581.Chapter 579 578 Next, allow me to introduce our guests to

Chapter 579 578.Please allow me to introduce Transylvania’s “new specialty” to our guests [2030].

(For brother “Huo Zheng is quite good” [20/20])
Trixie was obviously a scarlet witch with countless secrets.

Although she had been telling her cute little Murphy stories about her past, it seemed that those stories could never be finished, which fully represented how active and unlucky Tris was when she was young, and how much she liked to run around.

Murphy was also pretty sure that so much of Tris’s fatal attraction to herself stemmed from her misty past.

Although Tris has been salted for more than a hundred years and is no longer the badass witch who could stop a child from crying at night, the things that Grand Duke Tris did in her “glory” days have obviously not dissipated with the passage of time.

For example, today, Murphy learned of another of Tris’s “dark history”.

No wonder this guy on the story of the goat people so as to count, Murphy was also bluffed by her before, thought that it was tris traveled the continent of knowledge, but after half a day, the original tris is the story of one of the parties.

In fact, she also has the status of “Honorary Elder” in Widia Abyssal City.

You’re really something!

In the absence of system prompts, she had to run around to brush up her reputation, and now all of this reputation has been cheapened to her little man, she really cried my eyes out.

However, since it has been determined that it is “their own people”, Murphy’s attitude towards this group of fallen goatmen has become a little better, he even allowed the goatmen to collect the remains of their companions, lest they be used as snacks by the ogres who are enjoying the “wild game”. He even allowed the goatman to collect the remains of his companions, so that they would not be spoiled by the ogres who were enjoying the “game” as a snack.

This is a very generous gesture, the group of goat people touched a lot.

The locals who were not from the Dark Mountain Range would have a hard time understanding this kind of touching, in their view, Murphy actually risked angering the ogres by allowing them to collect the corpses, this was already an absolute display of kindness.

And the leader of this group of goat people, that goat woman who wore gold and silver, with quite a big doughnut and beautiful coiled horns would this time be sitting on the stone in front of Murphy, while applying medication to her own injured hooves, while accepting Murphy’s questioning.

Well, this goat woman should be emphasized here.

Although it is called a goat person, but the goat person’s appearance is not really a humanoid goat.

They only have some features similar to goats, such as eyes, such as horns, such as a small tail, etc., but it is still a humanoid creature, the face does not conform to the traditional aesthetics of the vampire, but you can really see a hint of “cleanliness”.

On her furry forehead, she has a peculiar symbol decorating her hair, as well as a leaf-shaped gold ring to tie up her “hair”, from which we can see that this is still a goat woman who loves beauty.

And she was well-spoken and literate.

When chatting with Murphy, she could even quote from the classics, which fully demonstrated that Tris’s description of the goat people was correct, at least the goat people of Vidya Abyss City were still trying hard to maintain their decency as civilized creatures.

“My name is Julia, Governor Murphy, I am a second level scholar of Vidia Abyssal City and the head of the ‘Dark Roots’ near the Black Flame Pass, and my mentor was the introducer who accepted Lady Tris to join us back then.

She kept describing Lady Tris’s wonders to me.

Especially in recent years, when the development of the Baphomet Nightmare Cult has become more and more worrying, she has always wanted to reconnect with Lady Tris, and unfortunately, she was unable to fulfill this wish even when my mentor died of old age.”

The goat woman introduced herself first, her rather peculiar cross pupils observing Murphy’s changing expression, and said:
“We scholars are the pioneers sent by the Abyssal City, we have been monitoring the Baphomet Canyon for more than a hundred years since the end of the Black Calamity, but unfortunately the Blood Alliance vampires are very brutal, they have built all kinds of fortresses forts at the mountain passes and won’t allow us to pass through them, and it’s been a very long time since we were able to set foot in Baphomet Canyon in person.

No one knows what size the Nightmare Cult over there has grown to, but it’s a good thing that the Blood League Knights have shown up as well; their blocking of the Black Flame Pass has left the Baphomet Cult with no way to compel their compatriots from the Abyssal Cities to join them again.”

“Oh, you’re talking about the great dungeon, where my warriors and I executed a battle to punish the evil there earlier, with Tris joining in.”

Murphy replied with a hint of regret:
“It’s a shame we stopped that Twilight Pollution Ritual, otherwise the Baphomet Cult would have been completely destroyed, but that wouldn’t have been a good thing, and your fallen compatriots would have been thrown into the arms of the even more dangerous Shadows of Subspace as a result.

Now they have closed off the great dungeon to others, presumably trying to linger until the end of the Black Plague.”

“No, Lord Murphy!”

Julia hurriedly explained:
“Then it’s also possible that it’s because the ritual of those Fallen calling out the Nightmare Tyrant Baphomet has entered its final stage, perhaps their evil god will be born in the last few years, that’s really scary news.”

“It’s not too bad, a Nightmare Tyrant that no one even knows about isn’t too much of a problem compared to the troubles of the Black Plague and the Jackals.”

Murphy shrugged and said:

“Anyway, in the words of my personal seer, the captive Baphomet cult is the most harmless group of people in the swarming Dark Mountains.”

“Not so, Lord Murphy, you fail to understand the ultimate goal of the Baphomet Cult!”

The goat woman explained seriously:

“Although we don’t have tangible evidence yet, I can tell you some of the veins we have discovered, awakening the Nightmare Tyrant is only the first step of those cultists, their real goal is to enter into a legendary ‘Dream of the World’ through the power of the Nightmare Tyrant, to slay the slumbering King of Ten Thousand Curses King of Widia and obtain his great power.

Believe me, Governor Murphy, the King of All Spells is a real-life Astral Giant, who has fallen asleep because of wounds sustained in his battle with Extra-Terrestrial Evil.

One day the true God of the goat people will awaken and lead His people.”

“?”

Murphy blinked as he said suspiciously:
“But no one in the outside world even knows the name of the King of Ten Thousand Spells, just as obscure as the Nightmare Tyrant Baphomet, Tris said that only you goat people remember the name of this deity, but she as the continent’s most outstanding theologian can’t conclude whether the King of Ten Thousand Spells really exists.

Oh yeah, Tris also seized a copy of the Book of Ten Thousand Spells from that previous battle to come.”

“What? The Book of Ten Thousand Spells?”

The goat woman instantly became excited.

She was so excited that she neglected her injured hoof, and the moment she got up she planted herself in an undignified position with a cry of pain.

But then, not caring about the pain, she twitched her mouth as she rose and inquired:

“Can you be sure that it is really the Book of Ten Thousand Spells? That was one of the holy relics left in the material world by the King of Ten Thousand Spells, which was lost in the chaos of the Fourth Black Plague, and in that holy book, it is said to contain the supreme wisdom of the King of Ten Thousand Spells, and if one is a fated person, one can even obtain the knowledge of the gods from it!

That was my mentor’s heartfelt regret before he died of old age, can I go forward to Lady Tris to retrieve that holy book?”

“Well, look, yes, take it away, no!”

Murphy declined decisively:
“That thing is now a ‘national treasure’ of Transylvania, guarded by Tris herself, but our Blood Vulture Clan is not unreasonable, if that is indeed a holy relic of your goat people, we can return it.

But only if you show your sincerity.
For example, I have a stronghold in the Dark Valley for fighting the Black Plague, and you goat people are notoriously good at psychic energy and curses, how about sending a team of mages to help in the battle?
If we win the battle, then the book can be returned to you.

No, no, no, not return it to Widia Abyssal City, but return it to the ‘Dark Roots’, and as the recovered ‘national treasure’ you will become heroes to all civilized goatmen in an instant!
You see, what a beautiful thing this is.

As the organization that values heritage and history the most amongst the goatmen, don’t tell me that the ‘Dark Roots’ can’t even come up with a group of mages?
The fact that even Tris was able to join you shows that there is power in your organization.”

“Uh, that’s a decision I can’t make independently, I have to request the elders’ opinion.”

Julia was clearly a bit moved.

This goat woman’s cross pupils were shining with some kind of light called “ambition”, they say that goats are dark by nature, and judging from this goat woman’s behavior, I guess it was true.

“Still need to consider ah, it seems that the temptation of the national treasure is just like this.”

Murphy hummed, he rolled his eyes and said:
“If a Book of Ten Thousand Spells isn’t enough, then how about adding the destruction of the Baphomet Cult?

I have a group of meddling Transylvanian warriors under my command who are fearless and are already exploring that dungeon and executing the goat-man thugs in it by now, so surely you have something in common with them.

Seriously, for a small, insignificant reward, the righteous warriors of Transylvania would be more than willing to help ‘Dark Roots’ solve the trouble in Baphomet’s great dungeon.

Wasn’t it said that that dungeon had something to do with the origins of the goatmen as well?

That’s kind of a holy place anyways, so after getting rid of that group of circling cultists, I can do the honors and give you the Baphonte dungeon as a museum or something.” “But aren’t you guys fighting against the Jackals?”

The goat woman said in surprise:

“Where will you get more power to make more enemies for yourselves? The Baphomet cults aren’t exactly powerful forces, but they are dangerous, and that’s not in keeping with your code as Governor, is it?”

“I have to have a place to practice, I can’t just shove my soldiers into the Black Plague Battlefield and make them fight brutal jackals right off the bat, that would be killing them.”

Murphy waved his hand:
“The Baphomet cultists are just right for the fight, especially those peripheral goatman mobs, they make very good ‘whetstones’. And don’t ask questions, why don’t you just say if you and your organization would like to be friends with the Transylvanians?

If you do, bring your people back to the Valley of the Shadow with us.

I’ll send you to Transylvania to meet Tris, who will take care of the rest for you, but if you want to get back the Book of Ten Thousand Spells, then you’ll have to have a group of mages powerful enough to join the war in Transylvania.
Uh, you!
Yes, as the local head of the Dark Roots organization, you’ll also have to join our Transylvanian psionic organization, the Red Mages, as the representative of the civilized faction of golems in Transylvania.

That’s really not a harsh offer, goat woman ahem, I mean, Julia, as a scholar you have to think more about the future of your people, right?”

Murphy’s persuasion was really straightforward, but for the sake of the Book of Ten Thousand Spells, the goat woman didn’t rebuff it but fell into a long thought.

It was only when Murphy and his ogre best friends were ready to depart that she finally came to a decision.

“My followers and I need to see the Book of Ten Thousand Spells with our own eyes as evidence before we can go back and convince the elders to send in their troops, the Dark Roots do have a fighting force of spellcasters, but in the competitive city of the Abyss, that’s what we need to settle down.”

Julia rode in the saddle of a summoned displacement beast.

Amidst the bared teeth of the ferocious panther-like otherworldly creature, she said seriously to Murphy:
“The elders are quite open-minded, and I believe the elders would like to be your friends if the Transylvanians can really help us fight the Baphomet cult.”

“Very well then, let’s go, first to the Valley of the Shadow.”

Murphy sat on the shoulders of the big strong man, and as the well-fed ogres got up, he said to the group of goatmen behind him:
“On the way I’ll teach you the proper way to deal with my warriors, you’d better learn by heart before they spoon feed you too as wild monsters.”

“But we won’t be allowed to pass over the Black Flame Pass, the Knights of the Blood League are really strict.”

Julia was a bit hesitant.

Murphy waved his hand and said:
“I’m His Excellency the Governor of Transylvania, the core person of the Blood Vulture Clan, I have a great personal relationship with Lord Heather, she’ll give me this face. Speaking of which, I’ve heard that the Trickster’s legacy flowed out from you goatmen here, so Ms. Julia, as a goatman scholar, do you know the Trickster’s set?”

“Of course, I’m a powerful spellcaster myself.”

The goat woman instantly puffed out her chest proudly as she said:

“I’m a student who graduated with the first place in the Abyssal City Spellcraft Academy in order to cross three ranks in thirty years to become a Second Grade Scholar… You may not understand the gold content of this, but I must tell you that I’m one of the smartest individuals in the entire Abyssal City!

Perhaps in another ten years or so, I’ll be eligible to inherit my mentor’s status as a councilor, provided of course that I don’t get assassinated by someone from another faction, you know, some of the ancient traditions of us goat people can really get in the way once in a while.”

“Huh? That bad?”

Murphy said in surprise:

“Then why were you victimized by a pack of jackals? You’re supposed to use spells to teach them to be human, Ms. Awesome Distinguished Graduate.”

“Ahem, that’s because my humble self is a pacifist, my humble self is excellent in theory but not good at fighting.”

The goat woman stated the fact that she was actually a rookie very politely.

She wasn’t blowing it out of proportion either.

This guy was a solid Silver rank spellcaster, and the fact that so many of her followers had survived despite their numerical disadvantage was all because of her awesome defense and supporting spells.

Unfortunately, she really wasn’t very good at killing people with spells.

“Very well then, I appoint you as the faction tutor of the Transylvanian Trickster, you can have your own mage tower in Treasure Bay, and I’m sure that old Huo, who’s been plagued by power boosts lately, will be more than willing to get himself a ‘tutor’.

Oh, forgot to mention.

Tris also has a copy of the Book of Darkness and Extinction in her hands, which is said to be the holy book of evil spellcasters?”

“That book was written by our ancestors, and it was the circulation of it that made the goatmen’s reputation on the continent stink as bad as a street rat.”

Julia covered her eyes with her fluffy hand and sighed:

“Alas, the initial birth of that book was a mistake, and it was because of the clash of ideas that book sparked in the Abyssal City that my people split, which directly led to the birth and rise of the Baphomet Cult.

It is said that its original has been taken in by the last Master of Purification of the Tower of the Ring, Myrddin himself.

What a shame, that book should have been destroyed instead!

For it was from subspace that our ancestors gained that knowledge of evil darkness in the first place.”

“There is no good or evil knowledge, it’s like a hero using a sword to save people and a villain using a sword to kill people.”

Murphy was noncommittal about it.

He said:

“But you goatmen really should review your over-exuberant desire to share, and the next time you teach certain powerful spells, you’d better test your apprentice’s heart in advance. Without further ado, let’s get going now, we should be able to reach the Black Flame Pass early tomorrow morning.

War is coming, cherish this last bit of leisure time.”
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In the private laboratory belonging to Tris in the Blood Wyvern Corridor, the scarlet witch was flipping through the Book of Ten Thousand Spells, as a Spirit Energy Master she could easily learn the spells in this book, but what really interested Tris was the set of “Laws and Orders” spells recorded in this book.

It was said that it came directly from the hidden inheritance of the King of All Spells.

The goatman blasphemer had used the “Laws of the Air” spell before, which almost made Tris fall headfirst from the sky and become an ugly monster.

“What a subtle learning, there are so many good things in the hands of the goat people, if I had known that, I should have borrowed that ‘Honorary Elder’ status of mine to sneak into the Abyssal Treasure Trove to steal and learn more.”

Tris spat in her mind as she looked and took notes:
“Aiya, that’s my black history ah, especially the experience of stealing something and being almost discovered by someone else’s Elder, it’s simply the most embarrassing of the countless failures in the first half of my life, I mustn’t let little Murphy know about it.

At that time, I blamed Luna for being too stupid.
Alas, Luna.”

The scarlet witch thought of the guy who now called himself “Gen”, and she sighed helplessly, sighing at her own ill-fated fate, before turning the page.

In the next moment, Tris was surprised to find that the Book of All Spells had a number of runes on this page of knowledge that were glowing with a strange light.

She reached out to touch those runes.

In the next instant, the world in front of her eyes suddenly changed, as if some kind of illusion had been imposed, making it seem as if Tris had instantly arrived in a strange space, which was covered with fog, and could only vaguely see a gigantic goatman covered with all kinds of colorful and marvelous spells looming in front of her.

“Be careful you’re being watched . Cries came from the ripples of subspace, incomplete shadows longing for the return of the witch who would surely become the Midnight Matron ah go to him. Chaos is coming and only he can protect you.
Alpha. Serve him!”

“Swish.”

Everything returned to its original state again in the next instant, and Tris watched dumbfounded as the glittering runes silenced before her, and it was only after a few seconds that she realized what had happened.

A typical resonance of divine power!

“Widia? King of all spells! You. You actually exist? But why did you make me serve Murphy? Hmm? Are you the legendary Moon Lord? Do you even care about this kind of business?”

(End of chapter)