554.Chapter 552 551 Lord Scholar won’t let you guys off the hook!

Chapter 552 551.Lord Scholar won’t let you guys off da!

Because of the large group of reinforcements coming from the valley, today’s Rattlers were forced to split their battle at dusk into two, but this would not affect their destructive power because the Rattlers were simply too many in number!

They may have built a nest nearby, or dug their way here from somewhere else through their amazing “tunnel warfare” skills, but it’s safe to assume that these guys don’t have a high IQ.

There must be a manipulator behind them.

Under the cover of the thick fog of war, on the high wall at the entrance of the valley, those gloomy dusk believers also seem to have sensed that today’s situation is not quite right.

“Bang.”

The door to the only intact room at the top of the sentry tower was pushed open, and a panting jackal cultist stood in the doorway, calling out to the old human man in the room who was holding an ethereal purple crystal in his hand:

“Things are not good, Seeker! The ratlings attacking the Transylvanian vampires outside are crumbling! They clearly still have the numerical advantage, but their minds have been crushed, and several of the pit manipulators have even suffered psychic reversals turning them into drooling fools.

The rat pack out there may be collapsing soon, so hurry up and get an idea!”

“What idea do I have?”

The old human known as the “Seeker” stared expressionlessly at the purple crystal in his hand as he said in a somber tone:
“It was supposed to be a ‘battle test’, and it’s already pretty good to be able to do this to this extent. Lord Scholar has already collected the data that should be required for the optimization of the Ratman’s combat mode, especially the experience of fighting against vampires, which is a very important part.

We’ll need to further optimize and revise the ratmen’s combat mode after that…
These inferior creatures still have a long way to go before they can become true ‘weapons of war’, we are researchers, my dear apprentice, it’s not like we are warriors or commanders, our mission here is over.

Be prepared!

We are evacuating.”

“That’s it?”

The jackal cultist said with wide eyes:
“But we’re clearly about to crush the Blood Fear Clan’s defenses! When we set out, didn’t Lord Scholar say that we should prevent the possibility of the Transylvanians receiving support as much as possible? Lord Scholar said that according to the shared information of certain peers, the Blood Vulture Clan of Transylvania has been salted.

More than once, the Scholar Lord judged that the Murphy Lord of mysterious origins would surely become a big trouble for the Twilight Organization afterwards.

Will we be chastised if we just go back?”

“As I said, we are researchers of truth! Collecting biological data is our main duty, killing those stubborn pirates or winged vampires is an add-on at best.”

The old man known as “Seeker” waved his hand impatiently and scolded:

“Fighting is not our domain! The mission given to our faction by the Scholar Lord is not to destroy either, if you want to follow your low nature as a jackal and want to fight, then you can stay here and I can leave the rats for you to be buried with.

I have plenty of apprentices to pick from anyway.”

“No, no, no, wise Seeker, I obey your orders completely.”

The jackal immediately bent down and fawned:

“So, we leave through the pit? Do you need me to arrange for someone to blow it up? It would be troublesome if we are tracked.”

“Well, make your own arrangements, evacuate in ten minutes and don’t bother me!”

That old man waved his hand, then began to pack up the various notes and tools in the room.

This sentry tower had been transformed into a makeshift laboratory, in the corner you could still see a few dissected ratmen, their tiny brains had been completely taken out and immersed in alchemy solution, making this place look like the “crazy laboratory of a strange witch doctor”.

Undoubtedly, this gloomy guy in front of him was the originator of the “Blood Fear X Rat Disaster”.

Now, after realizing that the collapse of his ratmen had become a certainty, he prepared to retreat without hesitation, but before leaving, the old man touched out a strange crystal ball and activated it, allowing him to observe the battle outside the valley from a ratman’s viewpoint through this crystal ball.

He clearly saw those slanting shells smashing into the trench with a strange and ear-splitting sound, and also witnessed the horrific killing of flesh and blood caused by the explosion of white phosphorus shells, as well as the scene of the small aerial shells falling from the sky and smashing into the center of the trench.

He could even see a strange blue civet cat drawn on the small shell with poor brushwork, with a round head, no ears, with a golden bell and a strange style of reaching out.

Then a blinding flash of fire sprang up before his eyes, engulfing all sight that the crystal ball could connect with in just an instant.

This “explorer” in the sentry tower’s window side of the view, can see outside the valley of the fire rose even broke through the fog of war package, that flame burning so intense, must be some kind of new weapon, and which definitely added the burning gold!
Otherwise the explosion power could not be as strong as this.

“Hehehe.”

The gloomy old man let out an odd laugh as he put away the crystal ball and said:
“The Transylvanians are not bad, they actually found the weaknesses of the Ratmen in their first confrontation, but it doesn’t matter, they are just pathetic newborn servants in the middle of the twilight. They will grow, they will learn!

Anything that doesn’t kill them makes them stronger.

The Lord Scholar’s theory was right.

Creatures should be so superior to mold the truly powerful, well, without killing, without pain, where would evolution come from?
My poor Transylvanian warriors, you will never know the greatness of creation that Dusk wields.
But it doesn’t matter, dying in the confidence of ignorance is a blessing.”

“Splat.”

A fiery red crystal was thrown, and when it landed on the test bench it burst into flames quickly engulfing all traces of the surrounding area.

This was obviously not the first time they had done this kind of thing, the means of “destroying traces” was very skillful, not only this old man, but also his servants were quite organized, in just a few minutes all the things that shouldn’t be left behind were destroyed.

The fifty or so cultists escorted the “Seeker” into the crypt dug out by the ratmen under the fog of war, led by a number of people holding a very strange cane with green stones glowing in the darkness at the end of it, and any berserk ratmen that came near the cane would wail in fear and withdraw.

It was as if a huge group of rats had taken the initiative to make way for the group.

Noiselessly, they moved quickly through the crypts, to leave this valley, which no longer had any meaning, through the tunnels dug by the ratmen.

As for those ratmen
Ch, who cares?

Anyway, they were just the “by-products” of the third phase of the experiment, and even if they didn’t die here, they couldn’t possibly survive for more than ten days, and their genes had terrible flaws, and that was exactly the trouble that Lord Scholar was trying to solve.

This attack, and countless others in the past, were just a way to keep a great research going.

It’s just an experiment. Who cares about the fate of the test subjects?

“The data is important this time, we have measured the minimum time and minimum number of ratlings needed to want to wage war, as well as their hormone modification and growth rate when executing combat in unfamiliar areas.

It has been proven that the rat people can indeed mobilize the rats around them to act as their eyes, and after the first few combat experiments, this fighting instinct has been illuminated and inherited.”

In the darkness of the tunnels, the old Seeker spoke emotionally to his jackal apprentice:
“This means that the Lord Scholar’s experiments with his creations have once again been a success! Our pathetic intelligence is not a fraction of his, and he is such a generous chieftain that we will surely be rewarded for bringing back precious data.

Perhaps we will soon have a second creation laboratory of our own.”

“That is certain, Mentor-sama, a scholar of your caliber would shine anywhere.”

The jackal apprentice fawned:

“The damned Tower of the Ring doesn’t even see your talent, and breaking away from that corrupt and self-proclaimed orthodox organization was an absolutely right choice.”

“You simply don’t understand.”

At the apprentice’s mention of the Tower of the Ring, the gloomy old man was silent for a rare moment, and he waved his hand with a kind of fatigue that he didn’t want to talk to stupid people:

“You can’t understand the actions of the Tower of the Ring, even though I’ve committed myself to the greatness of the Twilight, I don’t think that the Tower of the Ring’s various moves in the continent are meaningless, that organization does have its own mission!
It’s just that your inferior intellect can’t comprehend it.

Accelerate!

I no longer want to continue wasting time in this barren place, there are still so many experiments waiting to be completed, and even though the Scholar Lord has promised me eternal life, time still cannot be wasted!
That would be a terrible sin.”

“Speed up!”

The foxy jackal apprentice instantly shouted towards the front of the group, and the entire group’s advance through the pit immediately accelerated, but immediately after they turned a corner, they heard a cacophony of noise coming from another pit.

Someone was roaring there!
This was definitely not a sound that the rats would make, the evolution of this group had not yet reached the point where a language could be born.

“I told you to go east! You fucking had to go west, you see! Got lost, didn’t you! Fuck!”

Che Che’s roar rang out from the chaotic pit, but the lack of translation from the arithmetic treasure pearl made the old man completely unintelligible in this otherworldly language.

But it didn’t matter much, a few seconds later, a group of Transylvanians with murderous auras wrapped around their bodies savagely killed through the obstruction of the ratmen, furiously and incomparably rushed into the large pit passage ahead, and thankfully died right in the path of the old man’s exit from the Explorer.

The bull, already red-eyed with murder, jerked back with his flail full of blood and flesh residue, and his vicious, ghost-like stance scared the few cultists in the group into taking an instinctive step back.

“Huh! Why is there a living person here?” Sanwu Dou beside Niu Niu cried out in surprise, but it was Brother Yuan, who was covered in wounds beside Orchid Blossom, who saw finely, grasping a shotgun and shouting:

“Look at their canes! That glowing thing disperses the rats! These guys. There’s something wrong with them! Who in their right mind would wear all black and go about in public! Maybe they’re the ones manipulating the rats!

Get them!”

“Kill the Transylvanians!”

At the same time, the Seeker gave his orders.

He was the first to launch an attack, his cane raised in his hand, three black rays smashed out and crashed into Brother Yuan, the poor munchkin didn’t even have a chance to raise his shield before he was killed by the corrosive rays that pierced through his heart.

Well.

This is a dead man, there is no way to settle this matter!

Can’t you see that red-eyed Orchid has already charged and crashed out to connect with a Shield Strike to kick the frontmost cultist over?

“Kill them!”

In the state of “Red of Rage”, Brother Meow roared, carrying the Warm Decapitator, he made a charge to the death, and with the red blood qi that almost congealed into a substance, crashed into the cultists who drew their weapons, and swung his battle axe round to make a smooth chopping cut, like chopping down a log to chop off the three cultists at the waist.

Blood danced wildly, internal organs flew about, this horrifying killing power startled the Seeker, but then he saw the legendary battle axe that was humming in Brother Woo Meow’s hand, and a touch of greed surfaced in his eyes at once.

His apprentice was loyal enough to summon the odd otherworldly creature to join the fight at the start of the battle, four twisted spiders wrapped in shadows swooped down on the small players, only to be struck by the Blood League Knights of the party roaring “Edict of Judgement”, sending the otherworldly creatures instantly back to their homeworlds.

The heavily armored Shield Knights then rushed out ahead of the players and fought with the Cultists, while the surrounding Ratmen took advantage of the chaos and attacked, causing the situation in the large pit to become chaotic in an instant.

It was a complete surprise!
But this is not a bad thing, has been paying attention to the movements of the small players Murphy gathered wings from the sky, precise landing in the pit above, already in the chaos of the rat people to kill a bloody path in his hands of hot fusion sword waved up the wolf’s kiss roundabout chopping to clean up the surrounding, and let the necessary evil into the cruise hunting, will be close to him all the evil spirits killed.

“Ms. Claire!”

Murphy shouted, tilting his head as he confirmed his underground location:

“Come over here! My warriors have captured the culprits, use your invincible gold power to punch through the surface, we can’t let these bastards get away.”

“I emphasize once ah, I can only fight with it for a few minutes!”

First Mate Claire was also a tough and reckless woman, upon realizing that the Ratmen’s attack was close to collapsing, she and her captain decisively launched a breakout with the remaining elite pirates.

Holding two knives and slashing handily all the way over, she stood beside Murphy and warned:
“It will waste a lot of power to punch through the surface.”

“Just do it if I tell you to, I have a way for you to recover.”

Murphy said in a cold voice, Claire looked at the fierce young governor, and then looked back at her own captain who was still hacking away with a belt knife and a bottle of wine in hand.

Pablo would be killing mad by now.

In his hand, he wielded his master-level night blade sword art to kill the rat people, and he also took the time to pour himself a mouthful of orange wine to continue killing as if he was replenishing his energy.

After seeing Claire’s inquiring eyes, Captain Bloody made a gesture.

Then the obedient first mate immediately shouted, stabbed the sword in her hand fiercely into the earth, and the “Transcendent Law – Silence” belonging to Lord Paying erupted on her body, like a heavy aerial bomb bomb blasted into the ground, and easily pierced through at least five meters of thick ground in the violent vibration, and plunged her and Murphy into the lower part of the ground.

The two of them were right at the back of this group of cultists, seeing that there were still a lot of people, Ms. Claire whistled an ear-piercing pirate whistle, backhandedly holding her sword forward and swung the power of Lord Paying out, the blood light filled the sky to form energy blades slashing around, after only three or four seconds, this group of cultists were more than half of them.

But Claire’s power was decreasing significantly.

“Although it’s undignified to say so, Miss Claire, you can’t use the power of the Exalted Lord at all, the Transcendent Law isn’t something you use like this Also, this staying power of yours is too pathetic.”

Murphy couldn’t help but spit out:

“No wonder even guys like Pablo can eat you up.”

“Shut up!”

First Officer Claire was poked and prodded, and she stomped her foot and cursed:
“Pathetic dryad, nasty bilge rat! Quickly use your secret technique to restore me, that old man in front of me is a senior silver, not easy to deal with.”

“Snap.”

Murphy’s left hand slapped on Claire’s First Mate’s shoulder tattooed with the Blood Fear insignia, and the Time Exile was unleashed, the coordinates of the individual belonging to her were easily altered in the river of time, bringing her back to her full-strength stance of five minutes ago.

This miracle-like power caused the delicate red-haired first mate to whistle like a female rogue again, as she grabbed her pirate belt sword with murderous vigor, and walked towards the terrified-looking old cultist man while saying:

“Wow, you’re quite a young man, is this some sort of time magic?”

“Sort of.”

Murphy was a bit tired.

But he still made the starting stance of the Midnight Slayer Sword Art and whispered:
“This effect only lasts for a few minutes, but there will be no decay in your golden power during those minutes, at the cost of completely emptying your energy slots and suffering several times the weakness after its effect ends.

I mean, be prepared to lay dead for days.

But until then, you are the ‘Scarlet Valkyrie’ chosen by Governor Murphy!
Ms. Claire, I only have one request.

That old bastard.
I want him alive, just leave his breath, and the rest is up to you!”

“Yay! I’m starting to like you, little Murphy, if Pablo dies, you’re definitely my first candidate for choosing a lover, little Andre is the second, of course, I won’t refuse if you two little handsome guys come together~”

The buxom First Mate Claire turned back and nibbled gently on Murphy’s handsome face, then disappeared in a flash.

Cultist position lit up with blood and light flying, a “thief of power” who did not have to stay his hand was like Lord Paying himself, killing the cultists and rats screaming, but also letting the small players raided with a rainbow of energy.

The explorer’s jackal apprentice had already run away, but it did not run far before being swarmed by a group of ratmen to gnaw and scream, the old man did not run.

He knew that he could only fight for his life in this situation.

In Murphy’s astonished gaze, the guy pulled out a strange thing from his waist and poofed it into his heart, injecting the liquid in it into his torso, and slumped to the ground with another howl of pain.

The guy’s torso was twisting.

It was like a “two-stage transformation” that transformed the human form into a more horrific creature in a matter of seconds.

The green eyes were filled with chaotic rage, while the gray mane covered with blood and flesh remnants stood up, and the long, thin, horrifying wolf’s muzzle was filled with sharp teeth, the invisible brutality even made the brainless rats squeak and scatter.

“Crap! Werewolves! I knew that with vampires there would definitely be werewolves! This is so classic.”

A squeal rang out from the playhouse, perfectly revealing the Seeker’s second transformation form, and Murphy saw the guy wailing and lunging at him, instantly activating his Thermal Sword in preparation for a thrilling Dance with Wolves.

However, before the werewolf could pounce, there was a plopping sound behind him, and Captain Bloody, who had fallen down the pit, looked at the broken bottle in his hand with regret, and then climbed up and drew his silver-gray revolver behind his back.

First he kissed the gun, then raised it to aim and pulled the trigger.

“Bang.”

A gunshot rang out.

The gray-maned werewolf who pounced on Murphy’s entire body was hit in the air as if by an invisible heavy fist, half of his body was torn apart and spun around and fell to the ground.

Without even struggling, the brutal power of the near-golden was just shattered by a single ramming blow.

Killed in seconds!

“That gun of yours…”

Murphy, who had lost his target, said as he stared back at the revolving shotgun that was glowing with smoke in Pablo’s hand:
“Miracle Maker?”

“Well, she’s my sultry mistress and a Blood Fear holy relic. Her name is ‘Dark Luck’ and only the luckiest man in the world deserves her favor.”

(End of chapter)