Chapter 262 261 Be wary of Transylvanian civil officials! They’re better than samurai.

Chapter 262 261.Be wary of Transylvanian civil officials! They are better fighters than samurai! -1120

(For brother “Huo Zheng is fine” [11/20])
Tonight the camp outside the Scarlet Fortress is back under curfew, not only is there no Fight Club to watch the exciting fights, there is even no wine to drink, but the people in the camp are surprisingly well-behaved.

There were even very few voices of complaint.

It wasn’t that the rude and barbaric Transylvanians had suddenly learned to be tolerant, it was simply because the camp guards had delivered a specific message.

A group of very, very bad wolfsbane vampires couldn’t see the plagued Transylvanians living their lives, so they came all the way from Grimm’s Island to get rid of the blood vulture vampires here.

Now the two gangs of vampires are slugging it out in the city sewers, and who wins and who loses will directly determine the future of the already slightly improved Scarlet Castle.

At this juncture, Lord Murphy’s demand that everyone stay in the camp is more of a protection than an imprisonment.

Of course, protection is always a two-way street.

The strong have the right to protect the weak, and the weak have the right to decide whether or not to accept protection.

So in the workers’ gathering area of the advance camp, the Chosen Gray Man stared in disbelief from his tent at a few foremen who had come to “petition” him.

The Gray Man and his brother, the Bricklayer, had wanted to go to the sewers, but Baroness Miriam had refused their request to join the war.

The reason was simple.

They were very prominent administrative professional players.

Before Lord Murphy entered the sewers, he had already given a clear order that unless the members of the Blood Wyvern Clan and the combat professionals had already died out, he would not allow these hard to find “meat and potatoes” to go to the battlefield and send them to their deaths for nothing.

Administrative professional players to go to war is their own cool.

But the price is that if the wave died, three days can not go online to deal with official business, now Transylvania is in a state of flux, so how many things will be delayed ah?

Moreover, with the generally poor combat skills and physical quality of administrative professionals, it’s okay for them to bully jackals or ghouls, but when it comes to vampires and other agile characters, it’s feared that they will have to lie down on the ground in a single round.

For more details, see Mrs. Water’s encounter three days ago, which really was the result of being killed in seconds.

Originally playing gray man and bricklayer are ready to go offline to eat, did not expect their tents suddenly rushed in a few emotional NPCs, the two of them also startled.

“What what what? What are you guys talking about?”

The gray-hitting man pushed his glasses as he exclaimed:

“You’re going to help? Help who? Helping Wolfsbane fight the Blood Vulture? I thought Lord Murphy was nice to you guys, even if the work is tiring and doesn’t pay much. But you don’t hate him so much, do you?”

“No, my lord!”

The foreman in the lead waved his hand and said:

“It’s to help our local vampire, the Blood Vulture! The workers all say that although the Blood Vultures are very bad, they have really managed this place well for a while, and even fought off the Jackals. Although the guys don’t get to see Lord Murphy very often, we all think that Lord Murphy is different from the other badby vampires.

He’s not that bad, and he’s even kind of nice.

But if we let the other vampires run over and take over this place again, everyone will have to go back to the kind of days we had before, you said that Cadman City is gone, who is still willing to continue to pay blood tax to the vampires ah?

Besides, many of us workers were saved by Lord Kudel from the Star Realm Disaster, we still owe Lord Kudel our lives!”

“Emmm, but there’s no way I can take you guys out.”

Beating Gray Man was a bit anxious as he said:

“I’m not even allowed to go into battle myself.”

“Of course you can’t go to the battlefield, you’re a learned lord, how can someone as pampered and delicate as you run off to fight on the battlefield like us mud legged people?”

That foreman said in a serious manner:
“You have such a good brain, if you die on the battlefield who will lead us to continue building houses? I mean we go! The workers have all received militia training from the witch hunters during this period of time, we know how to deal with vampires, those witch hunters have specifically taught us.

Transylvania has fought for so many years, we are not afraid of battle.

And the camp has Shovan, the great cook.
Oh, now to be called ‘Master Shovan’ sneaked back firearms, and although Lord Miriam wouldn’t allow discussion, everyone knew where that was.

We can go help!
No matter how bad the Blood Vulture Clan is that’s still our Transylvanian baddies, it’s not their turn to be bullied by the vampires of the Golden Sparrow. And how?”

This foreman squirmed a bit embarrassed as he said period:

“Lord Murphy promised that those built houses will be used for us to spend the winter, we have promised our wives and children to have a good house to live in, and we haven’t had time to stock up on wood and food because we’ve been working lately.

If this is suddenly gone, how can we all spend this winter?

We’ve come to ask you to ask Ms. Miriam to let us bring our guns to help, or if not, to use the flasks! That’s a good one!

It burns when you throw it, so let’s burn those damn werewolf vampires!”

The Graybeards were finally listening.

He glanced back at the Bricklayer, who squeezed his eyes and slapped his thighs, saying excitedly:

“What’s that called! Look what it’s called! This is the legendary ‘public sentiment available’ ah! The people of Transylvania are happy to hear about the war and are running around, this is the rhythm of being invincible!
Let’s go!
I’ll take you to Consul Miriam!”

“Don’t you go! Fuck, it’ll be curfew.”

Beat Gray Man blocked it, the already uptight mover didn’t give a shit as he perked up:

“That curfew is for NPCs, it can control my noble player? What do you want to do when you play a game with so many rules? To help! Do you understand? In a war, the enemy doesn’t care if you’re an administrator or not.
Lord Murphy treating us well is a game, but the monsters don’t care about that. If you don’t take the time to practice now, what if you’re really attacked in the future?
You’ll just close your eyes and wait to die? Do you understand initiative?”

“Fuck me! Although I know you’re bullshitting, but you still have a point with this bullshit, go go go! Go with the same go with the same go.”

These two guys immediately led the foremen to rush out of the tent, and soon gathered the construction workers together, and picked the most capable dozens of people from among them, and marched towards the Administrative Courtyard with great vigor.

As a result, halfway met the middle-aged trio who also sneaked out, the two sides hit it off immediately, as the camp’s security supervisor of the all-risk half-hanging directly ran to open the camp’s armory, the guns and explosive bombs that were smuggled from the Golden Cockatrice Kingdom were sent down, and the incendiary flasks that the Loyal Brother had just made good on handing in were carried in a few boxes.

They are too much noise, the other administrative players are alarmed, the result is nothing to say, after a short but smooth conversation, the remaining administrative players also have to “turn”, with the excitement of doing things also joined this group of “solo walk” among the guys.

Then, unexpectedly, they were blocked at the entrance of the sewer by Brother Meow Meow.

“Get the hell back! Bringing a bunch of NPCs over there is to serve as a mobile blood pack for vampires?”

Brother Woo Meow’s people were shocked.

He jumped in place and cursed:
“No one is stopping you guys from running to your deaths yourselves, these NPCs can’t go! How precious is manpower now, one less dead, do you understand?”

“You know shit!”

The oldest dirt bike brother over there, who was grasping a finely crafted shotgun and had bombs hanging all over his body, cursed:

“You also know the pissiness of this game, we can lead the charge, but the NPCs have to do the defending of the country and whatnot? They are designed to be so smart and so real why do you think?
They all have growth!

If you don’t let them see blood now, how many nails will you be able to drive into a broken ship in the future? We can’t protect them with just a few people.

They have to learn to protect themselves.

Get up!

The people’s hearts are in the right place, don’t you get it? If you don’t stop me, I’ll beat you up too! I’m telling you, if you’re beaten by an NPC, it’s for nothing, no one will back you up.” “My ass!”

Woo Meow Brother was scolded and then want to bar up, but coldly was behind the cunning small hand pulled, the old table gave him a few words in a low voice, Woo Meow Brother immediately eyeballs turn, coughing a few times.

He stepped aside and said in a long drawn out voice:
“Just for the record, don’t blame me if something happens to you guys if you bring someone in there!”

“Brothers! It’s time to defend our country! This is a Transylvanian place! Let those Grimmie dogs go back to their dens!”

Dirtbike raised the shotgun in his hand high in the air and shouted in a broken voice:
“Brothers, the time has come to sacrifice and serve our country! Charge with me! For the sake of your houses, for the sake of your wives and children, charge!”

He himself howled and was the first to rush into the sewer, behind a group of administrative players wailed and followed, NPCs were also driven to hold up torches and rushed in with guns on their backs.

The seven-man group of Brother Woo Meow waited for them to finish rushing, and by Brother Woo Meow coughed a few times and said in a long drawn out voice:

“That what! Listen to me carefully! I just saw that many of these workers have already converted to my god’s beliefs and are followers of my Avalon Church!

As the protectors of Avalon, how can we stand by and watch our followers being bullied by the evil Wolfsbane Vampires?
Brothers! Come with me! This is the time to protect the faithful and spread the word!
The boss of Avalon is watching from above, it’s time to show your sincerity and power!
Let’s go!”

As soon as he took the lead, the Old Religion players patrolling around him also followed with a wail, worrying about not having a good reason to participate in this vampire main quest, don’t you see that this opportunity has come?
“Crap! How can it be like this? This cunning sociopath is different!”

Touch Your Poor, who was flying in the sky with his Scorpion Lion Stinky Treasure, rounded his eyes, and immediately shouted to the “professional breeder” Belly Brother who was patrolling below:

“Quickly! Let’s also go up and fight monsters and get equipment… Ahem, I mean, give my loyalty to my god, Avalon!”

A few minutes later, Ambrosia’s anxious voice rang out in President Natalie’s arithmetic jewel as the scout exclaimed:

“President, the apprentices have ignored the vampire’s warning and rushed in, what do we do?”

“What else can we do?”

Natalie rolled her eyes, waiting impatiently on the ground, she gripped the hilt of her belt’s combat knife “Sanction”, kicked open the cover of the sewer entrance under her feet, and said:
“You’re still on the ground, fishing for fish after all this? Did they bring in the local congregation? If so, we have a reason to intervene in the vampire’s internal affairs.

Get on!

The holy land generously given by my god cannot fall into the hands of vulgar, wolfsbane vampires!
In the name of faith, the witch hunters go to war this night!”
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“Blanched! This is totally unbeatable!”

In the sewers, the mud-giving Luta Oil, who was being chased by two wolfsbane vampires running for his life, cursed as he ran:

“We’re all vampires, why is your defense-breaking judgment so strong when you spar? You’re all a bunch of gorilla-first-embraced vampires, aren’t you?

Why do you want to be a vampire if you have so much strength? Why don’t you become werewolves?
Fuck!”

He didn’t blame him for spitting, mainly because this wolfsbane vampire’s way of adding points was really the opposite extreme from the blood vulture, you a main dexterity blood vulture vampire encountered this kind of power brick flying player to be able to fight knife fight to win the ghost.

The other knife is crushing blows, right?

If it is not the blood vulture clan dexterity pull full and blood wings to protect life, afraid of a photo will be broken defense.

However, although the mud to Luda oil in the escape, but he actually still have harvest, two wolf poison heart lying in his spiritual energy bag, this is also behind the two wolf poison swordsman in hot pursuit of the reason.

Just now, he and his good friend Khaki Tony too teamed up with the “self-detonation tactics” to kill the two Wolfsbane elite, as for Khaki himself .
As for Kaki himself, he had already been sacrificed as a “consumable” for the “self-destruct tactic”.

Frontal defeat can only use this kind of “evil way to play”, for three days a life players, when necessary, give up their lives is just a more extreme optional fighting style.

“Puh”

An arrow shot from the back, hitting Mud to Luda Oil’s shoulder, knocking him into a stumble, his flying stance was broken and he fell to the ground.

The Wolfsbane warriors running behind him, who had already completely exposed their “wilderness form”, let out a cold and grim laugh in the dark night with their heavy crossbows.

In their opinion, this weak and cunning blood vulture could not escape anymore.

But after all, there is no such thing as a dead end, just as Mud to Luda Oil had already resigned himself to his fate and pulled out his winged blades in preparation for a one for one exchange, he suddenly heard a strange sound from the rear, and there were also the coordinates reported by Chosen Fighter on the world channel:
Chosen to Fight the Gray Man: [Brothers, lead the monsters towards the entrance of sewer number three! We’ve brought the militia with us, so we definitely have enough firepower! From now on, don’t say that we administrative players aren’t good enough to help you brush the monsters, now hurry up and draw them over!

Mud to Luda Oil: [Good brother! Good timing, I have two elites coming over right now!

“Ready!”

The Chosen Grey Beater immediately howled.

He himself grabbed a shotgun and aimed it forward, the team of workers led by him also raised the guns in their hands, and there were other workers who grabbed incendiary bottles and were lighting them.

A few seconds later, the whole body is blood to the mud to Luda oil even rolled with crawling from the corner rushed out, poof fell to the ground is already the bottom of the blood, and behind the two on the head of the wolf venom wailed and pounced out, the result of the face to face to see more than twenty black holes in the muzzle of the gun aimed at him two, there are more than ten was lit flasks waiting to be fired.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

The gray-green eyes of the two Wolfsbane members, who had been exposed to the wilderness, were wide with the words, “Fuck you Transylvanians, you don’t talk about morality.

“Fire!”

The gray-fighting man was so excited that his voice trembled.

It was a shame to say that even though he had entered the game relatively early, he basically hadn’t fought much except for the copy battle that pushed into the Blood Vulture Cloister.

“Bang.”

The bullet he shot rightfully missed.

But it didn’t matter, just enough density.

Twenty bullets fired in an instant knocked the two wolfsbane thugs to the point where their entire bodies were bleeding profusely, and the flames from the ten incendiary flasks that smashed over almost simultaneously ignited them into human-sized pillars of fire, and the mud-giving Luta Oil that was already sprawled on the ground with only a trace of blood and skin left instantly surged with courage, jumped up with a wail, copped the winged blades, and stabbed them into one of the guy’s heart.

Similar scenes quickly spread through the sewers, and the wolfsbane thugs who were originally chasing after the blood vulture’s children quickly realized that they were caught in a bad “roundup”.

Those civilians who came to join in the fun were not blood servants at all! They had not received the necessary training.

The Sons of the Wolfsbane could tell that this Blood Vulture Clan was unethical enough to send civilians into battle, something that even we Wolfsbane thugs could not do.

Shameless Murphy!

With this you still dare to call yourself a good person?
“Poof!”

The silver-gray sharp blade burning with blue-green purifying fire sliced horizontally across the waist and abdomen of a wilderness monstrous form, and amidst the latter’s screams, the midnight power belonging to the vampire was incinerated by the purifying power from Avalon.

In the scarlet flying ash, Natalie flipped her wrist and turned the blade into a twist to sheathe it.

She could feel herself being surrounded by several wolfsbane pups.

But she wasn’t alarmed.

Not just because she had already passed the Silver Trial was moving up to a new realm, but also because she had come prepared this time.

Facing the simultaneous attacks from four directions by the Wild Wolfsbane, Natalie lowered her body and gripped the hilt of the Watcher’s sword behind her back with her left hand.

Feeling the slight vibration of this large oak holy blade, the gray-haired Demon Hunter Hime whispered:
“You are finally willing to talk to me, it seems that my efforts have been recognized by you Of course, I also find these Midnight Sons annoying, but isn’t it a bit too much to call them ‘poop’?
Your use of words is really too uncivilized, Your Excellency the Holy Blade.”

(End of chapter)