563.Chapter 561 560 From today when the virtuous wolf for ‘Huo whole quite

Chapter 561 560.Starting from today as a virtuous wolf-Added for ‘Huo整挺好’兄弟【230】)

The main body of the swamp exhibition hall is actually not very large, because this place in the “Golden Age” as an observation post and the core of the ecological zone, it is a total of three floors, and hidden third floor is still the king of the biting bone told Murphy’s clue.

However, although this place is small, but all the organs are complete.

Basically, Murphy can think of or not think of the function here have, for example, last time he and Tris “visit” the private bathroom found that there is actually massage function, and in the hidden third level of the biological laboratory has been restarted, originally can only go down to the first floor of the elevator also unlocked a new column, can continue down.

Three vampires and a jackal stood in the futuristic elevator, a strange combination that didn’t fit in with its surroundings, tilting their heads and watching the numbers above the elevator advance to “-1”.

With a soft ding, the elevator doors slid open silently, and a dark, glassy corridor appeared in front of them.

Murphy was the first to step out, and when he stepped on the first piece of glass, the lights around him clicked on, like an invisible hand pushing forward, lighting up the entire glass bridge so that this dark place deep below the earth’s crust also appeared to be illuminated by streams of light.

He looked around, into the eye is a huge silver gray machinery in operation, silent but full of a mechanical rhythm, especially those huge devices exposed, although huge but full of a strange sense of “precision”.

It was like drilling machines and excavators deep into the earth’s crust were extracting some kind of energy from the magma at the end of the lower part of the earth, or like mechanical giants resting with their feet in the magma.

“So this place is actually powered by geothermal heat? It’s true that everything that seems unscientific deconstructed to its depths will be related to energy.”

Murphy thought in his mind as he looked at the reddish pool of magma at the bottom:

“The elevator doesn’t have a ruler to determine how deep it is here, but I can see the magma in the mantle layer, and conservatively estimate that it is at least a dozen kilometers away from the surface, alas, every time I see this Creator Era stuff I feel like I’m born in a sci-fi world.

But as long as we leave from here, yet we still have to face all kinds of troubles caused by unscientific psychic energy.”

“The height of this place deep underground is already comparable to the Eternal Rift Valley and the Dark Territory, it’s really unimaginable.”

Tris followed behind Murphy.

She stroked the fully transparent glass bridge again to confirm the general location with her psychic sense, and said softly:
“According to the legends of the Shadow Elves, there is still an ‘inner world’ underneath our world, and the so-called Spectral Region is only a transit place to that geocentric world.

When I traveled through the cities of the Shadow Elves, I always heard them use exaggerated language to describe the relics and power of another era buried in that hidden world, but those arrogant Shadow Elves never dared to go too deep into that place, they were a bunch of cowards who lived a rotten life.

I guess the mythological stories they tell describe devices similar to those left behind by the Creator in front of us.

Obviously, the deity who created the world left more here than we can imagine, but He is using a very different means to interpret the mysteries of the world.

Perhaps spiritual energy is not the only answer.”

“Spiritual energy may even be the wrong answer, or at least that’s what the King of Biting Bones thinks, but the problem is that spiritual energy has been encroaching on this world for so long that we, and indeed the entire world, have been permanently altered.

It is clear that this world has not advanced in its evolution according to the Creator’s blueprint, and if that deity returns here in the future, presumably He will be disappointed.”

Murphy said with some emotion, and Tris just shook her head, out of her mind, looking at the gigantic machines that were deep into the magma, and wondering what the Scarlet Witch was thinking.

Hogg and Parano did not respond.

The former was shocked by the greatness of these giant divine machines that appeared before his eyes, as if they were holding up the earth, while the latter was busy recording what he saw and felt on this trip in his notebook.

Even for a Golden One like him, the marvelous experience of visiting the Land of Creation did not come every day, and he had to write down these things that did not exist in the mundane world so that when he bragged to the goddesses of his heart, he could have more material to please them.

This was a necessary cultivation for the perfect pure love knight!

At the end of the glass bridge was the restarted bio-lab, a secret room located in the rock, with a very simple and futuristic interior style like the visitor’s hall, and a lot of unexplained instruments encapsulated in a pure white casing.

In the center of the circular room there is a vertical main console where commands can be issued.

When the four people came in, the curator’s assistant beetle number two had already finished the preparation and debugging of the bio-pods, and there was an authentication device next to the blue capsule-like bio-pods, both of them had already completed the connection between the data, and were now waiting for the binding ceremony to begin.

“Take off your clothes and lie in!”

Murphy pointed at the standby bio-capsule, patted the hand-wringing Hogg’s shoulder, and said in a warm voice:

“Don’t be afraid, according to Frederick, this ceremony is absolutely safe, as long as you’re not a cunning halfling disguised as a jackal, you won’t be harmed. So, if you really are a halfling, Hogg, you should take off this marvelous holster now to thank us.”

“Ah, your joke isn’t as funny as it used to be, but it could be because I’m panicking right now and can’t savor the punchline.”

Hogg shivered.

It was like an ancient Roman soldier who had strayed into the 2077 era, everything it looked at felt dangerous, and if it hadn’t been led, it would probably have let out a scream by now.

At Murphy’s command, Chief Bloodclaw stripped off his leather armor and liner, and approached the bio-pod bare-bodied to kneel down again to finish a Jackal’s Prayer.

It had been insincere before, and this wouldn’t suddenly turn into a rabid believer.

The so-called prayer also replaced the subject of the prayer glorifying the Lord of the Hunt with the Creator, probably because even a guy like Hogg needed a little spiritual comfort at this fateful moment.

Murphy didn’t stop the process, he and Tris stood in front of the authentication device placing the Jackal’s civilization tablet on the delicate tray of this device, as the device was activated a stream of blue energy spewed out of the conduit lifting the tablet slowly spinning in the air.

The authentication device in front of him also activated a blue screen of light projected in front of Murphy’s eyes:
[Eden area database cannot be connected, activate local database backup, authentication is over, civilization slate is confirmed to be correct! Race number confirmed as Ds-04, code name ‘Jackal’, the race is currently spokesperson vacant, certification process ready.

Yes/No to begin certification?

“Swish.”

The blue bio-pod slid open its lid in a very technological sense at this moment, and Hogg took a deep breath, shaking his body to enter it.

It lay in the viscous, strange, transparent liquid, and took one last look at Murphy, the vampire lord made an “OK” gesture to it, and it was obvious that Hogg was really scared, but he gritted his teeth and didn’t say anything more, but just closed his eyes and clenched his fists, ready to meet his destiny.

As the hatch closed, the liquid that encased Hogg quickly filled the bio-pod, and the odd ingredient in it sent the jackal into a deep and very relaxing sleep in a matter of seconds, and Murphy touched his finger to the light screen to activate the authentication process.

Fortunately, the Creator left all the mechanical things are fully automatic operation, otherwise Murphy’s brain is “contaminated” by psychic energy really can not handle this kind of high-end operation.

But this is also normal.

The more advanced something is, the more it will eliminate the manual operation part so as not to affect the operation efficiency by human or vampire’s clumsy operation, data encapsulation and technology black box is really a good civilization.

A slowly advancing progress bar appeared on the light screen of the authentication device, representing that Hogg had made some kind of magical connection with the civilization tablet.

“Oops, I forgot to tell it just now.”

Murphy slapped his forehead and said to Tris, who was also curious:

“The Jackal’s Civilization Slate has a ‘Creation Evolution’ function, it can achieve a genetic enhancement that ignores the life rank for the spokesperson, back then, the King of Biting Bones was strengthened in order for it to become the strongest of the Jackal clan.

It was also unknown what Hogg would choose.
According to how it had been dissatisfied with its own body before, the odds were that this guy would choose to turn himself into a standard Jackal Warrior, right?

That said, this skinny little body of its really doesn’t have any rank in front of those powerful compatriots of its own.”

“But I don’t actually care about Hogg’s choice right now.”

Tris glanced over at the Paranoid Knight, who was clumsily trying to “interact” with an auto-responder at the other end of the lab, and spoke to Murphy in onomatopoeia:
“We also have a civilization tablet in our possession, albeit only a one-seventh fragment of a vampire civilization tablet, but if this apparatus can make Hogg a civilization advocate, does that mean that it can make you a vampire civilization advocate if we operate the same way?”

“No way.”

Murphy said, shaking his head:
“I knew when I came into contact with the Shard of Desire before that that thing didn’t have the full authority to grant me the status of Advocate, and we’d probably need to collect the seven shards and recast it to do that. And really, when it comes to vampire advocates, where’s my turn?

Wouldn’t Venerable Lord Paying or you be more qualified?”

“Instead, I think you’re more qualified.”

Tris reached out and placed her hand on Murphy’s wrist as she said quietly:

“I was bluffed by you before, saying something about subspace shadows granting you strange powers, but the King of Biting Bones had revealed a lot of information when he talked to you before, even though he didn’t say it explicitly. That arrogant jackal simply looked down on everything in this era, it arrogantly called me a ‘slave girl’, but do you know what’s the most frightening thing?

I actually don’t have much distaste or aversion for that title, because I know that Frederick comes from an ‘Age of Gods’ that I can’t imagine, but such a proud one has to reflect its humility as much as possible when facing you.

There is no doubt that you are the one chosen by the Creator, that you are His messenger, and that your status is so honorable that even an orthodox son of creation such as the King of Biting Bones has to address you as ‘sir’! I simply didn’t dare to think downward in detail along this topic.

I’m afraid that by the time I figure out the answer it will mean that you’ll have to leave me.

Murphy, you tell me .”

She leaned in close to Murphy and whispered in his ear:
“Who you really are! Are you from the Golden Age like the King of Bone Biters? An ancient specter wandering in a time that is not yours? Where is the real Murphy? What have you done with him?” “Don’t think too much, I am Murphy.”

The vampire lord’s mind was unruffled as he looked down into Tris’s questioning eyes, he even let go of his mind to Tris’s ability to hear with the energy of desire as he placed Tris’s hand over his heart and said in a warm voice:
“I am your Murphy, the Murphy of Transylvania, the Murphy of the Blood Vulture Clan, I am who I am! Don’t think twice about it, and the mission the Creator gave me can’t change who I am or my heart that is beating for you.

I’m not like that fool Philip, I know I have nothing to be proud of.”

Tris looked into the sincere eyes in front of her, she had the intention to retort but ultimately maintained her silence, she had the intention to listen but ultimately did not perform.

Rather than the answer itself, Tris kind of regretted asking the question earlier.

She regretted it the moment it came out of her mouth, realizing that she didn’t really want to get to the bottom of it, and that whoever Murphy was, he was now too deeply bound to herself and the Clan and Transylvania as a whole.

“Ding.”

A soft chime interrupted the mute conversation between the two.

Murphy turned around to see that the authentication process was over, which was super fast.

The bio-pod quietly scratched open, and Hogg lay there in the clear liquid as if he were asleep, his entire body’s fur wet and plastered to his body, making it look even uglier and thinner.

But what surprised Murphy was that Hogg’s physical size did not change, it was still the same appearance of disability without any majesty, which made him couldn’t help but be curious about what Hogg actually chose when he received the endorsement enhancement.
“Hey, wake up.”

Murphy reached out and patted Hogg’s cheek, waking the latter from his sleep, the Hogg that opened its eyes was still a bit dazed, it sucked in a few big breaths as if it had forgotten to breathe, which slowed down its violently beating heart.

It gasped violently, shaking its head and looking around to bring its consciousness back to its mind.

After a few seconds of silence it sat up from the bio-pod and looked to Murphy, holding up its hands and gesturing it said:
“I I saw the whole birth of the first Jackal I saw it! Those Golden Age people . This is where they were! It was here that my ancestors were created! Just like me! Lord Murphy, the first Jackal was skinny like me!
I’m not different. I’m normal!
It’s the tall fools who are the deviants.

Me!
I, Hogg, am the most proper Jackal!”

“Take it easy for a moment, I know you see something of the past.”

Murphy calmed Hogg as he asked:

“You just received the Advocate’s enhancement, you must have chosen one thing when the evolutionary process was activated, what did you choose?”

“Wisdom!”

Hogg rubbed his head as it said:

“I could choose between Strength, Wisdom, Energy Adaptation and Reproduction Reinforcement, I chose Wisdom without any hesitation, this is the advantage that distinguishes me from other Jackals, and I must fully utilize my advantage.

Ah, I’m beginning to understand those complex political ideas Professor Malcolm told me about.

And those psionic principles, voodoo tricks, fantastic!
That’s it!

My brain cheered as it proclaimed to me that ignorance had been purged and a new me had come to life.

That’s great!
Gradually I began to understand everything!
I hear the echoes, the stars are whispering to me, subspace is calling, the Lord of the Hunt wants me to be His priest, He promises me dominion over the whole world, He says “

“Don’t bother to listen! Fool!”

The quick-eyed Tris swung up and slapped Hogg on the side of the head, the psychic energy in the Archduke’s hand converged into a cloud of cold ice and paste Hogg’s face, the irritating icy cold caused Hogg to jump with a wail and fall to the ground in a lumbering manner again.

Murphy pulled it up and snapped two slaps on it.

These were no ordinary slaps.

The activated Omega antivirus program covered Murphy’s fingers, and the throbbing white shimmering light hit Hogg’s squeaky face as he covered his face and screamed.

It hurt, but it was extremely effective.

The bewitched Hogg instantly came to his senses from the call of subspace.

It had a moment of fear itself, knowing that if it had responded to that sudden call just now, it would have been possible for it to degenerate from the spokesperson of civilization to the son of an evil god on the spot.

He was still in the land of creation, and it was hard to imagine what kind of pathetic results he would encounter if he “transformed” here.

“Obviously, that yet-to-be-born evil god has noticed you, Lord Hogg.”

Knight Palanor stepped forward, half-kneeling on the ground to reach out and place his hand on Hogg’s shoulder as he said in a deep voice:
“He already knows that the second spokesperson of the Jackal civilization was born, He knows that you are a threat, and He will not let you go so easily.”

“After that there will be a steady stream of Jackal maniac assassins who will try to take your life in the name of the Lord of the Hunt.”

Murphy whispered a warning as well:

“After that you will have to live in daily vigilance until the mission you were given is complete, I know it’s exhausting and difficult, Hoggle, but you must be prepared.”

“There is no need for that, gentlemen, I am wise enough to understand the situation I am currently facing.”

Hogg shook his head:
“I cannot wait any longer, I must travel to the Dark Mountains at once to find the Plague Clan of Torn Flesh, and I must use that clan as a fulcrum to build my reputation in the Dark Mountains.

The Plague Clan is the most skillful of all the Jackal clans in the use of spells and they have always been outside the mainstream of the many Jackal clans, they are not taken seriously and their use of necromancy keeps them from being blessed by the Lord of the Hunt as well.

I must master them!”

“On that note, there is good news for you.”

Murphy said:
“My new friend, Lady Nefertari, the Moon Priestess from the Land of Origins, has made Torn Flesh into her undead minion, and I will be taking you to the Valley of the Shadows, where you can meet Torn Flesh.

It and the Crippled Claw Life Box in your hand can be your best chance to break into the Plague Clan.

Also, you’ll have to pick a group of ‘Kingslayer Warriors’, and I’ll open up information on all of them to you.”

“Before that, I have to finish another thing first.”

Hogg draped his robe over his body, it looked to Murphy, held out his hands, and said:

“Lord Murphy, please use the covenant spell of the Venerable Lord Paying to turn me into your eternal servant.
There is no need to worry about my resentment, this is voluntary, we must complete this ritual in order for you and I to gain the support of the entire vampire civilization, and only then can the civilization camp be convinced that I am controllable as a ‘Sage Wolf’!
We must dispel their doubts, otherwise this matter cannot be done by us alone.”

The suggestion silenced all three vampires, and after several seconds, Tris sighed:

“Wisdom has certainly blessed you once again, Hoggle, and I’m truly impressed with your performance.”

“And here I was thinking about how I was going to convince you to accept this harsh covenant spell.”

Paranor opened his traveling bag and took out from it the scarlet covenant spell that Venerable Lord Paying had asked him to bring here.

The thing was two teardrop-shaped bloodstones that looked like cheap artwork, but in reality the complex spectrum that this thing would form when light was refracted represented its extraordinary nature, but such a consumable item still had to be crafted into such a standard and perfect teardrop shape, so it was thought that Venerable Lord Paying’s incorrigible artist’s breath had played a decisive role in it.

The Rose Knight handed it to Hogg and Murphy and said:
“This is the ‘Spell of Eternal Life’ crafted by the Venerable Lord to mimic the power of a blood contract, and I must remind you that once you use it, you will be Murphy’s servant for the rest of your life.

The blood contract can still be dispelled with source blood, but this contract spell cannot be undone except by death!”

“Well, isn’t that even better? It’s just what I need, and if there’s no lock to begin with, I won’t have to bother looking for a key later.”

Hogg gave a subtle smile.

It crushed it without hesitation, letting the crumbs sink into his own flesh and blood, and as Murphy watched Hogg’s determination, he finally confirmed that the disembodied jackal in front of him was definitely capable of great things.

So Murphy with pleasure also crushed the bloodstone, letting the spell of immortality be imposed on the two.

Just like the formation of a blood contract, it bound his existence with Hogg’s.

“Then, I can finally call you master without any mental burden this will be the most honorable moment of my life.”

Hogg climbed to his feet and bowed and curtsied to Murphy, the moment it rose it said in a voice that only he and Murphy could hear:

“Hail to thee, messenger of the Creator. Hail to you, Lord Alpha.”

(End of chapter)