553.Chapter 551: 550 Undead Incinerator Changes Name to “Mouse Mouse” Today

Chapter 551: 550. Undead Burner is renamed “Rat Burner” today.

Captain Bloody is trapped in the valley has not been broken out actually is not a bad swing, he and his pirates vampires have summarized these strange rats to attack the law and use this to make targeted preparations, but also because of the entire valley of the fog of war layer accumulation caused by the lack of sunshine, so that the group of vampire pirates fighting strength has not been weakened because of the passage of time.

They looked like they were getting their asses kicked, but because of their general cunning and unfulfilled greed, their attrition wasn’t actually much.

As another dusk was approaching, the sloths jumped ahead into the reinforced trench, where Murphy noticed they were dropping a strange holy emblem at intervals that was definitely not a good thing!

For it reeked of quite filth, and a disgusting fishy odor could be smelled when one got close enough.

Murphy didn’t know where the pirates got this kind of dirty emblem, but their tactic of “fighting fire with fire” was undoubtedly very useful, with these emblems buried in the trench, the large number of rats that were traveling underground seemed to be struck by the strange scent, so they couldn’t get close to the place, and naturally couldn’t take the vicious drilling attack.

They could only rush out of the ground a few hundred meters away from the trench position, and then they charged forward in a piggyback stance without any rules, and then it was like a noisy black tide crashing into an unbreakable reef woven by gunfire.

The vampire pirates screamed and cursed the obscenities of the sea, what dryads and bilge rats, and some drunkenly cursed that they wanted to have some intimate relationship with the immediate female relatives of these rats, because their profanity descriptions were so vivid that Murphy had to feel that these pirates had really heavy tastes.

They were good shots, though.

Not to brag, every bullet shot by these guys could take away the small life of a ratman, and their accuracy was already directly comparable to that of the midnight hunters of the Blood Vulture Clan, and they also set up several small-caliber naval cannons high up, and every time they opened fire, they were able to pull out disgusting bloody sludge in the ratman’s charging position.

This deadly precision came from the bonus of the Blood Fear Clan’s Sin Descendant blood, after all, since the ancient times, the Blood Fear Clan had been famous on the continent for abounding in the deadliest hunters under midnight, they and the Thorn Clan happened to be the extremes of one close to the other and the two clans were very much at odds with each other from the very beginning of their births.

At this time many days of entanglement let these vampire pirates have accumulated too much experience against the rats, whenever the charging rats broke through the death net woven by gunfire and shells to get close, there would be old sea dogs shouting the horn to throw out the explosive barrels, which would then be detonated by Blood Fear sharpshooters shooting from a safe distance.

Huge flames rose up, often killing as many of the rats in an area as possible, and also sending flames in all directions, inflicting the constant agony of burning on these beasts with their excessive body hair.

They also seemed to shy away from sound, so each explosion of a powder keg would startle back the charging ratmen, and their screaming rout always caused the vampire pirates in their positions to rip their throats out in a rattling fit of laughter.

The morale of these old sea dogs seemed to depend entirely on the reaction of the enemy.

The more vulnerable the enemy was, the higher their morale was, truly a legendary group of guys who could only fight a windy battle.

“Those holy emblems…”

Murphy wanted to join the battle, but he soon realized that the Blood Fear Clan’s position was very solid, those cunning old sea dogs were not bad at fighting on land, they were vampires naturally with a lot of stamina, they could so attack and defend each other and these rats until midnight.

So the vampire lord stood on the high ground of the pirate fortress, while observing the battlefield below, while turning back to Baburo who was sitting steadily and asked:
“You guys wouldn’t have believed in some strange evil god religion during your exile in the Sea of Mists, right? Why would you carry so many evil god emblems with you? If you guys really have turned into cultists, I’ll have to ask His Holiness Pa Ying to perform a humane destruction on you.”

“You wouldn’t dare to talk nonsense, Lord Murphy, we are pathetic ‘faith insulator’ vampires, how could any evil god be willing to accept us?

What you see is the wave fish people’s Dagon holy emblem, every time after a big battle with those fools will always find a lot of this kind of thing, even a rookie pirate knows that the fish people’s god is a real evil god, unless in the great sea really desperate, or else no one will kneel to it.”

Pablo didn’t bother to answer that question.

Normally whatever, but now on the battlefield, he had to maintain the cold majesty of a bloody captain, so this question was answered by First Mate Claire.

Clare, who was leaning on the pirate sword at his waist, explained in a low voice to the two guests who were not part of the rules of the sea:
“We used to destroy these holy emblems, but we soon realized that these evil god emblems actually have their own uses. The fish people’s evil god, Dagon, is a greedy and cranky man, he is stupid and regards the place where his holy emblems are located as his own territory on earth, and does not allow any other beings outside of the fish people to appear in his territory.

In this case, pouring some fish blood on the emblem and throwing it out will activate the ‘Evil God’s force field’, and those rats are afraid of the Evil God’s aura and dare not travel under the execution ground, so they can only use this head-on confrontation to try to drown us.

But the ratmen are also very stupid, even more stupid than the fishmen!

Wave fish people at least know to run if you can’t beat them, but these big rats will only charge brainlessly, except for the number of these rats are nothing, kill so many days also not see a few black iron individuals. With the attack of these stupid rats, if they want to defeat us, it will take at least seven more days.
But even in the most desperate of times, we still have the crooked path of transforming into the ‘Descendants of Dagon’ to take, it’s just that we have to pay a lot of price.”

“You guys really do have a ghost of a plan.”

Andrei whispered next to him:
“Land people don’t carry this kind of filth around with them, all I can say is you guys have big hearts.”

“Heh, instead of worrying about our souls, I think you should worry about yours.”

Pablo, who was carrying a bottle of wine, suddenly spoke up:

“The number of rats people rushing the formation today is not right!

They didn’t even storm the flanks of the position, which must have split off to attack the position beyond the valley. I’m not very clear about the fighting strength of the Transylvanians, but the first encounter of ordinary people with rat people would definitely be a massacre.

Their tricks are uninspired but simple and brutal, and if you don’t get it right, you’ll all be wiped out today.

But don’t worry, you can charge into the valley if necessary, and the majestic pirate lords will gladly accept you into our position, as long as you come up with generous enough money to buy your lives.”

Murphy ignored Captain Bloody’s snide comment, he knew from the Core Jewel peering into the cacophonous chaos in the team frame on the small player’s side that they were indeed under attack, but the vampire wasn’t about to interfere.

If the Transylvanians were going to enter the Dark Mountains for large-scale combat in the future, then the warriors under his command would have to adapt to this kind of assaulted warfare, and with the fragile fighting ability these ratlings were showing at this point, they weren’t going to be crushed in a single brainstorm as long as the players held their ground.

These ratmen didn’t even deserve to give jackal warlocks a shoe in terms of destructive power.

As for numerical superiority
Laughing.

The little players had just crushed the skeleton army of the Foul Swamp, a sea of undead that could not fear, and before the numbers of these screaming, pain-inducing rats overwhelmed the player positions, their so-called threat wasn’t much of a problem.

The Lord Governor proved to know his little players very well indeed, and after the initial confusion, the players quickly began a vicious counterattack.

Players who hadn’t crashed into the underground tunnels had retreated around the tunnels and started to reorganize their positions as Stick roared, while those who had already crashed down and gotten caught up in the rats immediately let go of their guts and killed each other after getting help from the healers.

Although there were also some guys like Che Che who had committed milophobia and were trembling in fear, the heartfelt disgust that most people felt when they saw the rats filled their hearts with destructive desire at this time.

“Get out of the way!”

Ox swung his vicious Jackal Shackle, and with a single Shun Chop, the rats around him were routed out, and those who were hit by the three-pointed Hammerhead were killed instantly. The professional characteristics of the Catacomb Sword Guards allowed Ox to call upon the spirits of the rats to help in the battle, but he soon realized that there was something wrong with the souls of these rats.

He had to kill ten rats before he could summon a spirit, as if these rats didn’t have fully developed souls.

But now was not the time to think about that!
“Close in on my position!”

The powerful Shield T Bull activated the Bloodlust and Life Draw on his weapon, and wrapped in Bloodlight, he stood firmly in a pit that hadn’t collapsed by relying on his unparalleled defense and attack regeneration, killing as he threw Group-Midnight’s Grip to bring the rats and mice that used to be around him under control, and then swept across the area to kill the enemy with a chainmail.

The rats were about 5’3″, allowing Bull to hit them in the head with just a flat swing of his flail, and once he did, the rats were dead for sure.

It was as easy and enjoyable as lumberjacking.

He took the high ground and roared in all directions to get the trapped players and NPCs to close in on him, and Stick, who was in charge of the artillery position above the pit, reversed his position just in time to use the small barrel’s parrying rail to send fragmentation grenades into the pit to create a cloud of explosions, while Lady Water held back her general discomfort and brought a healer around the edges of the pit to keep brushing blood off of the unlucky ones.

The ones who had the most fun were the shooters.
Because of the collapsed tunnel, they only needed to stand on the ground and shoot downwards to form a high ground advantage, it was as easy and enjoyable as a unique turkey hunting contest.

Brother Meow’s handheld Warmachine Decapitator is a one-man army, standing alone in the center of the broken slope where the rats and mice have rushed out of the ground, with Berserker’s Blessing activated to make him truly berserk, and summoning Warmachines to help in the harvesting of axe after axe.

He was so berserk that his eyes were bursting with blood, and after three consecutive whirlwind slashes, he threw out a handful of seeds to create a Bloodwood Tree Man to help out, the vines swaying and turning the surrounding area into the preferred terrain of the Natural Lands in the process.

The Red Knight of War’s horrifying “war for war” mode had already been formed, even though Brother Meow Meow was only a reserve Red Knight at this time, he did let his career plan show its supreme power at this moment.

“Old Rod! Use incendiary bombs and white phosphorus bombs, this is not the time to talk about humanity! The rats are growing, drive them back!”

But he did not lose his head, and while he was slaughtering the rats, he shouted to the artillerymen on the heights: “Shoot into the pits! We can’t let them rush out again! Burn them!”

“Blanch, there are still NPCs inside, pick them up first! I should have known not to let the Blood Alliance Knights come to their aid, right now these high-level NPCs have actually become ‘good helpers’ for the Ratmen!”

Rod would be in a hurry this time as well.

Behind him, the “Barrel Boys” had already calibrated their firing elements, and the incendiary bombs and white phosphorus bombs had already been taken out, but no one dared to use them, as there was no such thing as “Friendly Damage Immunity”, and once they were used, they would kill both the enemy and us.

Once used, it will kill both the enemy and us. If you use this kind of thing to attack a friendly party, you will be court-martialed if you make a mistake.

“Niu Niu, can you rush out?”

The student party in the air formed a “bombing formation”, a round of explosive bombs and incendiary bottles smashed down to make the pit splash with fire, the leader of the Badger also noticed the hesitation of the artillery position, he looked down while asking:
“If you guys don’t come out, Stick won’t be able to use the incendiary bombs and pull out on his own?”

“My wings are clawed off, as are the others, the Blood League Knights can’t fly at all, and these tin cans of battle armor are too heavy.”

Bull said in an unenthusiastic manner:
“We can only hold here and let Stick throw incendiary bombs! I’m sure I can hold my own!”

“That. We can actually follow the pit dug out by the rats and kill them in the valley!”

Che Che, who would be shivering like a frightened girl, said in a trembling voice:

“Two more Power T’s will come down to be the front of the charge, we’ll take the NPC’s and kill them inside, far enough away from here for you guys to use incendiary bombs! Promise me, don’t hold back! Burn all these damn rats and mice!

Fuck!
I hate rats!”

“Odds are you’ll die in a rat siege, but that’s something.”

Master Qin immediately took over the communication.

As he moved his arms and legs to draw the finely crafted trench gun behind his back and shoved the specially made Dragon Breath rounds into the chamber, he instructed:

“Sharp Knife Platoon get ready! Jump down with me to cover the brothers’ assault into the trench, no spawn stuff stays here, and everyone changes to trench guns and Dragon Breath rounds! I need two more Power T’s here to open up the road!”

“I’ll do it!”

Sanwu Dou stepped forward at the first opportunity.

He held the most powerful defense weapons among the players, and he also knew that many people were not too convinced about him holding these two weapons, therefore, it was time for him to take on the most dangerous duty to give his identity as the “No. 1 Shield T” a proper name.

After the activation of Avalon’s Divine Art of Earthly Heaven, Sanwu Dou was sure that he could lead his brothers in the pit to kill in the valley.

But he still needed a helper.

“Count me in.”

Orchid wiped the blood from her face, and this woman with a heavy frost all over her body, like a “slow aura”, moved her body with a thousand-year wooden sword and shield, she was a rare lady who wasn’t afraid of rats.

After all, in the course of roaming the world, what things have not seen ah? If you were afraid of rats, you wouldn’t be a good traveler, and by the way, rats are a good food in some areas.
“Let’s go then!”

Seeing that the people were already in place, Master Qin did not delay any longer, and was the first to take the lead in rushing towards the pit that had already been occupied by the black rats in front of him.

There are too many of them, as if to cover the pit with a layer of uncomfortable “movable skin”, just this picture is enough to make people fall San, but for veterans, can be broken by bullets are not worth fearing.

“Boom.”

The fine trench gun bought from the Goldfinch Vanguard Battalion fired forward, the dragon’s breath bullet made with white phosphorus powder was incredibly effective, like a blinding flame flying out of the muzzle, easily piercing the two ratmen in front of them while setting fire to the hides of the ratmen in a straight line.

This thing didn’t even need careful aiming, aiming the gun in the direction of the enemy would result in an effective kill.

It wasn’t for nothing that it was called the “Trench Cleaner”.

The sharp knife platoon led by Master Qin was carrying this thing, and under the leadership of the two shield T’s, it was like a real sharp knife piercing into the rat’s position, and it was invincible.

“Woo meow! You come too! We need an awesome broken latter.”

Below, Bull had also gathered up a group of people who had fallen into the pit and were still alive; some of the Blood League Shield Knights were too far away to be saved when they fell, and in this case they couldn’t afford to obsess about “getting through the pit unharmed”.

The flying vampires can only remind them to try to hide at the edge of the pit, and then pray for Goddess of Luck to be gracious today.

After Master Qin, Shield Hand, and Brother Meow Meow jumped down and gathered together, the 150-strong “Pit Assault Team” began to follow the rear of the rat tunnels to charge in reverse, and they killed all the way into the darkness of the tunnels, with Brother Meow Meow’s trademark “Avalon to the Greatest” roaring battle cry. They pushed their way into the darkness of the tunnels, with the signature “Avalon’s Greatest” roar from Brother Meow Meow, all the way to the valley.

Both ends were surrounded by screaming rats, but the shieldmen at the front and Woo Meow’s hand-to-hand combat at the rear, combined with the power of the trench guns and dragon’s breath shells, allowed them to charge unimpeded.

The thirty or so Blood Alliance Shield Knights in the group were stunned.

Although it was the first time they had seen the ratmen and the first time they had fought with the Transylvanians, the wild image of falling into a rat hell and having to charge at the heart of the enemy right now had really taught these arrogant descendants a good lesson.

Na!
This is the way we Transylvanians fight, ah!

“Safe distance reached! Rod, you may fire!”

Che Che’s shout echoed through the team frame, and Happy Stick, who had finally let go of his heart, drew his command sword and swung it forward with a vicious swing.

The “barrel boys” who had been waiting impatiently for a long time screamed and stuffed the most dangerous white phosphorus shells into the barrels, and with a whooshing sound, those shells with red-painted tops were thrown diagonally into the pit where the rats were getting more and more crowded.

The Blood League Shield Knights, who had been directed to defend the artillery position next to them, had been a bit dismayed.

They would also use engineering heavy artillery to fight, but the strange curved cannons that these Transylvanians were carrying had no deterrent power to speak of, which greatly deepened their impression of the Transylvanians’ “lack of firepower” in their hearts.

However, when the first round of white phosphorus shells smashed into the pit and began to release “fireworks”, the rat people in the pit, who seemed to be fearless, suddenly let out a scream of terror.

Thousands of rats and mice screamed at the same time, a horrifying scene, like the wail of hell, but even more horrifying is that the white phosphorus shells flying light points attached to the rats, they were horrified to find that the light sticking to their own body burning, burned through the flesh and blood but also continue to burn in the bones.

This spectacle of witnessing their own conscious death in agony was too frightening!

Even ignorant rats would be afraid of such an inhumane weapon, but before they could recover from their terror, a second round of white phosphorus shells hit the pit, this time screaming even more insanely than before, and even shaking the rats’ “will to fight”.

“Ha, they’re scared.”

Happy Stick laughed and cursed:
“Of course these dogs should be afraid! Get on the incendiary bombs! Send them all back to hell! I wish them luck in meeting a bunch of eternally hungry cats there .”

“Wait a minute! I’ve got another small aerial bomb here!”

High in the air, Little Vikrama shouted from the team frame:
“I purposely saved one from the last bombardment and was going to keep it as a souvenir, but now I’ve decided to give it to these bastard rats who scared the hell out of me and Mrs. Water. Now! Everyone retreat to a safe distance!

Sister I’m about to dive and drop a bomb, accidental injury or not ow.”

(End of chapter)