626.Chapter 624: 623 Battle Strengthening Altar BUFF Mechanism Online
Chapter 624 623.Battle Strengthening of the Altar BUFF Mechanism on line-2024 first time to add more [13] 2024-01-08 Author: Handsome Dog Frank
The old flywheel quickly determined the design ideas of the second generation “player interface”, after Murphy very extravagant decision to use three pearls in parallel to create a “power-enhanced version” of the player interface, the internal test phase of the UI design and upgrading work was finalized.
Based on the time Murphy set for the version update, there were less than ten days left for the flywheel to work, but for the engineering masters, this kind of improvement didn’t waste too much time, and the only thing that was more troublesome was to reset the appearance of the arithmetic beads.
But Murphy’s suggestion that the thing could be black boxed and encapsulated in a probe meter-sized device left plenty of room for the old Flywheel to maneuver, and he was off to send a letter to his old baby to procure a few thousand alloy housings and the necessary encapsulation equipment in Port Chardonnay on her way over.
None of these things were hard to come by in Chardo Harbor, so Flywheel patted his chest that he could deliver on time.
Both sides didn’t talk about money at all.
After all, the local precious burning gold ore is all scourged for your old flywheel, you still have the nerve to ask Murphy for money?
After the flywheel left, Murphy immediately summoned Adele.
“There are eyes of the Thieves Guild in Transylvania, and they must have been lurking here for quite a long time, Flywheel’s letter can reach Chardonnay Harbor within a day using the channels of the Thieves Guild.”
Murphy said to his Phantom Intelligence Officer:
“Yet we have yet to discover the whereabouts of those thieves now, Adele, you should probably review the results of your work.”
“This is our mistake, master.”
E-sister didn’t plead her case, she accepted the criticism quite openly and replied:
“But the Thieves Guild’s roots in Transylvania likely existed hundreds of years ago, master.
Those eyes of the Thieves Guild have been in this great land for much longer than even our existence here, and relying on the Phantom Shadow Intelligence Bureau to find them is too difficult, so if you’re sure that you want to dig deeper into those guys, we may need to collaborate with Count Andre.
The White Mountain faction can go through the Thorn Clan’s side of the relationship and use Lady Shani’s power to find the eyes hidden here.
But with all due respect, master, that doesn’t make much sense.
The Thieves’ Guild can discard those eyes and train new ones at any time, they have similar systems all over the world, and it is rumored that the Thieves’ Guild can even know King Louis’ dinner menu in advance.
That organization has its own set of understanding about information gathering, and it’s hard for us to fight them in that regard.”
“But we can’t do nothing either.”
Murphy shook his head:
“You talk to Andre, come up with a solution as much as possible. If you really don’t want to, you can learn from Shani, how the Thorn Clan defended the secrets of Nordtorf, and you can imitate it.”
“That would mean that the establishment of the Phantom Intelligence Bureau would have to be expanded again, Master.”
Adele was a bit hesitant as she said:
“To reach the kind of scale that Clan Thorn had in Nordtorf, our core members would need to expand threefold, and a few of the peripheral members would have to expand tenfold to make it work.
This will require a great deal of energy and time to accomplish, but the Black Plague we are currently facing is the main problem, so I suggest that you hold back for now, and when the war is over, I will immediately start working on accomplishing this.
In addition, master, I have noticed that in the past two days, several members of the Blood Vulture Clan have applied to switch to Andre’s White Mountain Faction, and the beliefs of the Vam have begun to spread amongst the players on a large scale.
Does this situation require intervention?”
“No, let them be.”
Murphy wasn’t worried about either, he explained:
“The player’s situation is special, Shani applied with me in advance, if she wants to transform the player to become a member of the Thorn Clan she will have to use source blood, our players can’t be transformed through the first embrace, which means that it’s not possible for Shani to take out too much source blood and use it for this.
As a result, there is a high probability that the White Mountain Clan will not end up with more than a hundred members in a saturated situation.
That’s not worth mentioning for the current number of players, and as for the spread of the Warmachine faith there’s even less to worry about.
Since we can allow the Church of Avalon to preach in Transylvania, we will also allow the Berserker Priests to set foot here as well, which is something that Sister Jules needs to be concerned about.
How are your people doing?”
“They are well, and the Elders of the Phantom Shadow have chosen a quiet and productive valley in the outer regions of the ancestral woodlands as a new place to live.”
Adele reported in a calm tone:
“Because of their belief in Avalon, coupled with the gradual reconciliation between the Avalon Church and the mountain tribes, it has allowed the migration to be understood by the mountain people as well. The valley they chose would have been outside the traditional sphere of influence of the mountain people, and would not have generated conflict with them.
There was also a portion of young half-elves who were interested in the Scarlet Fortress.
They intended to establish a three-block-wide half-elf community in the residential area of Scarlet Castle, and this application had already received permission from Consul Miriam.
The migration of the Valley of Shadows has actually begun, Master.
The first group of old, weak, women and children will arrive at Scarlet Fortress directly through the teleportation portal, and the safety of their teleportation will require extra attention from Lord Endless One.”
“Well, remember to report if you encounter any problems.”
Murphy put down his heart.
He said to Adele:
“Next in the Black Calamity you and your subordinates may need to cooperate with Maxim’s military operations, and if necessary, you may even have to follow the players deeper into the Dark Mountain Range, it will be dangerous, Adele.
That’s why I prepared this for you.”
Murphy lifted the equipment case containing a set of farrier’s gauntlets and placed it on the table in front of Adele’s eyes as he said:
“Remember to wear it at all times, in the worst case scenario, I can use the positioning of the gauntlets to find you first and rescue you, and the quantum communication it comes with will allow you to contact me from any corner of the world.
This is a legacy from the Creator, use it wisely.”
“Yes, Master, thank you for your concern, I . I’ll protect myself!”
Adele was a little tiny bit happy.
She quickly left Murphy’s office with her equipment box, she didn’t have much time to stay in Transylvania, and in two hours she was going to the Phantom Valley to sit in the town by the way to coordinate the migration of the Phantom Half-Elves.
However, upon returning to her room and opening the equipment box, E-sister was a little embarrassed.
This set of Creator’s gauntlets was of the corset type, and as we all know, the corset thing was really unfriendly to the Dodo Daemon King, so it was good that the Golden Age’s black technology gave it adaptive elasticity, so as not to cause E-mei’s large mass to be crushed into an unattractive pie.
After completing the equipment binding, Adele raised her fingers, and with a graceful movement, three intelligent shuttles circled around and hovered up beside her, just like three flying swords.
With a satisfied nod, she decided to dye the shuttles an ethereal red to better suit her style, and put on a layer of Nightwalker’s Assassin’s Battlesuit over the Farseer’s gauntlet, wearing the gauntlet’s matching thermite weapon on the weapon belt around her waist.
Finally, she noted that Murphy had specifically selected two thermite pistols for her to use for shooting.
It made her feel Murphy’s master’s thoughts once again, and Adele’s cheeks flushed a little, but she quickly calmed down.
There was still a lot to do, and there was no time to get horny here!
While Adele was getting ready to leave, Murphy was holed up in his office performing a “ritual” that was very “creepy” for a vampire, an invocation to be exact, and not just one.
Because of the vampire’s embarrassing identity in the continent, they can not get any attention from the gods, the continent widely spread several kinds of rituals claiming to be able to talk to the gods, the vampires also avoided it.
Fearing that one day they would accidentally be seen by the gods, and then be dropped by the gods who were in a bad mood because they saw the poop and were punished by the gods.
But Murphy this would be confident.
Not to mention his “old friendship” with Avalon, just the gift of power from the God of the North Wind and the Berserker during the war in the Blood Banner Highlands proved that he, the Vampire Governor, would always be highly regarded in the eyes of the gods.
Of course, Murphy did not lose his mind so much that he let several priests of the gods come to himself to invite the gods, but took out some things to serve as a “contact point” between him and the gods.
A green seed was reserved for Avalon.
A piece of uncut ore was a symbol of Gaia, the mother goddess of the earth.
An astral wolf’s tooth from the previous Descendant of the Silver Wolf clearly represented Murphy’s respect for the God of the North Wind.
Lastly, a dagger once used for killing, tainted with the scent of battle was a favorite of the Berserker.
There was also a jade pendant that Murphy had gotten from Dorothy.
It was so hard to find in Transylvania that he had specifically asked for one from Raven Knight, who, as a Goldfinch with half of Callum’s ancient blood, never lacked for such things at her side.
In fact, a third of the inheritance left to her by Livin’s long-dead mother consisted of similar jewelry; Livin just wasn’t much of a show-off, and when it came to her personal wealth, she was a little rich girl in hiding. Murphy knew that jade represented the favor of the Eastern Holy Spirit.
And that wasn’t all.
Murphy quietly took out a Phantom Spider Emblem, which was a trophy that was gotten by the small players when they were tracking down the Dusk-related gangs of Bernie City earlier.
This thing was used to contact Avalon, the spider lady.
After learning about the relationship between the Spider Lady and the God of Nature from Velanther, Murphy naturally had to treat these two deities who shared the same name as both, this was the minimum respect for others.
This was pretty much all the deities that Murphy had had contact with so far.
Of course there was also the Will of the Underworld.
But that thing is not a physical deity, and the will of the underworld is not too much to play with other races outside the land of origins, so this “Invitation to God’s General Assembly” will not give the will of the underworld to make “harassing phone calls”.
These are by no means all the gods that exist on the continent.
Murphy knows that there are more deities on the continent, and the number of Star World Giant Spirits has always been a mystery, and even Manis the Infinite can’t tell how many Star World Giant Spirits there are now.
“Gentlemen . I know you can see and hear.”
Murphy laid them out on the desk in front of him, and had to be careful not to place Vam with the Wolf of the North Wind, or separate Avalon from Ms. Spider.
He reached out and caressed the tokens, whispering:
“The fact that you have all sent your eyes to stay beside me means that you all already know who I am and are concerned about my actions in this world, and I don’t have that confidence that I can keep the truth about what concerns me from you, nor do I want to hide it.
After all, I already know some secrets about you from Frederick and the land of creation, and you have a noble agreement with the Creator to defend this world from subspace poisoning after He leaves.
And Mannis told me that you were able to cross the boundary between the mundane and the divine thanks to the assistance of the Creator.
I am also a Creator God-chosen, so I have taken the liberty of summoning you here today, not to ask you directly to manifest your divine power to assist me.
I know that gods have their own battlefields and men have their own wars, and I should not pray for the Great Power to intervene in the fate of Transylvania.
Therefore, I simply ask that you all send down your blessings for the warriors and fighters under my command in the hour of need, as you did in the battle for the Highlands of the Blood Banner.
That level is enough, and it doesn’t even need to be that much.
My warriors are brave, they do not fear death, but they have grown up for too short a time for their numbers to rise to the point where they can defend their country all at once, and I can only give them as much reinforcement as I can in terms of individual force.
I wish to make a small agreement with you all.
It is not even necessary for you all to be present every day.
I know you are all busy, so one deity will manage for one day, and I will have my warriors set up altars for you all in the Black Flame Pass and the Valley of Shadows, and offer the skulls of the jackals we have hunted as sacrifices .”
“What do we need that for?”
A voice as eerily cold as the north wind quietly echoed from above that Star Realm Wolf’s Teeth, it was Su speaking, his voice eerily cold and haughty, just like a cold chivalrous man who was left to his own devices.
He chided:
“No one likes heads except for Thug Vam.”
“Heh, this God just likes it! What do you care?”
Vahm’s berserk voice also rang out from the dagger, choking back:
“Sooner or later, your head will be .”
“Quiet! Bother!”
A low, motherly voice echoed from the ore as she said:
“If you want to fight, go to subspace and fight!”
“This is business, be quiet!”
The jade pendant also resounded with a low and majestic voice, the intervention from the Dragon of the Star Realm and the Mother Goddess of the Earth made Wam and Sue also quiet, Murphy now knew that his “Invocation Ceremony” was a great success!
Everything in front of him was floating with different colors of shimmering light, representing that all the gods he had called for had arrived.
That’s awesome! Murphy.
Look at this, if a sincere priest saw this, he’d have to poke his eyes out and have his faith crumbled on the spot, most likely they wouldn’t believe that so many gods would gather here at the same time to answer the call of a vampire.
This was like the continent’s annual deity joke!
“Ahem, I mean, my warriors are just stumping up the altar, great giant spirits, you can just tell them what kind of sacrifices you want.”
Murphy offered his own approach, saying:
“Relying on the quantity and cherishedness of the sacrifices they offer, it is up to you to give them temporary power enhancements, as a way to help them better fight against the Jackals and their evil gods.
I promise!
Giants, I promise that the remains of the Lord of the Hunt will be distributed equally above your altars, and that our victories on earth will punctuate your greatness in subspace.
Of course, I can erect statues of you in the Scarlet Fortress for use in exchange for the blessing of power if you require it.”
“You, the Divine Chosen of the Creator.”
Gaia, the mother of the earth, responded in that slow but motherly voice:
“Your city is where the Creator’s light resides, and we dare not trespass. We will help you, Alpha, but we also have demands!”
“Dispose of Dusk as soon as possible!”
The Wolf of the North Wind said in a deep voice:
“The war situation in subspace is not optimistic, we must not let them create another crisis in the material world.”
“Find the World Center as soon as possible!”
Star Realm Dragon Ao reminded:
“There is stored the final gift left to you by the Creator, and that is also the ‘final solution’ to the subspace problem that the Creator has declared.”
“My request is more personal …”
Raspy and seductive, like a veiled royalty, the sultry voice echoed in Murphy’s ears, like a lover’s blush-inducing caress, or like a spectral spider weaving its web.
The request from the spider lady was then made:
“Help the Shadow Elves, help my familiars, their destiny is about to ripple.”
“This god is not that bent.”
Berserker said bluntly:
“I want to see carnage, war and destruction! Burning, so that the Lord of the Hunt, whose priesthood domain is almost identical to mine, will eat his own!”
“The fate of the Dwarves is about to ripple.”
Gaia, Mother Earth, said slowly:
“You can intervene, but you cannot stop it! The corrosion has run deep and needs to be broken.”
“This.”
Murphy’s eyes widened.
He probably guessed what Gaia meant, and in his heart, he began to mourn for the Brass Dwarves, it seemed that the Silver Dwarves’ prophecies about the Brass Dwarves were accurate, and that the Mother Goddess of the Earth no longer favored them.
“And what of you? Avalon.”
Murphy asked with a final look like a speechless Avalon:
“Your request is.”
“Win this war! Win all the wars!”
The answer that echoed like the triple voice of the Moon Maiden, the Storm Queen and the Mother of the Forest was unusually clear as the God of Nature spoke:
“Please fulfill your mission, I, for one, ask nothing more.”
(End of chapter)