Chapter 68 67 Report, my lord! We have captured a group of vampires begging

Chapter 68 67.Report Your Honor! We have captured a group of vampire beggars! 760]

(Extra for brother ‘Claws of Frost Teeth’ [2/5])
On the seventh day of the special event in Cadman City, as soon as the players came online, they saw that the ruins of the city they had been exploring for the past few days had changed drastically.

In the distance there were burning fires covering the ruins burning violently, as if they had covered the dimly lit city with a layer of scorched firebrands, the rising heat distorting the light to make it impossible to see, and in the near distance were the three neighborhoods that had already burned last night.

Black ashes littered the ground, reflecting a bleakness.

“Burning, really burning.”

Brother Woo Meow stood in the midst of the ashes with his four great vajra and his old cousin, Little Hands, and let out an exclamation.

Behind them were dragging two large crates filled with Madame Trish’s secret fire oil, which they were tasked with delivering to the front lines to the NPCs of the Cadmanian Self-Rescue Army, who would lay out the next piece of the soon-to-be-burned downtown area.

This arson operation was being pushed forward with a plan, and according to Murphy and Tris’s calculations, by midnight today, it would just be possible to purify the entire outer city with flames.

“Hey, you don’t say, this burned place really doesn’t have those strange star realm shadows anymore, even the uncomfortable black snow is gone.”

Woo Meow’s old cousin “pretending not to use his hands” took his own war spear and poked a pile of ashes next to him, which broke an earthenware jar, and a few copper coins scattered out, which were again put into the arms of this little munchkin with a quick eye and a quick hand.

He raised his head again and said to his own hesitant cousin:

“Brother, that transfer of yours”

“I’ll get it tomorrow!”

Brother Woo Meow said with a big wave of his hand:
“I’ve already asked Dirt Truck to find materials for me in the campground, so tomorrow I’ll wait for the rewards to settle after the event, then wait until the stars come out and try it out in the forest.

When this hidden quest is done, we’ll all have new professions to turn!”

“No, brother, I mean, are you sure you want to switch to that weird profession?”

Pretending not to use your hands worriedly said:

“What if I lose my number? Now the information about the new profession is blank, aren’t you worried that it’s a sewer profession?”

“This is a quest given by the mainline NPC, how can it be a sewer profession? It’s clearly part of the branch plot, right? It’s up to the player to explore the new occupation system, that’s what’s called game immersion.”

Woo Meow was not worried, he grinned:
“In other games we’re just footmen, but it’s different here, we’re history-making warriors! Let’s go, let’s not chat, let’s finish this quest first.”

The six of them dragged their crates and walked quickly through the ash-covered streets, and could still see some of the camp’s collectors searching for usable items in the ruins on both sides.

As these warriors passed by, some of the young men or those who had been favored by them would take the initiative to greet Woo Meow and the others or bow from afar, a treatment that pleased the hearts of the young players.

Finally, this group of indigenous NPCs were not white-eyed wolves, and people who knew how to be grateful could always make people feel comfortable.

They sent the kerosene to the front line, just saw Lord Murphy and his “harem group” patrolling the fire line, meow meow and his party immediately went up to brush a face familiar with the mixing of goodwill, Murphy casually sent a “wildfire to help burn” task to let them go to help light the fire.

After dismissing the overly enthusiastic players, he turned back to Tris behind him and said:
“I can feel the speed of the Star Realm’s spiritual energy receding accelerating, even the black smoke that covered the sky has dissipated, tonight I think we can see the moon and stars.”

“It’s not just the flames.”

Tris explained, leaning on a cane and shaking her head:
“It’s the general ebbing of energy in the astral realm, that rift is closing, tomorrow! By dusk tomorrow at the latest, the inner cities that have been trapped for a week will reappear in the material world.”

“Nothing will exist there.”

Missy took up the conversation in a husky tone:
“When I ventured in there seven days ago, I could already see large swaths of buildings being dragged into the astral realm, and a week’s worth of erosion and engulfment in a row has been enough to turn the inner city into a white field.

But this may be good news for you all.

It means that all traces of Cadman City’s past have been erased, like a white cloth left for you to leave your own colors on.”

“Be optimistic, little girl.”

Mrs. Tris sneered:
“Have a little more faith in our vicious and cunning clan, psychic energy is slower to erode life, and if they can hide underground when disaster strikes, then when tomorrow rolls around we might see a bunch of psychotic vampire monsters corrupted by the astral realm.

At that point you’ll have to take care of them yourself whether you want to or not.

So it’s not too late to save all your pessimism for then.”

“Okay, Tris.”

Murphy also felt that Tris’s words were too mean.

He reached out and tugged on Tris’s wrist to get the other man to stop, but Missy’s face, already ugly these days, paled a little more.

It was clear that Tris had gained insight into her greatest inner fears.

Murphy had a headache with the unexplained mutual hostility between Tris and Missy, he guessed it had something to do with Missy’s secret, and Tris hadn’t been a vicious character in the past, but it was just as if she couldn’t stand to see Missy do everything, when it was clear that Phimis had been very cooperative with them during the week.

It could even be called “good behavior”.

“Sky! Look! That damn thing is shrinking.”

A shout came from the crowd that was busy nearby, instantly attracting the attention of many people.

They tilted their heads up to look at the sky of the inner city, the sky that had been shrouded in ominous streams of ghostly purple light for the past few days this would suddenly disperse into a haze of black smoke and fluff.

It was as if it had been disturbed by the flames of the outer city, allowing it to finally reveal the true state of the interior.

A murmur rose from the crowd, and those who abhorred this catastrophe used all sorts of contemptuous epithets to describe the still-rotating vortex of psychic energy in the sky.

Some called it the “Devil’s X-Eye”, and this vulgar yet graphic name immediately won the approval of the others.

But Murphy could see more.

Even though he was only a level 9 psychic apprentice now, practicing his psychic skills over the past few days had made him no longer confine himself to the appearance of things.

He stared at the swirling vortex of psychic energy over the inner layer, and after a few seconds, said to Tris beside him:
“I can feel its weakness, like a shell that has run out of power, still stable on the outside, but only needing a little disturbance to collapse from the inside, and at that point, the rift in the astral realm will close completely, right?”

“Well, it seems that you haven’t been lazy these past few days, and have indeed been attentively studying the canon of basic knowledge I gave you.”

Tris nodded in satisfaction and explained to her heir and apprentice:

“The psychic energy spells that make up the Star Realm Rift have run their course to the end, but they still possess extreme destructive power, in this case allowing it to die out naturally is the best option, once it is poked and prodded in advance it will trigger an explosion of psychic energy that will form a shockwave that will sweep everything around it in.

This was the last dangerous stage it could maintain.

By roughly midnight today, its energy will be reduced to its lowest threshold, followed by a transformation from a stable shrouded entrenchment to a collapse into the astral realm while swirling away everything it can carry.” At this point, Tris glanced maliciously at the silent Missy next to her and lengthened her voice to say:
“So if there really are any living vampires left in the inner city, tonight is their only chance to escape, so let’s wait and see.”

“Tris!”

Murphy aggravated his voice with a frown.

Mrs. Tris bristled, but sensing Murphy’s mood she didn’t continue to flirt.

Today’s day was so busy in the advancement of the small players and survivors of the burning, not too many surprises appeared, but because of the perceived real effect of the flame purification, the survivors’ enthusiasm was very high.

Their emotions of wanting to reclaim their homes drove them to act more efficiently than Murphy had anticipated.

At dusk in the afternoon, as the players went offline one after another, the survivors were still advancing by lighting fires in all directions, and when the last block was also lit by the kerosene, the survivors who had been busy for a day and a night and were covered with black ash finally advanced to the edge of the outer city under the cover of the flames.

Without the blockage of the Star Realm Shadow and the Despair Polymer, they could finally see with their own eyes the true sight of their city after the disaster.

The huge fissure over a hundred meters wide that had been smashed out by the sub-dimensional meteorite and the flickering spots of filthy light on the other side of the city that was still enveloped by the filthy storm of astral psychic energy represented that the old Cadman City had completely gone up in smoke, and it also shattered the last illusions in the hearts of many of the survivors.

The heavy facts in front of them had clearly told them that everything they were familiar with from the past no longer existed.

Many people even knelt down in front of the large rift and wept bitterly.

They were not only weeping for themselves who had no support and had to continue on their way to an uneasy tomorrow, but also for the countless dead souls buried in this city.

There were almost 150,000 people in the city of Cadman, and now only a thousand of them were left, which represented the dark history that had been written in Transylvania for the past 400 years had collapsed along with this disaster.

But they weren’t messing with anyone.
They knew nothing about the feud between the Blood Vulture and the Golden Flower Kingdom, and the benefits gained by the upper echelons of the war had nothing to do with them, and it wasn’t just the civilians in the war zone who suffered during the ten years of war, but they were also not living comfortably.

But they had to bear the consequences of other people’s mistakes.

“It’s a lesson.”

Behind the weeping survivors, Murphy quietly stood among the ashes and ruins of a place where the fire had been extinguished, and he whispered to Tris beside him:
“Salokdar and the Blood Wyvern Clan taught me a good and vivid lesson with their own destruction, this is what happens when you make too many enemies, no matter if it’s the darkness of the night or the psychic energy boundary that has been built for 400 years, it can’t stop the power of hatred.”

“So? Little Murphy.”

Tris was not amused.

She had lived for five hundred years and had long since gotten used to seeing these things.

She knew it wasn’t all as simple as Murphy had summarized it, but she just wanted to hear what her lovely heir had planned for the future now, so she twisted open the delicate decanter and took a small sip.

The elven-style flask had still been found and offered to her by some small player from the ruins.

Playing with her beloved object, she looked to Murphy and said:

“So how are you going to plan to establish your own rule over these ruins? With the people? Or do you change your Transylvanian pugnacity and try to become a little sheep?”

“I think I’ll probably try to eliminate the hatred between vampires and Transians, like in my opinion vampires aren’t inherently evil and humans aren’t immaculate white lotuses.

Everyone’s ass is unclean, make do and move on.

In a different way that’s more equal and unites everyone, of course.

Not just vampires and humans!

The city of the future would welcome everyone, loved or hated, celebrated or abandoned, all would find their place here.

They will abide by my rules, and I will use their powers wisely.

Unite all to fight the malice.”

Murphy, who had never been one to hide his thoughts from Tris, was very open about it:

“I won’t take the initiative to make enemies, but if others think that I, the son of a blood vulture, am a bully, I don’t mind biting them hard.”

“Relying on these people won’t do it.”

Tris coughed and said:
“Your warriors are your biggest dependence, you have to find a way to arm them as soon as possible, the current ones have courage alone, but that’s not enough, not by a long shot.”

Murphy nodded.

How to increase the number of players was indeed a headache, he guessed that the growth of player manpower should not only be obtained by doing “quests” by themselves.

That would be too slow.

Perhaps the Administrator System would give him a surprise after his sixth guided quest, but now that he had the territory and the people, the Black Iron Trial, which was one of the two requirements for completing the quest, had become the biggest headache of all.

How on earth was he supposed to find a suitable target in the now-abandoned Cadman City?
Just as Murphy was having a headache, in the distance under a certain block that was burning, Lumina, who had just come online, was carrying the last batch of kerosene with Sister Pomegranate.

She could only come online at this time because of the time difference, but Sister Garnet had specially adjusted her time so that she could play with Lumi.

“Why don’t you guys give me another chance, don’t be so strict, little Lumi.”

Sister Pomegranate pleaded with Lumina:

“I did poorly on that paper yesterday, but you have to believe that my IQ is definitely more than that.”

“I can’t help it, Sister Pomegranate.”

Lumina said with a sigh:

“I know you’re good, but I didn’t make the rules, so don’t worry, you can talk to my little friends when they get into the game after the next release of game slots.

Personally, I’m in favor of it, but I’m not in favor of it alone. What is that?
What’s that?
Look at that! Pomegranate, there’s something crawling out of the big crack over there!

It looks like a person?
Why is this so miserable? As dirty and tattered as a beggar.”

“What kind of eyes are you looking at, is that one? There’s at least a bunch of them! Their eyes are still glowing, blanch! It’s rushing over, run! This isn’t right!

Lumi! Blow the whistle, quick! Call the NPCs!
We can’t deal with this many crazy vampire beggars!
Where did all these crazy-ass guys come from?”

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