Chapter 234 – 233 Missy’s Super Evolution! [Requesting for Monthly Tickets 810

Chapter 234 233.Missy’s Hyper Evolution! [Seeking Monthly Tickets 810

“That Hog is so smart! I thought it would pick the elite brute soldier who won four consecutive fights tonight, but it ended up picking that weak guy who was almost bitten to death by the Star Realm Bobcat. That weak jackal almost all but knelt down for Hogg when he was taken out of the gladiatorial arena.

It also pulls the strings and bought healing potions specifically for it.”

This would have followed Lumina out of the Scarlet Fortress, heading for the Spectral Barony in the would be dawn, Little Reed Name said:

“Hogg clearly has his own strategy, it’s still rough and easy to see through at a glance, but the guy is really quite smart.”

“It’s learning.”

Lumina said:

“Learning from you, from everyone it meets, it’s naturally aware of how to recruit its own subordinates having gone through the process of Lord Murphy recruiting it.

If I had to guess, Hogg probably won’t be recruiting those elite gladiators until it has its own base, it’ll probably start with the Black Iron Jackals and then recruit the elite Dogheads to reorganize its new clan while it hunts ghouls in the sewers.

No matter how much of a loser this guy is, he’s been a clan leader before.

It’s not as dumb as you think.

Moreover, when we left, Hogg already had the Eagle Claw Blade, the symbol of the Blood Rat Clan, in his hand, and it must have made some agreement with the cunning Dorothy.

Alas, Mrs. Water was right.

This quest doesn’t seem to need us to participate in the whole thing, just help it out at certain critical moments, the ghouls on the third floor of the sewers are not easy to deal with, there are a lot of elite monsters in there, I reckon Hogg will ask for our help when it’s time to wrap up the quest.

Speaking of which, why do I feel like we’re raising a BOSS?
Do you think Hogg will become a five-player book or team book BOSS in the future?”

“That goes without saying?”

Little Vikrama said as she dropped a piece of candy into her mouth and chewed it with a clicking sound:
“Don’t you know by looking at its name? Called such a domineering name, if you do not become a trumpet killer is simply a waste of the development team specifically buried this egg. Come on, I take you to fly over, Mrs. Water they are still waiting for us.

Woo Meow Brother this ‘Big Bird Spinning Troupe’ rushes so fiercely ah, their team score is almost exceeding the student party’s ‘Beast Troupe’.

We have to work harder too.

The team score definitely can’t compare to Brother Stick, but we can’t fall out of the top three either, that would be too humiliating.”

“I’m not going to let you take me flying.”

Lumina exclaimed:

“You almost dropped me to my death last time!”

“Aiya, last time was just an accident, I already have a flying license now, I’m already an old Siji, I’m very stable, don’t be afraid, come be good, I’ll carry you to fly. Don’t move around in the sky, it’s not good if you fall down.”

“Swish.”

Huge blood-colored batwing raised in the night sky at dawn, wobbling with the screaming Lumina took off, and turned a few circles in the air towards the dark baron’s territory and sped away.
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At the same moment, in the far north of Transylvania, at the end of Count Sicor’s domain, almost on the verge of the forest where Transylvania meets the Gulf of Ice.

Missy Femis moved her neck to step out from the half-collapsed sentry tower behind her, and in her other hand, she cupped something as crystalline as a bloodstone.

A vampire heart, or a freshly baked contraption.

Tris had been collecting such things, which were cruel to vampires, but not to absorb the power in them.

According to the Archduchess, in the future, after the Blood Vulture Clan got a new Sacred Blood Pool, the blood essence contained in these Traitor’s Hearts would allow the Sacred Blood Pool to go into full bloom at a much faster rate, and only if the Sacred Blood Pool was sufficiently plentiful would the Blood Vulture Clan be able to transform more and more elite clansmen without going through the First Embrace.

Of course, even in the eyes of vampires, this method of using the blood essence in the opposite direction is considered “evil magic”, but in the Blood Vulture Clan’s current withered state, even though Firmis was resistant to this method, she did not resist the order from Tris.

After all, traitors were to be punished severely!
Instead of leaving their hearts to rot in the sunlight, it was better to let their deaths add another fire to the clan’s rebirth.

But at this moment, there was no joy on Femis’ face after winning the battle, instead, a wave of dissatisfaction, helplessness and anger filled that face with baby fat.

It was obvious that she was not in a good mood tonight.

“Swish.”

In the faint sound of wind, E-sister Adele gathered her wings and landed beside Missy.

She bound her hands on her flat stomach in a classic stance and whispered:
“Missy, the surrounding traitors have all been cleared out, no one has escaped our ambush circle, and these are pretty much the last group of entrenched traitors hiding in Count Sicco’s territory, the rest have fled on the wind and do not deserve to be noticed anymore.”

“Well, the majesty of Archduke Tris has been proclaimed, and the traitors have been duly punished, but we are still one step too late.”

Femis said with some regret:
“I just ‘interrogated’ their leader in a small way, and according to her, most of the Blood Wyvern traitors have already crossed the border to the Sax region, and it’s clear that someone is meeting them over there. It seems that it’s not just the Thorn Clan that wants to take advantage of our need to take a bite out of us, but the Wolfsbane Clan isn’t shy about it either.

The guys that get left behind are all old and weak, not much oil.

Pack up the items they’re carrying with them and let’s get ready to return.”

“You’ve really changed.”

Adele said softly:
“In the past you wouldn’t have made a point of collecting these things, you felt it was undignified and shameful behavior to get supplies from the dead.”

“I used to think I was really my father’s little baby.”

Femis rolled his eyes and said:

“But it turns out that this world is far less gentle than I thought, so let bygones be bygones, it’s not just Murphy who collects these items, the Knights of the Blood League have similar principles.

I’ve acted with them a few times in the Dark Mountain Range, and those elite knights never let go of any opportunity to replenish their egos, and the Exalted Lord even gave the Sovereign Knights a special training course on scavenging loot for their own use.

Compared to my pragmatic compatriots, the old me was so simple and foolish.”

“You will make an excellent chieftain, I am sure of it.”

Adele asked again after a small consolation:
“So, about Lady Cecilia.”

“There is no news, no news whatsoever, it is as if she never appeared or even existed.”

Femis said with a tight frown:
“If Mary hadn’t sworn to the Mother of Darkness that she did see those traitors with her own eyes, I would have even thought that this was information that Murphy had fabricated, that mother of mine really doesn’t seem like an ordinary person.

Perhaps there is someone specialized in erasing the messages she left behind.

I know she was born in the city of Sicor, but that city is now a plague infested place of death.

Compared to this place, the sewers of Scarlet Fortress could be considered a place of comfort.

There was no way for us to enter the ruins of the city to search for useful information, as well as the local Sicor Winged Cavalry that supposedly existed, we had stayed here for almost a week, but there was no news of them at all.

The locals are helping to hide their tracks.

Murphy’s going to have a hard time trying to take over and rule this place.”

“He’ll do it, Master Murphy has always been good at that.”

Adele said:
“So shall we return now? In the news that came back from the arithmetic beads, Master Murphy is conducting a major purge against the Jackals, and he will need our strength.”

“Well, we won’t be able to find those legendary winged cavalry anyway, so staying here is a complete waste of time.”

Femis nodded and said:

“I’ve tested before, it’ll be a while before the residue of the psychic plague in the ruins of Sikor City is lowered enough to allow mass entry, so we’ll just have to do it again when the time comes. Send word to Mary and the other vampires of the Midnight faction.

We’ll be out of here by dawn.

Right, Adele.

Are that Andrei and his servants still honest? Have they made any transgressions?”

“No, they’ve been performing their assigned tasks very honestly, I personally monitor them, but that Earl of White Mountain seems to have really accepted his status quo of being managed by Master Murphy.”

Adele frowned:
“He would even take it upon himself to stop the friction and conflict his subordinates were having with Mary and the others, but the guy is a brooding vampire, and I feel sure he’s plotting something in private. After all, as long as Lord Murphy is unable to fulfill his pact with Her Majesty the Wolf Woman, Andre will be able to rise to the throne and become the Governor of Transylvania.

With such great interests at stake, he won’t be indifferent.”

Femis nodded as she scratched at a strand of her own hair, and after a few seconds, she said: “What do you say, Adele, should we take the initiative to create an ‘opportunity’ .”

“Bang.”

No sooner had the words left her mouth than a bright cloud of psychic fireworks exploded in the night sky behind the two.

It was not the summoning pyrotechnics used by the Blood Vulture Clan, but the symbol of the Thorn Clan.

However, this place was still some distance away from the border of the Nordtorf Kingdom, so this firework must have been made by Andre’s group.

They were in trouble!
They were asking for help.

“This is an opportunity!”

Adele said:

“Maybe we can just sit back and watch?”

“But what else is there in Count Seacole’s domain that could threaten him and a few of his servants? They’re all vampires of the Black Iron rank, so even if we can’t beat them can’t we run?”

Femis spread the blood wings on his back and narrowed his eyes as he said:
“It’s possible that they found the guys we’ve been searching for by mistake, and this mountain forest isn’t exactly the previous territory of those godforsaken winged cavalrymen? They showed up! Just in time!
Gather the men! Adele.

Let’s go over there!”

Missy then flew alone to the location where the pleading fireworks had risen.

She flew rapidly through the air, having entered the Silver rank allowing her racial potential to be developed once more.

Unlike the Black Iron Order, which focused on laying the foundation, the Silver Order’s ascension was the discovery of power in the deepest part of the body. To be precise, transcendent creatures like vampires had to discover their power from the source of their bloodline at this level!
Commonly known as “Ancestralization”.

For example, Murphy and Maxim’s special biological weapon, the claws of darkness, are the embodiment of the deepest level of rejuvenation.

Of course, in general, this kind of ancestorization is only a symbolic description, refers to the enhancement of racial advantages at the same time to make up for racial shortcomings, but will not really let the vampire back to the vicious night bat nature.

For the Blood Vulture Clan, their greatest characteristic at this stage is that their wings will continue to grow larger and larger until they form the almost dragon-wing-like massive wings of Tris and Sarokdar.

That represents the vampire’s full racial potential being realized, and the benefits of bigger wings certainly go beyond just looking good.

The increase in flight speed would also allow the Sons of the Blood Vulture to enter a new stage of mastery of the sky, even enough to change the way they used to fight.

For example, right now.

It took Missy less than a minute to cross over a large area of mountains and forests to the sky above the battlefield.

She backhanded a silver and red intertwined blood combat staff from her psionic bag, with a distinctive gargoyle carving at the tip and a spiked spearhead at the end, which had been given to her as a personal gift by Venerable Lord Paying during the previous interrogation.

It was a gift from an elven artisan when she was “young”, a masterwork weapon called “Night Whistle”, a weapon gifted by an elven artisan when she was “young”.

In terms of craftsmanship and grade alone, it was not unlike the Serenade Scepter in Tris’s hands, and was perhaps some sort of “compensation” from His Eminence to Phemis.

After all, according to the tradition of the Blood Race, the position of the Blood Vulture Archduke should be hers.

As soon as this thing was taken out, a lingering aura of blood spirit was unleashed from the top of the staff, staining half of the night sky with a scarlet curtain of light, like scarlet coordinates in the air, and then, in the elegant swing of the lady, she threw a large range of psychic energy bindings to the mountains and forests below.

In that dark mountain forest, Count Andre and his loyal servant Vesta were already trapped in a forest clearing, and the other Thorn servants were on the periphery enduring repeated onslaughts from a group of winged cavalry.

These legendary guardians of Sicor rode high horses clad in armor, and with near-impossible swiftness they launched vicious, sharp charges through forests where cavalry simply could not unfold.

The forest around them was completely unable to stop their high-speed movement, as if the mountains themselves were protecting them.

This was no illusion!

This mountain forest is one of the sacred places of the mountain people and the Ice Bay barbarians, and the Xike Winged Cavalry are the descendants of both, these plate armor knights are each more than two meters tall, and their most distinctive feature is that the back of their heavy plate armor is embellished with peculiar “wings”, like some kind of armor decoration.

However, in a world where spiritual energy exists, the wings of the Winged Cavalrymen are far from just a pretty sight.

When they charge, the wings on the back of their armor will spread out flat, bringing up the sound of the wind and at the same time helping them to stabilize their charging stance and strengthen the strength of their impact, and even deploying a psychic shield to protect their riders if necessary.

In other words, the essence of the Xike Winged Cavalry is a group of heavy cavalrymen with psychic energy, and they are the highest level of force that can be born on this land of Transylvania.

The battle formation formed by the armed blood servants of the Blood Vulture Clan only went up in smoke under the charge of the Winged Cavalry, and General Loren, who was as good as a god in the use of military force, was so overwhelmed by these Winged Cavalry that he even had to use the plague weapon, which was also very undignified for the Dwarves, to destroy the city of Sicor in the battle two years ago.

Dwarves who care about honor are really willing to poison their enemies with plague?

No!
If he had the choice, he would not use such a vicious and unethical way.

But wasn’t it a no-brainer?

After all, the wall spells unleashed by the high and mighty Spiritualists of the Tower of the Ring in conjunction with the constant bombardment of cannons couldn’t stop the heavily armored charge of Xike’s Winged Cavalry that crisscrossed the battlefield, so what else could he do as a half-dwarf?

Turning back to the present, Missy’s psychic energy confinement came at the right time.

Scarlet streams of light spread into the earth like shaping a quagmire, causing the devastating onslaught of the imposing heavy cavalry squad to fall into a quagmire at once, their speed decreasing, allowing the already precarious Thorn Clan’s defense line to stabilize again.

Seeing more Blood Vulture Vampires clustering in the darkness of the night, the commander of this winged cavalry squad blew his whistle on the spur of the moment, and the twelve cavalrymen also turned around and scurried into the mountains and forests with artful horse-control skills, and were gone almost in the blink of an eye.

Obviously heavy cavalry, but with the flexibility of light cavalry, it was truly breathtaking.

However, Missy had already marked one of the cavalrymen with psychic energy, she also ignored the Earl of White Mountain who was thanking her below, flapped her wings and rushed into the mountains like the wind, and soon blocked that rider in a mountain pass under the fast pursuit of the enemy.

The latter, without saying a word, raised his lance and was about to launch an attack on Missy.

But people can fly, you cavalry even more powerful can violate the rules of physics rushed to the sky?
This was clearly impossible.

“Don’t be a trapped beast, I didn’t come here to take your life!”

Missy flapped her huge wings and hovered above the mountains as she said in a cold voice:

“I have brought Count Cadman’s goodwill, I need to talk to your leader, for the sake of your little life, dismount now! I promise you treatment befitting your position.”

“Drop your weapons now for the sake of your little life! Female Vampire! We promise to treat you as you deserve.”

Another low voice rang out from the forest with a cold and murderous intent.

Missy turned around abruptly to see over thirty Winged Cavalrymen slowly and silently emerging from the surrounding forest under the command of a particularly tall figure, including two Psychic Knights wielding steel staffs molded into the shape of battle spears.

By casting a spell at the same time, they called upon the forest’s psionic energy to converge, as if the scene in the Smuggler’s Woods had been repeated, sealing off the sky and trapping Missy in the mountains.

So it was a trap?
Was she the one who was so confident that she was the prey?

“I hate forests!”

She whispered.

The Night Whispering Staff spun around in her hand to be held in both hands, the aura of the Blood Spirit spreading ever so slightly putting Missy into a true fighting stance.

She was no longer the little girl who would cry at the old knights, and she had already learned what to do in situations like the one at hand while fighting side by side with the knights of the Blood Alliance.

What’s more, Venerable Lord Paying had also taught her how to use the other power within her body .
“Ka ka ka ka.”

In a strange ringing sound, a blood-colored vine extended out from the shadows of the surrounding forest like a giant snake, causing the moonlight illumination at dawn to take on a haunting scarlet color, and the whole of what was there became shadowed, a vision that caused the winged cavalry’s horses to neigh uneasily.

“I’ll say it one last time!”

The bloodshot light in Phimis’ eyes was great, and in the midst of her long hair flying, she said:
“Gird your loins! Knights, your lord, Lord Murphy, wishes to speak with you! I am his messenger, come with goodwill, and of course a share of the power of Midnight is in my hands.

I have opened my hands.

Continue to want the war that we have all suffered so much from? Or will you win for yourselves a peace that you do not want, but that you need so badly?

Now, make your choice!”

(End of chapter)