My players are so fierce

Chapter 112 111. I crawled out of my own filth, and no one has the right to judge me! 【5160】

"Countdown to 10 seconds!"

In the self-destruction chamber, Miriam was completely overwhelmed by the emotions in her heart.

She cried and shouted out the final countdown, and then she could no longer resist the overwhelming despair. She turned around and hugged Major Fraser next to her as if seeking refuge.

This action made the major freeze in place.

It is embarrassing to say that although he comes from a noble family and is already 30 years old, the major is still blank in terms of relationships. The most direct contact with women in the past was just a very gentlemanly invitation to dance at a dance.

But he knew that Miriam's actions at this time did not represent anything.

She was just plain scared.

This is the instinctive reaction of fragile human beings when facing death. It does not represent cowardice, nor does it represent ugliness.

He could completely understand Miriam's fear, because he was also suffering the same emotional impact at this time.

However, as a gentleman, the Major naturally shouldered the obligations of a man in this desperate moment.

He opened his hands and held the trembling Miriam in his arms. His height of 193 cm allowed him to almost completely protect the red-haired girl. Even if death was imminent, he would still cast the last "Sigh" for this fearful lady. wall".

This was the most silent contempt for death that a man could show in his final moments.

"boom"

The psychic core in front of Tris's eyes pulsed with a strange flash, which was a signal of the arrival of the response, causing the Scarlet Witch's heart to stop beating at this moment.

She used almost all the strength in her body to press down the psychic core, and the self-destruction core immediately activated, and almost all the psychic nodes throughout the Blood Eagle Corridor were forcibly destroyed in the blink of an eye.

The precise system shaped by the holy blood pool as the center of the circle collapsed within three seconds, triggering a violent energy turbulence that collapsed along the explosion path calculated by thirty psychic orbs, and suppressed the out-of-control holy blood. The pool can only inject the dirty spiritual energy that is restless inside into a specific direction.

So the next moment, the out-of-control and scorching scarlet light pierced the subspace rift above as accurately as a cannonball.

The latter's collapse speed accelerated more than ten times at this moment, and the three-dimensional mapping of subspace, star realm and material world was completely penetrated because of this path, allowing the frenzied chaotic spiritual energy that should have been tilted in the material world to collapse behind it. A rift appeared.

This caused it to immediately begin to collapse in reverse.

"哐"

The oncoming chaos storm knocked Murphy away. He spread his blood wings and rolled gracefully in the air to the ground, landing right next to the first lord Palano and the old knight Finok.

At this time, the few remaining people in the battlefield littered with corpses raised their heads, and they could see that the subspace rift that looked like the Eye of Chaos had completely turned into a chaotic storm.

It's like black cracks extending in the air after broken glass.

Not only are there recycling and explosions of energy collapse, but there are also weird sounds constantly coming from it.

Weird twisted limbs that seemed to be covered with oil poked out from the irregular black nebula-like cracks, like a spider waving its knotted and hairy legs, or like a monster made entirely of arms. Trying to crawl into the human world.

Those ferocious claws scratched the void full of malice, trying to grab a stable thing so that it could truly enter the material world. The faded stone statue of Salokdar was also completely thrown into the opened subspace rift in the scratching of this weird thing. middle.

Like a pebble falling into a pond, it floats on the water and disappears without even making a splash.

"Mother of the Night, what kind of filthy ghost is that?"

The first lord Palano roared angrily.

The old knight Finok had already begun to recite the name of God silently and seemed to be about to release a large-scale divine spell. As for Murphy, he quickly threw a detection spell at the thing in front of him.

Interfering snowflake-like patterns appear on the character cards.

The information label of the strange thing on the opposite side that wants to crawl out of the closing subspace rift is emerging bit by bit with great difficulty:

Name: [Midnight Mistress] Subspace Shadow

Profession:? ? ?

Rank:? ? ?

Rating: Like a god·The core is missing

Creature description: [Depraved expectations that are not answered will always turn into ferocious things to intrude on reality. He can no longer become what it was when it was designed, and cannot even have a main body core to respond to the call, so it can only survive in the boundless chaotic malice. Degenerated into a twisted god.

She is the Mistress of Midnight!

It is also the severed future of Femis Cecilia Lesembra. 】

"She's crying"

The eldest lady, who was held in Lord Palano's arms, turned pale and murmured to herself:

"She was calling me, she begged me to become one with her, she begged me to save her."

"Don't be stupid! She just wants to swallow you to make herself complete, and no matter what He wants to do after being completed, believe me! That will definitely not be a good thing for us vampires."

Murphy let go of the buzzing Necessary Evil in his hand, letting the Demonic Blade of Desire float in his hand, and waved his fingers to let Maxim and Mrs. Adele, who were seriously injured behind him, carry the eldest lady on their backs and leave the place.

No matter what happens next, Femis must be kept as far away from this subspace shadow created by Sarokdar's magic as possible.

"You guys should leave too!"

The old knight Finok stood on the spot like a giant tree rooted in the ground. Surrounded by emerald green spiritual energy, he said without looking back:

"If left unchecked, the filth of the warp will be poisonous. Although most of the energy has been banished to the star realm by Lady Tris, even the remaining bits are enough to cause irreversible damage. My god has sent down a god This is the time for the saints to die."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

The first lord Palano, who was fighting side by side with Old Finok just now, banged his broken lance on the ground. He stared at Old Finok and said sternly:

"Don't go anywhere! Follow me back to the Knights' headquarters to accept Lord Paying's questioning. This is your only mission! You can't escape this responsibility."

"Yes, I admit that I am guilty. It is a terrible sin, enough to scare countless naughty little boys into tears at night."

The old knight grinned.

The strange sacred white oak armor on his body began to turn into natural wood again like an old tree rejuvenating at this moment, with vines and branches extending from the armor and taking root in place.

In just a few seconds, Old Finock seemed to have turned into a giant oak tree that was growing. He had made a decision and made up his mind to no longer avoid the secrets that had been kept deep within him.

As the barrel helmets also spread out among the branches, the old knight's blood-stained human face, which was transforming into wood, looked at the serious Palano.

He whispered:

"You descendants of arrogance have really smart noses. I saw it when I fought alongside you during the Fourth Black Disaster. When I saw you appearing at this time, I knew that my journey should end. The end.

But Paliano!

My sins were not sought by me actively. They were just remnants of searching for the truth deep into history. If you dig your hands into the mud and try to find out the truth beneath the filth, how can you possibly keep your hands clean again? "

"What did you find?"

The first lord asked:

"What do you get for getting your hands dirty?"

"There is nothing but remorse! They extended an invitation to me, and I paid the price for it. The moment I could finally join them, my God's will made me repent.

The so-called search for the truth is just a trick they use to lure righteous people into evil ways.

I should never have been curious about them in the first place! "

The voice of the white knight Old Finock, who was truly transformed into a giant tree with roots under the influence of magic, became dry, like the friction between canes.

He looked at Palano and Murphy and warned very carefully and seriously:

"Stay away from them!

Don’t make the mistake I did, there is no need to try to reach out to them to get the answers you are after, every one of them is a source of hopeless contamination.

Ancients like Sarokdar are just pawns played by them.

Murphy, you heard Salokdar's final warning to you.

stay away from dusk

You must stay away from them, those people have been on the road to chaos for too long. "

"Is that an organization? They planned all this?"

Murphy narrowed his eyes and asked:

"Did you know this was going to happen in Cadman City from the beginning?"

"No, I do not know."

The old knight's voice became deeper and slower, just like the deep and ancient sound accompanying the opening of a giant tree.

He said:

"But behind all the subspace-related disasters in the world in recent hundreds of years, there are their shadows. Your Lord Paying knows more. Maybe you shouldn't ask, and don't be curious about them.

I am indeed guilty!

My God, I have committed an unforgivable sin in the name of seeking the truth. The distant new continent is filled with disasters caused by my hands, and I will sacrifice my life for it.

Death is the only atonement, may you see it all.

No one can judge me!

Except for your majesty. "

"Click, click, click"

A low crackling sound came from Murphy's feet, which meant that Old Finock's magic had advanced to the end.

He turned himself into a white oak with natural purifying divinity, and used its tough roots to wrap the entire dilapidated Holy Blood Hall and the shadows in front of him trying to climb out of the subspace rift, forming a sealed god. art space.

"Let's go, leave! Tell them that old Finok is dead! He died like a hero in the battle with Sarokdar and the warp evil."

The Lord of White Oak urged Murphy and Palano to leave at this time even though they were filled with doubts.

The clusters of divine thorns in front of them made way for them, and when Murphy took the first step, an emerald green branch wrapped around the large oak holy blade "Watcher" hanging beside him, entangled in the vines He also shaped a forest scabbard to wrap the holy blade to prevent Avalon's divine power from burning Murphy.

The moment the vampire got the holy blade, he heard old Finok whisper in his heart:

"I have thought carefully about your suggestion. You once said that all homeless people who contribute to Transia can become the masters of this land.

I have given everything for this land, I have bought their ticket.

Murphy, please accept my heirs.

There are Dusk Shadows in the Plantagenet Kingdom too, don't let them go back! "

"Okay, I promise, as long as they are willing to stay."

Murphy held the Great Oak Blade in his arms, and at the moment he left, he heard Old Finock's deep thanks:

"Then I will bless you, noble Alpha."

"???"

Murphy looked back as if struck by lightning. He didn't know where Old Finnock knew this code name.

But as if he sensed his doubts, in the emerald light that finally broke inwards and wrapped the subspace shadow and disappeared into the shattered cracks, the last voice of the Lord of White Oak came out.

"My God has graciously told me, this miserable lost person, everything about the future at this last moment. My God is watching you, and my God is blessing you.

My god will go with you, and all the spirits will follow you on the sea of ​​stars. Alpha, keep moving forward. "

"boom"

The entire Holy Blood Hall completely collapsed at this moment.

The ruins that completely collapsed into entities can no longer find any trace of their existence, and even the building itself seems to be falling into the endless void.

And this collapse quickly triggered a chain reaction, causing the buildings around the Holy Blood Hall to begin to collapse.

But after all, this is the base camp that the Blood Vulture Clan spent 400 years building. It shouldn't collapse to the point where it can no longer be entered, but cleaning it up will definitely be a time-consuming process.

"Walk!"

The First Lord grabbed Murphy, who was still looking back in the crumbling corridor.

The two ran towards safety one after the other. Just as they turned the corner, Murphy bumped head-on into Natalie Finokea Lawson, who was staggering towards him.

The gray-haired Witcher was covered in blood and had just woken up from the coma of the battle.

But she clutched her heart and looked so painful that she couldn't breathe.

She looked straight ahead and seemed to know what was happening there. Regardless of Murphy's obstruction, she howled and tried to break free before rushing towards the Holy Blood Hall, which was wrapped in tree roots and collapsed without a trace.

"Let me go! Vampire! Damn dog! Let me go! He's in front!"

Natalie screamed with no dignity at all.

But Murphy just silently dragged her back. Lord Palano, who had always been extremely gentle towards beautiful things, had to use a little trick at this moment, as the illusion of a black rose appeared in front of Natalie's eyes. The reverberation exploded, and the dual weakness from the body and the spirit surged up, causing her to cry out in grief and fainted in Murphy's arms.

“Satisfying sorrow is always a life in which beautiful things cannot escape.”

The First Lord took the unconscious witch hunter very gently, held her in his arms like a princess, and showed Murphy an impeccably handsome smile.

As he opened a path ahead and smashed the collapsed walls, he asked softly:

"Murphy, beautiful Murphy, you have just experienced sadness, I can smell it."

"I don't deny that."

Murphy, who followed the first lord out of the danger zone with the big oak holy blade in his arms, waved his hand to recall Necessary Evil, placing the Demonic Sword of Desire quietly in the scabbard at his waist that once belonged to the Blade of Desire.

He said hoarsely:

"We have all experienced sadness today, but we must continue to move forward and not let those sadness turn into helpless tears."

"Well said! It is indeed a beautiful thing that I value."

Lord Palano nodded very appreciatively.

But a few seconds later, Murphy coughed and said in a serious tone:

"But regarding your previous description of Tris, I have a slightly different view. Maybe it's a bit childish to say this, but from today on, handsome Lord Palano! Tris is no longer your goddess."

"Oh, the declaration of sovereignty after victory is so classic! Does one beautiful thing want to dominate another beautiful thing?"

Palano laughed, and then said in a subtle tone:

"But do you really know Mrs. Tracey? No, you were just seduced by beauty, Murphy.

Just like when I was young.

Only when you truly understand the Scarlet Witch will you know that just now, in a garden full of roses, you picked yourself the most delicate red rose covered with spikes.

Believe me.

You're bound to bleed from this.

And I have to remind you, Murphy, in the traditional vampire culture there are clear prohibitions on the transgression of children and elders. It's not that those old guys don't understand love.

They just saw through that it was impossible for true love to be born under the influence of the blood contract, it was just admiration with shackles! Do slaves become friends with slave owners?

So before you talk about love, break your chains. "

"I'm happy, can you take care of it?"

As he ran in the darkness, Murphy whispered:

"If you want to pick a delicate rose, it would be imperfect without shedding a little blood, right? A little pain is just a witness tax paid to the God of Love.

As for the shackles

The key is not in my hand! "

"Ha, such a beautiful realization!"

Palano praised:

"I really appreciate you more and more, beautiful Murphy."