They all call me Great Master
Chapter 922 - 919 Pride and Prejudice II

Under the night sky, a burst of blood light exploded.

The immense force instantly shattered the 'Mechanism Master's' head.

However, inside this shattered head of the 'Mechanism Master' there was no brain matter.

It wasn't even entirely flesh and blood; instead, it was mixed with a large amount of wood, metal wires, screws, nuts, and things like transistors.

Yet, even after losing its head, the 'Mechanism Master' did not fall.

It even managed to speak—

"A similar twisted force field?

Not bad! Not bad!

But unfortunately...

You have no idea who you're facing!"

Deep sounds emitted from the chest and abdomen, replacing the voice and vocal cords.

At the same time, its slender limbs all moved at once, like arrows shooting out, enveloping Mr. Smith within them.

Kaka!

With a string of crisp sounds, the 'Mechanism Master's' limbs wrapped around Mr. Smith like shackles from head to toe.

Tightly binding him in place.

The 'Mechanism Master's' backpack dropped directly to the ground, its four small wheels spinning fast as it swiftly transported the backpack to a distance of a hundred meters away —

Boom!

Firelight flashed.

The sound roared.

The ground trembled, and soon, the scarlet flames turned completely blue, with a striking green filling in.

And another 'Mechanism Master' emerged from the backpack.

He looked at this scene, giggling and laughing.

"Did you feel my passion?

You thought..."

Puff!

A sharp, unique sound interrupted the 'Mechanism Master's' chatter.

Unnoticed, Mr. Smith had freed himself from the binds and appeared behind the 'Mechanism Master,' punching through it once again.

Unlike the first time, targeting the head.

This time it was the body.

The 'Mechanism Master' was stunned for a moment.

Then, its head made a 180-degree turn, looking at Mr. Smith behind.

Its small eyes lit up like lamps, with countless Glyphic Language formations flashing within those eyes.

"Spatial shuttling?

No, not exactly!

It's not all shuttling, there's a sense of overlapping...

Interesting! So interesting!"

Upon hearing its analysis, Mr. Smith remained calm and composed, withdrawing his fist, landing another punch on the 'Mechanism Master's' head.

Smack!

The 'Mechanism Master's' head was shattered.

But Mr. Smith glanced at the alley beside him.

In his 'Traveler's Path,' he could clearly sense the presence of the real 'Mechanism Master' there.

As for the previous two 'Mechanism Masters'?

They were real too.

It could be said, each 'Mechanism Master' was real, yet also fake.

They were all controlled by a single 'Mechanism Master.'

This scene made Mr. Smith frown slightly.

He recalled the 'Human Puppet Queen' Robin.

They had met once before.

Back then, he was still 'He.'

The meeting was naturally unpleasant.

'He' was beaten for a week, and then only escaped using his 'Traveler's Path' domain, also because the 'Human Puppet Queen' had no real intent to kill 'Him,' otherwise 'He' would have long been dead.

And precisely because of this, the rock-solid 'He' developed cracks.

It also gave him the opportunity to regain consciousness.

For that queen, Mr. Smith felt gratitude.

But towards the 'Mechanism Master' in front of him, Mr. Smith felt disgust.

Because—

He smelled the scent of rat meat.

Even with some unique medicine mixed in, the base material remained unchanged, which was human meat mixed with rat meat.

As a tavern keeper, he detested rats the most.

They not only scared away guests but also stole his food.

The food that his wife prepared for him.

So—

Smack!

The 'Mechanism Master' that had just emerged was shattered again by Mr. Smith.

But immediately, another 'Mechanism Master' appeared, the Glyphic Language in its slender eyes stopped glowing, and a smile appeared at the corner of its mouth.

"Confirmed!

It's not a secret technique.

Nor is it a talent.

But rather...

A domain!

A domain that only Divine Spirits can possess — obviously, you are not a Divine Spirit, yet you can wield such power, were you... a former god?

Then, infused the domain into the talent!"

As he spoke, the newly emerged 'Mechanism Master' trembled all over.

He laughed out loud.

"Wonderful! Marvelous!

The flesh and blood of a Divine Spirit, even if it's only the former Divine Spirit's flesh and blood, it's enough for me to take a further step!"

The 'Mechanism Master' fixed its gaze on Mr. Smith, then stepped forward.

Under the night sky, the starry sky reappeared.

The 'Mechanism Master' ascended one step, beginning to truly showcase his power —

A full hundred 'Mechanism Masters' surged down from that step.

They all looked at Mr. Smith, smiling.

"Give me your flesh and blood!"

Mr. Smith squinted.

But he couldn't hide his shock.

The scene before him truly caught Mr. Smith by surprise.

With experiences as a god, few things could take Mr. Smith by surprise, but what unfolded in front of him truly exceeded his comprehension.

The post-Spirituality sublimated shadows were gone.

No!

To be accurate, the sublimated Spirituality was distributed among the hundred 'Mechanism Masters,' causing a qualitative change among them — even though these 'Mechanism Masters' were not Ascend Steppers, the accumulated years of modification and the bizarre blessings of the 'Ascend Step' allowed most of them to begin touching the 'Entry,' with a few even advancing to the 'Entry' level.

A single 'Mechanism Master,' Mr. Smith paid no attention to.

But a hundred 'Mechanism Masters'?

Even if they weren't fully fledged 'Mechanism Masters.'

The changes brought by numbers were no joke.

Hoo!

Mr. Smith took a deep breath.

He knew he had to give his all.

His 'Traveler's Path' must burn to the extreme to stand any chance of winning.

Afterwards?

He would truly lose his 'Traveler's Path.'

But does that matter?

It doesn't matter.

He wants to live.

To live with his wife, then leave this damned place dominated by 'Death.'

"Farewell, it's always so unexpected."

Mr. Smith murmured.

He raised his hand to unbutton his collar.

He needed more oxygen to support this burning.

But just when Mr. Smith was about to start—

Fog emerged.

The gray mist thickened immensely.

In an instant, it covered the entire block.

Tens of thousands of undead surged like a tide towards those hundred 'Mechanism Masters.'

Under the moonlight, six undead warhorses pulled a carriage across the sky, Marinda did not even glance downward, she only focused on Arthur in front of her, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.