482.Chapter 480 – 479 Unlucky Man’s Last Days of Tearing Meat

Chapter 480 479.The Unlucky Man’s Last Days of Tearing Meat

What could be more exciting than killing a boss in a pressurized line?

Of course, after killing a BOSS in a press line, an even more powerful and unbeatable BOSS suddenly appeared in the same place!
The first one to touch the “Blasphemous King of Bones” was rightfully killed in seconds, but his last-minute message made everyone in the small group of players still resting in the ruins look at him in disbelief.

What?
The final boss in the copy was a gold-ranked Necromancer?

Shit!
That’s not cool!
The development team is definitely too much pressure crazy, you guys fucking throw a gold monster in the copy of the operation is ten years of blood clots can not think of a bad job ah!
If you don’t intend to let us pass the level, just say so.

“Nope! Don’t panic!”

Just as everyone was preparing to flee, Little Richie Touch You Poor, who had flown over from the air on a Scorpion Lion carrying Cat, who had his leg broken, shouted:

“That King of Biting Bones BOSS has a ‘Blazing Sun Scorch’ negative status on it! That status is causing it to constantly drop blood! I saw it just now. When it crosses the area covered by sunlight, it will iterate this status, and once it enters the shadows, the status will disappear and it will slowly start to bleed back!

This boss is not for us to fight head on!
Guys, lead it in circles and look for sunlit areas!
Quickly!
This is the real way to fight this boss!
Fly a kite, understand?

All long-distance fighters move and kite it. Melee fighters stay away! You’ll be killed in seconds! Go around and kill the little monsters. Don’t let them interfere with the kiting process! Also, the Swamp Serpent has collapsed the town’s ground and left many toxin craters, and the Goldfinch’s fire support will also leave craters in the ground.

Be careful when you guys kite and don’t touch those places.”

“F*ck yeah, terrain warfare again?”

Happy Stick spat harshly, but he came to be confident once he figured out the BOSS fight.

The guy flapped his wings and levitated up drawing his own shotgun from his back to fill it with bullets, looking ahead at the King of Biting Bones that was chasing the players who were routing around in the shadows, Stick’s eyes glittered with rage.

If this raid on Plague Town represented a game between the players and the development team, then at this moment the game had already come to the moment of finalizing the victory or defeat.

They paid a month’s advancement and so many people’s sacrifices to get to this point, no one wants to lose at this time, and even more so, no one will take the initiative to admit defeat at this time.

Wasn’t it just a gold-ranked Necromancer with a severely crippled body and terrible negative status?

Just do it!

Stick flew closer with a quick flap of his wings, raised his shotgun and fired a shot towards the King of Biting Bones in front of him, while shouting at the same time:
“Sun thief! Come at me!”

“Ow!”

The King of Biting Bones, who had been hit in the brain by the gold-burning projectile but didn’t do any more damage, turned back violently, and it stopped its pursuit of the small player, that eerie gaze fixed on the happy stick and dried up nostrils twitched.

Seems to be from the happy stick body smelled some kind of aura that makes it very disgusting, wailed and pounced over.

Stick immediately backward to dodge, in the high air to touch you poor and small reed name under the command of the guy to the next sunshine sprinkled light column area flew over.

But the latter’s speed was extremely fast!

In just a few seconds, it was close to the Happy Stick that was trying its best to fly, and seeing that it was going to be caught up, Stick turned back and tried to slow it down with a shot but it was no use at all.

At this critical moment, a spiritual energy fell right over Happy Stick, allowing his speed to increase by half in an instant, narrowly dodging the King of Biting Bones’ pounce.

Looking at the “Wilderness Acceleration” effect that suddenly appeared on his body, Brother Stick relied on his stance to flexibly pull, while looking outward as if his heart was in the right place.

As a result, he saw a wind vulture carrying a familiar figure skimming through the air, and that slender figure was wearing a hood, but the blood-colored strips of cloth on its eyes were so conspicuous.

“My great master, look at you now, what a mess, I’ve never seen a vampire who enjoys rolling around in the mud as much as you do, what a shame.

But fear not.

The connection of the blood bond prevents me from allowing you to step into battle alone.”

Melia’s voice rang out in the heart of Happy Stick as she said:
“Don’t be frightened by the remains of the King of Biting Bones, I can feel the heart of the wolfsbane vampire inside it has been destroyed, and now it is only struggling to move with the last bit of its Midnight Blessing.

You and your companions will need to continue to hold on until it loses the last bit of psychic support to rest again.

Of course, the searing heat of the sun’s rays can speed up the process.”

“Understood.”

Stick’s heart was more in the right place.

Of course part of that confidence was probably because his machismo wouldn’t allow him to show his cowardice in front of his “servant”.

At this moment, in the higher clouds of Plague Town, Phineas waved his Night Whistling Staff and used his Spiritual Blast to tear through the clouds again, letting the sunlight fall precisely on the ground in front of Happy Stick, and guiding the kite routes for him, before rushing to treat the injuries of Murphy, who was seated on the magic carpet beside him.

The vampire lord could be too miserable at this moment.

His entire body looked as if he had rolled through a sea of fire and daggers, not to mention that the excellent armor on his body was already torn and tattered, but that handsome face alone had been torn open by the sharp claws of the King of Biting Bones with ugly scars.

However, fortunately the vampire’s self-healing is in effect, and Murphy still has a self-healing god such as source blood in his hand, as he drinks a small can of source blood into his mouth, his body’s bad injuries can be quickly recovered.

Compared to the enhancement brought to the vampire when he first drank the source blood, this fast self-healing is not so amazing.

“You’re just a little bit short of accomplishing the feat of challenging the gold rank.”

Femis looked at Murphy, who was sitting in a cross-legged position to recover, and she whispered with flirtation:
“I should congratulate you, but I still have to ask, how does it feel to come back from the dead?”

“It’s not bad, it reminds me of a few months ago when I was still weak, it’s kind of like experiencing ‘remembering the bitter sweet’.”

Murphy replied very cooperatively, causing Missy to burst into laughter, but then the vampire lord patted the pile of “trophies” in his hand and said:
“But I didn’t come all this way for nothing. Here! Take this claw and have Tris make you a sword.”

He took one of the four jackal claw blades in his hand and tossed it to Missy, and put the remaining three back in his pouch.

Phimis looked at the undead claw blade in his hand that emanated the toxin of a giant serpent, coming from golden undead bone making it apparently an extremely rare crafting material on this continent.

What Murphy had gotten from the King of Biting Bones was not just a few claw blades that had been chopped off due to the weakness of the sun burst, but also the teeth of Biting Bones as well as one of the eyeballs of the King of Biting Bones.

These are the “consolation prizes” that the vampire lord got in the failed “golden challenge”.

“Alas, at my current level, I still want to face the gold class directly, this honorable but dangerous challenge is reserved for after I break through the silver.”

Murphy stood up and shrouded a new blood-colored cloak over his body to hide his miserable appearance, he glanced downwards and said to Phineas:
“Tris is on her way here, but there’s nothing left for Tris to do here, I’m going to take a walk with Tris through the forbidden area of the swamp while the swamp serpent is trapped here. I’ll leave this place to you, can you handle it?”

“Sure!”

Missy flapped her wings and hovered in the air, casually throwing out a psychic blast to rip through the clouds once more to let the sunlight into the town below, providing yet another vantage point for the players who were counter-flying kites into the fly-up.

She said in a long drawn out voice:

“The dangerous King of Biting Bones has been weakened by you to this point, if I can’t manage the rest, then I’m too weak to be the leader of the Midnight faction.

Don’t underestimate the strength of the members of the development team, Lord Murphy.”

“Well, you’re quite confident for a new employee.”

Murphy bristled as he waved goodbye to Phimis then spread his wings and glided down beyond the battlefield.

Colonel Fraser, who was directing the artillery fire from his position on the hill outside the town, soon saw scarlet streams of light falling from the sky, and His Excellency, the Governor of Transylvania, flapped his huge bloody wings and hung in front of them as he said:

“Cease the cannonade! Brave soldiers, your task in this battle is over.

I must congratulate you all for not only showing exceptional courage in the face of the legendary creatures, but for earning the respect of the Transylvanians.” “But that giant snake isn’t dead yet.”

Behind Fraser, Major Ron, who was no longer covering his bad bald haircut, said reasonably:
“That’s our prey for watching the Pathfinder Legion! We have resolved to send the head of the legendary giant snake to Misty City as a gift, and I firmly believe that King Louie’s birthday party this year will definitely be enhanced by this decapitation.”

“King Louis will be just as pleased when news of your victory over the King of Jackals and the Giant Serpent reaches back to the Golden Sparrow Palace.”

Murphy waved his hand and said:
“Slaying the serpent will certainly send you into legend, but leaving it behind may be of more use to the coming Black Plague, it has already lain down in the middle of the town and is no longer able to fight back, we will trap it until all the mysteries about it have been revealed, and then all the warriors who took part in the battle will decide its fate.

I promise that your King Louis will get a trophy that he can gleefully show off to his guests at his birthday party, but I need you to stop the shelling now!
This is not a request.”

Major Ron was clearly disgruntled, but Fraser realized that things didn’t seem simple.

The Colonel also had to reluctantly admit as he glanced back at the position behind him that not only was the artillery very tired from the intense shelling just now, but their field guns had reached their limits, their barrels filled with dangerous gold-burning residue that could easily blow up if they continued to shell without cleaning them.

So under Murphy’s watchful eye, Colonel Frazier and Ron discussed with Dunn for a few seconds before giving the order to stop the battle in a smooth manner.

Murphy nodded his head in satisfaction and turned around and sped off in the direction of the deep swamp, watching the red wings disappear from his view, Major Ron rudely spat to the side as he cursed:
“These vampires have such incomprehensible brainwiring, I can’t imagine what they’re going to do with that giant snake. Do they even want to tame such a legendary creature?
These guys are way too arrogant.”

“Maybe they have some ‘secret technique’?”

Major Dunn shrugged his shoulders and spoke persuasively:

“Our soldiers need rest too, and this turned out well, as our fight today allowed us to add another giant snake to our family crest, which is enough to be recorded in family lore passed down from generation to generation.

Hey, even though I knew when we set out that the family would be proud of us if we survived, I didn’t expect that the cause of bringing honor to the family would be accomplished so quickly.

I have to say, this land is really on magical.”
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“How did you get yourself into this mess?”

On the outskirts of the swampy forbidden zone, Murphy quickly waited for Tris who flew over from the Scarlet Fortress, and the latter’s huge blood wings like those of a dragon’s descendant mirrored Murphy’s like a fragile chick between the beats of his blood wings.

In the face of Tris’s worry, concern and reproach, Murphy did not explain too much, but only briefly talked about the matter of Plague Town.

At the end, he said:
“I feel that the oppressive force of the golden rank is not as great as I thought.”

“Then why don’t the two of us practice here? So that I can personally show you how big the gap is between your current power and a true Gold Rank!”

Tris, furious and fearful, clasped her arms and chided Murphy:

“The King of Biting Bones was originally resurrected by desecration, which prevents its remains from even half of its power, furthermore I can tell by listening to you that the King of Biting Bones’ skeleton doesn’t contain the soul that it was called back from the underworld, which is the same as if you’re only fighting its shell.

It’s equivalent to facing a senseless beast of death.

In this state, the King of Biting Bones is empty of Gold Rank power but its actual combat power has been pressed to the extreme, and I doubt that it has even lost its Legendary Characteristics and Transcendent Law powers.

Not to mention Kudel, Femis could probably defeat it after paying some price.

Murphy, I’m not trying to dampen your confidence, I’m just trying to tell you the truth.

Your stalemate and escape from death today was just an accident!
You can’t pin your survival on luck time and time again, and more importantly, I hope you won’t actively seek a fight with the Gold rank as you did today.

You should have a clear understanding of the limits of the enemies you can fight against right now, and not recklessly pursue a meaningless victory. I was scared to death by you just now, you know?”

“I understand, I made my baby worry.”

Murphy stepped forward and kissed Tris on her pouting, angry face as he whispered assurances:
“I promise this is the last time, and it turns out you’re right, the improvement in swordplay alone isn’t enough for me to deal with those dangerous presences.

I must focus myself on the study and use of summoning techniques now.

But now we have another thing to do.”

He pointed to the calm shadows deep in the swamp ahead and said:
“The student party explored here earlier and found something very ‘strange’, very strange even to me, and now that the giant snakes have been lured away, we might take this opportunity to explore a little deeper into it.

Also the jackal warlock that was supposed to be sitting in the plague town tore his flesh and escaped, no one knows where it went, but I have a feeling that guy should be around here somewhere!

It sought out the remains of the King of Bone Biters.

Perhaps in the process, Torn Flesh also discovered some secrets from before the Era.

Those secrets were so important that that cunning old thing preferred to abandon Plague Town and the remains of the King of Jackals to enter it and explore more.”

“Well, you have a point, this is indeed the perfect time to explore.”

Tris nodded.

She took out the Serenade Scepter to apply a gain state to herself and Murphy to make preparations for exploration, as the unknown of what she was going to face made Tris put her guard up to the highest level, and it took a full five minutes to apply the psychic gain state alone.

Murphy looked at the nearly 20 increase statuses on his character card, he clenched his fist to feel the power surging out of his body.

If I had known that I would have let my Tris wife apply so many statuses to myself before challenging the Golden Dead Bones just now, I would have definitely been able to defeat them!
Alas, a qualified leader should always check the BUFF situation before starting a BOSS, why did he forget about it?

Seeing Murphy’s remorseful face, Cuice seemed to have guessed what was on his mind, hummed and waved her Serenade Scepter to knock on Murphy’s head, before leading him all the way to the depths of the swamp.

The two of them soon reached under the mountain where the swamp giant serpent’s nest was located, as a result, Tris had just thrown out a wide-range detection psychic energy when Murphy heard a peculiar sound coming from the mountain.

Subsequently, in the subtle gaze of him and Tris, the wretched Jackal Warlock Torn Flesh limping on his metal staff carrying something, and panting, ran out from the hidden passageway of that mountain.

It was like this guy had been beaten up by something horrible, with several teeth knocked out of his mouth and a blind eye.

But judging from the strange joy overflowing on its aged face, it should have indeed found what it wanted in the Land of Creation, yet before that joy could be seriously savored, the escaped Torn Flesh raised its head and saw two vampires, a male and a female, blocking in front of it.

“It’s really better to come at a good time than a good time .”

Tris raised an eyebrow and threw a stasis spell to immobilize Torn Flesh in place as she said in a long drawn out voice:

“This jackal warlock is so happy, I think he must have encountered something to be happy about, why don’t you show us the goodies you have found, so that you can share your joy with both of us as well.”

“I have met greatness face to face, I have walked into greatness! You. You will never try to cut off this future that is guarded by me!”

The immobilized Torn Flesh yelled as it activated some function of the metal staff in its hand, and the next second it was engulfed by the sudden opening of a rift in the astral realm.

This turn of events made it too late for Tris to stop it.

She could only throw a locator spell on the flesh before it disappeared into the astral realm, but Murphy was quick enough to command the Necessary Evil to do a “tiger’s mouth” before the flesh disappeared.

Accompanied by the screams of torn meat, fierce magic sword will cut off its left paw, the broken hand along with the strange metal staff in the star world after the rift closes thumped at Murphy’s feet.

“It sent itself to the Dark Mountain Range, although the Star Realm interference prevented me from capturing its precise point of landing, it certainly didn’t go beyond the line of the Desolate Mountain, it’s not too late for us to catch up now!”

Tris twisted her head and shouted to Murphy, the vampire lord would then crouch down on the ground to hold the strangely shaped metal staff in his hands.

The moment he touched the thing, large pulsating text prompts filled the vampire lord’s vision, causing him to take a step back in dizziness to prop himself up with the staff again.

He said:

“No, go with it! Send a message to the Knights of the Blood League asking them to round up and capture the guy, but the really important stuff is already in our hands . This, Tris! This staff it’s the key the Creator left us!

A legacy that belongs to me.”

(End of chapter)