Chapter 209: Where did the 208 Mouse Gang jump out of the third-rate force?

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Witch hunters into the sewers has been three hours later, with their debut, the ghoul plague has passed the beginning of the chaotic defense period to counterattack, and with Murphy also personally led into the sewers, tonight’s battle will enter the most vigorous stage.

Thanks to the time bought by the intrepid little players in the beginning, not many ghouls broke out of the surface before the emergency Cadmanian People’s Army set up several lines of defense.

A portion of the ghouls, however, found their way by mistake to the torn rock wall at the city’s rift valley, and they rushed out through the crack in the wall, which had been sliced almost flat through 90°, and fell headlong to the bottom of the rift valley deeper below, before being swallowed up by the astral aura that tumbled out of them there.

What lies at the bottom of the City Rift remains an “unsolved mystery” to this day.

The fall of more than a dozen sub-dimensional meteorites was enough to cause a long period of time for a dense and chaotic spiritual energy atmosphere to coexist there, so that even a spiritual energy master such as Tris had difficulty in detecting the true situation below.

But it wasn’t really impossible to enter, it was just unnecessary.

No matter what is there, they will not affect the construction of the surface in a short period of time, and with the passage of time the chaotic aura of spiritual energy is also dissipating, Murphy has enough patience to wait for those things that have been obscured to see the light of day, and most importantly, Murphy really does not have so many resources at hand to invest in this exploration action that may not see any return at all.

Back to the sewers.

With the entry of experts in dealing with ghouls and spirits, the attack of these “stinky things” that kept coming out of the ground was soon fully curbed.

Witch hunters are not just hunters and killers, there are also oak sages among them who can cast spells, and the most important feature of these guys’ psychic spells, besides healing, is “natural purification”.

Under the arrangement of the two commanders, Natalie and Eugene, more than fifteen purification spells were released at the edge of the first floor sewers, completely dispersing the residue of death energy there.

In this way, as long as the ghouls in this area were cleared away, this sewer would no longer give birth to more dangerous things due to the entrenchment of death spirit energy.

The purified area was filled with the aura of natural spiritual energy.

It was a smell that was highly distasteful to the ghouls and grudges, no less than being ignited by flames or being illuminated by light, and thus their formations were continually compressed, and again divided and lured by the witch hunters in a rather planned and seasoned manner, and ultimately cleared out quickly under the incineration of the moondust bombs and alchemic kerosene.

Although the witch hunters were not very numerous, their killing efficiency was far higher than that of other forces.

Even the proud Blood Alliance Knights had to admit that they weren’t as professional as these witch hunters at the level of clearing these low-level evil spirits.

The strong performance of the witch hunters in the sewers tonight also made the new players who were following the NPCs to pick up heads “through the plot” have some different ideas.

Although the vampire race is really cool and flirty, but not everyone is willing to give up the time to act during the day, perhaps into the arms of the Church of Avalon is also a good career plan?
“Hail to you! Defenders of the city’s sewers! I am honored to serve alongside you!”

Norman, the masked veteran who had swung his combat knife to cut down a ghoul, was about to look for his next target when he suddenly heard a voice expressing his gratitude to him.

This made the old Norman turn around in surprise, and he saw a guy in the leather armor of a squire doing a pretty standard salute to him.

But the problem was that this guy was obviously not a “local”! From his strange accent and his face, he could tell that this was one of Murphy’s warriors.

This was an Otherworlder!

This guy has inserted a mind microphone plug-in into his arithmetic bead to allow him to speak freely with others, and it’s worth noting that there are two guards with swords and shields at his side.

It was still an administrator!
“But what’s this idiot doing?”

Old Norman thought in his mind:

“Is it a deliberate imitation of someone from our world? That’s a lousy imitation.”

But even with such slander in his heart, the person at least gave recognition and thanks, so Old Norman couldn’t pretend he didn’t see it, so he nodded his head towards that strange little player with great restraint.

In order to indicate that he accepted this “tribute”, but did not expect him to respond to this “accident”.

ID named “Honor Knight Tepal” small player immediately went forward, very active request to join the old Norman’s hunt, he also very reasonable emphasized that he has two heroic veteran guards, will never become a burden to the old Norman, and even intends to and the old Norman agreed on the distribution of the spoils of war matters.

These words made the two veterans escorting the administrative player roll their eyes.

They didn’t know if this “employer” of theirs had some kind of serious illness. But there was no doubt that this guy was completely different from the other warriors, and from the moment he appeared in the Scarlet Fortress, he had been trying very hard to play the role of a “local”.

But unfortunately, although Transylvania’s people are tough and wild, they also have their own set of local etiquette, so a small player who has just entered the game for not more than two days can’t imitate that flavor at all.

“Follow me.”

Old Norman was annoyed to no end and could only say casually, then let the drag-queen warrior behind him follow him.

This scene was all caught in the eyes of Orchid, who was bandaging the wounds of several wounded not far from the side, and the Grand Traveler reached out and bumped Lumina’s shoulder, saying:

“Voila! RP players just like you are quite rare in these fickle years.”

“But I’m actually just playing for fun, people that’s real RP.”

Lumina bristled:

“This Tepal dude has just entered the game for two days and he’s almost become a ‘player weirdo’, some people said they saw him not doing quests either, just walking around the camp imitating those guards, and learning etiquette from the locals, and even spitting with them about how hard it is to eat the food in the camp.

He had even made friends with several veterans who always gathered to drink.

Professor Malcolm seems to like his humble good manners though.
This is absolute pureblood RP, a true monster of the game.

Ah, the ‘talent’ in the game is really growing, I really don’t know where the development team found these guys, not to mention that seriously, this game is definitely the gospel and mecca of the RP party now.

You say, do I want to give the game publicity in my specialized role-playing group? What’s the point of those guys running a group all day long? Why don’t they come to the real magic otherworld and run around a bit.”

“Engage.”

Orchid Flower moved neatly to help the injured soldier in front of her to treat his wounds and tie them up again, in the latter’s gratitude she got up and said to Lumina:
“This game can’t last long with the invitation system alone, the players’ circle of contacts is always limited, and in the later stages it’s likely that we’ll encounter a situation where the number of beta testers won’t be able to keep up with the plot’s advancement. If you think the RP party will enjoy the game, then let them come, there are more players to push the plot forward anyway.

But don’t actually recruit evil fun people.
I’m telling you, with the rigor this game shows, something could really go wrong, and it wouldn’t be a good idea to get you involved.”
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“Bang.”

The dozen or so ghouls that were frozen in the ice dance fell to the ground at the same time, the freezing that originated from the blade of cold teeth was not something that these ordinary spirits could withstand, and thanks to the professional specialty of the Catacomb Sword Guards, there were still death-summoned spirits rushing out after they fell to the ground, and then they were commanded by Murphy to kill in the front.

But this killing efficiency still makes Murphy very dissatisfied.

He looked around the chaotic battle, the tunnel leading to the second floor of the sewers “ancient area” is almost filled with ghouls and ghosts.

He and the small players can only deal with the flood, little by little to clear forward, and only until this time Murphy can finally be sure that Trish’s guess about this sudden outbreak of ghouls and ghosts plague is right.

It was by no means a coincidence!
These ghouls so fervently attacking all the life near the underground has exceeded the category of necromantic creatures’ aversion to the living, there is definitely someone manipulating them behind the scenes, that hiding in the darkness of the underground dog Sneaky guy is obviously not willing to let Murphy and his warriors move forward and thus discover his secret.

“Trying to crack the earth and seal a king in my territory? Nice try, Mr. Hiding Conspirator.”

The vampire lord was already feeling sick and tired of the ghouls and spirits that kept pouring out in front of him, slaughtering these senseless enemies did not bring the pleasure of battle in the slightest.

So he decided to deal with the problem in a different way.

“Back off!”

Murphy threw a Death Grip forward, lifting the wailing ghouls surging forward into the air and slamming them hard forward in a burst of psychic lightning, the blow clearing a not-so-large area large enough for Murphy to continue casting his spell.

The “Twelve Blood Vultures”, who were alerted by him, immediately retreated, and then they saw Lord Murphy sheathing his sword, gripping the Astral Beast Tamer’s Whip at his waist, and making a special casting maneuver.

Using George, the Star Realm Giant Wolf who was pouncing on his prey in front of him, as the node, the Summoner Advancement Technique – Extended Summoning was activated!
George sensed Murphy’s will, he fiercely knocked away a ghoul at the same spot and raised his hair to let out a long and desolate wolf howl, then beside him the starry world flowed like a mysterious tunnel opening up, and a ferocious starry world wolf stepped into the material world from the starry realm under the guidance of George’s call.

These star world wolves are all from George’s wolf pack, and can be considered his companions.

The principle of the so-called ‘Extended Summoning’ was not difficult to understand, for the Star Realm Wolves and other summoned creatures that possessed the habit of forming packs, experienced summoners could use biomarkers to summon more of their kind to form a temporary group in the material world.

Murphy’s spiritual energy pool was depleting rapidly.

By the time the last Star Realm Wolf jumped out of the summoning spell, a Star Realm Wolf pack numbering up to 30 with George as the temporary head wolf had already appeared in front of him. Their existence in the material world was dependent on Murphy’s Spiritual Energy Technique, and the time they could exist depended on Murphy’s will, up to a maximum of two hours, but it was enough for the current situation.

“Snap.”

Murphy moved his wrist to snap the Star Realm Hunting Whip in the air, and swung his fingers forward as his blood-colored cloak swayed.

The kill order was given!
The wolves then wailed and pounced on the pack of ghouls blocking the road ahead.

The best part was that the ghouls that were bitten to death by the wolves could still be counted in Murphy’s kills, which meant that the Grave Sword Guard’s Death Summoning complemented the Summoner’s skills perfectly at this moment, allowing Murphy’s “beasts” to roll up like a snowball.

Murphy’s ghosts and the other party’s ghosts were fighting and scratching in the air, emitting ear-piercing whistles, causing the surrounding temperature to drop rapidly, and in the wolves’ advance, the ghouls’ obstruction was finally opened up a gap.

“Blanch! Is this how Summoners fight? It feels so good to fight with many against few.”

Good Pigeon, who was constantly advancing behind Murphy, said to the Bull beside him while gliding awkwardly and storing up his power to prepare for the release of a wide-range Spiritual Lightning:

“Do you think it’s okay for me to turn my last profession into a Summoner as well? I also want to be as strong as Lord Murphy!”

“What the hell are you switching to!”

Little Vikrama, who was clearly a bit more skillful in her flying stance next to her, mercilessly sneered while pointing accurately with her bullets:

“Summoner is the branch of Spiritualist Ow, you can’t become a Summoner after you’ve already turned Blood Torturer, there’s no such thing as point washing in this game.”

“There’s no need.”

Meow Shark from the student party also persuaded:

“You see that Summoners are strong just because Lord Murphy himself is strong, but I’ve asked Touch You Poor before, an ordinary Summoner summoning up to ten Star Realm Wolves at the Black Iron rank is the limit. You don’t compare the strength of NPC’s skills with ours ah, what we have in our hands are castrated monkey versions . Fuck!

There are still so many ahead? How long will this take to kill!”

They followed Murphy and rushed into the sewers of the ancient district, only to have just turned a corner and looked forward to another dense swarm of ghouls blocking all paths forward.

Under this number, the stench of these “stinky things” together is enough to make any normal person afraid, that is like a biochemical poisonous field of things that make the small players are almost numb.

Fear is not afraid, is disgusting.

This is also too buried ah.

“How many ghouls are there in the sewers?”

Happy Stick’s face was also very ugly as he grabbed his shotgun and fired forward to dry-fire an unlucky ghoul, reloading while speaking to the other brothers:
“Why do I feel like this thing is about the same size as a group? Does it really make sense to paint so many of these little monsters?”

“So it’s time to bring in the ‘professionals’ in this situation.”

Murphy suddenly spoke up.

He stopped his advance and called back his wolves, the crowd was surprised to follow Murphy’s gaze backward, and soon a slender figure appeared in front of their eyes.

“Here comes the Blackheart Demon Hunter Hime!”

Kakitoni, who was carrying a large axe, shouted too much, and was given a hard stare by President Natalie, who was striding towards her.

Obviously.

She didn’t like her nickname . What do you mean, black heart? I know it’s more or less unethical of me to sell you plug-ins for twenty times the price, but isn’t that to raise money for the rebuilding of a sacred church?
How is that for the sake of faith?
“My Necessary Evil is a bit of a picky eater, it doesn’t really like all this fishy blood tainted by death, and holy relics originating from the midnight are always in character and in need of a beating.”

Murphy made a “please” motion to Natalie as he said:
“Perhaps it is time for the glory of the God of Avalon to descend here to purify this filth.”

Natalie had no comment on this, and the gray-haired president of the Adventurer’s Guild reached out and gripped the hilt of the Great Oak Blade behind his back, speaking to Murphy again in the darkness:
“However the Watcher is apparently a little more interested in purifying you than purifying the ghouls, and it’s snarling obscenities for me to cut you. To be honest, I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing”

“Then it looks like I’m going to have to stay away from it.”

Murphy cautiously took another step back.

He eyed Natalie as she walked towards the ghouls that were wailing and lunging at her in front of her while drawing the oak holy blade that was taller than her person.

As the adventurer guild president softly chanted the name of the god, the familiar and magnificent blue-green purifying fire ignited on the blade of the elven ceremonial great sword, both in scale and concentration were far from the invincible stance it had in the hands of the old Fennok, but it was still more than enough to deal with a group of ghouls.

Natalie took a deep breath, only to nearly yue out from the stench of the place.

However, she still held her sword in both hands and assumed the Assault Stance of the Hunting Sword Technique, and after a few seconds of storing up her strength, dragging the great sword, she flashed into the filth in front of her like a swift shadow, and the first swing of the Oak Sacred Blade pulled out a burning light in the darkness, incinerating all the ghouls around her into ashes.

“Crap, 666!”

This horrifying killing power and clearing ability made the small players cry out that they were invincible, and with Natalie, the “Ghoul Crusher”, advancing steadily, the group soon arrived at the depths of the ancient sewers.

Surprisingly, they actually found a “familiar face” here.

“Blanch! Brother Cat? Why are you guys so miserable?”

Happy Stick quickly gathered his wings and landed, helping Cat, who was struggling to catch his breath after the flying ash that was flying in the sky, to his feet.

Although the Soldier Strike Five were still alive at this time, their condition was already so bad that it could not be described as anything else, and almost everyone was already on the verge of breaking down after the fierce battle by those epidemics and bleedings and other debuffs that made them very tired.

Cat who was helped up couldn’t even say complete words, just grasped Happy Stick’s hand and said in a broken voice:

“Take them take the kids out! There’s bad stuff down there down there people! There’s a lot of people down there! There’s Lord Kudel down there! Go help him .”

After saying that, Cat passed out with a twist of his neck, and his entire body instantly went offline, as did several of his other brothers.

They weren’t dead yet, but such intense deconditioning made it certain that they wouldn’t be able to get on the game for a few hours, yet Happy Stick was completely confused as to what the brothers were talking about until Murphy stepped forward and pushed open a small, half-collapsed room that they had been dead-set on guarding.

The lord and his warriors saw twenty or thirty skinny, bony children curled up in a ball inside, and they looked at the men in front of them with horrified eyes.

The scene sent everyone into shock, there were actually living people under the ghoul infested sewers?

“Don’t be afraid, children.”

Murphy tried his best to act as gentle as possible.

But his pitiful 2 points of charisma as a vampire was really no way to appease these frightened children, so it was left to little Vikrama to step in, and only by relying on her 6 points of charisma and a seemingly never-ending supply of candies in her pockets did she ask where these children came from.

“My lord, in the cave below there is a force called the ‘Rat Gang’ controlling their parents.”

Little Reed Name came flying in to report as she waved her fists in righteous anger and said:
“It’s that bad thing called the ‘Calamity Rat King’ that’s manipulating the ghouls to attack us!”

“How many living people are down there?”

Murphy asked, and Little Vikrama gestured a hand and said:
“Over 500, the kids couldn’t tell, but I think it’s a little more than that. They also say there are a lot of disobedient people who were fed to ghouls by that plague rat king .”

“Good guts!”

A flash of scarlet flashed in Murphy’s eyes as he said in a cold voice:

“Daring to do such a thing in my territory, no matter what the origin of this Rat King is, he obviously has a lot of balls! Someone with such balls, I think he’s already prepared to endure the midnight wrath. My warriors, send these children up, and then go as fast as you can to inform Maxim to bring down the clan leader’s own guards.

The Mother of Midnight is craving a blood sacrifice, let us settle this matter as quickly as possible.”

(End of chapter)