My players are so fierce

Chapter 646 645. Lord Murphy is full of energy in action in the Silver Trial!

After dawn, the surviving Transian players were actively clearing the tunnels left by the kobolds on the second and third defense lines.

Although these tunnels are not as complicated as the tunnels dug by the ratmen that they encountered before, there are no less than ten forks in each position on average, and there are many kobolds and jackals who are too late to escape hiding in them.

The shield dwarf captain sent by Lord Heather issued a cleanup mission.

This should be a very dangerous job, because in the dark tunnels, even the elves with the sharpest senses may be attacked by prepared jackals or kobolds, and it is not very convenient for human beings to move in the tunnels.

Therefore, the followers of the Blood Alliance are not very willing to take this job. Their commander is more inclined to ask the earth priests to come over and directly blow up these harmful tunnels, but the Transians do not refuse anyone who comes.

Chenlong and Haizhu asked the shield dwarf captain about the rewards for this mission. After learning that as long as he cleared a tunnel, he could get several sets of dwarf chain armor, and that the shield dwarf provided trench guns and bullets for free, he immediately summoned his current There are seven or eight brothers who enter the game plus a group of newbies who want to "get rich."

Then, under the stunned gaze of the Hu Congjun, these guys with high morale rushed into the tunnel with crude weapons.

That gesture didn't look like he was accepting a life-threatening job, but rather like he was taking advantage of him.

The brain circuits of the Transians are really difficult to understand. The wise men on the battlefield have given up trying to explore their thoughts. However, even the most arrogant subordinates and even the official members of the Blood Alliance clan have to admit that they are His courage and willpower are truly impressive.

In addition, Captain Lenia, who was ordered to go to Transia to support the battle, finally returned to the blood alliance clan sequence in a low-key manner.

She thought she would be sent back to the second lord, but she didn't expect that Lord Heather would directly detain her in the name of "the lack of excellent commanders in Black Flame Pass" and give her a series of strange tasks.

It’s strange because these tasks are all simple, easy and meritorious actions.

Generally, we will refer to these tasks as "gilding mode" or "merit grinding mode" for short.

Lenia is not stupid at all.

She immediately realized that this must be some kind of preferential treatment obtained by Lord Murphy with the help of his influence. The purpose was to enhance her reputation among the blood alliance clans and finally obtain the recognition and generous release of Lord Paying.

Lord Murphy did this not only because Transia needed a ranger general, but also because Lord Murphy valued his "scandalous boyfriend" General Maxim.

The upright Arch Knight wanted to scold this behavior of giving and receiving in private, but she couldn't say no when she thought of His Excellency Maxim's many attempts to stay in private.

But Leonia also knew that it was impossible for her to get into the eyes of Lord Paying just by relying on these "gilded tasks".

If she wants to win a jar of source blood for herself, she must make real achievements, and that is not something that Murphy or Maxim can intervene in. Alas, in this chaotic and helpless era, even in the name of love, you must first win the test before you are qualified to get close to that beautiful thing.

Of course, the arrangement for Ms. Lenia was just something Murphy did casually.

There wasn't much he could do for this lady, and most of it still depended on her and Mark's efforts. Although the battle at Black Flame Pass was temporarily over, Murphy's own actions were still unfolding.

To be precise, it was Murphy's private operation and did not involve the overall strategy and specific tactics of the entire Yamaguchi position.

Lord Heather made up his mind to regain the first line of defense on his own. How clever Murphy was. After realizing the determination of the dwarf Lord, he smoothly disappeared from the front battlefield. He was currently engaged in a white war. "Hunting" under the sun.

"Well, these guys are really arrogant. They always think that there is no need to hide due to the strength of the people. They always think that when a black disaster occurs, the entire continent will make way for them. How stupid and arrogant."

At this time, the vampire governor hiding in a tree held the mechanical version of Dark Night Good Luck in his hand, aiming in a standard kneeling position, and locked onto a group of jackals who were charging forward hundreds of meters away.

These guys are not ordinary.

The leader rode a majestic black warg, and the armor of the clan warlord was extraordinary.

The eight Jackals around them were all elites, followed by barbarian hunters and even a hunting priest. The standard battle formation allowed these nine elite Jackals to retreat unscathed in the face of more than five times the number of enemies.

Murphy chased all the way from the defeated soldiers at Black Flame Pass. He was like a seasoned hunter who finally locked onto a "big fish" worth taking action.

In Murphy's scope, he could see a blood-stained wolf claw on the flag placed behind the opponent's warg. The claw was extremely conspicuous with a sharp blade. This was the emblem of the Splitclaw clan.

It proved that the silver elite warlord in front of him was one of the forward commanders of the Splitclaw clan.

The attack on Black Flame Pass last night definitely had its share of "credit".

Of course, Murphy had no enmity with this guy, and the reason why he was eyeing this jackal was not because this guy was traveling in an arrogant manner, it was purely a "system mission."

His Silver Trial requires him to independently hunt down more than five Silver Elites and drink their blood. Is there any more suitable scenario to complete this task than the Black Disaster?

"boom"

Murphy simulated the explosion of a bullet with his mouth and casually pulled the trigger.

The burning gold-tipped bullets loaded into the entity were made by Lao Feilun himself. In addition, the good luck of the night drew Murphy's spiritual energy pool and added corrosive dark night spiritual energy to it, allowing the bullets to accelerate to the chemical state in an instant. To the point of making black light.

The hunting priest in the nine-man team sensed the danger, but as soon as the remote invalidation totem was taken out, its wolf-headed head exploded.

This guy has bad luck, and Murphy has good luck.

This bullet is attached with the special effect of [Penetrating Heavy Hit], killing instantly with one hit!

The headless corpse fell to the ground amidst the screams of the worgs. The other gnolls did not stop galloping and scattered on the spot. They formed a hunting formation amidst the roar of the Silver Overseer and pounced in the direction of the bullets.

This kind of reaction and this kind of response fully proves the Black Disaster Jackal's superb qualities and powerful mind.

Compared with them, the gnolls of Transia are so weak that they don't look like the same creature.

The distance between the two sides is less than 700 meters. It can be crossed in a few minutes at the full sprint speed of an elite warg. This is still a high-speed moving target. For Murphy, a vampire who does not have a hunter profession, he wants to make another attack after being weakened during the day. The results are very difficult.

But the problem is that Murphy has never concealed the fact that he is a "hanger".

Heaven speeds up, open!

The star realm is slow, open!

Two states, one fast and one slow, were turned on at the same time. When Murphy entered super-speed movement, the three fastest barbarians and their wargs were forced into a desperate situation of "high ping and sluggishness".

The Vampire Governor even had time to adjust to a standing shooting position on the branch, and then three bullets were fired at the same second, forcing the moving target to be used as a fixed target. The results were naturally gratifying.

Even if ordinary pointed bullets hit the skull of a gnoll, it would be difficult to achieve a fatal kill, but if it hits the eyes, it will definitely be fine.

No matter how hard the head of a ferocious jackal is, his eyeballs must be soft.

By the way, why didn't those servants of the Creator modify the weaknesses of their eyes when they were making biological modifications for the gnolls? For example, it would be cool if the gnolls could shoot lasers from their eyes, right?

This nonsensical idea floated in Murphy's mind. The next second, the six seconds of acceleration and deceleration were actively canceled, and the bodies of the three barbarians were thrown out from behind the warg who suddenly regained speed.

There are still five gnolls and nine wargs, so the enemy still has a numerical advantage.

"Whoosh"

Amidst the sharp whistles, the alpha wolf George and the spiritual vulture Reifno jumped out from the astral vortex behind Murphy at the same time. George arrogantly bumped into the body of the wolf in front of him, and the two giants collided to give up their seats. The wolf howled.

George is an astral creature with natural resistance to physical attacks. Moreover, it is now a lone wolf with full aggression. It can easily deal with several dogs tamed by jackals, and it directly inherits one-third of Murphy's attributes. The value of Reifno is even more incredible.

This spiritual vulture rarely has a chance to take action, but its ferocity has not disappeared at all.

The moment the standard death fly landed, a warg's eyeballs were forcefully pulled out, and the attack was extremely brutal.

George and Reifno both appeared, how could the necessary evil that likes fighting against others be so little?

The demonic sword screamed and turned into black light, shuttling back and forth in the forest. As Murphy's strength improved and it drank more and more blood essence, the fierce sword also regained some of its former power. Its three stages of acceleration allowed The black sword light was drawn out as the sharp blade flew, whistling and piercing the bodies of the jackal hunters who drew their bows and took aim.

It's not that necessary evils can't be killed, but the demon sword knows very well that its user needs these wounds to practice the ancestral power of the scarlet secret energy.

Murphy had already entered the battlefield under the cover of the shadow cloak. The chain sword in his hand was rotating at high speed, and he was slashing back and forth with the two-handed weapon moves in the Midnight Killer swordsmanship. As the scarlet secret power improved in the killing, he could no longer No need to use hands as casting props anymore.

Like a halo effect, all the blood within thirty feet of Murphy was mobilized by him.

Those scarlet things were driven out of the wounds as if they had betrayed their masters, gathering around Murphy like a scarlet storm. One-fifth of them were drank to gather blood energy, and the rest were all shaped into A scarlet blade spinning at high speed.

While Murphy chopped off the warg's head with his chainsword, he let those flying blades pierce the nearest gnoll hunter into a ball of mud.

This is the use of Adele's ancestral power, Crimson Storm.

Murphy doesn't know this, but he can simulate it and learn it.

The power of ancestors must be more suitable for your fighting style, but Murphy is not in a position to be picky now. He cannot remain an unyielding black iron when all his players have completed the Silver Trial.

Although no player will underestimate him because of this, Governor Murphy also wants to save face.

"boom"

The jackal's battle ax struck Murphy hard on the back, but the fatal blow of the sneak attack was in vain.

In the dark steps and the silky little combo of the Night Bat's charge, the Jackal Overseer watched Murphy in front of him turn into a flying bat and dissipate, and realized that something was wrong. When it turned back, his last guard also Murphy, who emerged from behind while being restrained by the Midnight Grip, slashed his head with a sword.

The brutal chain sword cuts through flesh and bones like tearing pieces of paper, and the scene of blood flying everywhere is also extremely impactful.

"The blood of cruelty cannot be wasted like this."

The headless corpse was still restrained in the air, but the blood that gushed out from the torn neck was gathered in the palm of his hand by Murphy's left hand. He held the blood ball and looked at the silver jackal warlord standing in front of him among the corpses.

In the background of the two facing each other, the wargs were being brutalized by George and Reifno.

"The Governor of the Transians salutes you, Lord Warlord of the Splitclaw clan. My realm is wailing and begging me to serve as its tax collector and collect the blood taxes owed by you during the four black plagues on its behalf. That's quite a fortune. Astronomical figures.

We don't have time to waste, let's settle the blood debts one by one! "

The vampire lord was suspended in the air, released the chain sword, and the thing that stopped rotating was plunged into the ground and inserted there. This thing was too heavy and difficult to maneuver, and it was not easy to use when challenging powerful enemies in 1V1.

Murphy is not a berserker who faces confrontation and wins with force.

He had a better choice. He opened and closed the five fingers of his right hand, and the roaring demon sword Necessary Evil was grabbed into the palm of Murphy's hand with dignity.

Murphy looked at the Jackal Overseer who was holding a bone battle ax in front of him. He smiled shyly, put the blood ball in his hand to his mouth and took a sip. When he raised his head again, his eyes were filled with frightening scarlet.

Blood thirst.

open!

Although it is not that Midnight cannot awaken the more brutal Night Claws, the fight has reached this point and there is no need to watch the rest of the battle.

When Murphy released the remaining 9 seconds of the heavenly acceleration effect, the Silver Elite Warlord was left with only one arm, and then another 9 seconds of astral slowness was released. He was stuck at the moment when the effect ended. It was necessary The Evil also cheered and inserted it into the heart of the fallen Overseer, and began to swallow the blood of power in big mouthfuls.

Murphy still maintains his shabby respectability.

He flapped his wings and landed on the ground. He stretched out his hand very reservedly to draw out the blood essence of the warlord. After tasting it, he wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.

What he wants is an elegant style, which is the persona he has been trying to maintain.

A few minutes later, George, who was covered in blood, held a Warg Heart in his mouth and placed it at Murphy's feet, as if he wanted to invite Murphy to taste the "raw delicacy" that was rare in the dark mountains.

But Murphy curled his lips, waved his hand and said:

"Take it back and give it to your harem of female wolves to taste. Let them be strong enough to bring you a litter of pups after the spring. I also hope that your children will become the 'rare elites' of Transia. "

"boom"

Another full heart was dropped from the air and hit George on the head.

Reifno folded his wings and landed on Murphy's raised left arm. The griffon elegantly combed its translucent feathers with its sharp beak, as if it didn't bother to play with a "bumpkin" like George.

That arrogant attitude was exactly the same as when Murphy was showing off just now. He was really a bird raised by different people.

"Let's go and find another victim."

Murphy waved his hand and let his pet take off to find the target, while he bent down to pick up the drops of these jackals. As expected, no one can be handsome 24 hours a day. A handsome guy like Murphy is sticking his butt out to pick them up. It also becomes grounded when I equip it.

But soon, Reifno brought a "guest".

Amidst the sharp neighing, a handsome and elegant scarlet falcon fell from high altitude, being chased by a griffon, and landed accurately on Murphy's shoulder.

This little bird is very smart, and its slutty owner also prepared a rather exquisite scarlet armor for the little bird, with sharp adamantine claws on its claws, making it as gorgeously dressed as a falcon knight on an expedition.

Just by looking at the appearance of this bird, you can tell who raised it.

As the saying goes, people can raise different birds!

Murphy curled his lips, stretched out his hand to extract some blood essence from the corpse next to him, and fed it to the vampire-turned-falcon, and then removed the blood drop-type blood crystal hanging from the opponent's neck.

Holding it in his hand and injecting spiritual energy, the bust of Rose Knight Palano appeared in front of him.

"Murphy, Wise Wolf has arrived in the valley of the Plague Clan, but the situation has changed slightly. You may have to come there in person."

"Um?"

Murphy frowned and said in surprise:

"Can't Hogg's wisdom still deal with a clan that has lost its leader?"

"It can do it. It showed me several options and I was convinced."

Palano whispered:

"But the Plague Clan is in trouble. The Splitclaw are 'recruiting' them. Dusk is suspected of being involved. Well, that's putting it mildly. Hogg has a new idea. It needs to meet with you now to perfect it. According to our strategy, our current location is not too far from the Black Flame Pass, but where Xian Lang wants to go next, we have to go deep into the Dark Mountains.

This may be our last meeting in the near future.

In addition, the Bone-gnawing King suggested that we take a trip to the territory of the Broken Tooth Clan. Hogg was a little undecided and said that it needed the assistance of higher-level wisdom. "

"Emmmm, it seems that most of the wise wolf's blessings are flattering. I'm really worried about the future of the Jackal. I will get there tomorrow night, don't act in a hurry."