Chapter 100 99 Liver Bursting Cravings and Locked Up Time Has Become a Present Order

Chapter 100 99. The desire to explode the liver and the locked up time has become the main contradiction at this stage [3960]

(Additional raise for brother ‘Summer’s Indulgence’ [4/5])
Facing a silver ranked elite vampire heavy sword knight, even if there is Missy this noble law as the main output and control weakened, small players want to rush up to “repair feet” is also completely unrealistic.

The scarlet sword of the official in front of me does not have any skills, and at this stage, there is not a single player who can withstand it.

In this case, even the most stubborn and wild melee fighters had to take out the hunting crossbow or musket in the bag to be an obscene old six, they were under the command of the Happy Stick in the not so complicated terrain spread out in a ring, and the front and back of the three rows of stationary to a wave of alternating fire.

The purpose is to pull the full damage in the shortest possible time.

From the content of the conversation between Missy and the “team number two BOSS” just now, we can see that this is probably a friend who has gone crazy.

According to the regular copy mechanism, weakening to a certain amount of blood will trigger the plot.

But even if you stand far away like a coward and shoot with a musket, it’s not safe, even though Missy’s spirit control spells are very powerful, and she can always put up a wall of spirit energy at the critical moment to block the “Night Bat Charge” that is so deadly and cool from the public defender.

After all, there is a level difference, so Missy occasionally misses one or two displacements, which will cause quite a horrible fate for the small players.

The good thing is that this move has a significant “forward swing”.

A swarm of scarlet bats shone brightly, causing Kudel’s figure to disappear from its original position, and randomly choosing a crowded place, she swooped out of the shadows to receive a 720° Super Life-Stopping Whirlwind Slash!
“Blanch! You die if you’re touched! I can’t help but ask one more question! Does the development team really think that this boss battle is reasonably designed with this kind of kill mechanism?”

As a healer, Brother Woo Meow shivered as he clutched his Staff of Secret Energy.

Just a moment ago, a Night Bat Charge + In-Place Windmill from Civil Protection Officer Kudel instantly took away 7 people, and he lost his healing target without even finishing reading the casting bar of Wind of Rejuvenation.

The battle in front of him lasted less than two minutes, and the casualties of the small players had already reached 13 people, so anxious that Happy Stick jumped on the spot and shouted to:
“Duck! Move! Don’t just stand there, move! Do you know how to maneuver? It’s not like you’re shooting at a stationary target! He’s going to charge, Bull! Get out of the way!”

As soon as the words fell, the Protector of the People trapped in the three walls of psychic energy in front of him dragged his heavy sword and transformed into a flying black night bat whistling and smashing into the group of players.

After reshaping his tall figure in the bats, he held his sword with both hands and launched a 720° Super Cyclone Slash, creating a storm of scarlet blades and destroying everything in the surrounding area.

But this time, apart from Ox, who resisted the shield and was smashed out as the heavy shield shattered, everyone else was actually unharmed.

Happy Stick fixed his eyes.

He found that the cunning student party seemed to have figured out the BOSS mechanic, and they hid behind the faded stone statues transformed into those dead vampires around them, using the stone statue crushing to help them block the spike mechanic.

Ha!
So that’s how it was!

So this is a terrain BOSS! So that’s how these vampire stone statues are used!

“Climb up! Quick, all climb up the pillars!”

On the other side, Vikrama and Lumina also helped each other to climb up those broken stone pillars towering around the battle area, once their feet were off the ground, this Bao Min Guan, who didn’t seem to be able to fly much, wasn’t a threat for the time being.

As the main attacker, Missy’s heart is also anxious.

Although she knows that Murphy’s warriors will not really die, but these brave little ones will have to take on the task of continuing to advance, here too many losses will affect the progress of the entire corridor of the battle, after seeing the two small players climbed up the stone pillars, she also immediately cast a spell.

A surge of obscure psychic energy lifted the players on the ground who were holding their heads and threw them towards the nearest broken stone pillar.

“The boss is switching stages! Each find a firing position!”

Stick climbed up the short pillar next to him with nimble hands and raised his gun and fired a shot towards the Civil Protection Officer, hitting his shoulder armor with very shit luck.

The scarred armor broke solid with the blow and clattered to the ground.

The small players who finally found the right “strategy” also regrouped, guns, fire, crossbows and arrows thumped and popped, after the second pillar was destroyed by the Bao Min Guan with a heavy sword, this savage beast like the second BOSS also finally entered the “kill line”.

Missy cast a spell with both hands and used Murphy’s “Midnight Noose” to bind the already exhausted Bao Min Guan and lifted him into the air, and then threw out a psychic energy shock wave to knock down the scarlet heavy sword.

In the next instant, more than twenty clusters of blood and light from bullets exploded on his body.

But before the small players could step up their efforts to empty the guy’s bloodstain and fuck him over, the door to the rear warehouse that had been guarded by him was suddenly pushed open.

A large group of differently dressed civilian males then rushed out, led by a civilized middle-aged guy with glasses and a limp, waving their rudimentary weapons and charging into the fray to the sound of several muskets firing.

Missy’s face changed slightly at the sight.

Withdrawing her control and taking a few steps back, she shaped another wall of psychic energy in the air to block the bullets and crossbows that continued to be fired by the smaller players.

“Get the hell back! Disgusting vampires!”

A tall butcher-like man in a leather apron gripped his war spear and blocked the way in front of the Bailiff who had fallen to the ground, with more civilians pouring in behind him.

They surrounded the weakened Kudel in a circle.

Missy could clearly see the fear on the faces of these civilians, but they did not retreat, but stood in a deadlock around the bailiff.

It was quite a rare scene.

Especially in Transylvania, which had been poisoned by vampires for 400 years, it was rare to see that civilians other than blood servants would take such initiative to protect a superior vampire. And with Phineas’s knowledge of Kudel, she knew that this brother of hers had not had a blood servant in the true sense of the word from the time he was first embraced more than a hundred years ago until now.

He was resistant to this vampire-specific slave culture.

Therefore, these civilians in front of him did not run out to protect him in this critical moment out of allegiance or worship.

These civilians who were not soldiers were holding rudimentary weapons, their bodies were trembling and their hearts were beating wildly as they faced Missy, a true vampire, and this tangible fear could not be hidden from Missy’s eyes at all.

But as she watched, those weak civilians were still forming a wall with their own bodies, while the young women at the back were dragging the nearly unconscious Kudel Bailiff with their seven hands and feet as they kept retreating towards the warehouse.

But Kudel himself struggled and would not go.

“Go back! All of you go back! I will protect you!”

Nearly ten days of sleepless fighting had brought him to his limit.

It would be a weak wave of his hand in the midst of confused thoughts, chiding the insubordinate populace.

He was a civil protection officer of the Blood Vulture Clan, and his duty was such that the weak under his protection should not join the fight until he himself had fallen.

“Get back!”

The noisy chants grew louder and louder as more and more people poured out of the warehouse, and Happy Stick and Woo Meow on the pillar even saw the woman clutching the pan join the “guard”.

Now even if you don’t need Missy’s order, the small players all took the initiative to put away their weapons.

“Into the plot.”

Lumina said to the little reed name beside her:
“I’m really convinced of this damn game! It’s like being there every time you make the transitions CG so real.”

“It’s just real-time algorithms, it’s not advanced, it’s just higher pixels.”

Vikrama said with a careless wink:
“But the difficulty of this copy is too high, isn’t it?”

“Maybe it’s a unique copy concept?”

Lumina said as she cocked her head in thought:

“After all, according to the official post, the development team originally didn’t intend to make a copy system, it was the strong request of the players that added it on, and it’s inevitable that there’s a difference in design from other games.”

“Clang.”

Missy’s secret energy staff tapped on the ground.

A piercing sound like a bell echoed from the collision of spiritual energy, silencing the noisy square in this instant.

“I’m not here to kill your bailiffs or you, I’m here on behalf of the Cadmanian Self-Rescue Army and the survivor camps to bring you an order from the new lord, Revernor Murphy Lecumbra! You must immediately evacuate the dangerous Blood Wyvern Cloisters and return to safer ground! There will be administrators there to care for and protect you.”

Femis announced loudly in a short tone:
“The astral disaster in the outside world is over, we have recaptured the outer city and are preparing to rebuild there, you can join in or leave, no one will force you. But right now, your sanctuary is in the middle of a battlefield between us and the insane vampires.

The Kudel Bailiffs can’t protect you all the way to the end.

You must make a choice now!”

Her words sent a ripple through the crowd.

Upon hearing that the survivors from the outside world had already formed a camp and recaptured the outer city, many in the crowd cheered at once.

Not all of the people hiding here came from the inner city, some of them were also residents of the outer city that Kudel had brought back from the sewers, and even though the Blood Wyvern Cloisters had been blocked off at the time of the catastrophe, if the Star Realm Scorpion Lions were able to crawl in along the underground caverns, it was only natural that Kudel, who was more familiar with the terrain here, would have brought people in.

However, there were still some civilians who looked at Missy with skepticism.

It was clear that they didn’t trust any vampires other than Kudel, who had protected them from the poison of Star Realm monsters and crazy vampires.

A part of them even stubbornly believed that the disaster in Cadman City was the gods’ divine punishment for the vampires’ nonsense.

The few civilians in the lead at the moment were talking in low voices.

Among them were robust cooks, literate scholars and elegantly spoken noblewomen.

It was obvious that these people had high prestige among the survivors.

In the past ten days, it was estimated that they were the ones who were actually managing this shelter, and with Kudel’s madness, it was impossible for him to be the specific leader of the command.

After a few minutes, the representative of the survivors, a middle-aged scholar with broken round-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose came out, and he said to Missy:

“You said earlier that His Excellency Murphy formed the survivor camp and he became the new lord of the ruins? The Murphy you speak of, is he the vampire lord who would always join us in receiving relief food?”

“Huh?”

Missy froze.

While she knew that Murphy and Tris had had a pretty rough time in the city in the past, had they actually really been reduced to the pitiful state of being on the dole?
“I suppose so. I’ve been moving around outside of the city for the past while, so I’m not familiar with things in the city.”

Phineas snorted and answered vaguely:

“But if it was Murphy, it should indeed do something similar. He’s a pragmatist and like Kudel doesn’t feel vampires are superior and treats all life the same.”

“That would be the young gentleman then.”

The scholar with the glasses smiled.

He turned back and gestured to the civilians behind him, and many in the crowd sighed in relief as their raised weapons were lowered.

The atmosphere eased up all of a sudden.

“If it’s Lord Murphy then we are willing to accept his leadership, and truth be told, the shelter is barely holding up, even the children can only eat one meal a day.”

This middle-aged scholar sighed.

However, his reaction surprised Femis greatly, and she asked curiously:
“Why did you hand over the leadership so easily after confirming that it was Murphy? Do you know him?”

“Don’t know each other! But for the past month, I’ve been receiving food at the same relief point as His Excellency Murphy.”

The middle-aged scholar with a slight limp pushed up his glasses and said softly:

“I observed his various behaviors intended to be some sort of gimmick in my own memoirs, but I saw that His Excellency courteously greeted everyone, took the initiative to give up a place for a woman holding a child, and stopped a thief in the crowd from taking the last bit of money from a suffering man.

He even took the initiative to maintain order so that everyone could get their share of the relief food.

This is not the behavior of a whim one day.

He did it for the whole twenty days or so.

A vampire would have no need to intentionally perform such a show in a place like Cadman City, so I can affirm that Lord Murphy is indeed one of the few good and benevolent among vampires.

Such a lord is already the greatest relief we can get in this terrible situation at the moment.”

These words made the eldest Miss Femis silent once again.

As she said, in the past, she didn’t care what humans thought, nor did she care much about how vampires were perceived in the minds of the “food”.

But then, she couldn’t help but ask:
“What if… What if Murphy is just pretending? What if he’s naturally a drama queen who likes to play the part?”

(a word that Missy had heard from Murphy, but she couldn’t help but ask…)
It was still a word Missy had heard from Murphy, and it did seem appropriate for the occasion.

That middle-aged scholar also froze for a moment at this question, but then, he reached up and pushed his cracked round-framed glasses, revealing a rather subtle smile as he said softly:

“And what does it matter? If a bad guy can play the good guy for the rest of his life, then he’s indisputably the good guy, and what’s more, Lord Murphy is at least willing to disguise himself in front of us, which the other vampires aren’t interested in doing.

So how do we fit into your operation?
We’ve also collected some supplies in the cloisters under Lord Kudel’s leadership in the past ten days, and it would be too much of a waste to leave them here.”

“Supplies . It can be used as a reward!”

Missy glanced back at the small group of players gathered behind her.

She rolled her eyes and issued them a quest to help with the transfer incidentally handing out all the supplies in the warehouse as rewards.

Seeing the joyful expressions on the faces of these warriors who had just experienced battle and death, Phimis felt as if she had grasped the point of getting along with them.

But at the same time, there were complaints spreading among the players.

“Only 40 minutes left, fuck, it’s like this every time, I’m having fun and it’s gone down there! It’s so fucking hard to make it as up and down as an inch stop.”

Good Pigeon leaned on his staff and complained loudly to a group of fellows, and others also responded and joined in the tirade about the game’s time limit.

Although 6 hours of free time per day is not a short period of time, after all, in addition to the people who rely on the game to make money, the vast majority of normal people can not guarantee to play the game for 6 hours a day.

But it’s still not enough!

The game content of the “real other world” is a lot, six hours a day is not enough to play, the most important thing is that the players from the game helmet review from the meow brother know that the game has a “sleep connection function” such as a god-level application!

But the officials just don’t do it!

Hey, I’m just messing with you guys. Can you stand it?

“When I get offline later, I’m going to rush the forums!”

Happy Stick waved his hand viciously and said to the small players around him:

“Let’s post together, just in the feedback section, since the development team listened to the suggestion to open a copy, then I think as long as the feedback is strong enough, the game time can be extended, right?”

“Feedback! Give me some serious feedback!”

Brother Woo Meow also really arm shouted, causing a group of small players to wail.

Looked at Missy a face of bewilderment, even with the translation of the arithmetic treasure pearl, these guys’ language is still difficult to understand ah, completely confused about what in the end in their little brain is thinking it.

However, Murphy seems to be able to communicate with them without any hindrance, so is Murphy’s inner world so crazy and happy as these otherworldly warriors?

(End of chapter)