Chapter 224 223 Why do you guys always meet such strange and weird

Chapter 224 223 Why is it that you guys always come across such strange things?

Meowshark’s dream is to become a “Beast King”!
Well, I haven’t heard of that career specialization in this game so far, so he’s settling for being a good vampire midnight hunter tamer.

Though having a warbeast to drive isn’t a necessity for a flying vampire hunter, Meowshark has a stubborn sense that a hunter is nothing without a pet.

He has a “pet expert” character specialty, probably because he grew up helping out at his family’s pet store, and has been craving a baby since he first entered the game, and has been trying to get a Scorpion Lion out of the sewers by touching the poor PY with Fortune.

He only learned after the witch hunters of the White Oak Warband arrived in Transylvania that the tamers on this continent had no precedent of being able to tame a giant creature like a scorpion lion so far.

Or perhaps the intelligence and wildness of beasts above the giant creature template was too strong, causing them to be impossible to be tamed by mere taming techniques.

Even the elf hunters who were closest to the natural creatures could only tame the upper limit of beasts that could be tamed to large beasts.

This once made Meowshark very regretful, but after accidentally finding four small hyenas that had just opened their eyes in today’s hunt against the jackals, this regret was quickly transformed into fulfillment.

“Ow ow ow.”

The hyena’s cry was quite strange and unpleasant, even the little cubs were just as noisy, this kind of cry always felt like a human’s mocking voice after hearing it too much, not only creeping people out, but also easily making people’s blood pressure pull full.

Thus, after Meow Shark brought the four little beasts back to the temporary camp of the student party, they were disliked by the others one after another.

“I said why do you have such strange eyes?”

The Tyrannosaurus Rex Carriage, who was rubbing his staff on the side waiting for the sun to set before making a big kill, couldn’t help but spit out his words:
“You say you can not catch a good pet do not be anxious ah, when we level up later can leave the novice village, a few brothers to get you a leopard or a tiger lion with how awesome? Can’t really learn from Lord Murphy to catch a bird is also good ah.

Look, a hunter with an eagle is so cool!
You have to catch a couple of ergots.
This thing is ugly, and the dog’s character is not good, be careful of them biting you back, I’ve heard that these bloody hyenas and jackals are blood relatives, they may not be able to raise them.”

“You’re just talking nonsense! I specifically asked Belly, he told me that hyenas can be loyal as long as they are raised well.”

Meow Shark didn’t care about Che Che’s nonsense.

He took out strips of meat from his psychic bag, tore them up and added some water and bread crumbs to make a paste, and gave it to the four little hyenas crawling around at his feet.

He was very skillful in caring for these cubs, and it was obvious that he was an old hand at pet ownership.

At his side was also a handbook of the witch hunters’ beast taming techniques, which not only carefully described the techniques the witch hunters used to obtain the approval and following of the beasts with their natural psychic energy skills, but also had a section dedicated to the habits of the many kinds of beasts on the continent at the moment.

Meow Shark teased the four little hyenas with his fingers, skimming his lips:
“I asked the witch hunter for a book, and in that book, it says that even by the most critical standards, bloodthirsty hyenas are excellent war beasts, they are loyal and valiant, dedicated and united, and rank among the top of the medium-sized beasts in terms of intelligence.

They also know how to use tactics and work well with hunters.

Many hunters travel to the Dark Mountains to get their own Bloodthirsty Hyena.

It is only because they are companions of jackals and recognize only one master in their lives, and it is difficult for other races to get pure-blooded cubs, that they are very rare.

I just looked, there’s a female among my four puppies, just so I can raise it to become a hyena queen, so that I can have my own hyena pack, and then I’ll be a hunting team all by myself.

Do you understand the gold content of this?”

“Understand, who dares to not understand the name of Africa’s second brother.”

Che Che yawned.

He was a standard “face dog”, and obviously wasn’t interested in ugly beasts like bloodthirsty hyenas, but of course if they could be turned into two-legged walking beasts, then maybe he’d even look at them.

“It’s almost dusk! The time for Cheche to make a killing is coming!”

Tyrannosaurus Rex Che Che looked up at the slanting sky, it was too much torture for the vampire in the middle of the day, his whole body was shriveled up even if he was wrapped up tightly, and the real-time refreshment of the point pool on the character interface was even more difficult to look at.

At present, the first “Super King of Killers” competition is extremely anxious, pomegranate sister and cat brother is like a race, one moment you exceed me, the next I will exceed you.

The two of them have broken the third place.

Now Pomegranate Sister’s points are 58, Cat is 61, the third place Hedong Lion Roar is only 38 points, and the brothers at the back are not to mention.

Both Sister Pomegranate and Brother Cat had their own teams and were basically Black Iron ranked elites in order to ensure that the two of them could fight such godlike battles, these two groups of people were each guarding a small Jackal nest in the battle, but the other players weren’t in such a good position.

They could only follow around Happy Stick’s “Scarlet Hammer and Sickle Corps” and wait until Brother Stick commanded his brothers to break through the defense of a medium-sized Jackal nest, and then everyone swarmed up to grab heads.

The number of players was still small, so everyone adopted a smart strategy.

First, they would fight off the small and medium-sized Jackal lairs on the Dark Baroness’s territory, and then they would go and nibble on the large lairs that had more than a hundred members.

But even so, today’s one day’s capture still left the Bailiff Kudel, who was the commander of the siege operation, unusually shocked, even to the point of horror.

What was going on with these warriors of Murphy’s?

Can’t they feel tired?
Surprisingly, they were so passionate about killing, one by one, they were like the barbarian berserkers of the Ice Bay region, not only those well-equipped Black Iron rank veterans, even the new recruits wearing the leather armor of their escorts could manage to hold their positions and never retreat in the face of the dangerous jackals.

As soon as the other side showed any sign of routing, these guys would immediately swarm up with extraordinary ferocity, and to the accompaniment of a strange and shrill sound of some kind of musical instrument, they would crush the enemy with resolute and dangerous white-knuckle combat.

What made Kudel feel most astonished was not how skillful these warriors were, nor how appalling their courage was, but rather the fanaticism, the indescribable fervor displayed in battle.

It seems that in their understanding, death is just a simple and normal physiological activity like eating and drinking, not worth fearing or even caring about.

This was a strange emotion that Kudel had never seen before in his life as a human plus the long hundred years as a vampire.

It was as if .
It was as if what was in front of them was not an ugly and savage jackal, but a walking humanoid treasure.

“How many?”

Kudel rode on his own crimson warhorse, the most majestic hunter’s colt that the Adventurer’s Guild had specially selected for him, with the addition of a harness to make his warhorse like a hideous tank as well.

He asked a question to the administrator sent by Baroness Miriam beside him, who glanced at the notes in his hand and the mass of bloody jackal canine teeth and claw blades and bloodied tails piled up beside him, and the honorable Transylvanian civil servant scowled and whispered:
“From the early morning hours until now near dusk, the total number of killed in 8 hours is 557 ordinary jackals, 36 black iron individuals, 7 elite leaders, 2 jackal leaders captured alive, and a total of 13 small and medium sized lairs destroyed.

The number of slain Dogman Black Iron Individuals also reached 60, Elite Dogman Geoblasters were slain by 9, and there were four more captured Elite Individuals that would be sent along with the Jackals to be used as fighting beasts in Lord Maxim’s Fight Club.

As for the casualties of the ordinary dog-heads that accompanied the jackals, they could not be calculated!
Those dog things ran so fast in the darkness that even Lord Murphy’s fearless warriors had a hard time catching up with them in the dimly lit pit.

But according to the witch hunters, the local dog-heads are weak by nature and will only cling to the strong, and without the fierce and unruly jackals leading the way, these guys won’t pose much of a threat, and I can remember when I was a kid, my youngest friends and I would expel those thieving dog-heads with our sticks, led by the veterans of the village.

They are indeed cowardly.”

“Hmm.”

Kudel nodded, the result of this battle was glorious.

However, it was still a bit far from Murphy’s goal of clearing the entire Count Cadman’s territory within 20 days, but considering that there would still be individual vampires joining the hunt after nightfall, they should be able to complete the hunting goal today.

He asked again:

“What about the casualties of the warriors?”

“There were no injuries, only a few recruits who were too reckless in their pursuit were killed back by the fleeing jackals.”

The administrator in charge of statistics said with great regret:

“They were all very brave men, the most valiant warriors ever born on the land of Transylvania, what a pity. If all of our recruits were as fearless as these mountain warriors, even the Black Plague would not be worth fearing.”

“No, child, you haven’t seen the Black Plague with your own eyes to say such foolish things.”

The bailiff said in a calm tone:
“I have personally experienced it, and I can tell you that it is by no means a catastrophe that individual bravery is enough to reverse, when the real Black Calamity breaks out, even the jackal vanguards used as cannon fodder are stronger and more ferocious than these barbarians you see in front of your eyes, and more than their individual strength, their horrifying numbers are enough to overwhelm everything that stands in their way.

The Jackals of Transylvania are an inferior species, far less dangerous than their ‘relatives’ in the Dark Mountains.

I’ll admit that the fanaticism of these warriors has my heart in awe, but they have to be a little stronger, no, they have to be a lot stronger, to be able to defend all this that is being born in Transylvania, but the ferocity is certainly desirable.

You will return to the city with the spoils of the day. Remember to display the loot in the camp, the Murphy’s lords need confidence, and these emblems of the fey will give them back their confidence and security.”

“As you wish, my lord.”

The Administrator bent down and turned to direct a few of the camp guards to load these Jackal emblems onto their carts, his mission in this siege was over for the day.

Overhead the hours belonging to day were counting down, night was about to fall, the scarlet hunting ground belonging to the vampires was about to draw to a close, the true fears of Transylvania were about to join the hunt, and that meant that the show was about to begin.
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“Pfft.”

Sister Pomegranate solo tackled a jackalistic black iron brute, clawing the guy’s entire head off at the same time she herself was hit a little bit by the opponent’s stone warhammer, and the whole thing tumbled over and spat out blood as she climbed to her feet.

Of course, this was only the effect of the injury simulated by the physical projection.

Weakness was always hard to define for datamined players.

Depending on each player’s sensitivity and tolerance to pain, their behavior when they were weak was not quite the same, for example, the uniquely situated Little Vikrama could continue to fight against the piercing pain, but the pampered Little Fuyuko would wail in pain even if she accidentally got her foot smashed.

What was certain though was that the only time they would actually stop fighting was when they died.

“O power of nature, soothe the wounds of this warrior.”

Lady Water chanted the divine name of Avalon with great playfulness, waving her Thorn Staff to throw a Wind of Rejuvenation, emerald green psychic energy surging into Sister Pomegranate’s body, bringing healing that immediately lifted her spirits.

The [Bruise] and [Bleeding] effects on the character interface were also quickly cleared away.

Because three of Lady Shui’s five character specialties could passively strengthen the effects of healing spells, this made the speed at which her Wind of Returning Spring as a professional took effect even exceed the speed of Brother Woo Meow, who had already passed the Black Iron Trial but was still disgraced.

It is worth mentioning that this “super healing” ability of hers would be regarded as a “divine gift” in the Avalon Church nowadays, coupled with Mrs. Shui’s overly outstanding appearance, old Eugene and Sister Jules have already begun discussing whether or not to train Mrs. Shui to become a new “missionary”. The old Eugene and Sister Jules have already begun to discuss whether or not to train Mrs. Shui to become a new “missionary”.

That is to say, the Avalon Church is not interested in the “Holy Virgin” this set, or else this condition of Mrs. Shui, it is absolutely difficult to escape in the game to be crowned with the strange nickname of “Nature Holy Virgin”.

“Pomegranate, give it a rest, you’re scaring us.”

Orchid leaned forward on her bloodstained Iris Shield and pressed Sister Pomegranate, who had gotten up and still wanted to continue chasing the hunt, to the ground as she said:

“You’re very off today, you weren’t this belligerent in the past.”

“Aiya, don’t stop her la, she just doesn’t want that nasty cat brother to surpass her.”

The human sober Little Vikrama was chewing fruit candies next to her, opened the interface to look at the personal points pool, and said in a long drawn out voice:

“But people just killed an elite monster oh pomegranate, people’s points surpassed yours yo.”

“Just don’t poke the fire, you idiot!”

Lumina reached out and smacked Vikina on the side of her head, tilting her head again to look at where they were.

The small lair that had been cleared was littered with corpses, the twenty or so jackal barbarians had been killed as many as they could, unfortunately there was no elite leader here and the accompanying dogheads had all seen fit to run away through the tunnels.

Those short guys are good at digging and sneak attacks, but they are cowardly by nature, without the backing of the jackals, even the elite dog-heads don’t dare to face the human soldiers directly.

It was a rather pathetic creature.

But they are not the same as the jackals, according to Mrs. Tris, the dog-headed people are not a “gift” from the Black Plague but a native species of Transylvania, in fact, this kind of creatures are widely distributed in all parts of the continent.

It is said that even the cold wilderness is full of their lairs, even the most knowledgeable psychic or sun priests can not say how many dog-headed people on this continent.

Therefore, if we look at it from the point of view of the evolution of the species, the dog-headed people’s survival strategy was obviously quite successful.

“Don’t you worry about him surpassing you, the next is the hour of darkness, your home turf.”

Mrs. Water looked at the time.

She was going to disconnect from sleep mode and go make breakfast for her husband and children it would be at least three hours before she could go online again, before going offline this smart and gentle human wife also gave Sister Pomegranate enlightenment saying:

“There’s no need to stare at ordinary jackals after dark, play to the advantage of you and Little Reed Name being able to fly, and attack the black iron and elite individuals to quickly brush up your scores. It turns out that Cat’s skills are indeed superior to yours, and his team is far superior to our group of five on the level of destructive power.

But that doesn’t stop you from playing to your strengths.

Never brute force it.

Once you get too anxious something can go wrong.”

After saying that, beside the campfire that Lumina had lit, Lady Water laid down a mat and went offline, while the other four gathered around the fire to be filled up by the Grand Traveler Orchid in-game cooking them a meal to fill their tired bodies.

“It’s my fault.”

Sister Garnet sat next to her and serviced her combat claws, after a few minutes of silence she let out a long breath and spoke to the other three:
“I was so into it today that I ignored your feelings, and I know you guys don’t really like fighting. I just really hate being outdone by others.

There’s no point in being runner-up.

Only champions are entitled to flowers and praise.”

“But you’re already great.”

Little Vikrama got tired of being beside Sister Garnet and said as she skillfully dismantled her two scarlet hand cannons for maintenance:

“You’re the most powerful woman I’ve ever seen! Even better than my grandmother, do you know what my grandmother did to the dirt slope rats on the farm? She’d blow their heads off with a rake! But the image of you blowing the head off a jackal’s head would make my grandma cry out in disbelief.”

“You just haven’t had an opponent in a long time, and suddenly meeting a great guy made you commit an occupational hazard.

It’s normal, don’t worry about it.

Just as a few years ago I also made a mistake on the Sichuan-Tibet route, had to compete with a fellow buddy, really how to look at him are not good, the result of climbing too fast for me to get a plateau reaction.

In the end or people all the way from the plateau to carry me down, and now we are still very good friends it.”

Orchid, who had stirred together all kinds of dry food and placed it on the campfire to cook, said in a warm voice:
“Relax your mind, Pomegranate, you’re no longer a professional athlete, don’t put so much pressure on yourself, you need to learn to enjoy a relaxed and happy pace of life.”

“Uh.”

The three girls by the campfire all looked at Orchid, who was playing the role of a “big sister”.

After a few seconds, Sister Pomegranate coughed and whispered with a stern face:

“But I’m more concerned about whether or not anything happened between you and the man who carried you down .”

“Shut up, I’m comforting you! You heartless, you don’t pry into my business!”

Orchid chided fiercely, causing the other three to laugh strangely, though the most perceptive of them, Vikina, suddenly covered the mouth of the pomegranate beside her with a gargling sound in the middle of her laugh. She got up alertly, perked up her ears to check left and right, and said:

“I heard a noise, someone was shouting ‘help’ . The tone of the voice is strange . It’s nearby, no, it’s in this jackal’s lair! Quickly, spread out and look for them. Orchid, you stay here and guard Lady Water, don’t let anyone else take advantage of her.

Her husband is notorious for protecting his calf, he’s not to be messed with.”

Under Little Reed Name’s command, the three sisters immediately dispersed, Orchid cooked congee in place but also loaded a shotgun and placed it in her hand, a few minutes later, a strange cry from Little Reed Name was heard in the team channel:

“Crap! What the hell is this? Come on! I found it! It’s a. Jackal in a cage, but it can talk!”

“? What do you mean it can talk?”

“Uh, it means literally! Don’t get hung up on that, I feel like I’ve found something incredible, you guys hurry up!”

(End of chapter)