My players are so fierce

Chapter 107 106. My Patriarch Father·Nightmare Special Edition【4660】

Murphy has learned from Tris that the first lord of the Blood Alliance Knights will come to support this battle. He is a powerful gold-level blood knight who has both offensive and defensive capabilities and can form a frontline attack team with the old knight Finok.

The cooperation between the two of them is enough to contain Sarokdar, who is currently in the holy blood pool, and there is only one target left for everyone!

That is, when the fallen Blood Eagle Clan Leader is entangled, do your best to destroy his connection with the Holy Blood Pool, so that the subspace rift that is being guided by the spiritual energy of the Holy Blood Pool will enter an unstable state.

It has not yet opened in the physical world, which means it can still be destroyed.

It's like the layer of "reality" has not been broken yet. You can play as perverted as you want, but if a pinhole appears, it means that you may kill someone even with the gentlest movement. Yes.

Once the rift in the subspace becomes unstable, the eldest lady, who is the core of the plan, will immediately cast a spell in it to destroy the holy blood pool and banish the chaotic power of the subspace into the star realm.

The last link will be completed by Tris herself.

Because the astral rift in Cadman City has just closed and is still in a fragile state, it is not difficult to do this.

Murphy was amazed by this three-step comprehensive plan, and he felt deeply that his elder, the former Scarlet Witch, was really not an economical person when it came to serious matters.

However, he never expected that the first knight lord who came to support was actually a funny guy.

Well, a handsome, gentle, narcissistic and powerful funny man.

Just by looking at the nearly endless supply of roses of various colors he carries with him, you can tell that this guy is definitely not a serious person! Who would be a serious person who would carry so many of these things with him?

But now, Murphy has no choice.

"Swish, swish, swish"

Each natural scroll was torn open.

Psychic spells that strengthened the spirit and perception were cast on the young players, drops of vampire killer sword oil were applied to the weapons, and projectiles and arrows were soaked in the diluted potion.

Players who are psychic users urgently learn the techniques called [Chaos Protection] and [Inner Fire] under the final teachings of the old knight.

It would be impossible for ordinary people to learn this in just a few dozen minutes, but the 1.5 times growth rate of young players allows them to quickly master these two skills.

Although they are very unfamiliar, and there is a high probability that the release will fail due to lack of proficiency, but considering that they are positioned as consumables in this battle, this is enough.

To be honest, Murphy himself was not very sure about putting the little players into the battlefield. Judging from his own battle record just now, the current perception and thinking attributes of the little players are difficult even with various bonuses. Immune to the intrusions of Chaos for long periods of time, and what would happen to them once captured by the Warp is anyone's guess.

What if warp corruption spreads to another world through a mysterious in-game connection?

What if they are really driven crazy by the evil forces in this world?

Isn't this pure sin?

"Are you worried about your warrior?"

The first lord Palano put his gorgeous lion helmet on his head and let his knight's heavy armor form a physical protection. He asked in a very magnetic voice.

Murphy didn't hold back on the handsome guy's question.

He replied:

"I feel like I am sending them to hell with my own hands. No, the consequences of being captured by subspace are much more terrible than death."

"I have rarely seen my fellow citizens care so much about humanity."

Palano laughed, and the first lord with a very cheerful personality said:

"Sure enough, as Mrs. Tris said, you are a unique compatriot. It's no wonder that my goddess is so fond of you."

"Your goddess?"

Murphy looked at Palano in surprise.

The latter nodded solemnly, took out a delicate and fragrant notebook from his psychic bag, opened it, checked it, and said:

“My muse ranks 17th!

But this was recorded more than a hundred years ago. Mrs. Tris was endowed with a more free and mature charm over time. However, her terrible wound seriously damaged her amazing beauty, so I guess, I probably have to Pushing her ranking back to thirty places.

But she is still the goddess in my heart! It is a rare and beautiful thing in the world.

There is no doubt about this.

Oh, fate is so generous to me, so that I no longer have to suffer the pain of missing the goddess. "

"I think there's something wrong with your statement."

Murphy replied with a straight face.

He didn't think Tris was worse than the other women in this little book, but was this guy actually a hidden Neptune? Judging by the thickness of this notebook, you can tell that the "goddess" in this guy's heart is as high as fifty if not a hundred.

Hey, there must be a trick to this kind of thing, right?

If the current situation were not special, it would be worth asking for advice.

"But what I want to say is that you don't have to worry. Lord Paying knew the threat of this battle, and he gave me the power of the holy spear. Through the connection of blood, I can summon the projection of the holy spear 'Eternal Silence' Here it is.

As the holy object that has been fighting subspace for the longest time in the world, it is enough to protect the hearts of warriors.

Of course the premise is that they are truly fearless. "

Palano probably saw the status of Tris in Murphy's heart. He laughed, put away his notebook, took out his scarlet lance and held it in his hand.

Brushing the edge of the heavy weapon with one hand wearing a scarlet gauntlet, crimson spells were activated, and then under Murphy's surprised gaze, a ball of blood light bloomed from the lance.

At the same time, the character card in front of me popped up a prompt:

[Eternal Silence Holy Spear Projection·Arbitration Halo] is applied!

When this halo effect takes effect, all non-chaos life within 120 feet will be given the [Atonement] state, which increases the damage to chaotic creatures and greatly improves mental resistance.

Vampires within the effect of this aura will have an additional increase in health and spiritual energy regeneration speed.

Chaos creatures within the effect of this aura will suffer continuous corrosion damage until they die.

Not only Murphy sensed this halo opening, but also the little players became commotion.

This was the first time they had seen such a high-end power manifested in the game, and they couldn't help but move closer to Lord Palano and look at the lance in his hand that was emitting a scarlet light, and discussed it in a flurry of conversations. This must be the dog planning to draw a cake or something difficult to understand.

The eldest lady, who remained silent and prepared to take action, turned to look at the lance in Lord Palano's hand, and she said softly:

"The Scarlet Holy Spear 'Eternal Silence'! A miraculous creation of the Knights of the Blood Alliance, a divine weapon commanded by Lord Paying, and one of the seven sacred objects of original sin of the vampire civilization. I have read stories about it in countless legends .

In today's era, the holy spear has become another image of the vampire race in the eyes of the world.

It represents the beautiful side of vampires.

Just like other vampires except for the Knights of the Blood Alliance, they represent the dark and corrupt side in the eyes of the world.

There is no doubt that Lord Phaying is a great man who can be born among us. "

"As it should be."

The first lord Palano laughed.

He put his hand in front of the wooden door that isolated the disaster, turned around and said to the others who were ready for battle:

"In fact, within the Knights, there has been an ongoing debate about who is more powerful, the Scarlet Holy Spear or other original sin relics. Unfortunately, Lord Paying is not a warlike person. Except for the punishment of the Blood Terror clan a hundred years ago, Outside of expeditions, there has been no record of actual battles with other large buses.

But today we may get a concrete answer.

The Blood Vulture Sacred Artifact, the Demonic Blade of Desire 'Necessary Evil' is still in the hands of Sarokdar. Although the Lord is not coming in person, I, the heir, will fight on behalf of the great Lord.

Maybe I can write a good story today.

Then, let the beautiful and romantic war begin! "

"boom"

The wooden door in front of him was smashed open by the heavy shield held by Palano. The cold and dark breath of the subspace rushed towards his face, and was blocked from the body by the bloody light projected by the holy spear in his hand.

As Palano raised his weapon high, the collision of the breath of the material world and the subspace formed a substantial explosion of energy in the dark hall, and the strong wind whipped up and made the unsteady little players cry out.

The old knight Finnock beside him was not to be outdone.

He shouted the name of Avalon and led the witch hunter forward. The big oak blade in his hand seemed determined to compete with the projection of the scarlet holy spear. It ignited the ghost in the buzz without the sword holder calling. Blue purifying fire.

The various elven inscriptions on the sword also appeared through the body under the support of spiritual energy, turning into flying natural spells and falling on the witch hunters and young players.

It's like a provocation from a naughty child.

Proudly and proudly, he waved a gesture to the powerful scarlet holy spear projection. You can only protect everyone with your halo, but I can greatly increase their strength!

So there’s no need to say who is more powerful, right?

"I didn't expect that you are also a holder of a sacred object. I'm really disrespectful. The famous 'Watcher', one of the three sacred oak blades, is so powerful! It is just as unruly and vulgar as the legend says."

Lord Palano looked at the old knight in surprise, and the latter said with a cold face:

"Didn't you notice that I've been by your side for more than ten minutes? Are you, an arrogant race, blind?"

"Um, sorry, old man."

The first leader stepped forward with his lance to defeat the filthy psychic energy, and said in a casual tone:

"I have always only paid attention to those beautiful things. Not being able to see filth makes me feel sad for the ugly creatures."

This statement clearly means something.

Old Finok snorted. He held the sword with both hands and pointed forward. He glanced at Palano, who was holding the holy spear in his right hand and the heavy shield in his left hand, and said:

"What did you mean by what you just said?"

"That's what it means on paper!"

The first lord Palano, who was friendly and kind to Murphy and others, whispered coldly under his heavy helmet:

"I am the descendant of arrogance. We can all smell the sin under the night, but you! White Knight Commander, the smell of sin you exude is stronger than all the people in this city combined except you. Only The aura of sin lingering on Tris's body rivals that of yours.

You have committed an abomination!

If it weren't for the wrong timing, I would have decided to take you back to the base and hand you over to Lord Pa Ying for a thorough interrogation. I think you would be able to dig out a lot of shocking information.

You have been in contact with subspace more than once! "

"Ah"

The old knight sneered, and charged forward with a roundhouse slash to cut through the dirty energy pouring out of the subspace crack in front of him. Amidst the hum of the big oak blade as if it was approaching a powerful enemy, he looked forward and said softly:

"I don't deny this, but I feel that your Lord Paying may not have the chance to taste my sins."

"boom"

A large number of lives poured into the Holy Blood Hall, and the final enemy was finally alerted. A ball of scattered purple starlight wrapped the human figure and slowly rose from the rapidly boiling pool of Holy Blood.

The intensity of the chaos impact in the entire hall immediately increased at this moment.

Several elite witch hunters immediately covered their heads and screamed in pain, and were dragged into the increasingly bright halo of arbitration around Paliano by the quick-eyed and quick-footed players, which saved their precarious sanity.

In front of everyone's eyes, the person who rose from the blood pool had shed the last drop of sticky blood and was able to reveal his true appearance.

A classic blood vulture ceremonial costume.

In addition to the slim-fitting red and black hunting jacket, there is also a scarlet cloak that is worn across the body and fastened with a vulture lock on the left shoulder. He lowers his head as if he is sleeping or dead.

The long gray hair was stained with purple stars and spread over the shoulders. It could be seen that the old man was definitely a handsome person when he was young, but now he seemed to have been drained of all the blood like a withered bone in a coffin.

This terrifying appearance was in sharp contrast to his decent appearance.

His black-gloved hands were intertwined in front of his chest, and his right hand held a scarlet one-handed long blade.

The long sword is open on both sides but has a weird jagged blade on one side. The most conspicuous feature is that the guard under the sword is in the shape of a night bat and a vulture with wings spread out. The inscriptions on the sword are ancient and dark. The slightly exaggerated decoration also reflects the almost perfect vampire dark style.

If I have to describe it vividly, it probably looks a bit like a certain Sorrow Blade, but that thing is a two-handed sword, and the one in front of me is a real one-handed sword, so it looks lighter.

This is probably the "necessary evil" that Palano mentioned before about the Blood Vulture Sacred Artifact.

Unfortunately, this Midnight Holy Blade, like its sword holder, has now become the carrier and agent of the will of chaos pouring out of the rift in the subspace, so that everyone who looks at it will feel the clear oppression. .

It was the heavy pressure from the power of chaos on the spirit, and the truth burned the reason like a lit candle under the palm of the hand.

Pain, tearing, torture, screams.

It longs for all the good evil in the world and the creeping things in the abyss

"Father!"

The eldest lady exclaimed in surprise.

The young players around them understood almost without the need for translation. The mummy vampire in front of them was Sarokdar Collinsman Lesembula, the current Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture!

It's just that this guy's current state is obviously not normal.

The eldest lady's exclamation seemed to have the opposite effect at this moment. Under her call, the mummy vampire suspended in the air slowly opened its eyes.

There are no longer the unique blood pupils of vampires, replaced by black pupils filled with purple starlight.

He moved his neck mechanically and stiffly, looked around, and finally locked on the pale eldest lady. His body moved weirdly like a puppet, and a horrifying "kind smile" appeared on his mummy-like face. ".

He said in a voice as dry as iron scraping:

"Ah, Phemis, the stroke of midnight has announced that you have come at the invitation of fate, my dear daughter, the crown of astral night is being shaped, and the time to ascend to the gods has arrived! The eternal original sin of us sinners will be cleansed, Our most ancient longings will be fulfilled.

bring it on!

my daughter.

My most wonderful creation!

With pride in your heart, clothed in glory, embrace your mission, complete my shortcomings, become the ‘Midnight Mistress’, protect me, benevolent incarnation of the night. "

"What the hell? 'Midnight Mistress'?"

There was a commotion among the little players.

Lumina grabbed her musket and glanced at the eldest lady who was covering her heart and trembling all over. She exclaimed:

"What is this old pervert going to do to his daughter?"

"The 'Star Night Crown' refers to the Night King constellation in the galaxy. According to legend, it is the star of disaster that represents vampires! 'Midnight Mistress' is the priesthood he chose for Femis. According to the various races I know According to mythology, all existing gods seemed to have their first projections born in the subspace.

Therefore, Salokdar opened this subspace rift as Femis's 'step to godhood'! "

Mrs. Tracey, who has been paying attention to the front line through the little player's calculation orb, now uses a "voice-over" method to explain to the players in rather awkward Mandarin:

"The answer to all the mysteries is finally revealed. Sarokdar wants to create a 'god' himself! A midnight god that belongs to all vampires! He wants to make the 'Mother of the Night' that we have been told about by mouth become a reality.

My plan back then was indeed tampered with!

He extended it to a higher and more magnificent level. What a magnificent idea, but it was a pity that it was exploited.

it's a pity.

let's go! Warriors!

In the name of the big plan, kill this ambitious man!

Well, your language is really hard to learn, but I'm obviously a little smarter than little Murphy thought. "