - 477: Spoils of War!

When Fujin and Wuni were off duty for shift breaks, and Kuliqi and Kiri were separately sprawled in the courtyard and corridor of No. 2 Cork Street, Arthur headed straight for the bedroom on the third sub-level—just now, the "Death Serpent Banyan" had brought in the bodies of the 'Counterfeit' and 'Glast'.

Having grown accustomed to laying out bedding in the 'Spirit Medium Parlor.'

Arthur had simply turned his bedroom on the third sub-level into a laboratory.

Of course, it could also serve as a temporary hideout at certain times.

Like this moment—

Arthur cast "Soul Bind" on the unrecognizably disfigured body of the 'Counterfeit.'

Suddenly, a bluish glow flickered over the corpse.

The soul of the 'Counterfeit' appeared before Arthur.

The soul's form was that of a man in his thirties, with clean features and deep-set eyes, seemingly to facilitate disguise; the man had neither eyebrows, beard, nor hair.

Upon seeing Arthur, the confusion on the man's face vanished.

Leaving only...

Fear!

"You, you, I, I!"

The man could hardly articulate his words.

Clearly, he was utterly terrified by the sight before him.

Arthur, sitting opposite, remained calm.

"Isn't there a saying?

'Death is only the beginning!'"

Arthur said with a smile, lifting his right index finger.

At once, an almost invisible whip descended, lashing fiercely upon the soul of the Counterfeit.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, the soul before him wailed.

Then, Arthur adjusted the intensity of the 'Whip of Death' with Death Qi, turning it to its strongest form, and lashed down again.

Crack!

This time, the effect was more direct, the soul of the man before him dissipated instantly.

'The power of "Whip Thrash" is even stronger than I imagined.'

Arthur thought to himself, beginning to examine the body of the Counterfeit.

Unfortunately, there was nothing of any significance.

'Truly poor.'

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After giving an honest assessment, Arthur gestured with his hand, and the roots of the 'Death Serpent Banyan' standing by immediately dragged the body back to serve as fertilizer.

Afterward, Arthur turned his gaze to the body of 'Glast.'

As before, Arthur lifted his hand to "Soul Bind."

At the same time, he sensed the proportion of 'Spirituality' possessed.

Although convenient, "Soul Bind" would take up a certain amount of Arthur's 'Spirituality' each time, depending on the strength of the soul.

From 'Spirituality' 0.1 up to 3, and when exceeding 'Spirituality' 3, the 'Aura of Death' would automatically tailor the soul to fit the upper limit, but this would cause irreparable memory loss.

Arthur, of course, hoped for the integrity of 'Glast's soul.

But, regrettably, things did not go as desired.

Almost the instant Arthur performed "Soul Bind," he sensed about 3 of his 'Spirituality' being occupied.

For Arthur, who currently had 7.6 safe 'Spirituality,' this was almost a quarter of the occupant rate.

If not for the increase in Talent, Bloodline, Ritual, and swordsmanship, he probably wouldn't have been able to "Soul Bind" 'Glast' at all.

And even though he had completed "Soul Bind," 'Glast' at this moment exhibited a kind of foolish reaction.

Seeing 'Glast's reaction, Arthur laughed.

"All right, madam, your acting is not up to par."

Arthur spoke thus.

Instantly, the soul of 'Glast' became animated.

She... no, accurately speaking, it.

It glared at Arthur with fierce eyes as the temperature in the underground third-level laboratory began to drop slightly.

"Not a bad quality.

Continuing on, it would only be natural for you to be promoted to a Fierce Spirit, Evil Spirit afterward.

Even, perhaps you could become an Evil Spirit.

I look forward to it."

While Arthur uttered these words, he waved his hand and drowned 'Glast' in Death Qi.

There was no further conversation.

Arthur would not believe the words that came from 'Glast's' mouth.

He would only carry out Soul Tailoring on 'Glast's' soul after it had been eroded by the Death Qi, in order to obtain what he wanted from it.

Perhaps there would be little.

Even mixed with confusion.

But it would be sufficiently real.

As for the words that had just left Arthur's mouth?

Of course, it was a bluff!

Even if he used Soul Bind to confine the other's soul to serve him, Arthur would still use words to bluff the other's soul.

For no other reason, but simply for added safety.

Or perhaps...

It was just the habit of a 'Spirit Medium'.

Watching 'Glast' grow increasingly bewildered under the surge of Death Qi.

Arthur waited quietly for the other to lose himself.

Of course, during this period, Arthur was not doing nothing.

He was checking his loot.

Compared to that 'Counterfeit's' destitution, 'Glast' was simply rolling in wealth.

Arthur picked up the Swift Sword immediately, and the information appeared before his eyes—

Name: Song of the North Wind

Type: Sword Weapon

Quality: Secret Technique

Attributes: 1. Ice Wind; 2. Frost

Remarks: Only members of the North Wind Swordsmen who have been through a rigorous selection process can obtain such an exclusive 'standard longsword' belonging to the North Wind Swordsmen. It was forged by the Master Alchemist 'Yorksha' of North County, with a total of 36 swords. The leader's sword is the most special, with 5 remaining captain's swords also differing. The remaining 30 secret technique longswords are 'standard longswords'. This one is numbered 29, engraved on the inside of the hilt.

...

Ice Wind: When the longsword is swung, the strong wind it brings carries an ice wind that makes one shiver

Frost: When an enemy's flesh is cut by the blade of this longsword, frost will appear on the wound. Afterward, the frost will continue to spread through the blood into the body.

(Annotation 1: The temperature of the ice wind is usually minus 10 degrees Celsius.)

(Annotation 2: The spread of the frost can be resisted by a strong Physique, and can be resolved by appropriate Potions, Props.)

(Annotation 3: In the cold winter, amid ice and snow, the effects of ice wind and frost increase.)

(Annotation 4: During the hot summer, it can help you cool down.)

...

Arthur picked up the Song of the North Wind.

Instantly, a slight coolness spread from the hilt.

It wasn't irritating, somewhat like a carbonated drink taken out of a fridge's cold storage.

Out of curiosity, Arthur swung the longsword to one side—

Whoosh!

The icy sword wind immediately howled past, and a thin layer of frost quickly covered one side of the warm laboratory.

Such a commotion caught the attention of 'Glast's' soul.

The other lifted their head, their ethereal face full of bewilderment.

It seemed as if they thought of something, and just as they were about to open their mouth, the next moment, they became bewildered again amidst the surging Death Qi.

Arthur, who was constantly observing, naturally took note of this change.

Meanwhile, the action of stripping equipment did not stop.

When he had obtained another two pieces of equipment, Arthur's eyes lit up with surprise—

'This is...'