Chapter 38 38 Millions of dollars burned in every frame!

Chapter 38 38.Every frame is a million dollars burning!

As they got closer and closer to Cadman City, the two “sentries” on the crate, Badger and Sanwu Dou, were chatting happily when they saw their own NPC jumping over, and they immediately got up and ran to get close to Murphy.

The vampire’s eyes rolled, and then he said to the two little players in the tone of an NPC handing out quests:
“Ten more minutes and we’ll reach Cadman City.

Perhaps I should explain to you the taboos about that city, so that you won’t encounter unnecessary risks in it, and also, you should come with me to have an audience with my venerable Lady Tris.

She is a rather ‘maverick’ vampire, and there are some things I must make clear ahead of time.”

“Ding.”

The sound of triggering the quest “A Day Trip to Cadman City” made the two young players immediately get in the spirit, and then they began to call out to the others in the gaming group to come online as per the guidelines.

The main quest for the new area had been activated.

Don’t touch the fish, hurry up and come up to do the quest!
This shout of theirs had an extraordinary effect, and within five minutes the small players climbed up from their lying state, and eleven small players surrounded Murphy’s side ready to listen to the NPC bragging.

Those five guys who hung up in the woodland blockade will be able to resurrect tonight, when they directly appear in the city of Cadman also saves the two days and two nights of rushing, let a person actually a little bit envious for a time.

It can be seen that players are very interested in the first “main city” in the game.

One by one, they stood on the carts and took out their captured binoculars to look towards the city, occasionally expressing their own opinions.

Murphy was going to take this time to tell the players about the local customs, but before he could say anything, the second carriage in front of him suddenly shook.

In Murphy’s astonished gaze, this would have been in the coffin beautifully sleeping “beauty sleep” Miss Phoebus actually took the initiative to appear, but also in a way that does not meet her elegant posture jumped to the roof of the car.

“Quickly look! Furore has refreshed!”

The Electronic Phantom in the crowd shouted, and the players tsked in wonder.

They had already figured out the refreshing pattern of these NPCs in the past two days, and because they were proper vampires, Miss Fumis would only appear after nightfall.

This NPC had a cold personality.

However, if you behave decently and humbly enough, and if you can speak beautifully, she will also casually instruct the players on the use of psychic energy, and there are already a number of more skillful guys who have learned the basic skill of “psychic energy impact” from Missy.

Although this world’s psychic talent is already set in stone at the birth of an individual, players obviously belong to the category of “not to be theorized”.

Not only were they able to clearly perceive psychic energy, they also learned psychic energy skills very quickly, which made Missy wonder in her heart.

Although she couldn’t see it on the surface, she was actually interested in Murphy’s unique group of servants.

Murphy said that these warriors were the mountain people from the north that he had gathered in the Moorland village, Missy didn’t believe a single word of this kind of nonsense, but she wouldn’t take the initiative to ask if Murphy wasn’t willing to say anything.

Anyway, the existence of these people was not dangerous to the Blood Vulture Clan.

Murphy knew something was wrong when he saw Missy take the initiative to appear, he quickly rushed over and asked:
“What’s wrong?”

“Spiritual energy is converging abnormally! The speed is very fast, a huge amount of spiritual energy has wrapped around the perimeter of Cadman City and even formed a tidal wave, my spiritual energy contact with the Blood Wyvern Cloister has been blocked for the past two days perhaps because of this.

Something is definitely wrong in the city!”

Missy’s face was very ugly, she felt disturbed so she stretched her wide blood wings to float in place under the cloudy sky, and said to Murphy with her head down again:

“I’ll go back to take a look first, you guys speed up!”

“Uh-huh.”

Murphy nodded with a serious face and watched Missy close her wings in the air and then accelerated into subsonic speed with a jump, disappearing in front of everyone’s eyes in the blink of an eye.

“Rich Lori flew away!”

“Wow, her wings are so cool, this dog planning is too good at it, right?”

The little players were in an uproar.

There were also people who used the video function that came with the game helmet intending to record the segment, while Murphy had already rushed to the front of the head car and shouted to Maxim:
“Hurry! Speed up, something’s happening in the city!”

The loyal servant’s face immediately changed, and he raised his horse whip and hit the pack horse pulling the cart to make the speed increase, however, only less than a minute had passed before Murphy also sensed what Missy meant by the psychic energy agitation she had mentioned earlier.

As a spiritual energy apprentice, he could clearly feel that the free spiritual energy in the surrounding environment was increasing at a terrifying speed, just like an invisible storm that had been brewing to the end, it would be a tornado that would be enough to destroy everything and level everything like a terrifying thing!
For those who could perceive psychic energy, it was like there was a super atmospheric pressure spinning in the direction of Cadman City.

That power oppression made Murphy’s breathing become heavy.

“What the hell is this this?”

Panting from the pressure brought on by the huge amount of psychic energy chaos, he looked towards the city, the uncertainty in his heart becoming more and more real.

He didn’t really have any special feelings for the city.

But the problem was that Tris was still in the city, so don’t ever .
“Holy fuck! The sky is leaking!”

A strangled cry from Brother Woo Meow completely shattered Murphy’s illusions.

The vampire and his loyal servant jerked their heads up and saw that today’s cloudy sky seemed to have been ripped open.

Indescribable black energy poured out like smoke and flotsam from the sudden crack in the sky, and those monstrous things formed solid entities in the material world, in which dots of starlight could vaguely be seen pulsing.

It was like obscure nebulae surfacing in the daytime.

Murphy didn’t know what it was, but the city of Cadman in front of him at that moment had been enveloped by that black matter from the sky, like a physical object being pulled in a black storm.

The vampire pulled his vision to the maximum.

He could even see the statue of Salokdar at the top of the city’s tallest Bloodwyvern spire being disintegrated into gravity defying rubble flying in a storm of ghostly purple streams.

But all of this was just the beginning.

Only half a minute after the sky cracked open, a meteorite wrapped in black flames roared down from the heavens.

It ruthlessly smashed into the center of Cadman City amidst the shocked roars of a group of small players, and then piece after piece of the secondary meteorite continued to fall, causing the obscure nebulae engulfing packages that poured down from the sky to also ignite into rushing flames.

In just a few minutes, the medieval-style majestic city in front of the player’s eyes looked like a bear’s hand had erased a third of it from the ground.

Black cracks were created in the trembling earth and cut through the city, swallowing the collapsed buildings underneath the earth, as if they had been incorporated into the apocalyptic scene of the opening of the gates of hell.

The blast of the meteorite brought a horrifying muffled sound, and the gusts of wind brought up by the collision and annihilation of huge amounts of psychic energy caused the horses pulling the cart to panic.

Murphy could see many panicked vampires flapping their wings and rushing out of the city, but they would soon be caught up in the tangled wrapping of those obscure smoky flotsam energies, like a small insect that had crashed into a spider’s web, and wouldn’t be able to struggle for more than a few moments before it was completely engulfed by the power from the astral realm.

“Tris.”

Murphy called out softly, then clenching his fists, he got up and rushed towards the pack horse but was stopped by Maxim.

The loyal servant couldn’t stand by and watch Murphy charge at a plague that could never be stopped by human hands, however the vampire broke free with a strange yet dashing dodge and slide and jumped behind the packhorse, sheathing his swift sword in his hand to cut off the harness.

Reaching out, he slapped the old horse hard on the neck and it roared forward.

Murphy knew he had to get back before things got any worse! He had to get into that city, no matter what the hell was going on in that hellhole. Because Tris was still there!
The scrappy magical woman who had saved his life over a month ago and stuck with him for a month when he was at his weakest, alone in the Otherworld was still in the city!
He could convince himself that it was him taking care of Tris, but the truth of the matter was that it was Tris who had protected him through the most helpless time of his first arrival in the Otherworld.

“No dying!”

Murphy growled inwardly through clenched teeth:

“I forbid you to die! I’m coming back, I’ll be right by your side! Hold on!”

“The dog planner is alive again!”

This will be a small player to see the “over the scene animation” are looking dumbfounded, the crowd of good pigeon biting the finger screamed to:
“We just came before entering the city to do this kind of thing, this is obviously the opening CG that flavor ah! A city just wiped out? How exciting.”

“This picture quality is simply killing the same on the head ah, I feel like this is a real-time calculation of the CG scene, every frame is the smell of money burning.”

“Hehehe, I recorded it, and will send it to the forum in a while, so that those five unlucky bastards can drool over it.”

“But the promised main city is gone, what do we do next?”

The players bickered, then the sharp-eyed Che Che suddenly shouted:

“Look, NPCs! Lord Murphy ran past on his horse!”

As soon as they turned around, they saw Murphy riding that old horse rushing towards Kardman City, which was being ravaged by the Calamity, and then he was swallowed up by the black gusts of wind with astral spiritual energy that came from the front, and disappeared as if he had disappeared into the yellow sand that flew all over the sky.

“Quest! It must be a triggered quest! Maybe it’s even a mainline quest!”

Happy Stick shouted and said:
“Go! Who knows how to drive a cart, follow it! F*ck, it looks like I’ll have to learn to ride a horse in a hurry after that.”
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At this point in the chaotic, apocalyptic city of Cadman, Tris’s broken manor house had tumbled down in a tear in the ground.

Cloaked in an infrared jacket, Tris held a light blade of psychic energy in her hand, covering her stomach as she struggled to move her feet against the wall.

Behind Tris were two oddly shaped beasts, the bodies of which began to disintegrate into black and gray astral psychic energy as they fell to the ground, adding to the foul aura of the dusty and still shaking manor.

These truly otherworldly creatures had been flung into the material world when the astral rift had opened, and in the current process of the entire city of Cadman being crushed and pulled towards the astral realm, these vicious creatures were taking advantage of the chaos to feast.

Unfortunately, these two had chosen the wrong opponents.

Tris, no matter how much of a waste she had been before, had been an Elder, and naturally there was no pressure to deal with the two mindless beasts, but the loss of control of her psychic energy had caused Tris’s old wounds to flare up.

Her whole body would tremble with every step she took this time.

“Bang.”

Tris collapsed in front of the kitchen with a softness in her feet.

She gasped for air with her back against the dusty wall, looking out at the city that had been completely enveloped in black smoke and flames beyond the walls of the main house that had collapsed in front of her.

“The little bastard said he’d be back in seven days, but I’ve been cracking open a bottle of wine every day to pleasure myself, and it’s already the eighth day and there’s still no sign of him. I’m going to die!
But I don’t even have anyone to collect my body.”

The Scrapper Demoness complained fiercely.

She dispersed the sharp blade of psychic energy in her hand, reached out and pulled the steamy 800-break refrigerator that had collapsed on the floor, and painstakingly picked up the last half bottle of wine from it.

Cursing little Murphy for being unethical, Tris was actually more than happy to see this development; with Murphy’s resourcefulness, she must have listened to what she’d instructed her to say when she’d left earlier.

Perhaps now his own little Murphy had fled all the way north across northeastern Transylvania into the territory of the Kingdom of Nordtorf, although it was not a beautiful thing to say that living in those Yankee homelands with a terrible climate was not a beautiful thing, but it was still much better than staying in Transylvania and waiting for death.

“Well, it should be gone, right?”

Tris took a hard gulp of wine to suppress the sharp pain in her wound.

As a result, when she turned her head, she saw the bread that Murphy had left for her before he left had been scattered all over the place in the vibration just now, so a small wave of hard-to-conceal sadness came back to her miserable face:

“It’s good to be gone.

Only far away from me, the invalid who will bring misfortune, you little one can enjoy the life that you have so easily snatched back, in the future, we are all on different sides of the world, and I will be satisfied if I can write a letter back when I am fine.

If there really is a letter carrier who can send letters to the Star Realm .”

She spat out a small sentence and tilted her head back in the gradually collapsing and disintegrating ruins of the manor, looking at the sky that had been completely covered by black smoky flotsam-like Star Realm energy.

Nebula-like points of light could still be seen faintly pulsing, that was the mysterious chaotic Star Realm opening a passageway in the material world.

Tris could clearly feel the foundations of Cadman City being destroyed.

The city would be pulled into the Astral Plane or worse, torn apart whole in the border between the Material World and the Astral Plane, but this was a long planned attack.

After all, the Astral Plane had been too stable over the last few hundred years for such a devastating swing to occur without warning.

The other side must have used an unimaginable amount of manpower and resources to accomplish this, and since the Serenade boundary that was supposed to defend the city had not been opened, something must have happened within the Blood Vulture Clan as well.

Who was it?
Tris’s expression changed from pain to thought, and then quickly changed from thought to a touch of indifference.

Who cares who did it?

Today, Cadman City was already doomed!
Along with the Blood Vulture Clan, it would also be heavily damaged or even completely buried, the scene that one had been looking forward to for more than a hundred years had actually materialized today without any warning.

“Ha, this is which passing Star God’s big brother has taken out this bad anger for me, Tris! Hahahahaha.”

The disheveled Cuice tilted her head tons and tons and took a large gulp of wine as she stared intently at the changes in the sky and muttered:

“This is retribution! Salokdar, did you see that? This is the retribution for you dog! Everything you’ve built over the last 400 years will be destroyed today, in a matter of minutes.

You deserve all of this!
Yes, yes!
I knew I couldn’t get away with it.

I’m going to die here too, but what the hell, it’s costly enough for my old lady to see this before she dies, and the only little Murphy who ever cared for me in this downward spiral of a hundred years is gone.

Oh my sweet little Murphy.
Have a good life in a faraway land.

There is no need for you to grieve too much when you receive the news of my death; it will be but a relief to your poor honors, and surely a little one as resourceful and sweet as you can find something else to fall back on.”

“Boom.”

There was another loud bang, and the entire surface of Tris’s manor was ripped open.

In a surge of black and gray smoke and flotsam, some sort of monstrous whimpering carried clearly beneath the collapsed rubble, a grizzled Tris struggled to pull her legs out of the bricks, she tried to walk but all around her had been sealed off by foul psychic energy.

There was nowhere else for her to go.

Then Tris relaxed completely.

She raised the last bit of wine in her hand as if saying goodbye to the whole city.

“Good night, Cadman City. Farewell, Bloodwing. Little Murphy. If you can hear me, don’t ever come back! This city . It’s long past saving.”

(End of chapter)