Chapter 277 276 Right! It’s only called playing a copy if there are drops!

Chapter 277 276! It’s only called playing a copy if there are drops!

“What’s with the extra team quest? And who is this ‘Hogg Bite Bone’? It doesn’t sound like a human or vampire name.”

On the main battlefield, Happy Stick, who had just finished a wave of pit kills, saw a quest shared over by the administrative players in between his breaks, and he took it without being able to look at it closely. The main reason was that the fight was all the way here, so doing a quest with a mount reward was a casual thing to do.

The brothers around him were also grasping for time to rest.

The smell of barbecue was everywhere in this area, and in the time just now following Happy Stick’s tactics, the players had burned at least a few hundred elite Jackal Savage Soldiers to death with Molotov cocktails and explosive bombs.

The fruit of the battle was abundant and most importantly, the elite jackals killed in the copy actually counted as points, which made the players who participated in tonight’s battle’s main quest points pool grow upwards at an exaggerated rate.

The only regret was that the copy was made too big!
Happy Stick had to kill the BOSS as fast as they could so they didn’t have time to search around the edges of the room.

According to Brother Woo Meow’s thoughts, this camp was the main territory of the forces under the Kenpot Warlord, so there must be a lot of treasures hidden here.

“Brother Stick, this new quest requires us to hunt a special monster on the wanted list, I just looked and there are several targets among those Jackals we burned to death. As soon as the quest was picked up, the completion level shot right up to 57%.”

Brother Woo Meow, who had made a fool of himself earlier, walked over with his own warhorse and said to Happy Stick:
“Why don’t we split up some of our lower ranked brothers to go around the periphery? Do this quest by the way? The next step is to face the BOSS straight on. it’s not that we won’t let them participate, but fighting a Silver rank BOSS before the Black Iron Trial is overkill is a bit too much, and they probably won’t be able to stand up to the BOSS’s AOE even if they’re holding shields.”

“That being said, I can understand, but if you let them go now, they’re afraid they won’t be willing.”

Happy Stick sipped water with some blood added to it, recovering his energy as he said:

“We’ve fought all the way up to here, so we should at least meet the BOSS face to face, right? Besides, this time the copies are all humanoid monsters, I reckon the final BOSS has a drop .”

Brother Stick lowered his voice and said to Brother Woo Meow:

“This guy is a famous guy, its drop is bound to be unusual, how should we split it?”

“What are you worried about this for.”

Brother Woo Meow waved his hand and said:

“Designated distribution definitely won’t work, the DKP system hasn’t been established yet, I think it’s better to auction it off.”

“Then it must be Xiao Fu Bro and Reed Name buying everything over again.”

Happy Stick shook his head and said:

“Once or twice is okay, always this other brothers will have opinions in their hearts, next time there is a copy of this kind of thing will have to say in advance about the distribution of proceeds, I look at the way always all the people out of the way is not too good, in the future when there are more people let’s subcontracting dry it, their own team fights also do not have to think about these follow-up problems.”

“Then dry R point? Didn’t you say you want to be fair?”

Brother Woo Meow spread his hands and said:
“As long as you’re willing to bet on your luck, I honestly don’t have a problem with it.”

“Gambling ah, this makes the opinion even bigger well, especially those guys who don’t have much luck, such as you and a few of your brothers.”

Happy Stick stood up, he rubbed his chin and said:

“I think it’s better to leave it to the NPCs to split, just let Lord Murphy split it, that way there’s nothing for everyone to say.”

“Yeah, let the NPCs take the fall for us, you’re such a little wit.”

[Ding! Attention all testers! Jackal Warlord Kenpot Bitebone is about to break through the second line of defense guarded by Hunting Baron Kudel in two minutes!”]

“Fuck! Dog planning is not human!”

Stick dropped the water bladder in his hand viciously and grabbed his own sword and shield, shouting to the brothers around him who had already risen up in droves:

“The second treasure chest is going to be gone, quick! Rush over and enter the battle! The third chest is gone, but let’s save at least two chests! It’s killing us!”

He himself spread his wings and was the first to swoop out towards the front, with the vampire players following closely behind, and the smaller players on the ground following in a rowdy fashion.

Meanwhile, in the area ahead of them, Kudel, the Civil Protection Officer, was drawing back.

But the powerful vampire swordsman was not repelled by the Kenpot Bite Bone in front of him, on the contrary, from the time he entered the battle until now, Kudel had been performing with ease, if he really wanted to make a move it was estimated that in a few more rounds he would be able to successfully cut down the jackal warlord in front of him here.

The title of No. 2 combatant of the Blood Vulture Clan is not a boast, and that’s even if Kudel didn’t activate his Blood Thirst.
But commands from Murphy were urging him to disengage from the fight.

“Bang.”

The scarlet heavy sword enchanted by Tris herself shimmered with streams of light and slammed down like a heavy hammer, causing the jackal warlord armed with a flail and a bone shield to take several steps back before he could stabilize himself.

Kenport gasped.

It stared at the vampire swordsman in front of it, who was so powerful that he made it a bit desperate, and watched as the latter put away his heavy sword and took a few steps back, blocking its escape route in front of it in a stance leaning on his sword.

Behind it, its handpicked brute soldiers and secret artist guards were being cleared out one by one by Murphy and Fimis at an extremely fast speed.

Even though there were only three vampires fighting here, the kills they inflicted were nothing less than small players rampaging across the battlefield, with the quality of precise cuts on one side, and the number of brazen deaths on the other, the collaboration between the two sides shattered Kenpot’s ambitions this night.

“I can understand that you’re trying to make your warriors more of a challenge.”

Kudel stared at Kenport in front of him from beneath his face helmet as the Baron of the Hunt responded to Murphy with onomatopoeic skill:
“But isn’t it a bit beyond their abilities to have them challenge such an opponent? And your arrangement of having Femis and I exit the battle one by one is more or less deliberate. I’m also beginning to have some trouble understanding what exactly you were thinking, Murphy.”

“Engagement!

That’s always been a pretty important part of the ritual, and I just don’t want to help my warriors do it all only to have them watch from the sidelines.

It would discourage them from being motivated and competitive.”

Murphy responded:
“If they can get here on their own, then Kenport’s head is theirs for the taking, and if they can’t deal with the epileptic jackals around them and get crushed where they are, the three of us can clean up this dangerous guy.

Kudel, this is a raid and a trial.

Now step aside, please.

Admire my warriors as they turn a new page with their hands and blood for the Transylvania we all guard together, and they should be entitled to walk into this unfolding history, not just be nicknamed ‘footmen’.”

“As much as you try to convince me as much as you can, I suspect that this reasoning of yours is also just made-up nonsense.”

Kudel let out a low chuckle from beneath his mask.

He took one last look at Kenport Bitebone, who was wielding a flail and a bone shield, shouldered his own scarlet greatsword and turned to walk away.

This scene completely enraged the Great King of Kenport.

The jackal knew that he would not be able to escape today, as a warrior from the Dark Mountains he did not fear death, but such contempt from the other party was too much for Kenpot to bear. To strut away like this was to think that he was not worthy of being his opponent?

“Die!”

Kenpot swung his heavy three-headed flail towards Kudel, the hexagonal hammer head tied to the top of the weapon by three chains was thrown at Kudel’s head, as long as it hit, it would definitely make the arrogant swordsman in front of him pay the price.

But in the sound of wings swinging at high speed, another silhouette descended from the sky, closing his wings and swooping down, the bull carrying a bloody giant shield blocked behind Lord Kudel with a bang.

A loud thud in the heavy shield carry warded off the Jackal’s attack, while Sister Pomegranate, who had fallen at the same time as him, used the downward impact to kick the Jackal’s raised bone shield, knocking it back two steps.

The two blocked Kenport’s path of advance left and right, and more Bloodwings appeared in the darkness as one by one the members of the new-Bloodwings, led by Happy Stick and Little Reed Name, fell from the sky.

Their stance was nowhere near as graceful and noble as the legendary Blood Wings, but the stance of the weapons in their hands as they landed was ferocious.

A pair of eyes that glittered with blood in the darkness of the night stared at the BOSS in front of them, which was three times larger than an ordinary jackal and ogre-like, and the malice and greed emanating from their eyes made the jackals feel a pang of discomfort.

More players rushed out from the shadows at the back, and they quickly surrounded Kenport.

Blackened muzzles were aimed, weapons coated with sword oil were carried in their hands, and noisy shouts represented their fists and eagerness to try.

Kenport was surrounded by these guys.

It could tell that these guys weren’t very strong, hardly what you would call elite even if they broke through the black iron, but these guys just weren’t like normal blood servants and vampires!
The Jackal Warlord didn’t know how to describe the feeling, but it could appreciate the not-so-hidden malice and anticipation of these assholes. It was as if in the eyes of these guys, he was just a piece of meat waiting to be cut up, no that wasn’t an accurate description, he was like a pile of walking treasure that was being trapped in the middle of the battlefield by a group of hungry treasure hunters.

“Whew, finally caught up!”

Stick glanced at the character interface.

There was no alert popping up on it that Lord Kudel’s second line of defense had been breached, which meant that the players had kept the two chests of extra rewards.

The next thing to do was to get the lone Silver ranked Jackal in front of them killed here and complete this special team copy with only one boss.

Stick wasn’t a player who was very immersed in role-playing, so he didn’t have that much ceremony, and very realistically and sensibly raised the weapon in his hand.

Representing the start of the attack!
“Bang.”

Vikrama was the first to fire, the Hammerguard in his hand was loaded with solo rounds to make the shot powerful, but the speeding bullet shot was deflected by Kenport with the oddly shaped bone shield in his hand, sending sparks flying.

“Blanch! It’s got the reflexes to keep up with the speed of the bullet!”

Shorty exclaimed.

But the other players couldn’t care less about you.

Thumping gunfire weaved a web of fire in place, yet Kenport scoffed at the feeble attack, a grotesque cranial totem thrown at its feet, invisible forces fluttering up to form an unseen wall in a brutal gesture.

It would not directly block bullets.

But any bullets or arrows that passed through this boundary would be severely weakened in power, and even if they hit Kenport, they would hardly leave a wound.

“!!!”

Brother Stick and Brother Woo Meow’s eyes widened as they both threw out scouts towards this unbeatable BOSS in front of them almost at the same time, and the information came back to astonish them:
Name: [Scourge of Andromeda] Kenpot Bite Bone
Rank: Level 30 – Silver Body – Elite

Occupation: Level 15 Jackal Assault Shield Warrior / Level 15 Hunt Priest / Robber Chief – Looting Specialization
Status: Hunting Blessing [Ranged Attacks Nullified, Melee Skills Enhanced]

Special Bloodline: Bone Biting Clan – Giant Jackal Individual [Physical Attack and Defense greatly increased].

Evaluation: Extremely Dangerous

“Don’t shoot! This guy is immune to bullets and arrows, go melee!”

Brother Woo Meow shouted at the top of his lungs, pulling himself out of his bag and grabbing a round shield in his hand, throwing himself another Thorn Spell, and then drawing a replica Avalon Sacred Blade.

As the Red Knight’s subordinate profession, the Oak Knight’s transfer shifted him from being a mere spell caster to a composite profession similar to that of a Grave Swordguard upon completion, which meant that Brother Woo Meow could now carry a sword and slash people as well.

Of course compared to a true melee master like Cat it was still a bit short.

As he roared away, the other players also put away their guns and drew their weapons, wailing as they rushed towards the giant jackal in front of them.

In their opinion, they were outnumbered, and one man and one sword would be enough to kill this guy, but reality was cruel and unforgiving, and the ranged attack weapon like the flail that Kenports specialized in didn’t care about the number of people you had once it was wielded.

In the roar of Kenports, just the first swing of the flail sent over ten people flying, six of them died in the air vomiting blood, the remaining ones were seriously injured, but the next moment, Lady Water and Woo Meow’s winds of rejuvenation blew widely, transforming spiritual energy into healing power to save their lives, letting the bar of their life slowly rise.

“Crap! Is this AOE damage for real?”

The downed rolled twice before grimly climbing up, the traveling scholar Xiao Zhou cursed with his Lion Spear:

“The dog planner isn’t doing his job again! I’m a strong person who passed the Black Iron Trial!”

“That’s why you survived the Black Iron Trial! Those who were killed in seconds can’t withstand this kind of damage.”

The bald human Martial Monk Giant Shark Bo next to him was also spitting blood from his mouth.

He covered his chest and stood up while looking at the small player at his feet who was directly hammered to death and howled loudly:

“Those who haven’t passed the Black Iron Trial don’t go the fuck up there and give it away! Pull out! All of you pull out and do your quests, this isn’t a guy you can deal with, you’ll die if you get grazed.”

The crowd immediately erupted into a burst of disappointed shouting, but helpless strength stuck here can not help but good behavior to withdraw from the BOSS battle.

Luckily, they did still have a mission to complete, so they quickly moved on to the rest of the camp under the leadership of Live Whole Quite Well and Tepal to hunt the other Jackal Chiefs on Hogg’s wanted list.

This scene was watched the entire time by Murphy, who was hiding high in the air and peering obscenely at the screen.

He nodded his head in satisfaction, it seemed that his little players were still very aware of the bigger picture.

He said to Phemis and Kudel who were also hiding in the shadows of the Star Realm beside him and peeping at the screen:

“You two can go back and support Fort Scarlet, you’re needed more over there! I’ll stay here and take care of things back there . Oh wait, Kudel, give me one of the pieces of equipment you have on you, any of them.”

“Huh?”

The Hunting Baron looked at Murphy in surprise, and the Vampire Lord explained for him:

“Didn’t we agree on a triple line of defense? Femis’ line was breached so she didn’t have to reward these warriors for their bravery, but we both had to honor that rule by gifting the warriors a gift.”

“Nonsense! I’m the one who didn’t get breached!”

Phimis chortled rather irritably:
“It was clearly you who made me retreat of my own accord, wouldn’t you make them think I’m a rookie by saying that?”

“That’s the rule, and of the three of us, aren’t you the best? Let’s speak from our conscience, Miss.”

Murphy said with a shrug:

“Why don’t you make the rules next time this happens?”

“I’ll do it! Hmph.”

Missy grunted and rather discontentedly flapped her wings in the direction of the Scarlet Fortress, while the Baron of the Hunt thought for a moment and threw the scarlet heavy sword he was holding to Murphy, saying:

“Just in time for me to change a weapon, I remember that Salokdar’s private collection has a blood vulture famous blade called ‘Griffin’, that’s a trophy he harvested in the fourth black plague, that thing is very suitable for me.”

“Indeed there is, go find Tris, she has the key to my treasure chest.”

Murphy nodded and spoke to Kudel:
“Thank you for your cooperation, Lord Protector of the People.”

“I just find it interesting the kinds of rules you have for your warriors, it seems to be a unique mode of interaction between you and them.”

Kudel responded:

“They are all humongous warriors, and I like them a lot. Perhaps I should learn this more effective mode of communication from you, and speaking of which, you should also gift them with the gift of killing their way through enemy lines in a set amount of time, right?
What will you gift them?”

“This.”

Murphy waved the blade of cold teeth in his hand as he said:

“I learned from Lady Laneia that His Eminence, Lord Paying, asked old Edward to send us a gift as a token of reconciliation, and I guess I’ll be getting a better weapon soon enough. A word of advice if you intend to make nice with my warriors, Kudel, they like things that are both collectible and practical.

Those items tainted with tales of lore are best.

With just one item, you can mobilize the good will of most warriors.”

“Well, like this?”

Kudel nodded and said:
“Then it looks like I’ll have to make a trip back to Nantes sometime, all the weapons and equipment from my days as a Ranger Knight I left behind in my hometown, that’s a valuable collection of martial equipment I’ve collected from all over the world during my human career.

I bet they would have loved it very much.”

(End of chapter)