Chapter 111 110 This is a necessary evil in the world [5060].
Chapter 111 110.This is a Necessary Evil in the World [5060
[Miracle Creation – Blood Vulture – Origin Blood Seizure in progress. Power Drawing Begins ! Attribute increase . The [Warrior] achievement has been lit and the [Rare] template has been acquired! So the prerequisites have been met. Replacement of the character template “Elite” has begun.
Lines of bouncing text floated in front of Murphy’s eyes.
But he was no longer paying attention.
It was all because the source blood that had been purified and completed in the pale purification arcs were being drawn into Murphy’s weakened body.
In the past, this origin thing could only be allowed to be sipped by the patriarch.
That was the privilege of the Blood Archdukes, and it was also the manifestation of their authority.
But now, Murphy had countless reasons to steal from Salokdar’s plate and devour the delicacy that belonged to him without guilt.
Turning whatever power he could draw on into sustenance to enable himself to truly fulfill all that the other man had entrusted to him.
Yes!
He was guilty.
Since awakening to live in another world in the place of another, like a thief who steals another’s life, he himself was able to rise from the plague of death at the cost of losing everything to another stranger who had no friendship at all.
But now that guilt had been filled!
Having carried Revernor’s trust with the last wishes of his humble life himself, there was one more reason to propel himself on this mist-shrouded path of destiny with all his might.
With two dreams and two lives on his back, how could he fall here?
At this moment, Murphy’s eyes, who had already entered the blood-thirsty state, blossomed with scarlet light, and his canine teeth pierced out his lips, seizing the source blood that was full of power.
The weak body filled up, like a balloon constantly being injected with more power, and in front of his eyes, the words that flashed with a sense of power had represented everything that was happening:
[I. Character template changed from “Rare” to “Elite”, initial racial attributes increased to 200%.
This template can be copied and inherited (Bloodline only).
The character template is traced back to the “Blood Vulture Clan”, which has been strengthened by the holy blood of the clan’s origins, deepening the degree of ancestry, and activating the hidden racial specialty “Dark Claws”.
Specialty Explanation:
Dark Claws: Claws are the original biological weapons used by the Blood Vulture Clan, a branch of the vampire civilization, in conjunction with blood wings during the era of blood-drinking, and are activated and used by dark psychic energy-enhanced palms.
In the darkness, the Dark Claw is treated as a psychic weapon with the [Extraordinary Sharpness] and [Extraordinary Demon Breaking] phrases, and the claws can damage spirit beings, with each of its attacks dealing a certain amount of true damage.
This damage cannot be immunized by any means other than Divinity.
Tip!
Dark Claws is a Midnight Blessing and cannot be activated in a daylight environment.
The character template change increases the attributes as follows:
Strength: 14.5 → 18
Dexterity: 22 → 27
Stamina: 16.5 → 21
Thinking: 11.5→14
Perception: 15→19
Charisma: 1.5→2
II. Elite Template Reward – Career and Skill Enhancement!
All skills of the template owner are upgraded to “Elite Skills”.
Damaging skills have their destructive power increased by 20%.
Maneuvering Skills have their effective judgment strengthened.
Defensive Skills have a “Hegemony” effect.
Summoning skills cause all summons to inherit the elite template enhancement, but the effect is reduced to 50%.
III. Unknown reasons for new skill acquisition:
Summoning – Blood Eating Spirit Vulture: can summon spirit creatures gifted by the special individual ‘Reverno’ to scout and help in combat.
Tip!
This summon is a special individual formed as an extension of the body’s will, unable to perform skill upgrades nor have proficiency boosts, and its total individual attributes are fixed to inherit one-half of the summoner’s body’s attributes.
Tip!
This summon is permanently bound to the summoner, both parties can share vision and perception without restriction, and this skill is not limited by distance.
Tip!
Damage taken by the Blood Eating Spirit Vulture Revlono will be passed on to the main body, so please use with caution.
Skill Description: I lend you my eyes, take them and fly, Murphy, carry your dreams and mine, soar wildly in a world full of malice, where no one can bind your future anymore. -Revno]
“Thanks!”
Murphy in the blood thirst grinned, the explosive power stemming from the completion of the elite template turnover brought him to spread his huge blood wings at the bottom of the holy blood pool.
He was about to fly out on this to give that old thing Salokdar a real surprise, but as he got up, he realized that the Demon Sword of Desire, which had been suppressed by himself at the bottom of the blood pool just now, had weakened to the point of moaning and wailing.
It had undoubtedly suffered a heavy blow, and no longer had the ferocious arrogance that had prevented people from killing people and Buddha from killing Buddha in the hands of Salokdar before.
At this moment, its posture was like a puppy that had been abandoned by its owner.
“Huh?”
Murphy blinked, reaching out to clasp the oddly shaped and obscure hilt of the magical blade with his tangled scarlet talons, the information tab popping up in the next instant:
Name: Necessary Evil – Classic Vampire Midnight Winged Blade
Quality: Miraculous Creation
Trait: Extraordinary Sharpness – Extraordinary Demon Breaking – Extraordinary Psionic – Superior Swiftness – Superior Piercing – Obscure Evil
Special Effects:
I. Protective Spirit Blade:
As a holy relic of the Blood Vulture Clan, one of the seven major vampire clans, the origin of the Necessary Evil is no longer traceable, but what is certain is that it is an ancient item that was born along with the birth of the vampire civilization.
The magic of the Necessary Evil as a weapon is that it can be used to fight independently as a unit without being held by the user, and to help the user fight his or her enemies by using all of his or her imprinted swordsmanship at will.
Tip!
While the Evil of Necessity is fighting alone, each sword art it uses is treated as a [Master Level] technique and comes with all of the user’s understanding of that sword art.
Tip!
While the Necessary Evil is fighting alone, the damage it inflicts with its sword arts is a mix of physical/psychic damage and comes with different damage effects for the sword arts according to the user’s psychic attributes.
Tip!
When the Necessary Evil is fighting alone, it will enter the [Bloodlust Impulse] state, and will not return to its sheath until it has consumed the enemy’s blood. If it fails to drink the enemy’s blood, it will require the user to use double its own blood to appease it.
The current list of Desire Demon Blade – Necessary Evil advanced sword arts are:
Blood Vulture – Grave Swordguard, Wolfsbane – Kiss of the Wolf, Blood Alliance – Arbitration Blade, Thorn – Midnight Slayer, Blood Fear – Night Blade, and Secret Blood – Scarlet Soul Sword.
The current Desire Demon Blade – Necessary Evil topped high level sword arts are:
White Knight – Exorcism Hunt, Red Knight – Strife Craving, Gray Knight – Hand of Purification, Grail Knight – Annihilation, Elf – Emerald Battle Dance, Dwarf – Earth Sacred Sword, Sanghaian – Blazing Sun/Moonlight Secret Sword Technique, and Atlantean Sailor – Sword of the Tides.
The current Master Sword Arts topped by Desire Magic Blade – Necessary Evil are:
Blood Vulture – Blade of Sue, Winter Wolf Canon – God of the North Wind.
Tip!
High-level sword arts can only be learned when you are at least Silver rank and have acquired a [Sword Hero] related high level profession.
Master Level Swordsmanship can only be learned when you are at least Gold Rank and have acquired a Master Level Profession related to [Sword Saint].
II. Certificate of the Grand Duke:
The unique power and identity of Necessary Evil proclaims that this Desire Ethnic Magic Blade can only be held by the Chief of the Blood Vulture Clan, which, along with the Civilization Tablet – Desire Shard and the Blood Vulture – Origins Sacred Blood Pool, make up the Blood Vulture Clan – Archduke’s Certificate.
The weapon must by tradition be bound to the soul of the Blood Vulture Clan Chief and cannot be used by others.
Status: Weak – Spiritual Pact Deviation – No Binder at this time
Maker: [Data Deleted
Item Description:
[The presence of evil is necessary! If there is no darkness of evil in the world, then even the most radiant light would be meaningless, therefore, we call those original darknesses that are deeply hidden in the souls of all things necessary evils.
O Midnight Beings.
There is no need to be anxious about being born in darkness; you are as important as the sunlight that envelops the world.
-Salokdar Collinsman
Salokdar Collinsman Le Sombra] “Ha!”
Murphy saw the message phrase, and the smile on his face grew even wider.
With a wave of his hand, he pulled the user’s discarded Desire Demon Blade out of its rocky grip and ran his fingers over the jagged blade and the guard formed by the spreading wings of the Vulture of the Night Bat in this purified pool of holy blood, and he said:
“Ruthlessly abandoned by that old madman because you passed on the pain of purification to Salokdar? How pathetic, that’s what happens to enablers!
Are you begging for mercy?
Longing for me to take you away?
Well, I’ll grant you this sad little wish, and use you as my gift to myself for finally being ‘truly reborn’ today without guilt.
O Necessary Evil, what a name!”
Murphy’s blood seeped out from his fingertips and slid into the blade of the Demon Sword of Desire, which was greedily drawn and absorbed by the weak and purified latter.
It hummed in longing for more.
But with a flick of his wrist, Murphy lifted it to dash away from the oppressive pool of holy blood above his head in the next second, and he chided:
“Forage for food when you’re hungry yourself! The asshole who brought you down and abandoned you is out of sight? Are you even capable of fighting for yourself?”
“Swish.”
Amidst the splashing of the pool of holy blood and the vibration of the blood light waving, the only remaining few small players covered their heads and looked towards the holy pool, a pair of huge blood batwings like shields protected their masters in the form of an aura that sped into the high sky, and then in the next instant the wings opened to reveal Murphy’s familiar figure.
The origin blood stained on the blood wings continuously slid down in the air, just like the red feathers that flew apart, making this scene look full of the strange and sacred blood stained.
As Murphy raised the weak but eager Desire Magic Blade in his hand, amidst the blood-eating spirit vulture’s sharp, raven-like cries of uncertainty, for the first time, the scarlet spirit vulture Reverno was born from Murphy’s psychic energy, and flapped its wide wings again and hovered above Murphy’s shoulders.
“Shit! Lord Murphy has entered the plot! Look! The NPC’s characteristic unreasonable surge of strength! In the blink of an eye, it’s turned into a Skeleton level lmao!”
The three little blacks who were pressed on the ground and surrounded and beat up Brother Meow Meow had already pulled out his favorite Avalon Sacred Blade replica, and after seeing Murphy’s “super-evolution” in the form of a brand new BOSS, it also made the only remaining few of them have the courage of excitement in their hearts once again.
Brother Meow Meow simply did not do anything, put all the spiritual energy in his body into the holy blade, the next instant he was like waving a “torch” to get up and slash.
The next moment, he was like wielding a “torch” and started hacking away. He cut several elite blacks to the point that they were squealing and crying out for help.
“Finish him off! Lord Murphy! Finish off that old thing! Make him pop gold coins hard!”
The blood-covered Brother Woo Meow and the other players yelled and screamed as if they were playing a voice-activated game, as if the louder the battle cry was the more damage it could do.
Murphy looked at his little players with odd eyes.
He thought that they would have hung up long ago in such a brutal battle, but he didn’t realize that it was really tough, but what are you guys trying to do by shouting so undignifiedly now? Are you NPCs or am I an NPC?
How come it’s your turn to command me?
Who gave you guys the guts!
“However . For the sake of you being so loyal, let’s fulfill your insignificant wishes.”
Murphy in the air gathered his wings and killed the three people who were entangled like a scarlet sword.
Although his attributes have skyrocketed, he is still far away from the gold rank, so he can only edge OB to see the opportunity to go up and slash two swords to sneak DPS.
However, he has already held this “ticket to power”, so he is no longer apprehensive.
At the same time, the scarlet vulture flapped its wings and landed in front of the weak Missy, with a pair of sharp bloodshot eyes staring at Phineas, then opened its sharp beak and dropped the pieces of desire in front of her eyes.
Missy, whose heart had been pierced by the Desire Demon Sword resulting in extreme weakness, instantly understood.
As soon as she grabbed the Desire Fragment, she crawled towards the holy blood pool in front of her, which was no longer stable due to the interference of the Purification Spirit Energy, and Lumina and Sister Pomegranate rushed up to set her up on her left and right and swooped down to the pool of blood under Orchid’s protection with her heavy shield in hand.
The four sisters ran too fast causing them to lose their footing, and as a result, in a comical upside-down stance, they plunged headfirst into that pool of blood amidst cries of surprise.
But it doesn’t matter!
The most crucial step had been taken to the end.
Missy, who had fallen into the pool of blood, gritted her teeth and carried out the steps she had just failed to complete once more, the interference of the shards of desire caused the spiritual energy of the sacred pool of blood to be completely collected, and the rotating subspace rift above made a piercing ringing sound as a heavy object would collapse.
The mighty Blood Eating Spirit Vulture then flapped its wings and swooped down on those little blacks, and under the cover of the Star Realm Giant Wolves that Murphy had taken the time to summon, it began to escort the remaining survivors to evacuate the hall of the Sacred Pool.
On the other side, Tris, who had been guarding the self-destructing hub in the corridor, had been so anxious that she was jumping to her feet, and the delay in cutting off the spiritual energy of the Holy Pool there had caused her not to dare to make any rash moves now.
Next to her, Miriam and Major Fraser had begun sending prayers to every god they knew.
They completed their work, the specific coordinates of Cadman City’s projection in the Astral Plane had already been calculated by the thirty Operational Treasure Pearls paralleled into an Operational Matrix, but it was useless to have empty coordinates that couldn’t be activated.
“Hurry up! Hurry up! Little Murphy! The coordinates are about to change, hurry!”
Tris’s hands were already bruised as she gripped the psychic core of the self-destructing hub rising from the ground in front of her.
All it took was one command for this thing to blow up all the psychic energy nodes inside the Blood Wyvern Cloisters, but Tris had to seize that fleeting opportunity in order to precisely redirect the bursting out-of-control psychic energy into the Astral Realm lest the horrific chaos of subspace blow up in the material world.
There was only one chance!
To miss would result in everyone present being thwarted in an instant, and such terrible pressure would be enough to crush a strong-willed warrior.
However, Tris had seen it all before, and the Scarlet Witch would have a steady hand with this!
The only problem was that the switch that determined the end was not in her hands.
“Projected coordinate change countdown in 30 seconds!”
Miriam’s eyes were bloodshot as she grasped the node jewel of the arithmetic matrix, staring dead on at the phase coordinates calculated by the complex formula projected on it.
The astral world was a mysterious place, and its mapping to the material world changed every moment, trying to calculate long-lasting projected coordinates was impossible.
Once this phase coordinate was now invalidated, it would take at least three hours to recalculate it!
But could they get another three hours?
Obviously not!
“You can definitely do it, the weight and ravages of fate have already transformed you! Even so tough that it’s alien to me.”
Tris whispered as she stared deathly at the psychic energy core in front of her:
“I’m sure you can do it! Little Murphy.”
“Countdown 20 seconds!”
Miriam’s shout had taken on desperation in its dryness.
Major Fraser, beside her, sighed and put his hand on the shoulder of the redhead who was the “enemy”, as if to give her the courage to face death.
As for himself.
He was a soldier!
Death was an occupational risk for him, a bit daunting indeed, but not enough to overpower the will.
“Boom.”
A low, muffled sound rang out abruptly in the corridor, and at the sound of Salokdar’s roar, the pool of holy blood exploded as if a large aircraft bomb had been dropped into it.
Its terrifying impact blew four of the sisters out, three of which dissipated into points of psychic energy in the air, leaving only Missy to fall from the air in a lousy manner and be caught in the arms of Lord Paranor, who flashed by.
“Nay! The Dark Lord Mother’s path to godhood!”
Seeing the Holy Blood Pool uncontrollably releasing violent psychic energy outward and impacting the stable subspace rift, causing it to begin rapidly collapsing, the maddened Salokdar slammed through the old Knight Finok and lunged with open arms at the thundering black rift.
“Father! DON’T! Come back!!!”
In the arms of the Palanorian Knight, a struggling Femis still reached out to his father in every sense of the word in these final moments trying to regain his last sanity.
But it was already too late.
Before he could fling himself at the collapsing subspace rift with open arms, Murphy’s figure shimmered out from behind him, and the demonic blade of desire stabbed into his former master’s chest, knocking him to the ground as he drank his fill of the Archduke’s blood.
Murphy pressed his left hand against his shoulder and raised his right hand.
The rejuvenated dark claws popped out like interlocking scarlet claw blades, piercing through the heart from behind in a decisive execution stance, clasping that evil heart and pulling it out in one smooth motion.
The heart left his body as if it had drained all of Salokdar’s will and strength, causing him to fall to his knees.
At the end of this long life, he too seemed to snap out of the call of subspace, and he looked back at his weeping daughter one last time, smiling with the grim and stern smile that a vampire father should have with difficulty, and took hold of Murphy’s wrist again, and in his first and last conversation, he said:
“Be careful! Watch out for Dusk they’re all around us.”
(End of chapter)