My players are so fierce

Chapter 1059 1057. Saliv: Children, this is the last lesson.

"You said that the ancestors of the Aztecs came from the heart of the world? And they are not native species or interstellar refugees. They are 'new humans' created out of nothing by the Creator?"

Later that day, Tris, who had a headache from drinking last night, learned the truth about the origin of the Aztecs from Murphy. This shocking news made the Blood Vulture Archduke sober up immediately. She looked at the jar with only After reading a quarter of the blood, he knew that this was the truth Murphy had read from the blood of the Aztecs.

"No wonder the Aztecs resisted the exploration at dusk so resolutely. It was not because they hated evil, nor because they were born righteous, but because the mission in their blood required them to block all forces that peeked into the sacred land.

This does make sense. "

Tris thought for a moment and said:

"In other words, the relationship between the Aztecs and the Creator is actually closer than the relationship between the Songhai people and the Creator. Are they the 'Creator's favorite children' in the true sense?"

"Absolutely. Being able to place them in such an important place in the heart of the world obviously means that the Aztecs, a special ethnic group, have a certain weight in the eyes of the Creator, and their genetic blueprint is very interesting.

According to the information I have received so far, after being interpreted, this thing can be used to strengthen the life forms of other races, repair the life defects of various races and give them a more powerful initial form.

The white-winged warriors of the Sky Clan are flying species, and the members of the Osiris family, whom they regard as the King of the Sky, are human species perfectly enhanced by this set of genetic blueprints. Therefore, theoretically speaking, Princess Chuchut’s genes are closely related to those of the Old World. Humans are not much different, but she is clearly an 'evolution' of humans.

She basically doesn't practice solar energy very much, and she either wanders around or eats various snacks every day, but even so, Chuchut's power growth rate is still the first echelon among the Transians.

It's not that Quetzalcoatl favors that greedy little girl, it's just because of her excellent genes. "

Murphy sat on a chair, playing with Princess Chuchut's blood jar, and said:

"The Creator left this set of genetic blueprints, which means that He has further considerations for the life greenhouse project. It is not just about resurrecting civilizations that perished in the 'mass extinction', but He also relied on the interpretation of the Aztecs to The messages left in the process hinted me to go to the Greenhouse of Life.

I don't quite understand why He made this suggestion, but I think we should definitely go there. "

Tris didn't speak for a long time. It wasn't until Murphy looked at his wife-to-be in surprise that Tris bit her lip. She looked around and walked to Murphy's side, whispering:

"The Greenhouse of Life is an area where life can be shaped. It is a place where God's power of creation is realized. Since it can create life from scratch, does that mean that it is also a supporting facility for your 'power of creation'? What about part of it?

The foreigners you summon now only have virtual psychic projections. Although this can 100% simulate their true form, there is still a difference between the fake and the real ones.

From a more abstract perspective, this means that the minds and souls of the players are in your hands, and the Greenhouse of Life, the place of creation, may be able to further give them real entities?

You see, isn't the scholar's current form just a piece of data stored in the Life Greenhouse information database?

Isn't this very similar to the state of the players at this time?

container!

The Creator left the Greenhouse of Life most likely to allow you to create containers for the players that can hold their souls, allowing them to have real life in another world! "

"Um?!"

Murphy's eyes immediately widened.

He had never considered the problem from this perspective. After Tris raised this possibility, Murphy's heart suddenly flashed like lightning.

He stood up and walked excitedly back and forth in the office to verify Tris's guess based on careful thinking. In the end, he found that Tris's guess was very consistent with the Creator's habit of beating around the bush no matter what direction he considered. ism style.

Perhaps in the Creator's original plan, the Life Greenhouse Project was the "task reward" he left for Murphy at a certain stage.

"It's most likely so!"

Murphy shook his fist and said:

“The combat effectiveness of players with entities will be further enhanced. Although they will feel pain and accept the test of a more real world environment, the appearance of entities will also allow them to more truly feel the various powers that exist in this world.

The most important thing is that with entities, they can receive the power infusion from the new gods more effectively than now.

Psychic projection cannot store too much divine power, which means that although the players are of high level, they are far inferior to the locals in the use of divine magic.

The most important thing is! Once they have an entity, they can officially explore some 18+ fields. They no longer have any reason to slander me and lock up their Niuniu. I finally don’t have to take the blame anymore.

Tris, maybe I should give up going to the Origin for now and instead"

"No, Dog Planner Murphy, calm down, don't be so impulsive! Compared with the life greenhouse that may bring great benefits to you and your players, the future ownership of the Songhai people is obviously more important."

Tris was also a little excited, but she had seen how to stay steady in strong winds and waves, so she persuaded her:

"After all, the Life Greenhouse is now in the hands of the Scholar Faction. There is a high probability that the crazy halfling will not take the initiative to send it to you. It is an important stronghold of Dusk. It will not be easier to capture it than to defeat the Black Disaster head-on. .

You need a good enough action plan, and most importantly, that place is located in the Gray Desert, which is too far from Transia or other places, which means that you cannot use the People's Army or Gnolls as the main force.

Player!

Players are the main force in this battle, and the current strength of the player group obviously has the potential to be further improved.

At least in terms of quantity, they could be more. "

"Well, indeed, I am a little excited. This is another truly big surprise brought to the players by the development team of "Real Alien"! It is definitely worth making the most shocking plot advancement in the current game stage."

Murphy took a few deep breaths, sat on a chair, rubbed his chin and thought, and said:

“But we have to prepare for it from now on.

I have already made an agreement with the Lord that after the affairs of the Songhai Empire are completed, he will start the Holy Blood Seal operation. If the ultimate goal is the Life Greenhouse project, then this operation can be regarded as the conclusion of the 3.0 plot. do.

After a shocking victory in which order defeats chaos, players will also receive their own wonderful rewards.

Haha, the official opening of 18+ content will definitely make an epic leap in user stickiness, especially for guys like Niuniu and Grayman. If they don’t give me a hard knock on this stupid planner, it means they have no conscience. . "

"Oh, you want to enjoy cyber love, be an electronic dog licker, want to have sex with your paper figurine girlfriend from another world, and you have to willingly accept the cruel exploitation planned by the dog. If I were a player, I would have to make arrangements for you!"

Tris crossed her arms and complained fiercely:

"Take it easy, Murphy, you have to play the game with a smile, don't always be so utilitarian."

"You can't stand and talk without pain in your back. Let me tell you, this is what you are doing. Huh? Wait, there's a communication coming."

Murphy was about to talk to Tris about "the basic training of dog planning", but was interrupted by a sudden quantum communication request. After connecting, it was found that it was the communication signal from Mosna.

"Sir Murphy, the monitor I placed on Miss Penny detected an abnormal signal!"

Mosina reminded in a serious tone:

"She and Bertie must have encountered members of Twilight. The latter tried to block communication but underestimated the effect of the monitor I made. Penny also actively cooperated with the picture and sound transcription. I have locked their location, whether Going there to attack the Twilight members?"

"Of course! Isn't it just for this moment that we left that monitor?"

Murphy suddenly stood up, slapped Tris' plump ass hard, and asked the Scarlet Witch to contact the Golden Man who was still able to move, and prepared to surround and kill the target.

"Mosna, prepare the Warmaster's weapons! At the same time, maintain secret communication with Penny. If possible, let the girl hold him back."

"Sir, I think you should consider what happens if Penny and Bertie rebel."

"Then we are not at a loss. Anyway, one or three Twilight members will have to accept justice tonight, but before that, our Miss Penny and Sir Bertie will have to undergo a mental torture.

I don't want to question human nature.

But unfortunately, we or dusk, they can only choose a side. "

"What if they choose neutrality?"

"Are you kidding? Mosna, neutral? What's the difference between that and standing opposite us? On this kind of fundamental issue, everyone! There is no neutrality at all!"

——

In a remote area where Lake Shurpos connects with the Genoa Peninsula, the ground under the night is filled with the smell of fish and the weird smell of grilled fish, and the charred corpses of burned Dagon fish-men are everywhere. Not far away There is also a burned-out murloc hut.

The scene was like an excommunication falling from heaven.

Perhaps "a fire tornado destroys the fishman parking lot" is a more appropriate description.

Currently, there are only two NPCs in the player camp who can create such exaggerated scenes. One is Ms. "Dragon Flame" Lina, who specializes in fire magic, but this woman has been following Mrs. Shani since the Godslayer War. The traces of the hunting source have not appeared for a long time.

Therefore, it is certain that the person fighting here is the "Destruction Guard No. 11" who is quite famous among the player community recently.

Penny didn't just come here to kill murlocs for fun. As a mechanical life, she advocates efficiency and will not waste time on such bullying. The reason why she is here to "surprise" these Dagon murlocs. It is to trace the traces of the Holy Son of Dagon.

According to reports from players in the past few days, a super fishman individual is suspected to have appeared near Lake Shurpers, and Murphy's task for Penny is to obtain another "symbiont crystal" as soon as possible, and use for subsequent organ enhancement trials.

Penny doesn't go out alone, her "private pilot" Bertie always accompanies her.

This also meant that when Penny detected abnormal shadow activity, it was too late for Bertie, who was weak in combat, to retreat. The two of them faced the "acquaintance" who walked out of the shadows on this messy battlefield.

When the slave master Salifu Shadowblade actually appeared, Bod did not rush up to salute his mentor, but subconsciously drew out the vampire stabbing sword from his waist and pointed it forward.

This aggressive move stopped Salifu in his tracks.

In the past few days, he seemed to be traveling between the old continent and the new continent. With a subtle look, he looked at Bertie's eyes that were shining with blood in the dark night, and the man next to him who had entered combat mode, with his arms wrapped around him. A mechanical female warrior wrapped in plasma flames.

At this time, less than a month has passed since the Port Chardeau incident, but the relationship between the three people can indeed be described as "things are different and people are different".

"Feel sorry."

Saliv said in a tired voice:

"I left you in Port Chardeau. I originally planned to take you with me, but things have changed subtly. Even for me, the past twenty days have been like a whole century."

"You don't have to apologize, Your Excellency."

Bod realized that he was overreacting and withdrew his rapier, but he still said in a complicated tone:

"Maybe it was the right choice for you to leave us there. I probably guessed what you wanted to do here tonight, but I'm sorry, we won't go back with you!"

"Because of the blood contract?"

Saliv shook his head and said:

"That thing is not incurable. I have a way to cut off the connection between you and your elders. If you are willing to take risks, you can even return to your original life form."

"No, not because of the blood contract."

Bod shook his head, stared at Saliva, and said hoarsely:

"It's because of what I have seen, heard, and witnessed these days. I used to admire you and regard you as my father. There is no problem. You did raise me and Penny, but until I After being reborn as a vampire, what I experienced on the Genoa Peninsula made me realize what the real 'twilight' is.

You used the gnolls to turn them into the vanguard of chaos, used their brutality and death to turn the entire northern part of the Genoa Peninsula into a hell of bones, and you attracted the Dagon fish-men and completely destroyed the hope of recovery for this land. , and pushed the fish-man disaster to the entire continent.

I saw it with my own eyes!

The mad scholar wants to destroy the entire Port of Chardeau simply because he wants to realize his madman-like ideals.

He kept saying that he wanted to save Penny, but he turned Penny into a tool for destruction. You regard Penny as a daughter. If it weren't for Mr. Murphy's help, we would have lost her forever.

you.

You are aiding the evildoer!

I am a shadow elf, and I am not destined to be a good person, but what Dusk has done has surpassed the definition of "evil" and cannot even be described as crazy.

But I still think that you are different from them. Even now, I can no longer defend you confidently in front of the Transians.

You hang out with a bunch of crazy people and you try to be one of them.

this is not right!

You clearly have great ideals, and you clearly want to change our race. It is you who lead us and your other followers on this path. We do not join them because we admire Dusk. We will always follow only you and you. ideal!

Correct the distorted ideals of Shadow Elf society! The ideal of all shadow elf men"

Saliv remained silent amidst Bod's scolding.

He had no intention of justifying Huang Tong's behavior, but kept looking at Penny's current appearance with a complex expression. In those flickering electronic eyes, he could not see any emotion at all.

"Aren't you going to say something?"

Bod shouted to Salifu as if he couldn't understand or accept it:

"Maybe you can leave that organization, just like me and Penny, we can"

"There's no other way, kid."

Salifu looked away and said to Bod in a deep voice:

"I want to destroy the current civilization model of the shadow elves. I want to end that stupid system. I don't want what happened to me to happen to you or other shadow elves again. I killed the one I regarded as my brother with my own hands. With the leader's people, I personally killed the shadow elf's hope.

I must forge new hope.

However, I couldn’t do it all on my own.

You are a man who grew up in the shadow elf society, Bertie. You know all the sufferings we suffered in that twisted environment. The shadow is too huge, like hell, and when you are in hell, The only one who can help you is the devil.

This is not a simple matter of right and wrong, Bertie. If the world could be measured by right and wrong, then it wouldn't be as bad as it is now.

To be honest, I was sad and proud when I heard you reject my invitation so firmly.

You have finally grown from a camel who only knows how to obey orders to a lion who knows what he desires. What kind of thing the dusk is, I knew before joining them, but it doesn't matter, because the life of the shadow elves is both long and short.

It is long enough for an empty person to rot into mud in boredom, and it is short enough for an idealist to achieve one thing to the extreme.

So for us, choosing a direction is much more important than working hard.

I've chosen my path.

I must go on till the end, fall in a pool of blood or ascend the throne of the Destroyer and the Reborn.

Now it seems that you have chosen your own path.

Then there's nothing more to say. "

Shadow Blade stretched out his hand and held it at his side, and an elf-sharp blade like black teeth jumped into the palm of his hand.

When this thing appeared, the thick darkness around him seemed to be given a deeper meaning. They beat with Saliv's breathing, blocking out all starlight.

"Shua"

The sharp blade cuts lightly, cutting the space like a line of black shadow.

In the strange and broken cracks, Sariv made a sudden attack.

He stretched out his hand to touch his face, and a mask made of shadows covered the vicissitudes of life and handsome face, and even his voice became deep and solemn.

"You stood in my way, children, and I learned an important lesson from that death that changed me. Only by living can you extend the path you have chosen. So, this is the final lesson.

You have also learned the cruel truth that I learned only when I knelt in Truman's blood.

Now that the goals have been set and we are in opposite directions, let us both fight for survival! "