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Chapter 888 887. Three-Day Miracle·The Third Day of Decisive Victory - Additional update for the "Little Sheep" brothers【110】

Murphy no longer knew how many times he had swung the knife. At first, in order to keep his mind awake under the impact of blood thirst, he deliberately recorded this number, just like counting Tris when he couldn't sleep.

But after the record exceeded 10,000 times, Murphy didn't bother to remember.

Especially when the war at the Lord's Position advanced to the morning of the third day, Murphy didn't even bother to record the number of kills in his mind, which was the party's favorite thing to do.

There are too many jackals in front of us!

Especially on the frontal battlefield where the Black Calamity Army was hit hard in the past two days, no weak kobolds can be seen. Probably the opponent's Grand Overseer has realized that the Lord's position is not safe before killing Murphy. They might be captured, so while they were doing their best to attack the flanks of the position, the Jackals were constantly increasing their efforts to capture the flag and kill them.

In order to kill Murphy, all hunting electors near the central and western parts of the Maginot Line were mobilized.

They commanded Xu Gesen's personal guards and launched wave after wave of killing charges towards the front of Murphy's position in an attitude that did not care about casualties. Their attitude was so fierce that even Tris, who was guarding Murphy, was overwhelmed.

The main reason is that the meteorites in the sky are constantly falling. Let Tris use her superior spiritual power to solve these troubles in the sky, which is enough to consume the energy of the golden ones. The earth priests can also do this work, but the problem is the kobold attack underground. Someone needs to stop them, otherwise the continuous mad dog-headed artificial soldiers entering the position will be enough to cause big trouble.

But Kudel also made targeted arrangements for this.

Fifteen prototype dragoons were deployed around Murphy, forming a steel defense line that could move, counterattack, use a steel scythe to open the skull of a jackal, and shoot iron fist missiles. For Tris staying here, the value of this battlefield protection seems a bit too "luxury".

But it's necessary!

Kudel did not expect that Murphy would start the Silver Trial here, nor did he expect that after three days of high-intensity fighting with his black iron body, Murphy could still continue to slash people with a knife. The Governor's super endurance was very important to the command at this moment. Officially, it became an "unexpected surprise".

At this stage of the hard battle, Murphy, who has not left the frontal position for three days, has become a living and undefeated flag on this position, protecting the lord and allowing him to continue fighting for every soldier who can see him. It brings enough morale improvement to allow the soldiers to grit their teeth under heavy pressure and hold on until the next rotation.

The reason is always very simple. If even the Governor takes the lead and does not give up, then what reason do we, as mere pawns, have to languish in this critical moment?

This morale enhancement has a better effect on the fierce local militiamen under Flanders. Behind them is their homeland, and they are willing to fight here with their lords until the end of the world.

This incredible fighting atmosphere also affected the supporters on the position. For example, even though more than half of the roaring artillery position had been destroyed by meteorites, the remaining cannons were still firing under the command of Colonel Fraser.

The next head of the Cape family has excellent vision and judgment.

He knew very well that in this inextricable situation, whether the commander's order could be passed on was a question. For the soldiers on the position, as long as the heavy artillery behind them was still roaring, it meant that the place could still survive. Keep at it.

His fierce fighting here also represents the efforts of the Plantagenets in this war. They have shouldered so much that Colonel Fraser has refused the request of his guards to withdraw from the battlefield for the seventh time in a row.

He can't retreat!

Regardless of his status as a soldier, a commander, a loyal minister of the king, or even the leader of the Capet family, he could not leave here at this time, and the colonel had a premonition that this battle would be the most glorious of his military career. The proof is that it will most likely be the last battle of his military career.

If his old father knew that he was now half-stepping into hell, he would definitely send his old gold-level butler to take him back and chain him up immediately.

"Drive them out! Hold on until the next wave of undead is resurrected! Hold on! Don't retreat!"

On the flanks close to the central position, Brigadier General "Eagle Claw" Flanders was leading the fierce militiamen to drive the Jackals out of their trenches.

His militia group entered the position early this morning, but it has already suffered more than 30% damage in only six hours. The bloodiness of this position battle made the former Blood Servant Commander scream so outrageously that his voice was hoarse. The bandage on his arm was stained red with blood again, but Flanders had no time to feel the pain now.

Now he just wants to kill any jackals who dare to come over, and then find a place to rest.

Alas, if I had known that the People's Army came to me to support this level of trouble, I should have thought carefully before going out, but now that I have come, it will be impossible for him to retreat in despair.

Soldiers of the previous era always had old-school concepts and always considered a lot before going to war, but once they went to the battlefield, they only pursued one thing.

victory!

"The time is up, the front row retreats!"

While Flanders was cutting down the gnolls, he kept holding his pocket watch in his other hand. During the countdown, his hoarse roar made the militia shieldmen in the front row retreat in unison, while the musketeers behind increased their intensity. Firepower suppresses the enemy on the opposite side.

They all knew what was coming.

The cold wind soon blew, and the corpses with different forms of death at the feet beside each militiaman shook and "came" to life again in a horrifying manner. They made no sound, and the moment they got up, they It will drag its stiff body forward and pounce forward, forming a wall of corpses in this posture.

This is the spirit summoning ritual running on the battlefield. The fallen corpses will be summoned every ten minutes, and then they will be chopped down for the second time by the crazy jackals.

But these corpses can buy the militiamen time to change their defenses. The adjutant who has been prepared in the rear quickly leads a new group of soldiers into the "clean" position with only blood and no corpses. The tired soldiers go back through another road. Withdraw.

This process is very smooth, proving that this is not the first time such a move has happened.

However, Brigadier General Flanders, who was also tired, did not retreat. He just took the time to grab the meat buns handed by his guards and stuffed them into his mouth to chew a few mouthfuls. Then he sat on the blood-stained stone and drank the weird-tasting alchemical energy. He drank the potion in one gulp, and then cursed, "My burps now are all made of alchemical potion."

His eyes were bloodshot, but it was not yet time for him to go down and rest.

Looking back, I saw that the lord I had chosen to be loyal to and the noble Lord Blood Vulture were both fighting on the battlefield. I would be stabbed in the spine after I retreated home.

What's more, he was born a blood servant!

How can any blood servant watch his master fight while hiding and enjoying the peace?

Both the defensive and offensive sides have become red-eyed. Driven by the reasons why they cannot retreat, even a calm person like Kudel can only continue to increase the pressure on this position that has become the center of the storm.

The warriors on both sides were like pieces of two-colored meat that were constantly being fed into a meat grinder. Under the whirling blades, they were churned into strangely colored blood food and then given to the greedy eater named "The Lord of the Hunt."

But if you really want to calculate, Transia can still rely on the vampires' first embrace and blood contract to recover a little blood, while the gnolls' side is a pure war of attrition.

This also creates a rather darkly humorous result.

The regiment of the People's Army deployed on the Lord's position was almost wiped out when the defense statistics were changed early this morning. However, the number of members of the Blood Eagle Clan that replaced them soared from more than 4,000 to more than 20,000 and nearly 30,000 in three days. .

Not only the humans who died in the battle were pulled up to become vampires, but the elves and dwarves who died in the battle were not "wasted".

This kind of "traditional art" of vampires was naturally strongly protested by Elf Ranger Captain Demes, but at the moment, the matter is urgent. You see, Kudel is not "sentimental", so the elves should stop being pretentious.

What's more, Master Murphy swore that as long as he got the new source blood pool, he would free these unlucky people, so the elves could only hold their noses and admit it.

Calculated on average, this means that each vampire has about five more children. Even Kudel has a blood descendant like Lieutenant Mia.

Thinking from the perspective of evil, maybe this is what the top leaders of the Blood Eagle Clan want to see. But Tris can swear in the name of little Murphy that she has absolutely no such intention. As for Murphy

If this guy can even think a little bit logically now, that's a big win.

Murphy's eyes were red.

Even in the daylight, you can see the two penetrating red lights from the shadow cloak covering his whole body. Even if he doesn't use the scarlet secret energy, he is still covered in thick blood aura. This is the blood thirsty state being pushed to the next level. The "Scarlet Fury" state that only appears after reaching the extreme.

In the past, Murphy always restrained his blood-eating desire, but this time he chose to completely loosen his shackles.

Let the life perception that vampires depend on replace your eyes and senses to select the easiest enemies to defeat, and every movement of your body will follow this instinct to defeat enemies efficiently and thrillingly.

"Murphy! Wake up!"

Tris, who was hanging in mid-air and wielding a dazzling lightning spear to shatter meteorites at high altitude, took the time to look down. After seeing Murphy's current situation, the Scarlet Witch was filled with worry.

Murphy's Silver Trial has reached its third day, and his burning potential has reached its peak. If the fusion breakthrough of the complex ancestral power cannot be completed in the next few hours, then the energy that Murphy can use will be Slide down quickly until you get the ending of failed promotion.

That's definitely not what Murphy wants to see.

But the problem is that in this state, it is difficult for the handsome vampire to have a conversation with Trish even when she uses the power of desire to perceive Murphy. A little force when sensing Murphy's spirit with the flow of her soul may even lead to a counterattack from the other party.

Although Murphy was quickly suppressed by Murphy who had regained consciousness when the Sun Blade slashed at Tris's hand with the blood shadow, this also meant that his desire to attack was expanding uncontrollably.

This is dangerous.

Although one of the main themes of the Silver Trial is to tap into the origin of the most powerful bloodline, to be honest, this is too atavistic and is not a good thing.

However, Murphy's ability to push blood thirst to such a profound level proves that he still chose to use the vampire's original power as the core when merging his powers.

This makes Tris somewhat gratified. Using the vampire's fighting method of devouring life to replenish herself, coupled with the immortal characteristics she shared with Murphy, even in the current situation of being besieged for a long time, as long as she is not killed by one blow, Murphy can last longer by "breathing back blood".

Tris looked to the sky.

It was noon, but the sky was dark with no sunlight, as if it was covered with a layer of bloody light that made people very uncomfortable.

That is a phenomenon caused by the Lord of Hunting devouring "nutrients" too quickly in the material world. It can expand and materialize the normally invisible divine force field to such an extent, proving that this place is becoming a place where the Lord of Hunting has a close connection with the material world. .

Based on the Scarlet Witch's research on the mysteries of the gods, she can accurately judge that it is becoming increasingly difficult to purify this divine force field.

Of course, Tris isn't the only one who notices this.

"boom"

The explosion that sounded from the position below meant that the kobolds had dug through the ground again.

Those crazy engineers didn't even have time to send the explosives to the ground. They chose to detonate the moment the tunnel was dug through. The kinetic energy penetrating from the underground collapsed a large circle of trenches, killing a dragoon that was walking above. Pulled into the ground.

The area where Murphy was was also shattered and he fell to the ground.

However, in the next second, the blood wings expanded more than three times, allowing Murphy to step on the shell of the fallen dragoon and rise into the air in a flash, and then two huge red wings intertwined, with the wings as the wings. The knife rotated at high speed and cut into pieces the gnolls who came up from around him and wanted to take the opportunity to chop off his head.

He mobilized the scarlet secret energy to turn all the choking blood aura into flying spears. Just like the classic action of "Piercing the Lord", in the next moment, blood spears pierced out from the ground, and the general vampire surrounded fifty All lives in Minai are hung with "scarlet street lights".

If Murphy's sense of humor was still there, he might have called this hit "Capitalist's Scourge."

This blow emptied the accumulated blood aura and made Murphy temporarily awake for a moment. He activated the talent of the Tomb Sword Guard with a wave of his hand, summoning a huge number of wraiths from the corpses on the ground, howling and swarming around to help him stop the enemy. He summoned back George, who had turned into a "blood wolf", and Reifno, who had dug out at least hundreds of eyes, and asked them to protect him and let him breathe.

During this precious truce, Murphy raised his head. His eyes were still red, but his return to consciousness made Tris immediately come to the ground with a flash. She looked worriedly at Murphy who was about to speak, but was stopped by Murphy.

"You don't need to be here anymore. It's Kudel's turn. His melee style can better match mine to hold the front. Our tribune is also undergoing his own golden trial, although I don't know which path he is taking. Advanced route, but I think fighting here will definitely help him in the future.”

Murphy said hoarsely.

The voice was very cold and emotionless, which was a common problem in the blood thirsty state. When entering the blood thirsty state, the vampire's emotional fluctuations would be suppressed to a minimum to better hunt.

"You want me to leave you at this time?"

Tris shook her head and said:

"I also have to use psychic energy to counter the opponent's priest's spellcasting here, otherwise this position would have been destroyed by meteorites long ago. They ran out of enough explosives and resorted to the old method, but this old method is also very deadly."

"No, you have to go to the rear."

Murphy threw out the necessary evil and let the magic blade kill the enemy on its own. He also turned the Vientiane device into the guard floating cannon state and kept firing. He took advantage of this gap and said to Tris:

"Old Qin asked Knight Liwen to perform the divine purification of the Eastern Holy Spirit through the cement channel. She has been preparing in the rear for several hours, but Ao's purifying power has not yet arrived.

The Lord of Hunting's divine force field here cannot be any thicker. After all, this place is too far away from the ancient kingdom of Callum, and Liwen is not a true divine choice. Ao's power may only have one chance to be released through her hands.

I must ensure that that power is used at the most critical moment. Breaking the divine force field here has now become the most important task. If the Lord of Hunting does not stop absorbing nutrients, these gnolls will continue to go crazy.

You are the person I trust the most!

I can only leave this task to you, Tris. "

He stretched out his hand and touched Tris's long hair with the blood-colored cold light gauntlet. He whispered:

"Go ahead and shoulder your responsibilities as the second dog in the development team"

"Well, you can still make such a vicious joke about the development team. It seems that you are still far from losing your mind."

Tris snorted and said:

"How is the progress of power fusion? How long will it take? I have never seen anyone's silver trial take as long as yours in the power fusion stage."

"It's almost there. I eliminated some less perfect interpretations but kept the original concept."

Murphy held the five fingers of his left hand empty, and used the blood aura to gather a slender psychic cross-blade sword. His figure flashed forward, and like a phantom, he attacked and killed a jackal pierced by Necessary Evil more than ten meters away. The man flashed back in the next moment, put away the sword in his hand, and said:

"Now that the conceptual structure has been sorted out, the next step is to pile up boring entries. Give me some more time. My warriors have six hours to return to Transia. I will try my best to complete the power improvement of the mainline NPCs before they come back. "

"Okay, then be careful."

Tris left a kiss on Murphy's forehead, turned around and used a teleportation spell to send herself directly to the back of the position.

The details of the knife skills that Murphy showed just now were frightening. From them, she could distinguish the Shadow Walkers of the Thorn Clan and the Blood Hunting Tactics of the Blood Terror Clan. It may also be mixed with some messy skills provided to Murphy by the players. The experience of using it is supplemented by the piercing of the blood vulture swordsmanship and the flickering assault of the shadow elves' changing dark steps.

What a hodgepodge!

Well, to use Murphy's own words to describe it, this situation should probably be called a suture monster.

Sew!

You can sew them all!

As Tris quickly walked towards the ceremony behind the battlefield that was communicating with the Eastern Holy Spirit, she thought in her mind that if enough stitches could allow Murphy to gain the power to lead Transia to fight against all odds, then her little cutie would He probably sewed all the power he saw into his own hands without any hesitation.

After all, becoming the perfect Stitch is an amazing talent in itself.

"When will the power of the Holy Spirit come?"

Cuisi stepped forward and stood in front of the ceremony that shimmered with azure clouds and water. She asked the Knight Liwen who was half kneeling there. The latter opened one eye, revealing the jasper-like eye-catching snake eyes.

she.

No, He said:

"I have arrived here. I am just waiting for the Hall of Heroes to be opened so that the fire of purification can wash away the filth."

Tris was stunned for a moment, then immediately bent over and responded with a respectful tone:

"Welcome to you, Holy Spirit Heavenly Lord, your presence will make this place flourish."

At this moment, Tris was madly complaining that her little Murphy was so proud. She thought she would ask the Holy Spirit from the East to give her divine power this time, but she didn't expect that when Murphy shouted, the Holy Spirit actually "descended" over.

With Liwen Knight's "half-dragon girl" status, it is definitely impossible to perfectly guide the will of the Holy Spirit. In other words, Ao brought his own dry food and came to help his little Murphy.

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