Chapter 695: 694 Lord Tris, this is all part of your plan.

Chapter 695 694.Lord Tris, this is all part of your plan, isn’t it?

The winged cavalry of Transylvania played a “trick”, and the “Portal Frog Hopping Tactic” proposed by Happy Stick was a big success, and even the winged cavalry proved to be a big success after Murphy-sama chose Mannis the Infinite as the Astral Guardian.

No longer afraid of the Star World Trek, they were finally able to combine their world-unrivaled trampling charge with the super mobility of the portal, thus forming a new twist on the classic charge tactic combined with psychic skills.

It could be predicted that from today onwards, the reputation of the Winged Cavalry, the continent’s number one heavy cavalry, would definitely become even more shining and deadly.

Under their furious rampage, the pickup operation was a great success.

The two Boundary Core Crystals were sent into Fortress of Courage without any danger, of course, the price paid for doing so was quite horrific, only one third of the players who had followed Master Qin to break the enemy’s reception in front of the position had returned.

Split Claw Clan in order to take down the Fortress of Courage is really blood, guarding the nearby jackals are a water of elites, even the veteran players to deal with it is also very difficult.

The quantity disadvantage of the players was undoubtedly reflected at this moment, their quality was steadily improving, but with the number of players nowadays, when dealing with a battle of this scale, the Black Scourge, it was obvious that it was no longer “stretched to the limit”.

Forums and Transylvanian taverns are clamoring for helmets, and those who are already in the game are complaining about the low numbers.

Now there are only 3,000 people to do what?

If you can multiply the number of people by ten to 30,000, and form a group army, what kind of bullshit Black Plague and Splintered Claw Clan, not to mention winning, the players can even make them kneel down and dance!

But therein lies the core of the problem.

As the administrator Murphy didn’t recruit more new people because he didn’t want to?
There’s no such thing as a condition to know, is there?

Now on the forum every week to put out of the twenty places that are Miriam tried her best to squeeze out from the back of the population growth, the black plague came too fast, leaving Murphy too little time to plant and develop, to be able to get together more than three hundred thousand people is already under the result of the operation of the gods.

At this time in the ninth position, Murphy is organizing the evacuation, although at present because of the spiritual energy chaos caused by the arithmetic treasure beads have no way to connect from afar, but he has been through the forum information interaction in observing the situation of the Fort Courage side.

After learning that the reception operation had been successful and all three core crystals had been sent there, Murphy’s hanging heart was instantly relieved.

He immediately contacted Tris, who had already returned to the Phantom Valley, and said to his “old cute”:

“There are already three Serenade Cores over at Fort Courage, the medium to carry the spiritual energy is already enough, you go there first to make preparations, I will go over in a while, and then start the Star Realm Tear.”

“I can’t go over there, Murph.”

Tris sighed and refused:

“It’s not that I’m unwilling, but the Splintered Claw Master Mother and that Blood Scar Priestess have been watching my movements, once I appear at Fort Courage, they will absolutely launch a devastating attack there immediately, which will seriously interfere with your counterattacks going on.

I have been noticed will have to stay here to attract their attention in order to create an opportunity for you to create the greatest kill.”

“But if you don’t go over there, there’s a severe shortage of psychics.”

Murphy frowned and said:
“Phineas and her Red Magic Hall need to maintain the transit of personnel and supplies, they are already working at overload right now, they simply can’t spare enough manpower, and without you sitting in on an Astral Realm Tear of that magnitude, I’m really afraid that it will get out of control.

We’d lose a lot of money if we got Fort Courage involved.”

“It won’t, the Star Realm Guide Staff in your hand is the handmade treasure of the Creator, it can accurately locate the position where the Star Realm Rift opens up and act as the core to stabilize the huge amount of psychic energy, that thing is originally a Star Realm wonder, with you in charge of it, even a large-scale Star Realm Rip won’t get out of control.”

Tris said in a warm, soothing voice:
“As for the question of the psychic master .
Well, ten minutes ago that problem was almost insoluble, and there was no way I could conjure up an army of serviceable psychics for you, but I think today, although it’s a day of disaster for the Black Flame Pass, might be a lucky day for me.

Just ten minutes ago, I was contacted by my goat-man steward.

Old Finley had brought back the ‘Dark Roots’ spell regiment from the Abyssal City, and although he hadn’t been able to bring out a formidable army of psionic masters in its entirety, this Elder’s reputation was still bluffing in the Abyssal City.

There were almost 400 goatman spellcasters who followed it into the arms of Transylvania.

They had now arrived at the outskirts of the battlefield, and had intended to use a mega teleportation to send them directly into the Scarlet Fortress, but the jackals had stirred up the nearby psychic energy, forcing them to stop near the Plague Valley.

It was still a bit of a distance from Fort Courage, but with the goat people’s subtle psychic energy skills, they would only need at most an hour to reach there under full travel.

With their assistance, the Great Tearing of the Astral Realm can definitely proceed smoothly.”

“But?”

Murphy’s heart was so happy that he couldn’t wait to hug his “good luck girlfriend” and nibble on her a few times, but then he reacted and asked softly in return:

“I know this kind of good news must be followed by a ‘but’, and only what is said after the ‘but’ is the real point. So, what do our goat-man friends want to get?”

“The power to form factions independently, and a territory to be governed by them.”

Tris replied, somewhat bemused:

“The goat people obviously want to still maintain a certain amount of independence under Transylvania’s system, and just making such a request isn’t really too much to ask considering their dark nature.

And Old Finley and Julia are obviously very measured, they didn’t ask for the Scarlet Fortress or any other core dominion.

Julia had visited the Wolf Castle before, and she felt that it was a very good place, secluded enough and mysterious enough, and most importantly close enough to the Baffent Canyon to allow them to keep a close eye on the movements of the Baffent cult.

They and the Shadow Elves under Velanthar seem to have made a deal to get the power to build a city independently of the other two psychic nodes in the Tainted Swamp.

Of course, you don’t expect the golems to voluntarily pay for the construction of their new cities.

These guys are savvy.”

“Give it to them!”

Murphy replied decisively:

“I could grant Julia the title of ‘Lord of the Swamp’ right now, something that was originally reserved for Hogg, but the fate of the Sage Wolves is on the fast track.

It can’t be used anymore.

Bloodclaw Chief Nash’s underbelly was still close, and it looked like it would have to share the dominion of the Filthy Swamp with the goat people afterward. I can give the goat people whatever they crave in Transylvania, now get those dogs with dark natures to Fort Courage as fast as you can!

Be sure to make all preparations to unleash the Great Tear in the Astral Plane before I get there!”
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“Done!”

A few minutes later, in an area of the Dark Mountain Range near the Plague Valley, Tris’ goatman steward, an elder of the Dark Roots Organization, and the shrewd goatman Finley put away the rune stone for communication and turned back to the two goatman spellcasters beside him, who were dressed in gold and silver, and were extraordinary in their status at first glance:
“The governor of Transylvania has graciously agreed to our request, and our representative, little Julia, will be granted the title of ‘Lord of the Swamp’ after the end of the war in the Black Flame Pass, and one-third of the entire territory of the Filthy Swamp near the direction of the Cato region will be under our rule from then on.

My Lord Tris also promised that the skilled Brotherhood of Stonemasons would build us a city at the swamp’s psychic energy node.

Of course, my friends, I think you can all guess that we get all this on the condition that we act for the greatness of Transylvania.

Fort Courage.
That will be our destination on this trip.”

“It sounds like the ‘new home’ that Julia has found for us is indeed generous, much more so than our erstwhile city lords, at least in the matter of giving promises, I just wonder if they will be equally exceptional in the matter of honoring their agreements.”

A female goatman spell master wearing a bone clawed cane nodded in satisfaction, but then she blinked the pupils of her peculiar cross eyes and asked:
“But where is ‘Fort Courage’? How is it that I have never found this location in the map of the Dark Mountains?”

“More importantly, what are we going to do there?”

The second goatman Evil Artist in black robes, with a grim face and many scars on his body, said in a hoarse tone:

“We have to assess the risks ahead of time, don’t we? Finley, recklessness is not a goatman tradition.”

“It was the war shrine of the Transylvanians, where they inflicted a terrible defeat on the brutal Jackals, and as for our mission there, hoo-hoo-hoo, gentlemen, let your imaginations run wild.”

Finlay, the old goat-man, leaned on his cane, and he looked at his distinguished companions with a marvelous gaze, and he said softly:
“The governor of Transylvania is a lord of great deeds, and the wonders of those foreign warriors under his command cannot be told for three days and three nights; and though I have not had much conversation with Governor Murphy, I know well that he is an eloquent monarch.

The work he wanted us to do was not just any defense or offense.
A tear in the stars!
My companions, the power that in the past would have been regarded as a horrible disaster by psychics has become a weapon in the Transylvanian arsenal that can be used.

The fall of the Black Flame Pass was a catastrophe.

I know that some of you are skeptical of the new home Julia and I have claimed for you because of this defeat.

But no matter, we will be personally involved in Lord Murphy’s counterattack against the Jackals, and we will witness the Transylvanian’s most direct and furious response to the threat of the Black Plague!
Yes, fellow countrymen!

We will personally trigger one of the most horrific tears in the astral realm in the last decade, we will personally guide that destructive force through the dimensional boundaries, and we will see the greatness that has been molded by us easily destroy the Jackal’s offensive, turning the victory they have given so much to get into a two-pronged joke in a matter of moments.

That was the first mission we received in Transylvania!
Whew, all stories in that magical place don’t get off to a mediocre start, and I think you can guess from this mission alone how exciting and enjoyable our new life in Transylvania will be.”

“True enough!”

The female spellcaster who had spoken earlier had an interested and very expectant smile on her face as she said:

“A lord who can use the Star Realm Rip as a weapon, his inclusiveness of dangerous psychic energy is definitely beyond our imagination, which means that we will be able to get their support and understanding no matter what direction we want to carry out our research.

After all, no more dangerous experiments with psychic energy could possibly be more dangerous than the Star Realm Rip, ah, to hell with the pathetic dogma of the Abyssal City of Vidya!
The future of the Goatmen is at hand!”

“Then what are we waiting for? Depart!”

Hearing that they could personally trigger a dangerous tear in the astral realm, these goatmen spellcasters and evil spellcasters, who were dark by nature, instantly became excited, a “courtesy” that they wouldn’t have dared to think of in other places.

They were all excellent psychic energy researchers in Abyssal City, and many of them had long wanted to try such a forbidden technique as Astral Tear.

They might even be able to produce several papers related to spiritual energy.

Under old Finley’s watchful gaze with a strange smile, its fellow spellcasters who were only interested in the world were immediately filled with action, and the spellcasters who specialized in space quickly locked the location of Fort Courage on the map, and then, after a series of calculations with precise astral realm mapping formulas, opened a teleportation door surrounded by obscure streams of light ten minutes later.

This thing is not the same as the vampires use the scarlet door, in general, should be more “advanced”.

After all, the goatmen were one of the most skillful in the use of psychic energy on the continent, so it made sense that they would have all sorts of secret techniques at their disposal.

“Then, say hello to a new life.”

Tris’s goatman steward was the first to step through the portal.

As it appeared above the eastern sentry tower of Fort Courage, it was immediately restrained by a group of heavily armed Winterwolf acolytes, but the seal of the Archduke of the Blood Wyverns held in Old Finley’s hand prevented it from being beaten to a frozen cinder by the Winterwolf acolytes.

“Under the banner of Clan Bloodwing, the Darkroot Spell Corps has come to aid in the war at Fort Courage! Gentlemen, Archduke Tris has given us a daunting task, but we are confident that we can accomplish it well and quickly!”

One by one, the goatman spellcasters who represented evil and depravity on the continent stepped out of that gray portal in such numbers that the Winterwolf monks felt surprised and alert.

Yet these guys claimed they served the Blood Vulture Clan and Transylvania?

What a hell of a thing to say!

How many strange races is that Governor Murphy planning to bring into his domain? He’s got Shadow Elves and Goatmen. He’s hungry for more.

Old Finley ignored the disgust in the eyes of these Winter Wolf monks.

In fact, he had long been used to this kind of cold treatment, after all, the goat people in the past to make a “good reputation” so that they are not civilized camp, you know, the continent’s current trickster and evil sorcerer heritage of a large part of the flow from the goat people here.

The blackness of their composition is only slightly better than that of the stinking jackals.

“Where is the Boundary Core Crystal we’re dealing with?”

The female goatman spellcaster said with an impatient swing of her paw:
“I heard you guys got your asses kicked by the jackals, so are you going to keep wasting your time here wide-eyed?”

“Let them through!”

Master Yuri’s voice rang out from outside the sentry tower, and the high ranking monk of the Eye of the Wolf God stared at the goatmen with his own calm and cold eyes as he said:

“Follow me, spellcasters, and begin your work, but always be mindful! Fort Courage is a holy place of the God of the North Wind, and it would be wise to refrain from playing your little games here.”

“Ha, Sue’s followers are warning us not to play tricks, what a laugh.”

The goatman evil sorcerer with a scar on his body said in a sarcastic tone:
“I don’t suppose you’ve realized that it’s not us who’ve been playing tricks, have you? I guess the North Wind Grand Sanctuary has yet to notice the changes in the Star Realm Wolves, haven’t you noticed that the astrological signs of the Silver Wolf constellation are producing strange distortions?

Alas, Sue’s followers are also getting worse by the generation.

Surprisingly, they didn’t even notice that upcoming mutiny happening in the Star Realm .”

“Shut up! Goatman, you’re implying something terrible.”

Master Yuri chided:
“You are stirring up the relationship between the Wolf of the North Wind and His children in front of Sue’s servants!”

“Do I still need to provoke? It’s not as if there’s been a day or two of conflict between the Silver Wolf, Hurlson, and his eccentric father, and look, as you can see, I’m an astrologer as well as an evil sorcerer, and I have a taste for all things dark and dangerous.”

The goat-man whispered:
“What’s more, don’t you know if I’m provocative or not if you find a way to contact the Silver Wolf yourself? But as far as I know, there is such a part of the wolves in the Astral Realm that no longer obeys Sue’s orders.

It’s probably because the aftermath of the war in subspace has caused them to suffer heavy losses.

Well, this information counts as a free gift from me to you, Sue’s believer, and my Astral Pavilion will soon be standing in Transylvania, so if you still want to know more about the hidden secrets among the demigods in the Astral Realm, remember to bring along enough payment to satisfy me.

I will gladly tell you everything I have observed.

The great Su is too busy with the war in subspace to care about the changes in the wolves in the Star Realm, but you followers of the gods don’t care either, aren’t you a bit too burned out ah?

Ha, we’ll talk about all that afterward, first let’s pleasure ourselves by completing an exhilarating tear in the Astral Plane.”

(End of chapter)