Chapter 249 248 This wave is simply heavenly!

Chapter 249 248.This wave is simply heaven helping me!
The players rested for two days in Scarlet Castle then set off once again to rush to Baron Lim’s territory, impatiently starting to hunt the Jackal Clan there, but this time both the intensity and frequency of combat had decreased.

It wasn’t that the small players who had been stimulated by the point pool had started to slack off, they were still as energetic and courageous as before, it was purely because many of the local jackal clans had already moved towards the Andromeda Hills, coupled with the team of students and ooohs and ahs who had been summoned by Miriam to act as negotiators and advisors had been rounding up near the Batasin, as well as some of the new recruits of the witch hunters who had been wandering to the area.

They hadn’t been idle these past few days, and the direct result of the combined effect of several parties was a sharp decrease in the number of local jackals.

This made a lot of casual players give up hunting jackals in the field to brush up their scores, especially those who entered the game for a short period of time and were eager to upgrade to prepare for the Black Iron Trial, and then shifted back to the Scarlet Fortress Sewer.

The ghoul “reserve” here is still in sufficient quantity for them to fight to quickly level up their characters, and by the way, they can also brush a set of “Ghoul Series” equipment from the Blood Rats gang, which was used by the alchemists under Tris to practice the primary This set of gauntlets, which had been used by the alchemists under Tris’ command to practise their beginner’s skills, had weak stamina and dexterity boosts applied to it, and the quality of the gauntlets was not inferior to the veteran’s set.

At this point, there seemed to be a subtle imbalance between the enthusiasm of the players and the supply of monsters.

The return of some players made the previously empty sewers lively again, and also made the “Claws of Frost Teeth”, who had been wandering around the sewers doing quests for some time recently, feel very uncomfortable.

He was a solo traveler.

He is suspected to be a bit sociopathic and doesn’t like to move with many people, which is the main reason why he chose to become a thief under the Blood Rats.

“Too many people, time to go.”

Thinking so, Tooth took a few boxes retrieved from the edge of the sewers and slipped through the wall back to the Blood Rats gang’s stronghold with the proper demeanor of a qualified thief.

This place had been transformed into an underground tavern, gas lamps were hanging in the room that was partitioned off, one of the Blood Rat Gang’s patriarchs was making a guest appearance as a bartender, some tables and chairs with signs of age were set up, and a few guys dressed as guards were sitting around enjoying a touch of fish time.

You don’t say, so cleaned up look quite a feeling.

But Frostbite’s Claw couldn’t find his professional trainer and Rat Pack boss, Ms. Dorothy, and he was hesitating to ask the bartender, Freeman, when he saw the Rat Pack’s No. 2 making a covert gesture to him.

It was a gesture only those who lived in the black zone could understand, meaning “the boss is not here, went to the second stronghold”.

Frostbite’s Claw nodded.

Since he entered the game, he had been brushing up the reputation of the Blood Rats, and had brought back “treasure” from the dangerous area of the sewers several times, and had been truly regarded as a member of the underground team, so he didn’t waste any time, and gave the few chests he had found to Old Freeman to hand in the quest of the day, and then turned around and headed towards the more hidden stronghold No. 2 to go over.

But before he got close, he heard a whimpering cry from the front, which startled Frostbite’s Claws.

This place is haunted?
It can’t be!
This was clearly a safe zone.

He sneakily tiptoed closer, and before he could take a few steps he heard a chorus of voices in front of him:
“Who’s there! Get out!”

It was Ms. Dorothy’s voice, but it was not quite the same as in the past, without that familiar big grin, and more than a few points of grim and deadly.

Tooth immediately jumped out of the shadows, and then saw that his mentor had changed drastically.

Not only had he changed into the Blood Vulture Clan Nightwalker’s combat uniform and cloak, but even his appearance had changed from human to vampire, just as if he had purchased the “Race Conversion” service.

“What’s wrong with you?”

The small player was taken aback and asked a little nervously.

Dorothy, who had swollen eyes, had grabbed the claw blade, but sighed after seeing that it was her disciple and said with a sad face again:

“What else could it be? I was bitten by a vampire! Those damn guys forced me to become one of them, but that wasn’t part of my plan, becoming a vampire was never my life’s quest.

Ah, I hate Transylvania!”

“But but I’ve read on the forums that first embrace is an act that both parties must agree to or it can’t be done.”

Frostbite’s Claw said in his trademark introspective voice tone of suspicion:

“So you actually consented?”

Ms. Dorothy, who was still grieving over her lost human identity, stopped crying all of a sudden, she bristled, turned around and crossed her arms as she chided the apprentice who had dismantled her sad disguise:
“You’re the smart one! You tell me how I can refuse in that situation? How could I dare to refuse?
I am carrying a horrible and dangerous past on my back, those ghosts have been chasing me for many years, and now there is a Blood Vulture Clan that is willing to shelter me, so I can’t wait to be happy. But I also had to give an explanation to the gang members, so I could only put on a show with Mrs. Adele.

I have good news for you, Tooth.

The two of us will be eating ‘royal food’ from now on, I not only took care of my own identity, but also begged a favor for you from Mrs. Adele.

After you complete the Black Iron Trial, you don’t need to go through the test again to directly join Mrs. Adele’s command and become her ‘warrior’.”

“Don’t call me ‘Tooth and Nail’!”

Frost Tooth’s Claw was a big old man despite his social fear, and was never used to this kind of cute and adorable name calling, he waved his hand and said:
“I haven’t made up my mind yet, but vampire is just too high-profile to really suit me.”

“Hey, that’s not good!”

Dorothy laughed loudly and sauntered forward, taking the apprentice’s shoulder in a very bold manner as she said:
“I just took a job from Mrs. Adele, but I still need your help, it’s just as well that I’m going out this time to help you with the Black Iron Trial. How are you practicing your burglary and lock picking?”

Frost Tooth’s Claw glanced at his character interface and replied:

“Burglary is proficient, and lockpicking is already master level.”

“Ha! I knew you had talent.”

Dorothy said with a raised eyebrow:

“The two of us are going to follow the other three scions of Lady Adele on a trip to the Andromeda Hills to do some scouting by walking around the Jackal’s campsite.

It’s a pretty dangerous job.

We need to find a place for you to practice. I’ve heard there’s a treasure trove in the Blood Vulture Cloisters.
In the past, I didn’t even dare to think about it, but now that I’m a member of the Blood Vulture, it’s only natural for me to visit the family shrine.

Of course I can waltz in, but you have to sneak in and not be seen.

If you can do that, I’ll teach you the ‘Shadow Escape Technique’!
This is a serious secret technique that I learned from a master halfling thief in the Explorer’s Guild back in the day!

What do you think?
I told you I won’t treat our own people poorly.”
—
Thirty minutes later, Murphy, who was practicing today’s portion of swordsmanship with Necessary Evil, suddenly heard a loud boom in the corridor, followed by a piercing tremor of psychic energy coming from below.

That was the signal that the Secret Treasure Vault had been breached, and the anti-theft psychic energy spells that Tris had placed there had been triggered.

Huh?
A thief in the base camp?
Or did the Wolfsbane Nightwalkers feel their way in?
Murphy raised an eyebrow and dashed over as soon as he grabbed the Necessary Evil hanging in the air.

As a result, when he arrived at the place, he saw a small player wearing a nightclothes in a very awkward position being bound in the air by purple dense spiderweb-like psychic energy chains, unable to move.

He was also pinching the burglar tool used to open the lock in his hand.

And the most exaggerated thing was that the sevenfold psychic energy+mechanical combination lock of the secret treasure vault in front of him had already been opened by him on three levels.

Luckily, Tris had paid attention and rearranged the spiritual energy traps of the secret treasure vault after she became the Archduke, otherwise she would have been broken through by this “bold” thief.

But what surprised Murphy was that this small player in front of him did not pass the Black Iron Trial even though he had leveled up to 10, so how in the world did this guy sneak in under the layers of tight patrols of the guards in the corridor? And where did he get the guts to enter the Blood Vulture Cloister alone?
Was it the guards arranged by Tris who were feeling out the fish?
Or is this guy really talented at sneaking around?
With doubts, Murphy brought his sword forward and reached out to pull down the hood that Frost Tooth’s Claw used to cover his face, revealing a pair of somewhat handsome faces.

This guy’s features looked quite neutral, obviously young but with a strange sense of vicissitude. Upon touching his arithmetic treasure pearl, Murphy also extracted this little guy’s character information:
Tester ID: Claws of Frost Teeth

Rank: Level 10 – Professional

Profession: Level 10 Thief / Level 10 Wanderer / Master Appraiser – Archaeology Specialization
Character Specialties: [Dual dexterity], [Eyes of fire: Long-time archaeologist can quickly determine the value and authenticity of items], [Social phobia: Strongly resistant to communicating with others, long-term efforts to reduce the sense of presence so that the chances of being perceived by others is reduced].

These three character specialties made Murphy’s heart flutter.

Blanch!
Shouldn’t he have recruited in an invert?
He then opened his administrator system with an odd face and pulled up the test application of the guy in front of him to take a closer look, which was a relief.

The good news was that the brother in front of him didn’t have a resume of engaging in illegal activities, so that Murphy didn’t need to think about how to contact the local police marshal.

The bad news is that he is actually considered an “official” person, is the business backbone of the archaeological team of a province in the Midwest, because he has participated in the excavation of several large tombs so that he is still a little famous in the industry.

No wonder he was put into the game, this guy is really a talent.

“Little friend.”

Murphy coldly released Frost Tooth’s Claw, who had an embarrassed face, from his psychic imprisonment as he patted the little player’s shoulder and said:
“Do you know that what you just did has triggered the Blood Vulture Clan’s serious commandment, I should probably tie you to a cross to receive the punishment of sunburn.”

“Guh.”

Tooth gulped as he stammered:
“This this is my professional task! Lord Murphy, I didn’t want to, I just got screwed over by being mentored!”

“Huh?”

Murphy narrowed his eyes.

He saw the claw knife hanging from the waist of the Claws of Frost Teeth, a weapon that only the Blood Rat Gang used in his territory.

He immediately realized that this should be “Razor” Dorothy’s small “protest” against Adele’s forcible first embrace of her, the cunning female thief knew that Murphy would not really punish his warriors. It was obviously a prank.

Frostbite’s Claw was indeed punished by an NPC, who really didn’t have a concrete idea of what was “dangerous” in this game.

“Well, you look stupid, no wonder you were taken advantage of.”

Murphy put away the necessary evil as he said to the jittery little player in front of him:
“I can’t punish you, but you have to take the credit for the Scarlet Fortress, go to the Andromeda Hills, make good use of this hard-practiced stealthy sneaking technique of yours, and gather evidence of collusion between the Jackal Warlord Kenport and the Wolfsbane Clan in their camp.

As long as you bring back enough information, your crime of trespassing on the treasure trove will be over.”

“Ding.”

The sound of the hidden quest triggering made Frosttooth Claw sigh.

Receiving the hidden quest should have been something to be happy about, but there was no way he could be happy about it, alas, the NPCs in this game were too cunning, who would have thought that his own mentor would also trap him?

Sure enough, his previous twenty years of life creed was right, too much contact with others can only bring misfortune ah! —
“Your name is Hogg? You’re the one who just reported to my guards that you’re holding a passage that allows you to sneak into the interior of Scarlet Fortress?”

In the Jackal’s large tent in the Andromeda Hills, Warlord Ken Potter looked at the skinny and small fellow clan member in front of him with a suspicious face.

This guy was too skinny.

It was unlikely that he was suffering from some disease, such an individual would be treated as an ominous sign in the jackal clans of the Dark Mountains, and would be strangled and thrown away at birth, and only in the remote land of Transylvania would such an individual survive.

As a warlord, he originally did not want to receive such a guy, but Hogg’s hybrid fur originating from the mossy valley gave him a chance to win an “audience”.

Even in the society of jackals, “regional discrimination” exists.

The jackals from the Dark Mountains are the masters, and you Transylvanian bastards have your own opinions, but you have to keep them to yourselves!

“Yes, my lord!”

Hogg flopped down under Kenpott’s “throne”, which was made from the bones of bobcats and bears, with a face full of fear.

He did not hide anything, and told the whole story of how he had been sent out by Ken Potter to recruit the jackals in the south some time ago, how he had been captured, how he had been thrown into the vampire’s gladiator arena, and how he had finally conspired to escape.

With a bit of verbal finesse, speaking upside down as a true Jackal would.

But Kenport understood.

Especially after hearing that Hogg had escaped from a hidden waterway in the Scarlet Fortress sewers, a sly glint immediately flashed in the warlord jackal’s dark green, unfeeling eyes.

It realized that it already had information in its hand that could satisfy that insatiable Corlando, and by the way, it could gag that guy.

Corando’s purpose of wanting to use the jackals to attack the Blood Wyvern Clan was clear, but Kenport wasn’t a fool either. He came to Transylvania with an “important mission” for the Bone Biting Clan, and he didn’t gather an army to fulfill his vampire ambitions.

In Transylvania to form a force and cooperate with its superiors to complete the important task of the clan, and then wait for the opportunity to destroy the defense of Transylvania and the surrounding area before the official occurrence of the black plague is what it should consider.

Even a jackal wouldn’t care to do something like using its own pups as a graft for a wolfsbane vampire.

“Good! Very good! Very good!”

Kenport rose in satisfaction.

It circled the shivering Hogg a few times, seeing the humiliating slave marks on the other’s back that couldn’t be faked and the various wounds on its hide.

It was obviously formed after a grueling battle.

This skinny cripple wasn’t lying, and airing it didn’t have the guts to dare deceive itself.

“Do you remember the path? Can you lead someone to it?”

Kenport asked in a low voice.

Hogg hesitated and nodded vigorously.

“Very well, wait here a moment.”

The warlord greeted over his elite barbarian and told the other to go get Corando to come over, it then said to Hogg face to face:

“You retrace your steps with those wolfsbane vampires.”

“Great King! I’ll die yah! Great King.”

Hearing this, Hogg was so scared that he hugged Kenpot’s hairy leg tightly, and it screamed weakly:

“I managed to escape with great difficulty, don’t make me go back to die, Great King, just for the sake of my bloodline from Mossy Valley!

I am loyal to you, O Great King.”

“It’s not like I’m asking you to die!”

Kenport despised the cowardly fellow, but now that he had use for it, he said in a “gentle” comforting voice:
“Just bring them to the entrance, they will walk the rest of the way by themselves, as long as the other side’s mouth is blocked, it will be considered that you have made a merit, didn’t you say that one of the leaders under my command rudely robbed your clan before?
Then I’ll return your clan to you, appoint you as a centurion again, and grant you some females. Look at you, cowardly as you are, you’re proud of your bloodline from the Mossy Valley, aren’t you?

When the great Black Plague comes, I can take you back to the Holy Land!

Don’t you want to go back?”

“I want to! I’ve dreamed of it, my father was describing the grandeur of the Holy Land to me before he died”

Hogg gulped, it seemed to be spoken for.

After repeated hesitations, it finally made up its mind to nod vigorously.

“Very well, go make your preparations, Hogg.”

Kenport waved a paw for the bitchy cripple to leave its tent, and a few minutes later, Korando reappeared as a shadow floating in front of Kenport.

This time the jackal warlord had a lot of nerve, and it sat down on its skeletal throne and spoke triumphantly to its collaborator:

“I have paid many elite casualties to finally find you a secret path that leads straight to the interior of the Scarlet Fortress, Corando, I am not as shameless as you think, and I have the virtue of honoring my contract.

I can certainly inform you of this secret path and send people to help you destroy the Scarlet Vulture Clan in one fell swoop.

But I will make a deal with you.”

Corando’s heart was suddenly moved when he saw that the jackal in front of him was so confident.

Vampires were the best at this kind of decapitation, if there was indeed a path to infiltrate the local base camp, supplemented with enough cannon fodder to kill the enemy sheik himself.

As far as he knew, the Blood Vulture Clan’s patriarch, Salokdar, had all been taken out by the witch hunters, and now the governor of the Transylvania region was just a vampire of the Black Iron rank, and the Thorn Clan was eating away at the Blood Vulture’s renegades, which meant that the Blood Vulture Clan had no power to continue to maintain its rule.

This was the time when this clan in Transylvania was at its weakest.

They had even sent their new recruits to the battlefield, and they no longer had more military strength to defend their main camp.

Most importantly, as far as this matter itself was concerned, although it was convenient to use the Jackals, it could be really bad to spread the word that one was colluding with the Jackals.

He wouldn’t mind moving his body if he could take matters into his own hands and exterminate the last of the Blood Vulture’s stubborn bones.

“Speak!”

Corando returned in a cold voice, and Kenport didn’t care about his rudeness as the warlord said:
“The Cato region! I know that the Wolfsbane Clan has chosen that as your second home base, and you helped the Bite Bone Clan open the gateway to the Cato region. After our army enters the continent, we can ignore the defense zone your faction is in charge of guarding there.

All I have to do is destroy the place, and everything left in the ruins will be yours.

Now that you’ve cooperated with us, why don’t you take it a step further?

You see, the Black Plague will fade even if it’s powerful, and an ambitious wolf like you doesn’t want to stay under your clan leader’s thumb, do you?
Don’t you want to start your own clan?
After we retreat, both Transylvania and Cato will be yours.”

“How did you know about the Wolfsbane Clan’s deployment plans in the Cato region?!”

“That’s not something you need to bother with, we Jackals have our own friends and they are very powerful!
Give me your deployment plan in the Cato region! Not only will I help you destroy the Blood Vulture! I’ll also help you get rid of your rivals called ‘compatriots’! And all you have to pay for is an ‘accidentally’ lost map of your defenses.”

“Hmph, that’s a good point, I’ll think about it first.”

(End of chapter)