My players are so fierce

Chapter 944 943. The starting point of bloodline and the end point of destiny

Murphy quickly got Natalie's report.

He and Tris urgently interrupted their Cadman City holiday and rushed back to the Maginot defense line. The druids moved very quickly. Almost at the same time that Murphy returned, Hugerson's warg and the warg it left behind for Mo Fei's letter was also sent here.

Ms. Bonny personally escorted her. When she saw Murphy and Natalie, she reported:

"The wolf's spine was brutally broken. The person who attacked it didn't want it to die happily just to torture it. Judging from those wounds, it was probably Hugersen's own hands. But based on Xugersen's previous performance The love and cherishment for this warg is unlikely to be due to its will.

Therefore, it can be basically judged that the information described in this letter is true.

Hugersen's body has been taken away by the Lord of the Hunt, and it is leading the last tens of thousands of gnoll thugs to rush wildly towards the restricted area of ​​the swamp. "

"Where did they go?"

Murphy raised his eyebrows in surprise, and Tris next to him also looked surprised.

According to the predictions of the two men, it is a high probability event that the Lord of the Hunt seizes Hugersen's body, but the most likely option it will choose is to break out to the Genoa Peninsula and try to seize control of the jackals there to establish an earthly heaven for the evil god. Not to stay in the filthy swamp and wait to die.

As a result, the Hunting Lord made a decision that was beyond prediction, which made Murphy curious about what this guy wanted to do.

He first took the animal skin that had been cleaned. The dog-like handwriting on it could definitely be written by Xu Gesen, but this piece of animal skin was definitely not written recently. Judging from the wear and tear of the animal skin, it was The letter has been saved for some time.

Murphy looked at the letter.

It is short, but the information revealed is not simple.

"His Excellency Murphy, Governor of Transia, personally declares:

When you read this letter, I have most likely lost myself and been taken away by the Lord of the Hunt. The moment I accepted Lord Philip’s suggestion and became the Chosen One, I knew that this ending was likely to happen. .

This is also the ending I planned for myself.

If this letter is delivered to you, it means that the black plague army I command has failed. Please kill them as much as possible. The jackals who can follow me here are die-hard loyalists to the Lord of the Hunt, no matter how they treat civilization. For the gnolls, they are both hopeless cancers.

On the battlefield a few days ago, I have confirmed that you have the ability to suppress the evil god. So inviting you to be my executioner when I die will ensure with the highest probability that the evil god will die on the spot.

Therefore, please be more decisive when taking action.

After capturing Shadow Valley, I plan to use it as a hiding place for the old, weak, women and children of the Splitclaw clan. I will select a qualified warlord who has not been poisoned by the Lord of the Hunt to manage and protect them.

After my death, these people of the Splitclaw clan should be brought under the administration of Lord Wise Wolf. This is the order of the last warchief of the Splitclaw clan.

This letter is proof!

At the end, I want to say something apologetic to express my apology for the damage we gnolls have caused to the civilized camp in the past hundreds of years, but I realize that this complicated history will not disappear just because of my one or two words of apology, so I can only die as the last Gnoll villain, and leave the rest to those who come after me.

Xianlang seems to be a smart enough character. He may be able to think of some more effective ways. If you see this letter, please tell Xianlang for me and ask him to take good care of my wife and my children.

——

Xugesen, the warchief of the Splitclaw clan, on the battlefield in Shadow Valley. "

"This should have been written after it was defeated by me the first time."

Murphy handed the letter in his hand to Tris.

General Kudel and Maxim who arrived were also able to see this "suicide note" from the God's Chosen Warlord, which greatly subverted Xu Gesen's image in their hearts, but for those who had already guessed This letter is the last piece of evidence.

The offensive and defensive battle used to prove the Maginot Line was a planned "harmless treatment" of the Jackal thugs carried out by Hugersen in cooperation with Murphy.

"The only divine choice of the Lord of Hunting is actually the biggest traitor under his command. This is really the craziest betrayal and the biggest piece of black humor in this century."

Ms. Lenia sighed after reading the letter, and everyone in the entire command post nodded to this conclusion.

But Murphy did not participate in the discussion.

He crouched down and looked at the bruised Warg Death Claw in front of him. This guy had previously received the gift of power from the Lord of Hunting with Xu Gesen, but now all of its hunting power had been taken away by the cruel god. Let it return to the posture of an ordinary warg.

The Lord of the Hunt's mistreatment of it was not just to disgust Xu Gesen. The guy must be very weak, and even the divine power of a warg would have to be completely wiped out.

Murphy learned animal language communication from Avalon's blessing very early. He stretched out his hand, placed it on Deathclaw's forehead, and asked:

"Do you have any information you can provide me? As a companion who grew up with Xu Gesen, it treats you just like a biological brother. If you give me enough information, I may be able to make its death less painful. "

"I have nothing to say."

Deathclaw whimpered. This self-identification made Murphy subconsciously glance at George lying not far away. If he remembered correctly, the stupid wolf also used this self-title in their first conversation with Murphy.

So, you canine creatures really deserve a beating!

"Where is the Lord of the Hunt? Does it show any characteristics worthy of attention?"

Murphy asked again, Deathclaw thought for a moment and said:

"That's a madman! A complete madman. After it took Xu Gesen's body, it spent a full thirty minutes scolding you vampires with poor vocabulary. It has no sense or majesty that a god should have.

but

But the guy was out for a trip.

I don't know who it ran to meet, but when it came back it had a set of steel armor on it, just like yours, an evil vampire. "

"Huh? Someone gave the Lord of Hunting a set of power armor as a gift? And then he decided to go to the Forbidden Swamp?"

Murphy blinked, Deathclaw nodded and said:

"Its previous idea was to lead the jackals to break out to the west and go to the Genoa Peninsula to establish an evil kingdom of its own. But after returning, it gathered a large army and headed for the swamp forbidden area."

"I understand, it seems that Dusk has given it a condition that is enough to make the gods tempted."

Murphy nodded. He had roughly guessed the whole story, and then it was time to stage a massacre in the forbidden area.

It's rare that the cruel evil god is so understanding, even saving the time of cleaning up the mess for Murphy. With the defensive power of the swamp restricted area and the assistance of the giant snakes, this army of thugs can't even think of leaving a single person alive!

The vampire also had a rather unique sense of déjà vu at this moment.

A hundred years ago, when the Bone-Gnawing King suffered a defeat, Philip chose to go to the swamp restricted area to end his life. A hundred years later, when its descendants suffered the same defeat, they did the same thing under the interference of the evil god. Almost identical choices were made.

It can only be said that fate is really magical, and it will always give onlookers a hard life in all the unimaginable details.

"I know everyone is tired."

Murphy stood up and said to the people behind him:

"But Xu Gesen has sent us the final invitation to kill the gods. If we don't respond, we will let down that guy's hard work. Due to the special nature of the swamp restricted area, I don't want too many people to go there, so Kudel!"

"exist!"

Kudel immediately straightened his back and waited for the order.

"Invite the commanders above the brigadier general in each defense area of ​​the Maginot Line to assemble, and each of them will bring a hundred guards with me to the restricted area to meet the enemy!"

Murphy said in a deep voice:

"They all participated in this fierce battle, and they are qualified to witness the final defeat of the Hunting Lord and the Jackal."

"Murphy!"

Tris immediately spoke to persuade:

"The situation in that place is special, so we'd better not let outsiders in."

"Tris, the Black Disaster is over, but we will not stop in this victory forever. The real enemy is still hidden in the shadows, and the rulers of the countries have not yet understood the significance of the Creator's legacy to this world. .”

Murphy held Tris's hand and explained:

“This is an opportunity to convey the power of the Creator and His protective will to other countries through the eyes of these generals. Not only do we have the ruins of the Creator here, but there are also Nordtov, and there is a high probability that the Kingdom of Plantagenet also exists.

Instead of waiting for dusk to secretly steal the treasures of our ancestors, it would be better for me to lift this veil.

I am the chosen one of the Creator, but I will not be so stingy that I will not share this power with others, especially in this era of chaos.

The things He left behind were not just for me. Now everyone on the continent is His child, and they must also learn to protect themselves from the threats of dusk and subspace.

After all, this is not my own war! It is not a situation that Transia can handle alone. "

Tris bit her lip.

As for the Scarlet Witch's thinking, she hopes that all the good things in the world will be exclusively enjoyed by her little Murphy. After all, the monopoly of power and knowledge can bring him great benefits. However, Murphy is the same as before. , it took no effort to convince her.

"Okay, as the assistant to the curator, I agree."

Tris said with a straight face:

"But they can't enter the surveillance room or my bedroom, which is a place that belongs only to the two of us."

"I won't let them in. The Creator's legacy is all over the world. If you want to see the truth, you have to find it yourself. I just lift the veil and I won't be stupid enough to give my things to them."

Murphy shrugged and said:

"Letting the players participate is a warm-up for the next expansion pack 'Legacy of the Creator'. They have always wanted to see it anyway. So, let's take action, everyone! Let us end it completely in the territory of the Creator. Enemies of the Creator!”

Everyone immediately turned around and left to spread the news. Tris was given the task of going to the Mossy Valley to bring all the players back. Murphy was also preparing to go to the swamp restricted area to complete the battle preparations.

However, when he took a step forward, the death claws lying on the ground unable to move bit his trouser leg with difficulty.

"You want to go too?"

Murphy lowered his head and glanced at the pitiful warg. The latter did not answer, but his face full of wounds was full of prayers. It was worried about Hugersen. If Hugersson was destined to die today, Deathclaw hoped that he could be with him. Beside him.

"Okay, you need to go into the biological cabin for treatment."

Murphy stared at it and said:

"I hope your good brother Xu Gesen can knock some good things from Dusk. After all, the cost of starting this thing is quite expensive."

——

"boom"

A guard turret that slid rapidly along the track and continuously sprayed out fire like cutting wheat, killing the oncoming gnoll thugs, exploded. The Lord of the Hunt, holding a warhammer, enjoyed the pleasure of destruction.

It raised its legs protected by power armor and kicked the turret with sparks coming out, completely overturning it.

"Bah, the Creator's crap!"

The Lord of the Hunt cursed.

Because of the psychological shadow brought about by the previous strike of God's Scepter, this guy is now full of malice towards everything related to the Creator.

It raised its head in the background of tens of thousands of gnolls howling and rushing into the restricted area of ​​​​the swamp, looking at this isolated place. There used to be an energy matrix to protect the surroundings, but this time the matrix has been closed. , like an invitation to "please enter the urn".

That was Murphy's provocation.

In response, the Lord of Hunting just wanted to respond with a cruel sneer. It had already thought about how to deal with that annoying bastard vampire for a while.

But he soon noticed Xu Gesen who had been silent since entering the restricted area.

The evil god picked up the thunder-splashing war hammer and strode forward in the swamp. He didn't care about the gnoll thugs around him who were constantly being knocked to the ground by chemical expellers. Their death would make him in this place. Field becomes even more powerful in the decisive battle with Murphy.

In that war-torn background, intertwined with death and killing, it asked:

"Traitor, don't you have nothing to say? Are you so silent that you are thinking about how to flatter me and beg me to let your people live in the future?"

"No, my god, I know that your will cannot be changed. I know that no matter how much I pray, I can't change my miserable fate. My silence at this time is just admiring this land."

Xu Gesen responded with a tired hoarse voice:

"You may not care, but in fact, in the last era, the first Jackal was born here. This is the starting point of the destiny of all Jackals."

"so what?"

The Lord of the Hunt scolded:

“I don’t even care where you come from!

This swamp may have some strange symbolic meaning to you, but it has nothing to do with my birth.

To me, this is just the fortress left by the coward of the Creator in this world. I will destroy it, set it on fire, and burn it to declare war on the Creator! "

"Yes, yes, you don't care about that at all, all you want is the things you care about."

Xu Gesen responded casually:

"On this issue, we have nothing in common, so please ignore my appreciation and nostalgia at this time, and give a soul destined to die a tragic death the last bit of humble freedom."

"Humph, you are quite self-aware. If you serve me honestly from the beginning, I guess I will favor you very much."

The Lord of the Hunt sneered.

Hugersen showed little interest in responding.

It was just immersed in the perception of observing this mysterious and distant swamp through its eyes. From the King of Bone Grinders, it knew the entire process of the birth of the Jackal. As a descendant, it had reached the birthplace of civilization with its own feet. .

It's like a less formal pilgrimage.

It's more like a moth rushing towards the flame, knowing that it will die in the light but still persisting. Maybe it is just disgusted with the coldness of the darkness and wants to feel a touch of warmth in the burning flames.

No matter what, I will die here, ending my short but extraordinary life at the source of my bloodline. I don’t know how I will be described in the history of the Jackals compiled by Xian Lang in the future.

"he came!"

The Lord of the Hunt roared and raised his war hammer high, roaring in battle towards the figure standing on the mountain at the end of the swamp restricted area in front of him.

"Yeah, he's here."

Xu Gesen also breathed a sigh of relief.

The moment it saw Murphy and his Warmaster armed forces appearing, all its worries dissipated.

Maybe this is the charm of that handsome vampire.

He will never disappoint those who have expectations of him, even his enemies.

Amidst the weird buzzing, the closed swamp restricted matrix restarted at this moment, and the hexagonal blue hemispherical shield grew like an inverted bowl, completely blocking the place.

The crazy gnoll thugs were trapped in this already formed octagonal iron cage. The giant snakes carrying players and soldiers into the battlefield were roaring. The heavily armed automatic soldiers also stepped out of the containment warehouse, and the generals stepped on Walking into the battlefield expressionlessly on the muddy water.

At the top, Murphy grabbed a strange "lance" and looked at the red power armor tearing through the mud and water and charging towards him.

He knew from the beginning that one day he would have to deal with these strange supernatural beings. Although it would come earlier than he expected, fortunately, he was already prepared.

Come on then.

In this sacred land, let's bring this war to a successful end with a battle of steel.