Chapter 155: 154 Woo Hoo, Missy’s Exclusive Plotline Actually Has a
Chapter 155 154. woo hoo, missy exclusive plot line actually has a second half?
Item Name: Cold Tooth – Classic Noble Ceremonial Sword
Quality: Standard – Juggernaut
Trait: Extraordinary Piercing – Superior Swiftness – Superior Spiritual Energy Enhancement – Cold Winter Essence Enchantment
Special Effect: Each time this item strikes a target, there is a high probability that it will apply a [Frozen Deceleration] effect to the target, which can be cumulative. After this effect is triggered three times, the target will be completely frozen and subjected to the [Suffocating Cold] status.
Current Binders: Andrei Alexei Romanov-Torreidze
Crafted by: Seleucus Koda, Special Master Forge of the Royal House of Nordtov
Item Description:
This sword is a tribute and imitation of the Holy Wolf’s Tooth, the sword of Boris the Hero, the founding monarch of the Kingdom of Nordtorf, and is a tribute to the fact that Her Majesty, the ‘Wolf Lady’, Angelina Alexeevna Toreze, has become a member of the Royal House of Nordtorf, and a member of the Royal Family. It was also a gift given to her followers by Her Majesty, Angelina Alexeevna ‘Wolf Woman’ Normanov, when she became the Queen of all the Nords.
Each of the Cold Tooth Blades was owned by a prominent member of the Nordoff Court.
The political symbolism embedded in this sword has far exceeded its existence itself, but that does not stop the sword from remaining a fine piece of weaponry, just a hair’s breadth short of a top-notch work of war art forged from steel.]
“This should theoretically be the first Juggernaut-class weapon I’ve ever struck with my own hands, right?”
Murphy stroked the luxurious hilt of the Cold Tooth Blade, feeling the eerie chill coming from the weapon.
His heart was quite satisfied, even though he already possessed a miraculous artifact like Necessary Evil that could be used until the “game closes”, Murphy still felt the need to equip himself with a secondary weapon.
There are two reasons.
First, the characteristics of the weapon of the evil of necessity determines that it is best at the field of cooperative combat, rather than being grasped in the hands of the holder of the sword to wave, and once the desire of the magic blade into the active hunting state, Murphy will be empty-handed.
Although there was also a powerful means like Dark Claws, but he couldn’t call upon this returned power during the day, should he let himself fight with his fists, right?
Although it wasn’t impossible, as a vampire swordsman being forced down to the point of punching was a bit unattractive.
The second and main reason.
Although Necessary Evil hadn’t been in Murphy’s hands for long, it had obviously been discovered by the little witty Murphy for a second use.
“Swish.”
Cold teeth were sheathed, the slender sword body vibrated at high speed and flew back into line with Murphy’s wrist flick.
This Spiritual Energy Blade had binders that could not be fully harnessed by Murphy with Spiritual Energy Resonance, but he didn’t care that the weapon’s special effects couldn’t be utilized right now, and faithfully took out this perfectly balanced Noble Ceremonial Sword, and posed in place with the starting stance of the Catacomb Guard’s Sword Technique again.
The Necessary Evil, worn at his waist, emitted a buzzing sound akin to helplessness.
As Murphy watched, it levitated of its own accord, and a step away from him, the blade lowered without being held, in a rather odd swordplay stance.
“No, I’m not practicing ‘Wolf’s Kiss’ today, try Clan Thorn’s ‘Midnight Slayer’, which is said to be a first-rate assassination swordsmanship in the Blood Clan’s skill set. Considering I’ll be dealing with them next, I’m eager to see it.”
Murphy commanded.
The Desire Demon Blade that was “forced to open for business” in front of him once again hummed, and reluctantly switched its blade, this time with the hilt on top and the blade on the bottom, hovering at a standard 90° from the ground, just like an invisible person holding a magical sword in his hand.
“Come!”
The Vampire Lord hooked his finger, and the Desire Demon Blade immediately surged forward with the [Master Level] Midnight Slayer Sword Art, and was again pressed against his body by Murphy’s hand holding the Cold Tooth Blade.
One person and one sword just so you and I attacked each other, Murphy is obviously lose more than win less. Ah shucks, since the beginning of this kind of “sword art special training”, he basically never won!
Even with his master-level Blood Wyvern Swordsmanship and Necessary Evil Strike, he had never won.
After all, the Desire Demon Blade is relying on this hand of Spirit Blade Protection to eat, each and every one of the sword arts printed within is a true master level skill, Murphy’s crossing over for only a month or so, even if he is really a genius in sword arts, it is impossible for him to pass over this gap that belongs to the peak of the skill.
But this does not prevent Murphy will be regarded as a rapid enhancement of the sword as an effective means.
Tris had told him before that the power enhancement of the black iron rank must be “slow” because this power stage is laying the foundation.
Just like the simple reason that the capacity of a bucket depends on the shortest wooden planks, completing the forging of the black iron body too hastily would definitely leave a terrible hidden danger for oneself, thus vampires such as the long-lived species would often spend several years or even more than ten years in the black iron rank to polish their basic skills until they are perfected.
Even the short-lived human Black Iron Warriors would choose to travel around the continent and challenge strong enemies to perfect their skills.
In short, Tris’s reminder was definitely something to listen to!
Therefore, Murphy planned to learn all the advanced sword techniques printed within the Necessary Evil Sword’s body to a minimum of [Proficient] in the Black Iron rank before opening the challenge of the Silver Trial.
It was quite a difficult and time-consuming plan.
Fortunately, after leaving the affairs of the territory to his Scarlet Consul and the clan affairs to Tris, Murphy could spend the rest of his day accomplishing his plans, apart from patrolling the territory and interacting with the small players.
But tonight’s sword instruction from the “evil master” was soon interrupted by something unexpected.
“Ding.”
The core pearl in his chest let out a soft chirp, causing Murphy, who was struggling to fend off the blade of Necessary Evil in front of him, which was as deceptive as a midnight killer, to raise his hand and make a pause gesture.
Almost at the same time, the cold blade of the magic sword also “gently” caressed Murphy’s neck from his side like the hand of shadow.
“This Midnight Killer Sword Art is really something, completely tailored for surprise attacks and assassinations, it’s worth learning!”
Murphy put the Cold Tooth Blade into its scabbard, glanced at the unconscious Count Andre, and smoothly threw a Detect on him while activating the Core Treasure Pearl.
Maxim’s low voice rang out from it:
“Master, the traitors in Batasin City have been cleared!”
“Hmm, very well, leave the aftermath to Ms. Parian, I want my ‘Knights of Commerce’ to form a ‘Batasin Management Committee’ in this city that belongs to Transylvania.”
Murphy said casually:
“The internal members will be appointed by her. Also tell Ms. Parian for me that I have seen her contributions and efforts, and after the issue of food security in the territory is resolved, I will royalize the city of Batasin as a non-hereditary territory to her.”
“Yes, Master.”
Maxim answered.
But Murphy knew for sure that his loyal servant wouldn’t bother him for such a trivial matter, so he waited patiently for Maxim to report on something really important next.
“Your warriors caught a rather strange group of renegades while assisting in the cleanup.”
Baron Lim’s voice also turned odd as he whispered to Murphy:
“The group of traitors surrendered to us of their own accord, and their leader said that she knew you as a former close friend and had given you and Lady Tris the necessary help.”
“Hmm? I have a good friend in Cadman City? How did I not know that?”
Murphy was genuinely surprised now.
He didn’t remember which family vampire’s help he had received when he and Tris were dependent on each other in Cadman City, and those bastards were quite forgiving if they didn’t come up and stomp on them, but this traitor who surrendered of his own accord was a bit interesting.
Murphy rubbed his chin in thought for a moment and said:
“Disarm them, I’ll be right behind you.”
“As you wish, my lord.”
Maxim answered and disconnected the communication, while Murphy bent down and grabbed the wounded and unconscious Earl of White Mountain, and called the well-fed and well-drunk giant wolf of the Star Realm, George, to come over, and placed the captive on George’s back, so that he could carry it along with him as he traveled to the city.
Until this moment, the detection spell that was just thrown out did not successfully display an identity tag on the Earl of White Mountain, which was obviously some kind of power interfering with the effectiveness of the detection spell.
However the Test Administrator System was as reliable as ever, allowing Murphy to get the news he was hoping to see:
Character Name: [Earl of the White Mountains] Andrei Alexei Romanov-Torreiser
Character Template: Level 17 – Black Iron Rank – Rare
Special Bloodline: Winter Wolf Familiars – Heroic King Bloodline – North Wind Ethnicity
Existing Profession: 12th level Winter Spirit Swordsman/10th level Thorned Nightwalker/Lyricist Poet – Melancholy Specialization
Evaluation of Strength: Debutant – Neutral Tips!
Due to your Scrying spell taking effect, the Guardian God of Nordstorf – Lord of the Great Wilderness – Astral Giant Spirit – God of the North Wind – God of the Cold Winter Wolves [Su] has noticed you!
“Blanch! First Nature’s Avalon, now the Cold Winter Giant Wolf, I’m stepping on it!”
The last prompt made Murphy’s cold hairs stand on end.
He subconsciously looked to the top of his head and viciously spat:
“Could it be that the old knight’s strange prophecy before he died is true? Do I really have to touch all the gods on the entire continent before I can do that? The problem is that I’m a vampire of eternal sin, shouldn’t I be the poop in your eyes?
Do each and every one of you astral behemoths eat fritters?”
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“Heya, thankfully that sword just now was retracted, this guy really looks like a guy with a special plot.”
At the entrance to the cellar of a large mansion in Batasin City, Brother Woo Meow’s gang and the student party were guarding the place, and the witch-hunting greatswordsman Brother Black Silk would be a little bit scared after this.
He was the first one to realize that there was a group of weak and imprisoned Blood Wyvern traitors hiding here, and then he planned to pick up heads in a hurry, just when he was about to raise his sword, the latter suddenly shouted out Murphy’s name, and only then did he put back his decapitating blade which led to what happened afterward.
“I reckon that this group of traitors might have a bit of a hidden agenda.”
Badger crouched on the ground while teasing the ants while tilting his head to the others:
“Look at the severely malnourished look of each of them, just like they were sucked for blood, they were also imprisoned Play in the cellar, I reckon ah, this group of NPCs should be rebelling against jumping allegiance, it’s unlikely that they’ll be accepted into the Blood Vulture Clan to become our NPCs.”
“That’s not certain.”
Brother Woo Meow leaned on his beloved Scarlet Witch’s cane and said:
“It’s clear in the mission description given by Lady Adele that only ten will be kept to bring back for the punishment of sunburn, and all the rest will be clicked off as a way to show the majesty of Lady Tris, the new Archduke. These vampires are really hard on their own people, and in one night, counting the blood servants and vampires, they fucked almost a hundred traitors.
It’s damn near enough to be called the ‘Batasin Massacre’.”
“Hey, when the situation is unstable, you have to hit hard, I don’t see any problem with using heavy punishment in a chaotic world.”
Pretending not to use a hand holding a piece of grass skimmed his mouth and said:
“Besides, if we don’t kill all the mutinous NPCs, where will we get the space to give us players? I heard that people vampire clan how many people are counted, there is a specialized clan is responsible for the statistics of these, those who are privately developed black households can not be counted.
So, Mr. Player, you don’t want to change races in the game with great difficulty and not even get an official ID card, right?”
“Swish.”
Right in the middle of the small players’ chat, a familiar figure descended from the sky.
The huge batwings closing in allowed Murphy to stop steadily in front of their eyes, and a group of small players immediately went forward to salute and brush their faces.
“My warriors, you have performed excellently this evening! Another testament to your mobility and reliability, now go find Adele and collect your well deserved rewards.”
Murphy said with a big smile on his face to his cute and obliging little players:
“In addition, there is a special prisoner that you need to escort back to Scarlet Fortress, his identity is quite important, make sure to keep a close eye on him!”
“Yes, my lord!”
As soon as they heard that there were rewards to be taken, the small players were immediately overjoyed.
The basic reward for this quest that took two days to complete was a self-protecting psychic energy ring, and now that Lord Murphy had spoken, there might even be some hidden rewards.
They happily left the mansion, while Murphy reached out and used his psychic energy to pull open the entrance to the cellar and slowly walked into it.
Maxim held the ceremonial black blade in his hand to guard the prisoners here, Murphy came in and swept a glance, and found that there were quite a lot of people in the cellar, more than twenty weak vampires were trapped here.
They still had chains on their hands and feet.
Murphy could tell at a glance that some of these guys’ blood essence had been extracted, and that was the main reason why they couldn’t escape from the cellar.
It seemed that even among the Blood Vulture renegades there were factions.
This tradition of infighting is really no one’s fault… infinite subdivision is talking about you guys, isn’t it?
“Who is it that calls himself ‘my friend’?”
Murphy swept around the dark cellar, completely missing any vampires whose faces were familiar to him, he was a little angry because he had been deceived, and his tone went cold all of a sudden while a very weak female vampire in the crowd struggled to get up with the help of the others.
Murphy had never even seen her before, but the female vampire took the initiative to lower her head and introduce herself:
“My name is Mary, Lord Murphy, I have never met you but I am not deceiving you by saying I am your friend, a close friend of mine . Well, my lover, Mox, has told me stories of you, and he said that he had instructed his blood servant to provide you with additional relief for your dire straits.”
“Mox?”
Murphy said as he blinked, familiar memories flooding back:
“Oh, I remember, is that the guy who was shady enough to wish me well on my road to death, and gave me three extra packs of relief food to wish me good luck on my journey?”
“Miso.”
Maxim, hearing his master so insulted, sheathed his sharp blade for the most part, startling the other vampires in the cellar.
Mary, who had gotten up to speak, was also shaking like a sieve.
She really didn’t realize that her unreliable lover had said “help” as a joke, but this was actually the case?
Shit!
This was going to be the mother of all midnights.
But Murphy didn’t go on a killing spree.
He waved his hand, signaling Maxim to retrieve his weapon, and looked over at the cringing and miserable Mary, whose clothes were in tatters and whose once seductive body was covered in bruises, and who had obviously had a bad time.
So he asked:
“So, where is my beloved ‘friend’ Mox? I was planning on repaying that ‘one meal favor’.”
“Mox he, he’s dead.”
Mary was scared, but still answered honestly:
“Not at the hands of Batasin, but at the hands of a true traitor to the family . That is what I have to say to you about the hidden agenda! Lord Murphy, I know who was behind the disaster in Cadman City! Mox and I saw with our own eyes the vision that preceded the outbreak of that disaster.
My lord!
We vampires hiding out in the city of Batasin are at best a band of disloyalists who have seen a vision, but the true traitor is someone else!
The Blood Vulture Clan didn’t exactly break up in the disaster, either.
There were 3,000 of them!
Yes!
At a minimum!
A minimum of 3,000 people who had secretly defected to the lowly Wolfsbane Clan before the disaster erupted! It was they who closed the Serenade Boundary before the Starsector Rift erupted, and it was they who single-handedly destroyed our family at the behest of mean old Edward.
I saw it with my own eyes!”
“Hm?”
This news made Murphy narrow his eyes, and he did come to ask with interest:
“So, who are the leaders of those real traitors you’re talking about? And where are they now?”
“They fled out of Cadman City twenty minutes before the outbreak of the Star World Calamity, and perhaps have gotten refuge from the Wolfsbane Clan.”
Vampiric Gu Mary whispered:
“As for the leader, Mox and I didn’t see it, but we heard the name Duchess Cecilia that those guys shouted under their breath before they killed Mox! Yes, that’s the name!”
“!”
Murphy’s fingers behind his back suddenly clenched.
He knew the name!
Missy Femis’ mysterious human mother was called by that name, and the knighthood was right, so was this wave a fatal strike by Cecilia, the human poisonous woman who had been started by the old scumbag Salokdar, against her former lover who was also her daughter’s father, at the direction of the old king next door, Edward?
Shit!
Convinced.
Missy, your parents are really weird enough to create a family conflict of the level of the destruction of the country, your vampire family is really wonderful “to die” ah!
(End of chapter)