Chapter 16 16 But where effort pays off, I’ll TM roll explode alright!

Chapter 16 16. but where effort pays off, I’ll TM just roll burst alright

Murphy’s eyes rounded under the dark, moonlit shroud.

He stared dead at the first extra talent phrase and that specialized reminder on his character card, and after freezing for a full five seconds, a wave of ecstasy erupted in his heart.

Well, just now, he was still complaining about the talent not working, but in the blink of an eye, he gave himself a surprise!
It turns out that this kind of imitation and learning through experience is the true essence of the experience system and template upgrades?

“Transfer!”

Murphy made a decision, and the “Blood Vulture Apprentice” on his character card was changed to “Blood Vulture Swordsman”, followed by a series of prompts:
[Blood Vulture Swordsman career change successful!
Occupational Characteristics: Blood Vulture Swordsmanship proficiency limit increased from “Proficient” to “Grandmaster”, damage dealt when using Blood Vulture Swordsmanship in battle increased.

This damage bonus is related to sword skill.

New Talent – Stormbringer: Each successful melee combo will increase the attack speed until the body can withstand the maximum attack speed, and the attack speed bonus disappears after the combo is broken.

New talent – Lightning Reflex: Each melee block can be countered, and the success rate of the counter attack increases with sword skill proficiency.

New talent – Night Swordsman: Vampire Swordsman’s unique Ghostly Footsteps will strengthen sword hits in the darkness of the night and improve dodging.

Career information has been updated. Currently, the main career is a level 1 Blood Vulture Swordsman, and the Trial of Power – Black Iron Body can be triggered when either the main/secondary career reaches level 10 and the character’s level reaches 10].

Murphy finished reading the prompt that popped up.

He didn’t immediately try the sword technique changes, but instead realized another problem:
If swordsmanship skills could be improved by reading skill handbooks, then couldn’t the psychic talent, which was rumored to be set in stone at birth, also accomplish a breakthrough in a similar way?

Murphy narrowed his eyes as he immediately put away the sword art handbook in his hand and took out the psychic ability skill handbook authored by Onii-chan Fimis.

This thing was then much thicker than the Sword Art Handbook.

Instead of being an accompanying book, it was more like a study note that Missy had taken when she was first learning Spiritual Energy, and it was more like a more elementary Spiritual Energy Magical Dictionary.

He flipped through the first page and was immediately confused by the complex-looking psychic energy models drawn in front of him.

This mysterious supernatural power looked really different from swordsmanship, reading this stuff really needed patience and brains, luckily Murphy wasn’t a dummy and knew what was going on now, so he read on with patience.

The first chapter of the handbook describes in detail the most basic technique, “Psychic Impact”.

Murphy also knew this, but Missy obviously had a master teacher to guide her.

She described in detail the seven different release modes of Psychic Energy Impact taught by her own mentor, making Murphy sweat for a while.

When he used this skill, he was roughly grabbing a ball of dark spiritual energy and smashing it at the enemy, his gesture was like a gorilla’s fecal ball attack, and he couldn’t help but despise himself for not having any technical skill at all.

Maxim, who was practicing swordplay next to him, wanted to remind Master Murphy that it was time to go back.

But when he saw that Murphy was very seriously holding a book and reading it, this loyal blood servant did not say anything to disturb his master, but silently grabbed the swift sword and practiced again.

Although he himself is a superstitious half-breed born in Transylvania region, but even if he is nicknamed as “monster”, he also knows that reading more is never a bad thing.

After almost half an hour, Murphy, who was really dizzy, decisively closed the book.

While rubbing his head, he looked at the prompts that popped up again on the character card in front of him:
[Repeatedly reading the first chapter of Phemis Cecilia Le Sombra’s Spiritual Energy Handbook, the proficiency of Spiritual Energy Impact Technique has increased significantly, and is currently “Skilled”.

Tip!

Since the author of this book has mastered the Psionic Blast technique to the level of “Proficient”, by reading and practicing this book, you can increase your skill to the limit of “Proficient”.

[New Skill Mastery – Psionic Blast Technique Extended Branches: Dark Ray, Body Orb, Bind, Suffocate, Shockwave, Energy Blast, Wind Blast.

Tip!

Branching skills are used as an extension of the main skill, and their proficiency follows the improvement of the main skill.]

[As you have achieved “Proficiency” in Psychic Skill, you can change your sub-profession “Empty” to “Apprentice Psychic Skill”, yes/no?

“This is awesome!”

This series of prompts made Murphy clench his fists.

All the previous complaints about the terrible talent vanished in this instant.

To put it bluntly Murphy wasn’t really resistant to crossing over this kind of thing, his greatest fear was that his talent would be limited to death making all his efforts fruitless.

But now the facts proved that in this foreign world, all his inputs would be transformed into outputs visible to the naked eye.

The uncertainty about the future was dispersed by one point once again.

Whew, keep swinging in a world where you can get stronger just by working hard?

What a joke!
I’m fucking roll bursting ah!
“Confirmed!”

Murphy took a deep breath, and just like just now, another large string of prompts popped up the moment the sub-profession completed its transfer:

[“Darkness-Psychic Apprentice” Profession Transfer Successful!
Profession characteristic bonus: Spiritual energy perception increased, dark spiritual energy utilization rate increased, spiritual energy recovery speed increased.

New talent – Dark Psychic Manipulation: Increased destructive power when using dark psychic techniques, extended duration of effects, and all psychic attacks have a weak mental shock effect on the enemy.

New talent – Psychic Feedback: Dark psychic energy resistance is increased, solar psychic energy resistance is reduced.

New Talent – Blood Spirit: A unique racial talent of Vampires that allows them to quickly recover from psionic drain by drawing the blood of living creatures, and temporarily increases their psionic limit and destructive power of their techniques.

Profession information has been updated. Currently, the secondary profession is Level 1 Darkness-Psychic Apprentice, and the Trial of Power – Black Iron Body can be triggered when either the primary/secondary profession reaches 10 and the character’s level reaches 10].

“Come!”

Looking at his refreshed character profession card, Murphy grinned and placed the Psychic Energy Handbook into the traveling bag he had gleaned from Missy, waved his hand and drew his Scarlet Caged Hand Sword and hooked his finger at his servant.

He glanced at the moon overhead, thanking the Mother of Night in his mind for the gift, and moved his neck again to address Maxim:
“We only have three days, whether it’s you or me, we have to do everything we can to become stronger, or else we’ll really die in the death sending mission set up by that black hearted young lady.

We have to survive, Mark!
We’re going to do whatever it takes to survive!
We’re going back to Cadman City together, alive! Make a name for ourselves together! Do great things together, fulfill our great plans together!”

These words caused the Blood Servant, who had always longed to excel, to clench his fists as well.

He nodded fiercely, grabbed the Swift Sword and attacked towards Master Murphy.

Of course, in his heart, he was prepared for Master Murphy’s terrible sword skills, so this strike was purposely slowed down.

However, the moment the sword blade swept in, Murphy made a delicate head tilt to dodge and then flipped his wrist and struck a counterattack with a precise burst forward, and the sword blade, which was humming and trembling because of the high-speed movement, returned to a point and stopped precisely in front of Maxim’s throat.

This brilliant counterattack caused the Blood Servant to freeze in place.

He then saw his master pinch out a dancing spark of psychic energy in the darkness and give him a subtle smile.

He said:

“Did you really think you were good just now just by letting letting go? Mark, don’t let go and don’t underestimate your master ah!”
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Three hours later, the arrival of the darkest hour of the day also meant that dawn was approaching.

Murphy, whose arms were sore as hell and whose spiritual energy had completely bottomed out, felt his body being emptied out, dragging his exhausted body back to the campfire.

Behind him, Maxim, who had been beaten up in a sorry state, was even more difficult to walk.

After all, he was wearing a better protective but heavier chain armor, and did not have a vampire body that recovered as quickly as Murphy’s, he just wanted to get a good night’s sleep now.

But Murphy’s heart was pleasurable. Because three hours of hard practice had brought his swordsman level to level 2, fully proving that fighting monsters wasn’t just the only way to upgrade, and wasn’t even the main way.

Miriam, who was hugging her body, was rubbing her eyes and sitting by the campfire.

She hadn’t slept well at all this night, all kinds of vampire seeing ghosts short stories that she had heard since she was a child were taking turns in the little theater in her head, causing her to be yawning this time.

“Where did this wagon come from?”

Murphy saw an all-black wagon parked by the campfire, not exactly refined or a four-wheeler used by small merchants to load up their goods, but roomy and airtight, with an old horse chewing the cud in front of it.

“That Missy’s human servants sent it when they rendezvoused, and an old aunt with an icy voice calling herself Missy’s housekeeper came to inform me just now.”

Miriam said with a yawn:
“Mrs. Adele said that she would be on her way at first light to reach the ambush site within three days, but she didn’t prepare a coffin for you to rest in, so I think she did it on purpose.

The other vampires all have exquisite coffins to sleep in, but not you.

You’re in deep shit, Murphy.

You’re such an embarrassment to the vampire clan, like the bullied and isolated first-year college student.”

Not caring about such teasing, Murphy surveyed the carriage turning his head to Miriam:

“Next Maxim and I have to grab some time to exercise our strength, can you drive the carriage?”

“Yes, I will, I was raised in the village, although I am the illegitimate daughter of the village chief but I am not a pampered one, my mother is a very powerful traveling merchant, she has even been to the island of Grimnay and the North Wind Castle when she was young.

It’s just a shame that she has a poor eye for picking men.”

Miriam waved her fist with confidence, and Murphy nodded and said:
“Then I’ll ask you to take care of the next step, I’ll let you go when this unlucky thing is over, and I’ll also gift you a sum of money as tuition to continue your education if needed.”

“Vampires are that kind?”

Miriam gave Murphy a suspicious look, she seriously doubted that this guy was painting a picture, however Murphy had already ignored her and
“My lord, more people are coming!”

Maxim suddenly uttered a reminder, causing Murphy to look back.

Behind them in the darkness of the night there were pulsating blood lights coming from afar, like scarlet meteors under the night, and only after they got closer did Murphy see that it was a single vampire hunter soaring through the night.

Their scarlet bat wings descended from the sky like a predatory vulture, and in the sway of their scarlet cloaks, they landed beside the previous group of vampires, and bowed down to Miss Phineas with an elegant and hypocritical gesture, just like a group of midnight aristocrats who came to attend a party.

More than thirty elite vampires soon gathered here, but this was only the first wave to converge, and it seemed that Miss Phineas had already made up her mind to do a big job.

As for those racy batwings .
That was the symbol of the Blood Vulture Clan!

Each of the seven major vampire clans had their own unique power, and although the other vampires also had delicate and short wings like decorations, in the opinion of the arrogant Blood Vultures, the other vampires’ pathetic fluttering was called gliding or chicken-walking at best!

Only the batwings of the Blood Vulture Clan are wide enough and powerful enough to be considered a true master of the skies.

“So cool.”

Murphy was a little sour for a moment.

Although he was also an official member of the Blood Wyvern Clan, but because his strength was too crotch has not yet reached the level of shaping the blood wings, Tris told him that shaping the blood wings is at least after reaching the “Black Iron Body”.

He is only a weak professional now, and is still a bit short of entering that realm.

However, he swept a glance at the “experience bar” that had been unlocked on his character card, and grunted in his heart, with this in his hand, it would only be a matter of time before he could grow his awesome wings.

He climbed into the carriage with the intention of sleeping for a while before dawn, but just as he got in, he saw Miriam approaching and leaning against the back of the carriage.

“You’re quite cunning, tricking that foolhardy Maxim into worshipping you as his master and willingly risking his life for you.”

Miriam whispered:

“Are all vampires as afraid of death as you are? Murphy, that’s not like what I read in the books.”

“It’s called wisdom.”

Murphy glanced at the wily lady and said lightly:
“And you better put on that midnight cape I gave you earlier, that’s not advice.”

“Why?”

Miriam said with a grunt:
“It’s not like I’m your blood servant, I’m only working with you because I simply hate witch hunters.”

“I can tolerate your insolence, Miriam, because I see your intelligence and cunning shining through.”

Murphy gestured behind him to the vampires who were hidden behind him, whispering in the darkness, and he blinked his own eyes, which glowed red in the darkness, at Miriam:
“But my compatriots don’t always have that kind of vision.

You may not know it, but it’s been a popular saying in Cadman’s city for the last few decades that the blood of the wiser virgins tends to taste better and be more collectible.

You might as well guess how long you would have survived this night if they had known you were not one of my blood servants.”

Murphy said in a long drawn out voice as he rubbed his chin:

“An hour? Three hours? Forget it, or have some faith in you, I’ll bet five hours! After five hours, you’ll be a ‘midnight snack’ for the vampires to kill their boredom, and maybe some of the vampire perverts who are despised for indulging in intercourse with ‘domestic animals’ will take a little interest in your youthful good looks.

But that’s a good thing, it means you have a ‘new master’.

Tell you what, I’ll bet you a gold coin!
Hey Maxim, wanna play?”

The loyal servant who heard the voice twisted his head and grinned, fished out a bloodied gold coin from his pocket, and said:
“My lord, of course I’m interested, I’ve seen this kind of thing many times, so I’m betting that this cunning and insolent chick won’t live for twenty minutes at all!”

This question and answer made Miriam’s face pale.

She was going to retort that Murphy was just scaring her.

But looking beyond this car into the blackness further into the night, she could see pairs of scarlet points of light dancing under the moon, the light radiating from the eyes of those vampires as they looked at her.

Every bit of it had cruelty and longing written all over it.

Although she had once read The Secret History of Vampires by the Chardo Explorers Association in the library, and had also learned about the various bizarre legends of her hometown about the Midnight Aristocrats, it was only when she actually came into contact with these transcendent creatures shaped by the darkness of the night that she was able to realize the fear those authors had experienced to write those words of persuasion.

In fact, she herself knew that she had come running to Murphy without words just because she sensed the malice that permeated that darkness.

She knew very well that in the situation at hand, only Murphy could protect her.

Thus, in Murphy’s gaze, Miriam took the midnight cloak handed over by Maxim and wrapped it tightly around herself without a word.

This action also made the malicious eyes looking at her in the darkness disappear one after another.

Although Murphy was a rookie, the Blood Vulture Clan did things by the book!

Until the Blood Servants’ honored elders died or abandoned them, other vampires couldn’t just reach out or they would be punished severely.

Murphy let out a satisfied laugh.

He reached out and patted the trembling little head in front of him and said in a whispering voice:

“Now that you’re safe, go to sleep, they won’t bother you.”

(End of chapter)