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Chapter 558 557. Book of Philip·The Wrath of “Khan”

It's no coincidence that Murphy suddenly appears at a critical moment in the battle.

In fact, after arriving at Baphomet's underground palace and finding that Tris and the others had not yet come up, Murphy decisively summoned George and took him all the way deep into the underground palace with the astral wolf's amazing sense of smell. He didn't even rush in at a critical moment. He had already sneaked into the church when Tris was controlled by the Fallen Law, but as he said, a hero always needs to appear at a critical moment to reverse the defeat.

So the vampire lord spent some time and carefully selected a moment to appear.

Walking the maze was actually not that easy. Fortunately, Miss Winnie summoned the Minotaur, and the Minotaur's smell was very special, making it easy for George to complete the tracking work.

Fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise with the concentration of subspace filth in the church and the malicious interference of the evil god Baphomet, even if Palano did kill the blasphemous priest in the end, it would probably be a miserable victory.

As Tris said, after these real "fallen" were blessed by the shadow of subspace, the difference in power level is no longer the key to victory or defeat in their eyes, and the worst result is that Palano is killed. Blaspheming the priest, but he himself was planted with the seed of corruption, then he was really Barbie Q.

Murphy really didn't want to use the power of Omega to execute this psychotic Rose Knight, whom he actually admired, and he didn't want to personally go to Lord Paying to explain to him why his first lord died inexplicably in the Goatman. In the evil underground palace.

"I've seen the kind of power you have once before, in the Blood Vulture Corridor. At that time, I couldn't confirm its relationship with you, but this time I confirmed it."

The mentally weak Palano was actually not injured. His Golden Rule and Guardian made it difficult for him to be truly harmed. However, this guy would be a little dizzy. He did not dare to do strenuous activities for fear that his Yue would come out and ruin his perfect image, so he leaned on it. His lance said to Murphy:

"I need to report this matter to Lord Paying. Your ability to restrain and defeat the filth of subspace is very important to our cause. Please forgive me for leaking information, Murphy, but this is an advantage that cannot be concealed. ."

"It doesn't matter, just say what you want. I also wish that my status in the mind of Lord Paying is higher, so that when I apply for assistance, the Lord will not think too much. What's more, I guess I will meet him Sometimes, you may ask him some rude things.

Establishing a good relationship now will save me from being shot to death by the angry Lord. "

Murphy sat on the only intact stone chair in the church. While resting, he played with the civilization slate in his hand and said to the Rose Knight without raising his head:

"As for the true meaning of this power, I will personally explain it to the Lord when I see him. However, you have also been 'purified' just now, so you need to rest for a period of time. This power of mine not only affects subspace Suppression, restraint on the power of dark tendencies.

So don't take it seriously, Paliano. "

"Um."

The Rose Knight nodded and glanced at Hogg next to him. He didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he put his lance behind his back and put his hands on the shoulders of Youqiong and Winnie, with the two little ones looking back frequently. Guy walks out of church.

Obviously, the gentle and caring Rose Knight did not want these two brave little guys to hear the ensuing conversation.

This is a kind of protection. Those heavy secrets are not something they should know at this level. In this chaotic continent, all secrets have weight, which is a price and a sacrifice.

Tris, who was standing next to Murphy, was still flipping through the broken grimoire dropped by the blasphemous priest, and released a silent barrier to prevent prying eyes.

The big wolf George lay at Murphy's feet and used his claws to move the purified skull of the fallen one. This was his "new toy". Bringing it back to its lair in the ancestral forest will definitely bring more majesty to the alpha wolf. .

The Bone-gnawing King, who controlled Hogg's body, sat cross-legged in front of Murphy, waiting for the vampire lord to ask.

This ghost from the past seems really ready to answer all of Murphy's questions.

But the vampire did not speak immediately. Instead, he stared at the irregular slate in his hand. This was the first time he had seen a complete civilization slate. He threw an item to identify it, and its entry was expanded in the next second:

Name: Gnoll Civilization Slate·Eden Security Personnel Code Ds-04 Agreement

Quality: Miracle Creation

effect:

1. After holding the stone tablet and completing the binding, the holder will be given the title of [Gnoll Civilization Spokesperson], and will have nominal command and control over all Gnolls.

When entering any place of creation, you will be granted [Special Spokesperson] permission, and gain the right to use some of the creation facilities, as well as decrypt and read some specific creation knowledge.

hint!

This binding authority is only effective for individual Jackals and does not involve reproduction and inheritance.

2. After holding the stone tablet and completing the binding, the holder will be given a special entry [Power of Creation·Evolution], and will be given the permission to "select evolution" once, and can choose an enhanced gene sequence from the enhancement options open to the stone tablet. Used to bless oneself.

Each holder can only evolve once.

The evolution process must be completed in a standard or advanced biopod in the Land of Creation.

After the evolution is completed, the holder will be forcibly assigned the duty of [Slate Guardian], and must do his best to protect the integrity and inheritance of the civilization slate until his death.

This effect is a contractual force. Once you give up your responsibility, it will cause the individual's genetic fragments to become disordered and cause rapid death.

3. After holding the stone tablet and completing the binding, the holder will be eligible to enter the Gnoll Civilization Hall, a special place of creation, and learn the birth, mission and racial blueprint planning of the Gnoll.

4. After holding the slate and completing the binding, the holder will be given the [Leadership Halo·Gnoll] effect when holding the civilization slate. Any individual gnoll who enters the range of the halo will be subject to "mental appraisal".

hint!

This effect is related to charisma.

When the charm is insufficient, the holder needs to persuade his compatriots with eloquence skills. After the persuasion is successful, the halo will take effect, causing the target individual to have unconditional trust and follow the holder. If the persuasion fails, the halo effect will be greatly weakened for the special individual.

Producer: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Item description:

[In the early morning of one day, the cuties in Eden District suddenly thought of creating a new creature to perform security work. They submitted a formal research report to me, although I had already left there. But I still think this is a terrible idea.

I know there are some pretentious fools out there who want to experience the feeling of being a Creator.

But I didn't stop them.

Because this is a world prepared for them, I don’t owe them anything anymore, and they also have the right to plan the future of their hometown. But in order to prevent them from getting distracted, I specifically asked the guys who stayed there to make this thing to ensure that things are as smooth as possible. There is a backup plan for bad situations.

Maybe I should be more prepared. After all, judging from my past experience, once someone starts claiming to be a god, disaster is already on the agenda.

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"I knew that your formation of an invincible army in the Fourth Black Disaster was not just based on your personal charm, Philip, you shameless guy! You really 'cheated'!"

Murphy slammed the irregular civilization slate in his hand. He looked at "Hogg", who also raised his head. Although it was still Hogg's ugly face, the unruly and unruly light shining in his eyes represented What exists in this body at this time is a wild consciousness.

Lian Tris couldn't understand what kind of posture the Bone Grinding King existed in Hogg's body, but Tris was sure that this was definitely not a simple "seizing of the body."

Because Hogg's soul did not suffer any harm, he was just suppressed at the consciousness level.

Faced with Murphy's sarcasm, the bone-gnawing king responded by raising its paws and making a gesture that was quite bad in the jackal culture. It let out a scolding laugh, sat in a boss posture, and said carelessly:

"They don't know your true identity, Mr. Murphy, but I do! But since you are "playing" so happily with these ignorant vampires, I won't expose you. Look at you, you have begun to tame them. She is her own slave girl.

Okay, okay, a big shot like you is qualified enough to enjoy your life as much as you want, even in this chaotic world, there is not much power that can stop you from doing what you want to do.

I'm nothing more than a pathetic security captain compared to you, so let's just talk about it.

You obviously need me to answer your questions now.

I will cooperate.

I will be very, very cooperative, but the premise is that you must let Hogg complete the authority binding of the civilized spokesperson immediately.

The gnoll civilization is in danger, and my people must have a messenger from the Creator to guide them correctly, otherwise a terrible fall will be around the corner, which is a result that I, the 'Son of Creation', cannot accept. "

"This is exactly what I have been planning. Hogg is the Jackal of my choice. I will help him to the end. You don't have to worry about this."

Murphy narrowed his eyes and stared at the Bone-Gripping King, as if to warn it not to say something it shouldn't say.

After looking into each other's eyes for a few seconds, he said:

"Tell me about you. Regarding your mysterious first half of your life, you deliberately erased your past. Did you not want people to know your origin? Hogg told me that you once said that you were in a place that did not belong to you. The times awaken.

So, you are a survivor of the ‘Era of Creation’? "

"Oh, you are more powerful than I thought."

The bone-gnawing king sat cross-legged on the ground. It had no respect for Murphy, the alpha administrator, and spread its claws and said:

"Yes, I come from the forgotten 'golden age', but I am not one of those pioneers. I am not qualified to do so. Since you have become the curator of the Swamp Exhibition Hall, I guess you already know Why were we jackals born?

We are security personnel by design, a biological weapon born into slavery.

This is a terrible fate.

But I don't hate the creators of the gnolls. Without them, we wouldn't be born.

However, the civilization lineage of the Jackals was not designed to be perfect from the beginning. Those servants of the Creator, those lucky guys living in the Eden District, also experienced the feeling of the Creator for the first time. Their hands were very fashionable, which led to the design. The first generation of Gnolls were terrible in every way.

Um.

I think you already know what I'm talking about.

A skinny gnoll like Hogg was the first generation of gnoll designed and manufactured by the Eden District. They called it the 'blueprint'. Such a creature lacking strength and majesty was obviously unable to serve as a security guard, so Eden The district quickly started the second phase of renovation, and this time it was very successful.

Based on the blueprint, the second-generation Jackal is taller, more ferocious, more obedient to orders, extremely durable, full of courage, and much more majestic in appearance. It is simply a perfect creation!

I also know that they programmed hound genes into our DNA to make us naturally loyal and need a master to lead us.

This isn't a bad thing.

However, after the second generation of Jackals, the idiots in Eden District were not satisfied. They were creators for the first time, so they arrogantly wanted to create perfect life.

What a bunch of greedy guys.

The third phase of the trial is on the agenda, and I, Philip, am the only living individual in the third phase of the trial who has reached the final stage. "

The Bone-Gnawing King once again let out the unique, mocking laughter of the jackals. It chuckled and said:

"I was given the name 'Perfect' before I was born, and they gave me the nickname 'Khan'! Apparently, they created a king for the gnolls, and they wanted me to rule them. Security was already in place. Responsible jackals.

But I hate the name they gave me!

I have my own intelligence, and I know I have personality. They made me so smart that I planned to give them a 'surprise' while I was still sleeping in the biological cabin.

But unfortunately, the Eden Zone was gone before I woke up. "

"Gone?"

Murphy's eyes widened and he asked:

"What does it mean to be gone? Why did the Eden District turn into the Dark Mountains now? Why is it that the memory of the Golden Age seems to have been erased in history? Tell me, Philip, what happened at that time?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

The Bone-Gnawing King curled his lips, showing a very human helplessness, and explained:

"As I said, I was still awake at that time. My knowledge of the Eden District and the origin and mission of the Gnolls was from the database of the Gnoll Civilization Museum.

My incubation cabin was hidden there, and the security level was very high, so I was very lucky to escape the unknown disaster.

I was frozen in time, and I should have died like that, but fate favored me. It knew that I still had a mission yet to be completed!

So more than a hundred years ago, a group of explorers who dared to enter the depths of the dark mountains woke me up. I opened my eyes in this world that did not belong to me, and then brutally killed those who dared to step in. Inferior creatures in the land of creation!

Not because I'm cruel by nature.

Rather, I am fulfilling my mission to protect the Land of Creation and the Eden Zone.

At the end of that killing, I realized that everything was gone. My past, my future, the meaning of my existence, everything was wiped out.

I almost went crazy, Sir Murphy. No, Sir Murphy!

real.

I was almost knocked down by the emptiness in my heart. I wandered around in the dark mountains and lived like a savage until I accidentally rescued a few people who were out hunting in the hands of a group of evil goatmen. The second generation jackal.

They were ignorant and regarded me as a god, and enthusiastically took me back to the Bone-gnawing Clan, which had only a few dozen people at the time. So that night, I got my own surname and my own spouse, and it was also in a boring game. During the sage time after the tasteless mating, I suddenly realized that the end of the golden age is actually not a bad thing!

My wise 'masters' have long since left this world, and the dog leash around our necks has long been broken.

We are free!

ha!

At that time, I finally remembered that I still had a mission to complete, yes! Those idiots who claim to be the Creator gave me the mission to lead the Gnolls, and I intend to fulfill my mission!

It only took me a week to lead the bone-gnawing king's warriors to easily conquer the weak gnolls in the surrounding area, and piece together information from their elders about the stupid failures of the past three black plagues.

I realized that the gnolls faced a struggle for the right to survive in the Dark Mountains!

They need a king who can lead them.

They need a ‘Khan’!

I had another epiphany. I returned to the Jackal Civilization Hall, where I found our civilization slate and completed the binding. I inherited the mission and responsibilities that I should have inherited, and became a commander-level Jackal of the Eden District Security Department. Captain of the people's brigade.

I successfully obtained the weapons and protective gear left to me by my masters, and also completed the evolution granted by the stone tablet.

I chose strength!

In this chaotic world, I must have the strength to lead my people.

Unfortunately, my makers raised me to be a warrior.

They didn't write many pieces of wisdom and strategy into my individual genes, and I was too immersed in power and conquest. By the time I realized that I might fail, the entire continent was already there without me noticing. Time to unite.

Well, I lost.

I underestimated this stupid era that was like a garbage dump. "

The Bone Grinning King shrugged.

But no more regret and loss could be heard in its voice. On the contrary, it said casually:

"I lost the fourth black disaster that I initiated. It's a pity. It was the last war in which the Jackal civilization could defeat the world. I lost. I feel that this was a punishment brought to me by fate because I violated my duty.

But it's not that hard to accept. You know, I should have been buried with the golden age, but I got a chance to live again. Although I only lived for a dozen years, I was really happy. !

I followed my inner choice and happily lived out the glorious and short life of the Bone-Gripping King. That feeling was really great! It’s definitely 10,000 times more enjoyable than the security captain I had worked for hundreds of years in the golden age!

It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. After all, being happy is the most important thing in life.

In the last moments of my life, I took my most loyal guards back to the place where the gnolls were first born.

You may not know it, but the first Gnoll was born in the underground living hall of the Swamp Restricted Area. It is our true origin and the common hometown of all Gnolls.

Believe it or not, the truth is that after my failure, I did not intend to use the power of the swamp forbidden land to make a comeback. I just wanted to close the ecological zone and let the guards I personally trained restart our civilization there. I wanted Give our hometown back to the gnolls of this era.

There is no future for them in the Dark Mountains!

This land is cursed, and they must return to their original homeland to develop a more advanced civilization.

Unfortunately, I have registered as a security captain in the Eden District, which prevents me from obtaining the management rights of the swamp restricted area. So in my final loss and prayers for my descendants, I sat on the visitor chair of the Land of Creation. He closed his eyes.

Just like when I opened my eyes in this era.

This can probably be regarded as a kind of fateful reincarnation. The son of creation will eventually return to the land of creation.

It was a mistake for me to wake up in an era that did not belong to me. I should have left with my masters. Fate, this shit, played tricks on me because it likes to see tragedies.

But after I died, I discovered how generous my masters were.

In order to create a perfect creature, they actually wrote some strange things into my genes and spirit. I couldn't understand the information, but those things protected my soul from dissipating and allowed me to resist the call of Hades.

Pooh!

Bullshit Hades!

There is no place for Hades in the destiny that the Creator created for this world!

They came here on their own initiative. Only those who work as dogs for the Creator deserve to be given out and have a mouthful of food in the material world. If the Creator had not accepted that precarious plane and incorporated it into his perfect blueprint, the so-called Hades would have been finished long ago. .

As a result, after the end of the Golden Age, those dogs started to tremble and dared to steal the power of the Creator and call themselves the Kingdom of Death.

I bother!

Disgusting thing, only the Creation Engine is where we, the true sons of Creation, should go. Chief Murphy, you will also go there after your misfortune, and luckily, my name is already on the register there. .

As long as you send me there, I can complete the last step in the life of the Son of Creation, return the power I gained to the great Creator, and personally contribute to the continuation of the perfect blueprint.

That's my last request, Chief Murphy.

Please take my soul home!

Let me rest in the wonderful destination designed for us by our Creator.

I don't belong to this era, and I don't want to be buried here.

This is my story, a loser's story, and I actually don't know much about other knowledge about the Golden Age, but if you still need it, I will definitely answer it seriously. "

"So, the truth about the Tablets of Civilization."

Murphy glanced at Tris beside him, who was busy writing and recording the story of the Bone-Gripping King. He laughed dumbly, then looked back at Philip and asked:

"Other than choosing a spokesperson, what is the use of this thing? Why does Dusk want to get it?"

"What they want is not the stone slab, they just want the 'contract of all living beings', sir."

Philip replied very seriously:

"You really asked the right person. This field is one of the work scopes of the Eden District Security Captain, so I probably know something about it. Only those individuals who have signed a contract with the Creator are qualified to approach the 'Heart of the World' Without being attacked, it is said that you need to have other high-level permissions to enter.

It is the eternal palace of the Creator, and it is said that the deepest mysteries of becoming a god and even the subspace are hidden inside.

Dusk is a believer in the subspace. They are the enemy of the Creator. They dare not approach the sacred place, so they can only take advantage of loopholes.

Once the slate of civilization is contaminated, the contract between all living beings will be transferred to them, and they will not have to fear the punishment from the Creator.

Yes, I've seen it with my own eyes.

I saw it with my own eyes just a few years before the Fourth Black Plague, right here in the Gray Desert.

That was the biggest mistake I've ever made in my life, Chief Murphy.

Regarding Dusk, I must confess that I told them about the first place of creation they found."