Chapter 178 177 Bloodbeard Murphy: Be my son!

Chapter 178 177. bloodbeard murphy: be my son!

The first vampires in the playhouse are going to be born, which is rightfully a big deal.

Therefore, almost all of the young players who had nothing to do at this time were invited to attend the “First Embrace and Spirit Weaving Ceremony”.

There was a lot of discussion about the strengths and weaknesses of vampires and humans, but this was a topic of interest to new players, as veteran players had already argued this issue over and over again on the forums.

Basically belongs to a “monthly post”, every few days will be raised, almost like fishing, this topic, immediately there will be a group of idle nothing is waiting for the helmet “gluttony party” will rush in a burst of war of words.

For the old players, they can appear here tonight is bound to have gone through serious thinking, and there is no such thing as a hot head on the head of the situation.

As the host of the first embrace ceremony, Murphy was already waiting in the heir’s hall.

The arrangement here was more or less the same as before when Maxim received his first embrace, but the small pool of blood in front that served as a decoration had been replaced with a golden cup that held a crimson liquid.

It wasn’t blood!

Or rather, not pure blood.

Tris’s research on this unique form of existence of the players had reached a rather profound level, and at Murphy’s request she had adjusted the ratios of the source blood potion used in the last experiment, in an effort to make the players’ initial embrace closer to the transformation of the “NPCs”.

Although it was true that the blood used to change their life forms did not exist in their bodies, it did not prevent Tris from using alchemy to simulate the entire process.

In fact, in the viewpoint of some ancient schools of spiritual energy, blood is the thing necessary to carry spiritual energy in the body of a living creature, and from this viewpoint, if we extend it, the replacement of blood with spiritual energy in the small players can also be regarded as the exchange and granting of the blood of sinful descendants.

Unfortunately, however, this time there would be no Lady Adele in her bustless blood sacrifice robe to act as an assistant at the side, which instantly made the rhodium cesium berylliums in the crowd lose a lot of interest in this ceremony.

There were no quality, inexpensive official Cosplayers to watch.

Scattered Scattered!

“Once there was a chance of eternal life before me, but I didn’t cherish it! Now it’s too late to regret losing it. If I could be given another chance, I definitely wouldn’t have been so excited to try nature baptism that night in the forest”

Standing in the first row of the crowd, Brother Woo Meow leaned on his Scarlet Witch cane and looked at the twelve brightly dressed players in front of him, he said with a sour and sighing face:

“There should have been a share of old me here! In terms of seniority, besides Good Dove, who can compare to me? I’ve been picking up trash in Lady Trish’s basement since Cadman City still existed!

What seniority is that!
Back then, Lord Murphy threatened to throw us into the blood bag of Lady Tris if we didn’t behave. If I’d known what Lady Tris looked like, I’d have smashed the bottle I found over Lord Murphy’s head.
Not that I’m saying, but I’m an old blood redoubt, high or low.”

“Think on the bright side.”

Woo Meow brother’s old cousin small hand while watching the fun, while patting the old brother’s shoulder, comforting said:

“Although you can’t be a vampire, you’re already the lickspittle of the God of Avalon! Right? Isn’t that big enough for you? The first Avalon God follower in the play house. Tsk, the old god’s favor is the Tree Leaf Banner, who dares to look down on you.”

“Do you fucking know how to comfort people? What does it mean to lick a dog? This is called sincerity and fervor understand? Boss Avalon is watching us!”

Brother Woo Meow chided as he slapped away the pretentious hand:
“You are also a missionary wanderer under Boss Avalon’s command now, so behave yourself, okay?”

“Silence!”

Maxim, who was holding an hourglass in his hand, shouted in a deep voice as the last drop of scarlet gravel fell, and the whispers in the entire Hall of Sons and Heirs suddenly quieted down.

The small players were wide-eyed.

They knew that they were about to see the scene of the first racial conversion in this game, which would definitely be a terrific talking point later on, after all, in terms of the quality of this game, but if the development team liberalized the player applications and spent a little money to publicize it, they would squeeze in 100,000 people for you in minutes believe it or not?

Even if you don’t want to spend money on publicity, there is no problem!
You see in the crowd holding the scorpion lion touch you poor and is ready to drink the source blood synergy of the small reed name of these two small rich brother small rich woman has been ready to help the development group to spend money on publicity.

It’s just a matter of Brother Murphy’s word.

However, tonight’s Murphy seems a bit silent.

He was concentrating on his role as an NPC.

Because this time, he was going through the process to basically set the tone of the ceremony for the players’ first embrace afterward, after discussing with Tris, he decided that he wouldn’t play so many tricks, and that starting from tonight, a batch of players’ first embraces would be carried out in the Hall of Sonships on time every half a month afterward.

The overall tone will follow the solemn but simple way, so that the players don’t waste time and the NPCs don’t need to set up tedious scenes in advance.

The only requirement was that every time a first embrace took place, Mrs. Tris, who was the matriarch of the Blood Vulture Clan, had to be present.

This was because theoretically, these players who had completed their first embrace would be members of her clan, which meant that in the future, if they caused any trouble on the continent, Cuice would have to take the blame as well.

However the Scarlet Witch was not afraid of this at all.

Laughing, when I was in my heyday, I could scare half the city to death when I went out to buy groceries, so she’s not afraid of the players causing trouble.

“I ask you, warriors!”

Tris stood on the observation platform on the second floor, holding the Serenade Scepter in her hand and assuming a majestic stance, her cold and serious voice echoed around the entire Hall of Sons and Heirs.

As Murphy’s previous lines, she asked:
“Are you willing to bid farewell at this time to the world of light surrounded by the blazing sun, and walk into the darkness of eternity under the peaceful shelter of night?”

“We do, ma’am!”

“Willing! Very willing!”

“I would like to dedicate my strength to the revival of the Blood Vulture Clan!”

“Long live Archduke Tris! Forever healthy for Earl Murphy! Little Rich Lori is healthier! Maxim is full of color!”

“Fie on you! How dare you say that! Drag you out and shoot you!”

The twelve little players each shouted out their oaths, not uniform at all, in a farcical manner.

However this was just going through the motions.

They were all standing in front of the Scarlet Chalice, if they wanted to retreat now, not to mention Murphy wouldn’t agree to it, the small players on the sidelines wouldn’t agree to it either.

“Shit! I’m videotaping this, don’t lose face!”

Happy Stick, who was trying hard to put up an imposing stance, shouted in a low voice in the makeshift team channel:
“Re-answer with me, this time formally! I’m going to post this scene on the forums, you guys need to think about immersion, assholes! Here, read the words as they were just given to you!
Three, two, one!”

“Of course we do! Your Excellency the Archduke.”

The twelve small players shouted aloud:

“From now on, we will step into the night; from this moment on, we will step into eternity!”

“Very well.”

This time, the neat and tidy reply allowed Tris to finally save some face in front of Archduke Shani, who was covering her mouth with a light smile.

She didn’t know where these little ones had heard this admonition that she had once given to Maxim, but she had to say that it was really appropriate to use it here.

And it was very imposing!

“Then, in the name of the Archduke of the Blood Vulture, I declare that you and the other twelve will be the newest members of the Blood Vulture Clan to be absorbed after a rough patch and disaster.

I believe you will represent the future!

I am confident that you will spread the name of the Blood Vulture to the continent!
Now, by your respective honored elders, you will drink the Wine of Eternal Life, let the blood of the Sin Descendants flow within the warriors, and let the Blessing of Midnight embrace and shelter you, and in the name of the Sacred Blood, you will merge into this Scarlet Sins.”

Murphy and Maxim stepped forward.

The six dormitory brothers of these twelve along with Bull and Happy Stick were the first small group of players, and Murphy was going to fulfill his agreement for that special mission earlier.

Of the remaining four people Little Reed’s name was more special.

She has already started the “Murphy’s Warriors” quest line, so she can also be counted as a “Murphy’s Descendant”.

The rest, Pomegranate, Kakitonitai, and Mud to Luta Oil, all have official ranks in the military organization that has been renamed the Kardman People’s Army, so they would be considered Maxim’s heirs.

As for Mrs. Adele’s favorite Lumina, she was an “Iron Blooded Elf” and refused to turn into a vampire, which made Adele a bit regretful.

However, with this “E sister” in the player’s super popularity, I think that after the players into the Adele faction will not be less, after all, in terms of gameplay, face value is the strength of the battle this saying is not true at all.

“Come on, drink the wine of eternal life.”

Murphy raised the golden cup in front of him with a smile on his face and handed it into the hands of the lead Big Dove whispering to him:
“When we first met, I could not have imagined that at some point in the future I would accept you, the disrespectful fellow who tried to drop his pants in front of me, as my heir, even in name.

It would ruin both of our reputations if word got out, you would be ridiculed, and I would be ridiculed for having an impudent heir, but I am willing to take that risk for you.”

“It was just an accident, Lord Murphy, in fact, as you know, I’m super decent and reliable in person.” The good dove grimaced in an effort to look dignified, and in the process deflected the super-embarrassment she felt inside.

Shit!
This black history stuff can be so scary!

He was immediately about to drink the crimson liquid from the golden cup in his hand but was stopped by Murphy, it was only natural for everyone to drink together for such a monumental moment.

“I still remember my first meeting with Badger.”

Murphy said softly as he handed Badger his second drink:
“You once referred to yourself as a ‘poor student’, which made me speculate about your identity in your hometown. Perhaps down and out now, but I’m sure that being so good and so sharp, you’ll be able to make something of yourself, whether it’s here or over there.

I believe that a shining and sincere heart can always keep on creating miracles.”

“Thank you for your approval, Lord Murphy, I’m moved to tears, I really won’t lie to you.”

Badger made a face and held the golden cup firmly in his hand.

Murphy then handed the third and fourth cups of wine to Cuckoo Chicken and Meow Shark as he said softly:
“I don’t have much contact with the two of you, but I’ve never seen you back down in difficulties and never bow down to a strong enemy, which confirms to me that you’ll create a brilliant resume in your own lives my lovely friends, bravely stride forward.”

“Holy shit, it breaks my heart when the beloved Lord Murphy says he doesn’t know us well.”

Cockatoo said to Meowshark:

“Looks like the two of us will have to behave more in front of him from now on.”

“That’s for sure! We can’t let PY King Badger monopolize our beauty.”

In the midst of the two guys’ words, Murphy handed the bionic snail with his head bowed a fifth glass of wine as he said:
“I’m rather impressed with you, my warrior, especially the scene where you fell with your head catching a crossbow bolt and your hand covering your crotch, it still echoes in my mind. My eyes are groaning and it tells me that I probably won’t be able to forget that scene for a long, long time …”

“Please hold your tongue! I knew it.”

The bionic snail was on the verge of tears.

He knew that his “feat” when he first entered the game would definitely become an enduring story in this game.

Just thinking about it made him feel hopeless.

“It’s my turn, I can’t help but want to hear Lord Murphy’s impression of Che Che.”

Che Che, the most jumpy and invincible Tyrannosaurus Rex in the group of six, made an effort to puff out his chest and tuck in his stomach, glaring at Murphy while the noble mainline NPC handed the golden cup into his hands.

Murphy said softly:
“I still can’t understand how the two things ‘Tyrannosaurus Rex’ and ‘Che’ were combined by you to become your strange name, but that doesn’t affect my deep impression of the optimistic part of your personality.

Fate will always favor the optimist, and being able to keep a smile on one’s face at all times in the midst of suffering is a valuable virtue, and I should probably learn from you, my warrior Che, as perhaps everyone else should.

Face everything with a smile and face your strong enemies head on with optimism.”

“Holy shit! Is this still an NPC?”

Murphy’s every comment was heard by the small players in the crowd below, touching you poorly and dumbfounded, he said to the Chosen Fighting Gray Man beside him:
“Have the NPCs in this game always been this intelligent? I feel like it’s just like a real person. No, he’s much gentler than the idiots we encounter in life. Is this the power of the most advanced AI on the market now?”

“You may not believe me when I say this, but I’ve made friends with several NPCs in the camp, and they’ll bring me a basket of berries when they return from an outing, and my two assistants will help me make dinner, even though I don’t need it.”

The gray beater sighed as he whispered:

“At this rate, I feel like my life in the game is going to be more fulfilling than reality, holy shit this game is toxic!”

Murphy, of course, heard the sentiment.

He laughed cockily in his heart!
That’s right!

This was what he wished to see!
Only when the small players developed a true dependence and affection for the Scarlet Fortress would he be able to feel comfortable entrusting more power and duty to them; to be precise, he wanted more than just the fearless Fourth Heavenly Tribulation, and he wanted more than just mere looting and greedy scavenging.

This was a second life!
Not just his, but also that of his cute and brave little players.

It was what they deserved!
“Bull, the bravest warrior of my warriors!”

Murphy sent the seventh gold cup into Ox’s hands as he reached out and patted Ox’s broad shoulders, smiling:
“There is no need for me to say anything more about you, Transylvania will be proud of you! I’m sure you’ll be a symbol of our excellence in one way or another in the future.”

“Uh-huh.”

Bull nodded vigorously.

Finally, Murphy stepped in front of Happy Stick.

He stared at Happy Stick, and Stick looked at him, Stick was curious about what kind of image he had in the NPC’s mind, until Murphy sent the eighth golden cup into Happy Stick’s hands, then, this vampire lord stared at him with his own talking eyes, as if he wanted to see through his heart, Murphy said after two seconds of silence:
“You’re not like all the others .”

“Huh?”

Stick’s heart was shocked when he heard this, could it be that some of his “true thoughts” about the characteristics of the vampire race had been sensed by Lord Murphy?

No way!
“Your affiliation with Transylvania is not as strong as the others, you are an absolute pragmatist, you are just thankful that the world has given you a chance to utilize your strengths and ambitions. Your heart yearns for war.

It seems like a repressed beast roaring!

It doesn’t seem to have much room left for tenderness and emotion.”

Murphy shook his head and said to Happy Stick:

“But perhaps it’s for the best! It is the purer people who can create greater endeavors in a given field, and if this place is merely a battlefield for you to spill your blood, then rise to the occasion.

I have no doubt that you will become the finest soldier and commander this land can produce!”

“Me.”

Stick wanted to explain.

But upon seeing Murphy’s eyes, he fell silent and finally nodded his head to say nothing more.

Murphy walked up to the last scion.

He removed the golden cup, leaned down slightly, and delivered it into the hands of the dwarf Vikrama’s female sword saint, and in little Vikrama’s widened eyes, the gentle Lord Murphy suddenly reached out his hand and scraped the bridge of her nose.

In a voice that only the two of them could hear, he said:
“I still remember our agreement, and this will always be your second home as long as you want it to be.”

“Of course I’m willing!”

Little Vikrama said with a skittish grin:

“But can you stop treating me like a child!”

“Well, that’s my fault.”

Murphy shrugged, and with a flick of his fingers, a fruit lollipop exclusive to the royal family of Nordoff popped out of his psychic bag and fell into his hand, and was again delivered to Little Vikrama’s eyes as if he were handing a rose.

She, who claimed not to be a child, almost cheered out loud.

On the other side of the room, Maxim reached out and used his psychic energy to hold up three golden chalices to be delivered to his three heirs, and he let out a low voice under his vulture mask, saying:
“I am not as good a talker as Lord Murphy, but I am impressed with the three of you. You are all unrivaled warriors! So it is with respect and anticipation that I am here, and with great honor that I may serve as your honored leader.

I wish to tell you that we are the guardians of this land, and the hands and blades that will fulfill the ambitions and ideals of Lord Murphy and Lady Tris.

After you drink this cup of immortality, your lives will no longer be yours alone!

You will be transformed into something eternal, and thus transcend mere matter, but I am confident that you will not fail to live up to this power.”

“Then, drink the wine of eternal life!”

Murphy and Maxim spoke at the same time:
“Become my children! Sip the blood and live forever.”

The twelve drank the golden cup of liquid in unison, and the old dirt bike guy in the crowd rubbed his brow and spat at the fully insured semi and shovel next to him:

“You guys, doesn’t Lord Murphy’s phrase translate to ‘Become my son?’ So, his nickname is ‘Bloodbeard’ right?”

“Shit!”

Shovel Elder Brother, who was in the middle of videotaping, was made to cry and laugh by this sentence, and he fiercely whacked his old brother who was laughing maniacally.

Cursing to:

“What a good scene ah, the result is so you say let a person can’t tense up, you this old penis prick ape collect collect taste okay! This can really enough ow!”

(end of chapter)