536.Chapter 534 533 Lumina’s Most Blessed Place

Chapter 534 533.Lumina’s Land of Utmost Blessing
The Vampire Governor knew that the forerunners under his command had already approached the Dark Valley, and he should have gone to join them and give them a quest as a guide NPC to the “new map”, but after accidentally seeing the ancient seal of the goatman tribe, Murphy changed his mind.

Theoretically speaking, the area before entering the Black Flame Pass is not really considered the new map of the Dark Mountains in the Black Plague DLC, and the area where the players are currently located still belongs to the “Safe Zone”, and they are on the side quest to find the Valley of Darkness! The final step in the quest is to leave the new village.

As a classy mainline NPC, he must hold his mind and only appear out of nowhere to give them a big surprise when they need it the most!

Therefore, Murphy thought for a moment before decisively continuing his own “explorer” business.

He released Reyvono to monitor the situation on the barren surface and the dark valley, while he himself searched for the track of the goats’ activities in Baffant Canyon and started searching for the legendary underground palace.

Although Murphy is also the first time to come to this barren new area, he does not want to be like a novice like a fly around, that’s too lame, so he decisively called the “outside help” to help him open the unknown map.

The rift in the starry world in the universal image device under the lead quietly open, “ow” a low roar, more and more ferocious aura of the starry world of the lone wolf George will step from the ancestral woodland of the mountains and forests were summoned to the feet of Murphy with the pace of the first time to recover from serious injuries.

The poor guy was expelled by the wolves and did not dare to return to the star world, so he could only learn from the beasts of the material world to find a den for himself in the wilderness.

The good news is that George, who has become the head wolf, not only easily fought off the largest group of forest wolves in the ancestral woodland and robbed their lair to make a comfortable nest for himself, but also occupied a few female wolves to “warm the bed” for himself by relying on his strong physical qualities.

The bad news is that he has a lot to learn about the “Beast Code” of living in the physical world.

As a creature of the astral plane, George can’t stay in the material world for a long period of time, as it would be weakened by the erosion of energy from the different planes, but now that he has a physical body, he can try to reproduce his own “unique wolf pack” in Transylvania.

This kind of star world creatures and the material world beasts of the hybrid will make George’s offspring have more brutal strength and more powerful talent than ordinary wolves, but also to add a little surprise to Transylvania’s too monotonous “monster genealogy”.

Murphy also intends to create a bit of “ghost beast” legend in the territory to attract hunter players.

Moreover, as a qualified master, Murphy has also asked Mannis the Infinite to find a remote but safe place in the Star World where there is no threat from the Silver Wolf’s wolves, and George only needs to get through this difficult period, and then he can return to the Star World and set up his own wolf pack.

Although 60% of the Starsector packs belong to the Silver Wolves, there are always a few “natural antagonists” that can be utilized in a pack that is so thriving.

George had been in a bad mood lately, and was feeling the depression of a young wolf leaving his home, but Murphy’s reassurance and guidance, coupled with the beatings he got from Reverono all day long, made the wolf accept his current bad situation and try to improve it.

“Come on, fulfill your duty as a beast you guys.”

Murphy pointed to the barren earth around him and said to George who was sniffing left and right:

“Find the entrance to the dungeon of these goatmen! Maybe start a hunt to spice things up a bit, the Endless are already helping you find a new territory, so be ready to formally rebel against the tyranny of Kherson!”

“Ow.”

George let out a low hiss.

The injured eye had left a terrible scar on its face, and as it healed the scar wasn’t too bad, at least in Murphy’s opinion it gave his Starwolf a hint of “storytelling flavor”.

However, George could still understand him when he cursed him in the native language of the Starwolves.

After all, was given by Avalon “beast language” talent, angry Murphy kicked George’s ass, he scolded:
“What do you mean I dragged you down? You bastard before relying on me to eat a variety of good food to make their own power to improve when how not to say this? Now that you’re down and out, you’re dumping the blame on me? You know what you’re doing, okay?
Your master, I was also implicated by that asshole Manis, okay?

I don’t know why he’s so unpopular in the Star World!
Okay, stop complaining and start looking for something! The second lord of the Blood League Knights is still waiting for me to go over to talk business, I can’t stay here for too long.”

“Stinky Mouth George” let out another dirty hiss, and honestly fulfilled his duties as a “search dog”, the sense of smell of the Star Realm wolves was really good, and based on the smell left behind by the goatman, he led Murphy to quickly run through the red wilderness of Baphomet Valley.

The vampire spread his wings and followed his dog towards the southwest under the bleak night, and at the same time, through the quantum communication of his Creator’s armor, he connected to Tris’s side of the frequency band, and told what he had just discovered to his most trustworthy “think tank girlfriend”.

This time, Tris, who was still busy in the alchemy room improving the formula of “Winning Wine”, was configuring the potion with her hands and feet neatly, while responding carelessly:
“Oh, goatmen, that’s a very strange group of guys.

I’ve even been to their territory before, although I’ve never been to the underground palace in Baffent Canyon, I know that the goat people have an underground city in the old mountainous region between the Mirror Lake in the Dark Mountain Range and the Gray Desert.

That deeply hidden city is known as ‘The Abyssal City of Widia’, the name of the goat people’s self-perceived ancestor, whom they reverently refer to as the ‘King of All Spells’.

Almost a third of the goatmen in the Dark Mountains live in that giant dungeon, the rest are losers who have been exiled or rebels who have gone out on their own to try and make something of themselves.

If you have the chance, you must go to the Abyssal City to see the ‘traditional arts’ of the goatmen, those guys have made sacrifice into an art, and the Shadow Elves got the idea for their gladiator arena from the goatmen.

The barbarians would throw the captured beings, along with the warriors among them, into the altar arena and sacrifice the blood and bones of the dead to their ancestors.

A proper cult style that blew my mind when I was still young.”

Trixie gabbled and shared with Murphy what she had seen when she traveled to the goatman city, what made Murphy happy was that the “interesting details” of Trixie being chased around by the goatmen didn’t appear in this story after all.

Or maybe Tris did get her ass kicked, but she was careful to hide the embarrassing details.

Murphy listened with great satisfaction, and after Tris finished her “glorious past”, he asked:

“Leaving aside how the goatmen’s main city in the Dark Mountain Range is, did you notice the script they used when you went over there earlier? That’s the Creator rune, I wouldn’t recognize it wrong! I don’t think the goatmen might be ‘biological weapons’ or something that the Creator has come up with as well.

Just the same origin as the jackals.”

“Not ow, the goatmen’s civilization is evil and festering, but they’re significantly more civilized than the jackals, and they have a lot of legends about the ‘Dark Ages’, and as deviant as it sounds, I’ve used those stories as references in my theological studies.

I have found that these stories are connected to each other in a vein.”

Tris explained in a very academic manner:
“Although it can’t be ruled out that the ancestors of the goat people were a bunch of long-winded people who were very good at bragging and making up tightly woven stories of their own imaginations, I’m more inclined to the idea that the goat people were once indeed a civilized ethnicity, and that they had their own complete historical legacy, it’s just that something happened later on that I’m not aware of, causing their civilization to collapse in a very short period of time and turning them into the current The hell they are now.

As for the ancient runes you mentioned .
Meaningless!

Because the goatmen themselves don’t even recognize those ancient scripts anymore.

They just use them as part of their evil rituals, but if you can recognize those runes, maybe you can actually piece together the goatmen’s past in its entirety.

I also remember that there’s a small organization in the city of Abyss called ‘Dark Roots’ that was founded by goatman elders, and they’ve also been searching for the truth about the goatmen’s true origins and the drastic changes in their history, so if you can find traces of it then the goatman slavers in the city of Abyss would be more than willing to communicate with you.

The goatmen out there are a bunch of unorganized and undisciplined brutes, but the goatmen of the Abyssal City still have a slightly barbaric but very methodical approach to hospitality, and they have a lot of goodies on their hands, especially their treasure trove of dark secret texts!
Hey, I’ll give you that, it’s a place of real substance, it’s got that cool as hell Dark Vestment of the King of All Spells and a set of Legendary Weapons hidden in it, I almost coughed up back in the day, let’s not talk about these meaningless old stories.

Anyway, I think they hold onto the last vestiges of civilized dignity.

They think so themselves.

If I remember correctly, there is a small, hidden stronghold of the ‘Dark Roots’ near the Hungry Mountains, where they have sentries to monitor the Evil Clansmen they have exiled to Baphomet Canyon.

You can go directly to them there when you make a discovery.”

“Mmmmm, good, I’m really getting away from you, Tris.”

Murphy got the information he needed, he smiled broadly and said:
“Wait for my good news, you know there’s that small group of people in our little playhouse who are interested in the history of the continent, and I bet they’re going to love the series of exploratory quests given by the organization known as ‘Dark Roots’.

But before they set off, I’ll have to take a walk through the bowels of Baphomet Canyon to at least ascertain the strength of the monsters on this side of the world, so they can be prepared.”

“You have to be careful.” When Tris heard this, she warned:
“Although I didn’t look for that dungeon in Baphomet Canyon at the time because I was pressed for time and too lazy to go back, the Elder of the Dark Roots, Kazit Exterminating Heart, warned me that the Baphomet dungeon was the ‘civilization heritage and dark catacombs’ of the goatmen.

It divinely told me that the dungeon hid ancient evil secrets.

It also said that that dungeon would devour all unwelcome outsiders, that the goat people who prided themselves on their civilization never went near there, that they regarded it as an ominous place, and that the area of that dungeon was a little larger than Abyssal City, and that inside it was a true labyrinth!
If the goat people themselves don’t know what’s hidden in there, then I think you should definitely play it safe and not go too deep once you enter.”

“Okay, I’ll be careful.”

Murphy responded, no longer bothering Tris with her experiments.

He peered down in the air, George had already chewed up several savage goatmen trying to sneak up on him in the rocks below, and he let out a hiss to tell Murphy that he’d picked up on the smell of decay that the dungeon would give off.

That entrance was close by.

“I can’t wait for this hellhole to be a really big labyrinth full of secrets, and the more goatman thugs in there the better.”

Murphy flapped his blood wings as he descended towards the ground, his staff sword in hand and the thermite battle sword he wore at his waist, and thought to himself:
“There should be a similar ‘maze’ playstyle in any established game, it would be the best means for my little players to use to pass the time. Most importantly if that ‘Dark Roots’ can pay for this kind of questing, I can totally set it up as a classic daily or weekly quest.

And if this dungeon is big enough then it could well be shaped into a specialized copy area!

When my warriors come out of the Tainted Swamp, they’ll also need a gradual, high-level brushing area, and in addition to the main ‘Dark Plague’ thread, a story line of half-elves and goatmen would be perfect as a spur to the exploration of the Dark Mountains.

The best guidance is not to make it mandatory for them to go wherever and kill as many as they can, but to stimulate the desire to explore in their hearts, and driven by ‘love’ and ‘curiosity’, they can eventually help me restore the past of the Dark Mountain Range. ”

Murphy looked back in the direction of the Black Flame Pass.

He narrowed his eyes.

“What has happened to the mysterious Eden District? And how did the Dark Mountains form? The predecessors of the Seven Clans of Vampires and the mystery of the Land of Sacred Blood, what exactly does this seemingly cursed earth have to do with the legend of the Creator?
Ah.”

The Vampire Governor landed firmly on the ground with a cool spinning landing.

At the sound of George’s murderous growl, he drew his weapon and looked at the mob of goatmen rushing out of the ground in front of him, noticing that each of these guys had an odd rune painted in blood on their furry hearts.

“Look, my curiosity has been fully piqued, come on! Show me the history that lies hidden beneath the mist!”
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“Look what I see! A half-elf! How did you have the audacity to set foot in Shadow Elf territory when the high blood of a Moon Elf runs through your veins?”

A voice with a sneer rang out from the other side of the entrance cave of the dark valley, accompanied by the sound of dense footsteps, Lady Adele and her three attendants were soon surrounded by a group of heavily armed half-elves.

The Vampire Intelligence Officer was in no hurry to resist, her face expressionless as disgust flickered in her eyes.

Because she sensed that among these half-elves there were a few real shadow elves hiding in the darkness and peering at her side, this strange combination made Adele’s impression of her “hometown” instantly become worse.

These fools!

The fathers had done their best to escape from the Shadow Elves’ gladiatorial arena and gain their freedom, but only sixty years later, the descendants of those brave men were once again in league with the Shadow Elves, and it seemed that the Shadow Elf blood in her own body did carry a hint of innate depravity!

Fortunately, she was only a quarter of elven blood, so that she was not yet compelled by the shadow elves.

Behind Adele, Lumina, who had been named, was at a loss as she looked ahead at the tall figure that had come out of the darkness, who was also a half-elf, but the elven traits on her body were much stronger than Mrs. Adele’s.

More slender than a human, the lithe stance when walking as well as the pointed ears and eyes that glowed in the darkness represented her lineage.

Lumina didn’t know why this one was so resistant to herself, but that didn’t stop the half-elf bard’s heart from shining with joy at the sight of so many elves before her.

This was the first time she had seen a colony of elves in the game!

Although it was only a group of half-elves, to her it was indeed a place where one could feel happy and relaxed.

If this place was open for prestige, Lumina would definitely have to be the first to rush it to worship before she could do so!
“Adele.”

The figure approaching from the shadows didn’t care what was going through Lumina’s mind as she stopped a few paces away from Mrs. Adele and said in a voice tinged with remembrance and doubt:
“I thought you were long dead, it is a joy to see a childhood friend again, although you have become a vampire, the Valley of the Shadows is still your home, we exiles don’t care about bloodlines.

But as the current leader of the Valley of the Shadow, I must ask before accepting you, are you returning home this time? Or do you have other ideas in mind?”

“Lisa.”

Lady Adele took in the face of the woman in front of her that was very similar to Lady Berenice, making those memories of hers that had long been blurred seem to come alive again, especially the other woman’s peculiar blue-gray hair, which made her remember some of the few memories from her childhood that were tinged with happiness.

She sighed and said:
“I’d love to tell you that I’m simply returning home, but we’re all grown up, and childlike words can’t hide the reality that I bring with me my master’s will as well as the goodwill of Transylvania.

The Black Plague is coming!

It is dangerous for you to remain here, and I wish for you to abandon the valley and migrate to start a new life within Transylvania, and for me to take over the Valley of the Darkness to make it the front line in the fight against the Black Plague.”

Whispers resounded in the darkness before them.

It was the half-elves mingling, while the leader named Lisa scoffed at it.

She replied:

“Then you may go, Adele, my childhood friend, it is good that we stay here, especially since the defenses of the Valley of Shadows have been greatly strengthened after the last bloodline of the House of Merjewar joined us.

It is true that we are no match for the Black Plague, but we can also close our valley and stay out of it.

That’s your outside people’s trouble, not ours.

But I would not be so heartless as to let the returning wanderer return with disappointment; you could at least visit the place where you grew up and pay your respects to your mother’s grave.

Come with me, Adele.

Tonight you may spend the night in the valley, but first thing in the morning you must leave, you bring with you the ill will of the outside world, and that is not something the Valley of the Shadow needs.”

With that said, Lisa simply turned and walked away, the half-elves who had followed her obeyed her and they made way for the four girls in the darkness.

The three little players looked to Adele, and the dark baroness waved her hand, signaling them to follow.

She didn’t say much to the half-elves around her, for now was not the time.

Adele frowned, she wasn’t disappointed in Lisa’s attitude, people who had been closed off for too long didn’t have much to say about the outside world, and the rejection would have been within her expectations not to talk about disappointment, what really made Adele feel puzzled were these Shadow Elves who had mingled with the half-elves.

Before launching her own actions, she had to figure out the story of these shadow elves.

She had a feeling that this truth was definitely important for her own cause as well as Lord Murphy’s!

(End of chapter)