571. Chapter 569: 568 Hogg’s Warriors Bite the Bone Descendant Legendary Appointment

Chapter 569.568.Warriors of Hogg – Bite the Bone Descent Legend Quest Chain Tantrum Debut! -[Plus 1030]

(For brother “Hogg is fine” [10/20])
Hogg had thought that convincing Nefertari would be difficult.

But it turns out that His Excellency the Sage Wolf doesn’t understand the thinking of a psychopath at all, and when he heard that Hogg had invited her to become the guardian of the faith of the future Jackal civilization, the mummy lady, who was trying to think of a way to get rid of the stagnant water in her head, almost didn’t even think about it before agreeing to do so.

The dryness of her gesture left His Excellency the Sage Wolf dumbfounded.

”No big sister, don’t you need to discuss such an important matter with the Death Moon Order behind you? If you decide on it so easily by yourself, what if something goes wrong in the future?

The ten years of war triggered by the mutiny of the Avalon Church in the Golden Sparrow Kingdom had already given Hogg the Jackal a vivid rendition of the power of religious war, and now seeing that the Mummy Mother was so unreliable, it also muttered to itself.

In the end, it was the torn meat that had been following beside Nefertari during this period of time and suffering that answered this doubt for it.

“Although the Church of the Death Moon does not seek to substantially expand its beliefs, the people of Sanghai have always been quite dissatisfied with the outside world’s erroneous ‘death perceptions’, and as they are the gatekeepers of the Underworld, and boast of being orthodox, they want to utilize this aspect of their majesty to spread their influence as well.

For example, when the Songhai people very famously send their envoys around the world every two hundred years, each time they are followed by the Sun Priests and Moon Priests, and the rivalry and collaboration between those two sects is an eternal theme that has been passed down for thousands of years in the Songhai Empire.”

Torn Flesh followed beside Hogg as it whispered:
“During this period of time, I have read the canon that Lady Nefertari carried with her, and I realized that the two beliefs of the Sanghai people are not only complementary to each other, but there are also disputes among them.

The belief in the Splendid Sun has always been the proper faith of the Pharaohs and the Pharaoh’s family, and the people of Songhai believe that the wise Pharaohs rule over the Eternal Kingdom like the sun in the sky, while the followers of the Death Moon are mostly of the commoner class, and the priests preach to the commoners about the beauty of the afterlife and the lore of the transmigration to suppress some of the conflicts that have been going on in that country.

Can you understand that?
Hogg, both faiths are tools of the Pharaohs.

But that doesn’t mean there isn’t any conflict between them, it’s just that the two faiths have been passed down for millennia in the Songhai Empire making it impossible to separate them.

In this case, spreading influence to the outside becomes a way for the two religions to reflect their majesty, and at present, listening to Ms. Nefertari’s words, the spread of the Brilliant Sun in the continent is much smoother than the Death Moon, after all, the Sun faith is closer to the light, and few people will actively embrace the dangerous darkness like death.

The Sanghai people pride themselves on being the Creator’s most favored children, they simply look down on those beings on the continent who worship false gods, and only the ancient kingdom of Calum in the east can make these blue-skinned monkeys look up to them.

This kind of arrogant attitude wants to evangelize at all, yet now, you, the Sage Wolf, have promised the Death Moon Sect a faith belonging to the Jackals’ forces, and the side of the Moon Sacred City can’t be too happy.

Of course, it’ll be hard to get them to actively teach death studies, those guys take orthodox studies very seriously, so don’t expect them to help you train Moon Priests.”

“Hmm, that makes sense.”

Hogg nodded and said:

“But I’ve always wondered where you Plague Clans learned the art of manipulating death in the first place. That’s not an area we Jackals specialize in. Rumor has it that the Plague Clan’s power inheritance all came from some strange encounter when you were young?”

“Heh, where else?”

Faced with this question, Skeleton Torn Flesh, who had become a Moon Ghoul, said in a grim tone:

“Of course it’s Dusk.

I was too young at the time and was so focused on building my career that I was not alert to the power those bastards imparted to me, and it wasn’t until I spread this stolen knowledge and formed the Plague Clan that I realized that I was just another ‘Black Glove’ of their choosing.

This is how they corrupted the jackal clans, and many of the chiefs in the mossy valleys are privately and ambiguously connected to Dusk.

Hogg, since I’m now your adjutant, I’m not afraid to tell you, in fact, there’s always been a push from the Dusk behind this Black Plague, and according to the laws of the normal psychic energy tides in the Dark Mountain Range, this Black Plague was supposed to occur after more than a decade.

This is a war that belongs to the advancement of the war, the purpose of which is to catch the civilization camp off guard.

Dusk promised victory to the chiefs, the exact ways and means of which my level was not yet able to access, but I was certain that the civilization camp would definitely have to face more than just a mere army of jackals this time.

Or even the fall of the Lord of the Hunt.
Do you understand?

The shadow of Twilight is also present in the rise of the King of Bitten Bones, hell knows if this birth of an evil god is something they’ve been instigating behind the scenes?”

“Ow, that sounds bad, but it’s not really a bad thing, is it?”

Hogg said immediately, rolling his eyes:

“If it’s not an existential concern triggered by a change in the environment, it means that the several major clans can’t actually mobilize all of the Jackal clans to join in this black plague, and I’m very familiar with our people, and short of being on the verge of starvation, it’s very difficult for them to burst out with the wild strength and endless courage that they would truly need to fight for survival.

Lord Frederick has taught me that it was with the help of the dramatic environmental changes unique to the Dark Mountains that it was able to shape the Black Plague so terribly in the first place, and the fact that there is no reliable leader amongst the clans that can be trusted to say one thing or the other means that they are likely to squabble and even rift over anything of interest to them.

After all, when the Black Plague wasn’t happening, our fellow countrymen spent their time fighting themselves and themselves, and there’s no shortage of hatred and old grudges between the various clans, hmmm perhaps we should capitalize on that?
Internal divisions, perhaps I need another catch besides the Plague Clan?”

“Hogg! Come with your adjutant, my warriors are in position.”

Murphy’s shout came from the front, causing Hogg to instantly answer and run over with Torn Meat in his ass, but when he saw Murphy, Hogg hadn’t even spoken yet Torn Meat spoke first.

This undead jackal stared at Murphy as it said in a hoarse and conspiratorial tone:

“Ah, let me, a poor old ghost, salute the future ‘King of the Jackals’! It must feel great to have lapdogs like Hogg and I at your service, right?”

“If I’d known you were such a good talker, I shouldn’t have cut off just one of your hands back then! Chopping off your tongue might have given me another psionic trinket to sneer at my enemies with a name I’ve thought of.

It’ll be called ‘The Second Tongue That Tears Flesh’.”

Murphy grunted and took a jar out of his traveling bag and tossed it to Torn Flesh.

The latter opened it and realized that it was its own palm that had been chopped off by Necessary Evil that day, and it didn’t hesitate to take out the severed palm and attach it to its bare wrist, and with the extension of the death spirit energy then it made it whole again after death.

“You’re Hogg’s lieutenant now, barely one of our own.”

Murphy stared at Torn Flesh, he couldn’t really talk about any ill feelings towards this old jackal who dared to steal from the Land of Creation, it was indeed a very courageous and vicious fellow, he then said in a business-like manner:
“Your sin of destroying the land of creation I helped you to hide it, you stupid bastard, once the Sanghai people know that you are destroying the sacred land of creation, this soul of yours is estimated to be thrown into the bone fire and calcined for a hundred years by that group of fervent believers of the Creator in order to clear your sins.

I don’t ask for your gratitude either, but I advise you to be honest and not to blame us for your failures due to your stupidity.

I ask you, will you teach the knowledge of the hunting priests to my warriors?”

“Huh?”

The question made Torn Flesh freeze in place.

The bone fire in its eyes danced violently, and only after several seconds did it say hesitantly:

“It can be, and I myself was once a high-ranking hunting priest, but didn’t you know that the Lord of Hunting was about to fall? Why would you still push your own warriors into the fire?”

“Faith is faith and power is power, there is no conflict between the two, what’s more, the Berserkers and Voodoo that you specialize in are not divine arts, those are just unique techniques that extend from the beliefs of the Lord of the Hunt.

My warriors only learn these techniques and do not offer their faith to the Lord of the Hunt, isn’t that fine?”

Murphy spread his hands and said:

“You see, I am a pragmatist, and I will still give the Church of Avalon the right to preach in my lands when the old religion is vilified as a source of unrest. Just as when the fallen Lord of the Hunt is decimated, the doctrines that belong to it are made pure again.

The raging auxiliary powers of the Hunting Priests are very powerful when used in war, and there are strange totem spells that are worth studying as well, and since they are valuable, they must be used wisely, and I have never said that you are not allowed to preach the teachings of the hunt in the time of the Sage Wolves.

As long as you don’t create another evil god, it’s up to you.

Of course, you would do well to change the teachings of the Lord of the Hunt, it will keep you from being stoned by my people when you walk in Transylvania.

Come, Lord Sagewolf, your Godslayer warriors are in position.”

Hogg nodded vigorously and with an honor to do great things followed Murphy into the temple of Avalon in the dark valley before him.

This building was very crude compared to the Avalon Sanctuary in Scarlet Fortress, but it represented the only place of faith in the Valley of the Shadow, and it was a sacred place for the local half-elves. It was just the right place to discuss the righteous cause of crusading against the evil gods.

When Hogg walked into the temple, it wasn’t just the many humongous first-class player warriors who had already been called in, but also the current head of the Church of Avalon, Natalie, with Father Eugene and Sister Marianne, as well as Iron Fist Turner and Knight Livin.

Murphy represented the Blood Wyvern Clan, while Earl Andre of White Mountain represented the Thorn Clan, First Mate Claire represented the Blood Fear Clan, and Knight Paranor represented the Blood Alliance Clan.

Their presence here meant that Hogg would receive the full assistance of these four vampire clans and the Church of Avalon in his upcoming Godslayer quest chain.

You don’t say, although Transylvania was still in a state of disarray right now, but with so many people standing here, the momentum of “strong soldiers and horses” immediately rose.

The warriors who were summoned here were not only the most powerful group of “professionals” among Transylvanian players, that is, the 40 people who challenged Murphy during the Holy Blood Festival, but also all the players who had released their Black Iron Potential Bars to more than 35%.

Murphy called them “senior black iron”.

These guys are the ones who have the most hope to be promoted to silver in the Black Plague, and their number is about 200, they represent the highest force in the player group, and it’s rare that they know how to work together, and the destructive power of a team battle will be infinitely amplified.

These were mortal braves who dared to draw their swords on an astral demigod like Mannis the Endless, not to mention the power, just the aspect of courage was enough for Hogg to feel at ease.

These players would have been summoned over to Ben to discuss this thing that seemed to be a great deal, especially with the current situation where all the dignified NPCs had stepped forward, this random quest seemed really great.

However, when they saw that the Blood Claw Chief Hogg was actually standing in the main seat in front of them in a dignified manner, and Lord Murphy was standing next to him with a smile on his face, some of the players who had the heart to do so immediately felt that the situation seemed to be a bit subtle.

Blanch!
This was definitely a really big deal.

Hogg brewed his feelings for a moment, it glanced at Murphy, the vampire lord made a wink at it, and the Sage Wolf instantly put his heart down, it spread its paws, and shouted out in an impassioned tone of voice the belated speech he had been typing for the past few days.

“Warriors of Transylvania! You all know me, I am Bloodclaw Chief Hogg from the Smuggler’s Woodlands, I am a close friend of yours, and you have made indelible contributions to my clan.

We have become true friends, and as such, I have been able to make public the identity I have been hiding!

In addition to being the Bloodclaw Chief, I am also the chosen successor of the previous generation of the King of Biting Bones, and it is thanks to your fight in the Wolfsburg Lands that the soul of Lord Frederick, who was bound by defilement, was released, and the soul of that great man proclaimed to me a terrible conspiracy.

Right there in the Dark Mountains, right there in the mossy valley sanctuary of the Jackals, the evil god known as ‘The Lord of the Hunt’ is drawing upon the malice of the earth to breed his self, and it is about to be truly born in this Black Plague!

It is the vanguard of evil in subspace, the power of extreme evil that crushes the present world, and once it is allowed to appear in the material world, the entire continent will suffer greatly.

And I!

I have been given the mission that I must go deep into the Mossy Valley with the bravest group of warriors in this world and crush the Evil God and His evil minions before He descends.

This is not just to save the souls of the Jackals, but to end the Black Plague once and for all!

This plan, formulated by Lord Murphy himself, has now received support from His Holiness Pa Ying, and the noble Midnight Bloods have sent their warriors to join them in keeping with the righteousness of the world, but I know that we alone will not be enough!

I also need immortal spirits to join us, only your pure and shining will can save this continent in the most perilous of times!
And so, on this day, in the temple of our friend, I, Hogg the Sage Wolf, extend an invitation to you all! I invite you to take part in this war of regicide!
I invite you to walk into history and write legends!”

“Ding.”

Amidst the mind-blowing impact that Hogg’s cry brought to the players, Murphy quietly gripped the Core Treasure Pearl, and the quest documents that had long been edited were sent down en masse at this moment.

In that wonderful quest triggering sound, a never-before-seen peculiar glow popped up on the interface of every player present.

It was an orange-colored quest!

Hell, just this alluring color alone proved that this quest was different:
[Legendary Quest-‘The Last Descent of the Bitten Bone’ has been triggered!

Quest content: Hogg the Sage Wolf, who has been hiding his identity, quietly observing and selecting warriors capable of taking on the duties of ‘Godslayer’, has finally confirmed one thing: you, who have been recommended to him by Lord Murphy, are the fearless ones necessary for him to save the civilization of the Jackals!
He believes that you are the most courageous spirits that this world can produce, so he decided to entrust you with this mission that is destined to be difficult and even has little chance of success.

You will follow the Sage Wolf to the Jackal’s stronghold to slay an evil god that is about to be born!

Believe me, this is a feat that has never been done before on this continent, and once you return victorious, the entire continent will see you as heroes.

Of course, no one can force a free foreigner to accept an impossible mission.

So the choice remains yours.

Requirement: Break through the Mossy Valley and kill the evil god “Lord of the Hunt”.

Reward: Depending on the finalization of the mission.

Tips!

There is no limit to the number of people who can share this quest, but the final number of participants is 120, and the exact list of members will be selected according to the players’ performance at the end of Hogg’s quest chain.

Hints!

This lore quest is in the form of a quest chain, the rewards will be settled after the end of each quest chain, and the final quest will end with a real-time calculation of reward drops based on plot advancement and selection.

Tip!

There will be a probability of dropping equipment with the quality of ‘Miracle Creation’ in the Legendary Quest, this type of equipment is a true legend on the continent, and can only be obtained through a similar quest chain with a chance of obtaining it.

Tip!

Completing this quest will unlock the camp reputation of Mannis the Endless, the Demigod of the Astral Realm, and gain the goodwill of Avalon, the God of Nature, Gaia, the Mother Goddess of the Earth, Su, the God of the North Wind, and Ao, the Holy Spirit of the East.

Dev Team Tip!

This mission is extremely difficult, please make serious consideration before accepting the mission, the development team has the final right to explain all losses due to the failure of this mission].

“Crap!”

The moment this mission was triggered, the players exploded.

Not only because of the symbol of this legendary quest chain, but also because of the series of hints that followed in the wake of this quest description, although everyone had long known that there really were gods on this continent, but a quest that actually allowed them to gain the goodwill of the gods this was something that no one had expected.

However, the last development team tips used to dissuade the players, was magnificently ignored by the players.

Bah!
What do you mean by extremely difficult? What do you mean by not being responsible for losses?
Isn’t this just looking down on the men?

It’s just a job for an Evil God, isn’t it? What’s the big deal? The great lords have even defeated the Dark Titan in other worlds, the Lord of the Hunt, hmmm, just like the man who inserted the label and sold his head!
Almost without any hesitation, the two hundred people in front of them took this task in unison, although people said very clearly that only 120 people were needed in the end, but this was clearly a selection and competition process, everyone was cursing the development team in their hearts for being inappropriate, but in reality, no one would feel that he or she was inferior to the others.

What’s more, if they can be invited here tonight, it means that their strength has been recognized by the development team, and the probability is that all 120 people are going to be selected from the people present.

And Murphy smiled without saying a word as he looked at the crowd in front of him, he was actually waiting for a few deities to rain down divine punishment on him.

He engaged in this matter before not with these big brothers through the air, this is completely in the tiger skin as a banner, before Avalon through the operation of the pearl to the oooh meow brother they sent the task, which proves that Murphy’s small means in the eyes of the gods is a small trick, and Murphy confirmed that the gods are watching him.

But Murphy now raised the name of the gods to make trouble for himself, and now he didn’t see the gods raise any objections, which meant that they were also happy to see this matter advance like this.

“Consider it as giving face to my Administrator Alpha, if my warriors can really achieve such a feat, when they return victorious, I would like to ask a few of you not to begrudge me the bestowal of blessings.”

Murphy said in his mind:

“Well, gentlemen, if you don’t say anything else I’ll take it as your default~”

(End of chapter)