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Chapter 574: 573: I have a date with a Halfling Warlord – For brother “Huo整挺好”[1530].

“Ouch, ouch, damn, usually in the blood vulture corridor taunting Loren are accustomed to, this actually accidentally really said it, almost by the golden one beat up. But this dwarf bloodline is really stubborn, have become a vampire, actually still so concerned about these minutiae?

Vampires and dwarves don’t get along well, shouldn’t she join me in taunting damn Loren?”

On the daytime sky, the “escaped” Murphy looked helplessly at the gap on the thermite sword in his hand, saying that the golden dwarf’s power is really brutal, and the flying shield is really powerful, actually giving this mass-produced version of the miraculous artifacts made a gap.

“Mass-produced stuff is just unreliable!”

The Vampire Governor spat:
“When am I going to get a special version of the Security Captain’s weapon like the King of Biting Bones? But luckily, I still have this.”

With a flick of his left hand, the activation of the Manifestation Device on his wrist flew to form a revolving shotgun very similar to the Blood Fear Sacred Artifact-Dark Luck.

The genuine Sacred Relic Shotgun was a true handmade work of art, this imitation in Murphy’s hand was closer to an angular mechanical industrial style, it wasn’t ugly, and its attributes were thievishly good.

Basically completely replicated the dark night luck that a few exaggerated words, of course, as a copy without the “fate core”, its power to decline a little, but are [data deleted] produced things, the minimum destructive power is also guaranteed.

The drawings of this set of firearms have already existed in the Wanxiang device, as long as Murphy can find an engineering manufacturing equipment left behind by the Creator, he will be able to mass-produce this high-end firearms with a minimum quality of commander-in-chief.

He put the mechanical shotgun behind his back and pretended to be a midnight hunter, wrapping himself up like a dumpling in a loud spit and calling for a shadow cloak to avoid direct sunlight.

Murphy had indeed angered Lord Heather, but he hadn’t traveled this far to avoid trouble.

Go to the hungry mountain to look for the halfling warlord Thicke Flywheel was in Murphy’s plan, in fact, compared to the black flame mountain pass to visit Lord Heather, looking for halflings in Murphy’s heart is obviously more important.

Moreover, the production place of the farseer gauntlet that he had gotten from the curator’s arsenal before was also near this area, so if possible, Murphy also wanted to know the second place of creation.

Taking advantage of the flight, Murphy carefully observed the defense position of the Black Flame Mountain Pass through Reverno’s vision, he had to admit that Lord Heather’s confidence was by no means empty, in more than a hundred years, the Black Flame Mountain Pass that was once destroyed and razed by the King of Biting Bones had indeed been rebuilt into an impregnable position.

It had been completely fortified!
It wasn’t even a fortress complex in a wide area like the Maginot Line, in the not-so-large area of the Black Flame Mountain Pass, Lord Heather had utilized almost every available terrain to the extreme.

Such a defense line held off tens of thousands of jackals with ease.

But the problem was that Lord Heather didn’t have a clear perception of the threat of the Jackals, not that she was arrogant, but because their minds were still stuck in the offensive battle of the Fourth Black Plague.

However, Murphy could be sure that this time the Jackals would definitely use a lot of terrifying contraptions, and if Dusk supported them from behind, then a series of destructive powers at Dusk’s disposal could be used by the Jackals.

The most straightforward point, those plagues that had been used in Xike City
Or those Ratmen who inexplicably appeared and were very good at digging and attacking?

The fact that traditional fortresses and fortress clusters were meaningless in front of such a threat made Murphy quite pessimistic about the future of Black Flame Pass, but he knew that neither Lord Heather nor Venerable Lord Paying would listen to him on such issues as war, so Murphy could only take one step at a time.

Murphy’s destination for this trip, Hungry Mountain, was not far from Black Flame Pass.

From the Blood Alliance position to the southeast over the last section of the Desolate Mountain range one could see a lone peak that stood on the true Dark Mountain range earth.

It is a very conspicuous “scenery” in this land where all you can see is red wasteland, probably because that lone peak is the only thing with a bit of green in this neighborhood.

From high in the sky Murphy could overlook the terrain below, from the Black Flame Pass to the south a large area is barren, only at the end of the line of sight can vaguely see some hidden canyons and rift valleys terrain, deeper into the dark mountain range will be blocked by those towering mountains, but those mountains are rarely seen traces of plants.

It was really hard to imagine how this barren land had given birth to such incomprehensible things as jackals and black plagues.

On the other hand, if you looked to the other side, you could see the edge of the Dark Mountains bordering the mountains of the Genoa Peninsula, which was much better than the environment deep in the Dark Mountains.

The snowy peaks in the distance formed a white line that separated the barren land from the most lively area on the continent, and even when Murphy flew high enough, he could see the outline of the world-famous Brass Fortress.

It stood where the Dark Mountains bordered the mountains of Genoa, deadlocking the only road to the peninsula, and that fortress was so large that just from the silhouette it was possible to discern that the alpine city was built on an entire ridge.

The heartless brass dwarves had crafted their city and fortress out of an entire mountain, and because of this it was able to become the absolute heavenly danger that had made all four Black Plagues hate it.

Murphy had familiarized himself with the battle examples of the four Black Calamities, and he knew very well that during the first three Black Calamities, it was the main force of the Jackals that the Brass Fortress was facing, and the Jackals had invested more than several times as much military strength in this direction as they had in the direction of Transylvania.

The first and second time, the brass fortress was not as horrible as it is today, the jackals were still able to charge into the position and fight with the dwarves, but during the third black plague, the brass fortress was fully formed, allowing the jackals to reap the despair they had never seen before in front of that fortress.

So on the fourth time, the King of Biting Bones chose to do the opposite.

It didn’t even bother to gnaw on the impossible to capture Fortress of Brass, but instead brought the main force of the Jackals to kill Transylvania, and if the King of Biting Bones had died under the Dwarf’s fortress at that time, it would never have been able to do the feat of being able to cart over half of the continent.

“Bastard ah, Frederick, you bastard, your success has provided enough experience for this Black Plague, they will follow your marching route in the first place as long as they are not stupid.”

Murphy cursed fiercely as he flew towards the lonely peak called “Hungry Mountain”:

“The reason why Transylvania has to bear so much pressure is all because of you, this dog thing, if not you are already dead, I must cut you into pieces as a bashfulness in order to solve my heart’s hate.”

But Murphy also knows that as the Brass Fortress is further reinforced, even without the leadership of the King of Biting Bones, the jackals will definitely focus on the breakthrough of Transylvania, and compared to the dwarves’ solidly built city, Transylvania is indeed a soft persimmon.

He shook his head and shook these thoughts out of his mind, and accelerated forward in the air again, and after ten minutes, Murphy entered the peak of the Hungry Mountain.

Unfortunately, he compared the map data recorded in the core pearl, and found that the legacy of the “far traveler” technology company has to go further west, and even close to the location of the brass fortress, according to the comparison, Murphy could tell that the place should be in the snowy mountains near the brass fortress, he didn’t have time to spend more time now.

He doesn’t have the time to spend a few days to go there, it’s already a “high level map”, not only unfriendly to players, but also unfriendly to him as a mainline NPC, so it’s better to come back to explore those areas next time.

Murphy again focused on the mountain in front of him, there was a reason why this somewhat green mountain was called Hungry Mountain.

Tris had specifically explained the origins of this place for little Murphy.

This place was one of the traditional strongholds of ogres in the Dark Mountains, where those notoriously large stomachs would rob homes, and not even the jackals would want to mess with these bastards who ate anything and dared to eat anything.

As for what an ogre is .
Uh, just understand it as an enhanced version of an ogre.

For example, when Murphy gathered his wings and landed down towards one of the platforms of the mountain peak, he saw a few ogres lying there around a large fire basking in the sun.

These guys alone can grow to more than five meters, one and the legendary “mountain monster” as big and round, although it is also a humanoid creature, but its face is so ugly that even the dog-headed people can laugh at their shabby looks.

Basically belongs to only a nose, eyes and mouth, looks very naive to the degree of stupidity, completely the experience of the Creator’s malicious set of masters.

It’s basically the equivalent of a bear cub kneading playdough, casually making a humanoid and then enlarging it dozens of times.

Adult ogres can weigh several tons.

Their brute strength is so terrifying that they can pull up a big tree with their hands and use it as a mallet, even the tallest jackal barbarians are the same as midgets in front of these really big people, and ogres have a strange “resistant skin”, their skin is as resistant to sword damage as rocks.

According to Tris, in order to kill an ogre, you need to use psychic energy or find their weaknesses, such as poison or fire, but the strangest thing about the ogre race is that every ogre has a different weakness!
Even ogre brothers born from the same mother would possess different weaknesses.

This made hunting ogres one of the most dangerous jobs on the continent, and even the most powerful Thorn Nightwalkers wouldn’t take the initiative to mess with these big guys.

However, their secrets could not be hidden from the knowledgeable Scarlet Witch, and on one of her previous dates, Tris had told Murphy that one could confirm the weaknesses of ogres by observing their skin color, For example, green-skinned ogres are probably weak to fire, red-skinned ogres can use poison, and blue-skinned ogres fear earth spells.

Black-skinned ogres are the most troublesome, which means they have been alive for a long time, long enough for their weaknesses to have been patched up by their power growth, in which case they need to be compelled to kill themselves with psychic energy.

Of course, there are no perfect beings in this world.

Ogres gained their natural strength and toughness at the cost of sacrificing their brains, and at least seven out of every ten jokes mocking stupidity on this continent have something to do with ogres.

In the old days, when the routes through the smugglers’ woodlands were still open, the smugglers would trick the ogres into letting them live by any means necessary, and often all it took was a few shiny glass beads and a couple of legs of mutton to fool the greedy fellows.

Of course, the traders have to expect that they won’t run into a starving ogre.

Ogres in that situation were completely incapable of communicating, they would eat everything in sight that was edible, and what was worse, ogres were hungry for the most part .
“Bang!”

Murphy smashed into the stone platform protruding from the hillside with a “hero’s appearance”, he didn’t intend to hide at all, and the noise he made when he landed was loud enough to wake up the four sleeping ogres in front of him in an instant.

The four big idiots wearing strange “clothes” screamed and jumped up, grabbed the super “wolf teeth stick” made of iron rods and scrap steel beside them, and their eight furious eyes looked around, before finally discovering Murphy standing by the stone platform, who was waving at them! The eight angry eyes looked around before finally spotting Murphy standing by the stone platform and waving at them.

“Ah! Vampires! Unsolicited afternoon tea!”

The largest ogre, with a large steel helmet in the “wasteland style” protecting his face, shouted:

“Two Eggs and Three Idiots, hurry up and make a fire! Fourth son, bring a stick over here, we’re going to skewer it! Vampire meat can be regenerated, although it’s sour, this little nub is enough for us to eat for a long time.”

Well, these four guys actually had names.

Ogres definitely wouldn’t bother to give themselves names, so their names were most likely given by their current “masters”.

“Ahem, I’m sorry to interrupt your barbecue, but I’m a vampire covered in poison, and eating me will give you an upset stomach.”

Murphy wasn’t afraid of these four idiots.

Through the color of their skin, Murphy had already grasped their weaknesses, but he wasn’t here to kill.

So Murphy threw out a few swamp tiger and crocodile carcasses that he had prepared in advance from his traveling bag, as soon as these meat with bloody gas was thrown out, the stomachs of the four ogre demons simultaneously resounded with gurgling sounds, and the ogre boss who was wearing a steel helmet had that drool flowing like a waterfall.

But it actually didn’t immediately go up to eat, but stopped its three gluttonous brothers.

The Ogre Boss, who was clad in the strange “Ruined Earth Steel Armor”, roared angrily:
“You! Cunning fellow! You don’t want to cheat me, Big Strong! Dazhuang is the smartest ogre supervisor under Flywheel Boss! The Boss said that any guy who just gives us meat is a bad guy! Bad guys need to be stoned to death!

Say!
What kind of bad guy are you? Did Dusk send you here to cause trouble?
Big Strong told you!
The people who came before were all eaten by my Big Strong and my three brothers!”

“Oh?”

Murphy’s eyes lit up as he said:

“A few old folks also have a grudge against Dusk, that’s great, I’m their enemy . Forget it, you guys surely don’t understand this, I’m here to talk business with your boss, these meats are my meeting gift to His Excellency Big Strong, the most powerful and strongest Ogre Demon Inspector under Flywheel Boss’s command.

Now can you guys let me in?”

“No!”

The Big and Strong Governor who was praised was very pleased, but it still leaned on the absolutely amazingly lethal scrap steel war hammer in its hand and shook its head:

“Boss Flywheel doesn’t see outsiders! He’s . Uh, he’s writing letters! He’s writing a letter to the girl he loves. Ah, the boss won’t let me tell you! Damn it! You sly vampire! I’m going to get another whipping, and it’s all your fault!”

“Da Zhuang! Kill him! Eat the meat!”

“Yes, yes, yes, the boss won’t let us talk much to the others! He says we’re too stupid and will be tricked.”

“The Boss can make us eat, the Boss is a good Boss! Listen to what the good boss says or you’ll get whipped.”

The four ogres clamored at once.

Their eyes towards Murphy also became unkind, and the heavy scrap steel war hammer was grabbed, it looked like a fight was inevitable.

“But I am indeed a guest of His Excellency Thicke Flywheel, or an honored guest.”

Murphy removed the core jewel from his chest and levitated while up to the four ogres’ eyes, letting them see what he was holding, saying:
“Voila! This is the gift your boss gave me, you should have seen it before, right? He is the only one here who can make this kind of thing, it can’t be fake, right?”

“Ow ow ow, Erdan has seen this little thing before! Boss Flywheel has lots and lots of them there, a whole house full!”

Ogre Elder pushed his red scrap steel helmet as it said to Bigstrong:

“Boss used to sell this stuff to buy us meat, but no one buys it now, and Boss is pissed! He can’t buy meat if he can’t sell the stuff, and he’s not a good boss if he can’t feed us.”

“Shut up! I’ll think for myself, don’t talk too much, I’m the Dude!”

Big Strong pushed his brother who was “showing off his wisdom”, it stared viciously at Murphy and said:

“So, you, weak vampire! Are you here to buy something?”

“Yes, I’m here to give you money.”

Murphy chuckled:
“I gave money to your boss, so won’t you guys have enough to eat when your boss buys meat? So, you guys should let me in, it’s good for you guys.

In addition, I have a small campsite over the barren mountain, and I am in need of crouching dragons and phoenixes like the four of you to help me fight the jackals, if you guys are willing to go, I can pay you two meals of meat every day, and definitely let you guys have enough to eat .”

“Enough!”

Just when Murphy was planning to use the energy of desire to compel these four “elite units” that had been carefully cultivated and could fight better than ordinary ogres to serve him, a sharp voice suddenly rang out from the core pearl in Murphy’s hand.

He chided:

“Stop bullying my poor stupid guards, their brains aren’t good to begin with, and too much thinking is a terrible burden for the ‘Hungry Four’.

You!
Bad-hearted guest, come on in, I’m waiting for you in the lab.

Also you’d better explain to me what kind of nonsense is in this latest arithmetic jewel you’ve cracked for me personally? You’re practically humiliating my amazing engineering skills.

Come, enter Thicke Flywheel’s laboratory and let me take a good look at you. Lord Murphy of recent fame.”

(End of chapter)