Chapter 702 701 Honoring those who go to the dead!

Chapter 702 701. salute to the going dead!
By the time Murphy arrived, the goatman spellcasters had already finished preparing all together.

Right on the northwestern sentry tower platform of Fort Courage facing the Black Flame Pass, the three Serenade Core Crystals were hovering nearly a meter high in the air, and the Goatman Spellcasters had used a strange method to make them store up their psychic energy in a short period of time.

Even because of the excessive internal energy there were already dangerous arcs of electricity visible to the naked eye pulsing across the surface of the crystals, just as dazzling as the legendary plasma spark towers.

This was clearly a rapid recharge at the expense of the crystal’s integrity, but considering that the three crystals would hardly remain intact even after this night’s superstar realm tear, this depletion behavior was perfectly acceptable.

There were a total of seven core crystals in the Serenade Boundary, and now five had been found, three were here and the remaining two were in the Valley of the Shadows, and as the war progressed they would eventually be returned to the Maginot Line, and that would be where it would all end.

This means that there are no Boundary Crystals in the Scarlet Fortress, which means that the wall-less city is “undefended”.

Murphy, Tris and Miriam saw clearly that if the Black Plague front line could not be defended, then even if all seven crystals were in their hands, the Scarlet Fortress could only protect that one city.

That’s not the fate Murphy chose for Transylvania, so these sacred relics of protection, which are the only ones on the continent, should be used on the edge of the sword!

What’s more, the fact that the Black Flame Pass position was clearly protected by the Serenade Boundary but still collapsed proved that this thing wasn’t omnipotent, especially after the emergence of the Ratmen who could walk freely under the ground without being detected, the era of this kind of ground boundary had already ended in the truest sense of the word.

Therefore, this scene should be called “waste utilization”.

“Governor, we have calculated the total amount of psychic energy that the three cores can hold and overloaded them so that even after the ceremony is over, these valuable items won’t be completely destroyed.”

Old Finley, the goatman spellcaster, explained in a whisper for Murphy from the sidelines:

“The principle of this core crystal is complicated, but it is not impossible to parse, if we can get enough resources, the Dark Roots can create a higher quality protection crystal for you. Of course, it will take a little time.”

“I don’t really need this kind of large boundary, can you make a small one that can move freely?”

Murphy asked with interest.

Old Finley turned back and discussed a few words with his two compatriots and gave Murphy a positive answer.

This made the Vampire Governor’s interest in this group of goatman spellcasters grow, they really did seem to hold some rather marvelous knowledge.

“It’s my first time hosting an Astral Rip, what should I look for?”

Murphy asked softly as he stood at the center of the three crystals that were arcing with flickering energy, and he reached out to take hold of the Astral Guide Staff that was inserted there.

The goatman with the scarred body immediately explained:
“You don’t need to go and manipulate psychic energy to break through the border barrier between the material world and the astral realm, we’ll take care of that job, you only need to use this strange astral artifact in your hand to choose an intrusion point for the astral realm tear.

A signpost!
Do you understand when I say this?
We must choose an entry point for the Black Flame Pass in the Astral Plane, one that is solid enough to withstand the shattering of the earth and the power of the monstrous gods that are spreading across it.

That higher-than-reality darkness will have an effect on the Astral Plane as well, so the coordinates we chose earlier will not work.

The drop point we need now is not easy to find in the Astral Plane.

Once the environment on the opposite side is not solid enough, then the Astral Realm tear is likely to be interrupted in the middle of the process.In the past, such a landing point calculation required a lot of energy, but you can skip this process.”

“I can ask my Star Realm Guardian about it.”

Murphy nodded as he looked at the goat-man evil sorcerer whose black robes were embellished with the symbols of various constellations and said:
“So, you are an astrologer?”

“The best astrologer on the continent, and the best evil sorcerer, the first-class scholar of the Abyssal City of Widia, Por Kaos, pays homage to you, Lord Governor of Transylvania.”

That black-robed goatman bowed his head to Murphy in an unassuming manner.

This was obviously an “entrance examination”.

It knew that it had to show its most professional side, so that its career in Transylvania could go more smoothly.

“I’ve been curious.”

Murphy reached out and placed his hand over his heart and began contacting Mannis to “ask for directions” and whispered to the black-robed astrologer again:

“After breaking the borders of the material world with the psychic energy possessed by the three crystals in front of us, how strong can the destructive power of the astral rips we can create be? You see, I am not a psychic energy master, and I do not understand much about this.”

“This…”

In the face of Murphy’s inquiry, Astrologer Poe hesitated for a moment, it stroked its well-groomed goatee and said:

“Strictly speaking, the destructive power of the Astral Rift is not directly linked to the total amount of spiritual energy we use, just breaking the boundary allows the furious and filthy Astral Spiritual Energy to be poured into the material world, so there is only one direct indicator linked to its destructive power, and that is the area of the Astral Rift we can open.

The larger the area of the torn rift, the stronger the destructive power of the Star Realm Spiritual Energy rushing into the material world, and the more things it can roll away when the rift recovers.

But there’s actually a little bit of a ‘trick’ involved.”

Goatman glanced at Murphy.

It seemed to have guessed the question Murphy really wanted to ask, so it softened its voice even more and said:

“If you want to strengthen the power of the Tearing Technique under an already fixed rift in the Star Realm, then I suggest that you choose a ‘chaotic area’ in the Star Realm.

It’s the kind of region where even Star Realm Demigods can’t survive in, where a terrifying ‘disorderly turbulence’ exists for a long period of time, which can make both the concepts of time and space lose their meaning, and once that kind of energy enters the material world, the power of the Star Realm Tearing Spell will undoubtedly be expanded to its maximum.

Nothing would remain in the area of the material world directly facing its impact.

But as I said, the destructive power of the Astral Tear triggered in this way is so strong that it has almost never appeared in the material world, which also means that we have to take risks.

Besides.
There are more than just Jackals in the Black Flame Pass right now, my Lord Governor, Lord Heather and those soldiers who have not yet had time to evacuate are trapped in it.

Once you choose to go this way, the Splintered Claw Jackals will certainly suffer heavy losses, but those who are still alive will surely die as well.”

“Heather will not die, she is the current ‘earthly body’ of the Dark Lord, and if she dies, the Dark Lord’s attempts to break the seal will be immediately ended, and the Dark Lord will have to protect her! Even in the astral realm she will continue to live until we find a way to get her back.”

Murphy spoke up, but then he fell silent.

Astrologer Poe had already reminded him that not all of the warriors in Black Flame Pass had retreated with the players to Fort Courageous when it fell, and while the evacuation of the rear was now complete, it was hard to tell if everyone in the rear few heavy positions had left.

The seventeen kilometer long position even if it was completely overrun by the Jackals there would definitely still be places where they could hide, once Murphy chose the most destructive Astral Riposte, that would mean that those who were still holding out in the position would also become victims of this counterattack.

They were certainly not too many in number though
“They’re hopeless, Lord Murphy!”

Cheche, one of Murphy’s diehards, exclaimed with his staff:
“Even if you don’t activate the spell, the power of that Dark Lord will engulf them, as well as the jackals and dog-heads who won’t let them go. It is a necessary sacrifice”

“Young man who knows nothing shut your mouth!”

The tired old Qin was out of his mind with anger this instant, roaring in rage and startling the loud-mouthed Che Che.

He looked like he was about to slap Che Che’s face, this young man was talking about “necessary sacrifices”, but he actually couldn’t understand the meaning of these five words in this situation.

The young man tried to retort, but he was pinned down by Brother Stick and Brother Meow Meow, and Badger even took out a piece of jerky and stuffed it into Che Che’s mouth to shut the mouth of this silent guy.

“Should we. Find a way to inform them?”

Mrs. Water whispered:

“Use psychic energy to amplify the sound, or something else.”

“Can’t be done!”

The female goatman spellcaster shook her head:

“Not to mention the fact that that side is being eroded by the Dark Lord’s power, making it difficult for ordinary psychic energy spells to take effect, that range alone is enough to make people despair. Those survivors are spread out over seventeen kilometers of battlefield, what method should you use to make them all hear your thoughts?

This was simply not something that could be done with psychic energy.

I think that the vampire-chan’s statement earlier was a bit silly, having to put a veneer of righteousness on his callous behavior, but he did make a good point.

The situation at hand, it’s amazing what some proper giving can get back.

This was the Black Plague, after all!

It’s a disaster for the entire continent, and if that legendary Venerable Lord Paying were here, he wouldn’t stop you from performing this tragic but necessary deed.”

Murphy raised his finger, signaling the others to be quiet.

In this scene of oppressive atmosphere, he activated the quantum communication with Tris and explained the current situation to the Grand Duke, he said:
“Ordinary methods can’t reach them, but you and I might be able to.”

“Do you mean to utilize the psychic perception triggered by the energy of desire?”

Tris’s side immediately understood Murphy’s idea, she hesitated and said:
“Okay, I’ll give it a try, it just so happens that Heru is also here to help, and some kind of detection psychic energy that he has mastered can help me spread the range of the mind stream. You get ready over there, Murphy, no matter how it turns out, there’s no room for hesitation right now.

The vanguard of the Splintered Claw Clan is withdrawing out of their positions, and they, too, are fearing the majesty of the Dark Lord.

If you want to inflict an effective kill on them, you must perform the spell immediately.”

“I understand, I will do it.”

Murphy returned.

At the same time, the voice of Mannis the Endless rang in Murphy’s ears:

“Jie Jie Jie, I have to admit that my dear thirteenth indentured servant, the previous twelve assholes who claimed to be the most powerful combined don’t even deserve to lick your toes in this piece of Creativity of Destruction. They didn’t have the guts to carry out an astral tear in the ancient kingdom of Calum, under the eyes of the Dragon Emperor, but not only did you do it, you had to maximize the destruction.

I’m beginning to believe the Creator didn’t choose you at random.

I have found a location for the Astral Turbulence you need, and the best part is that it’s close to the core territory of the Silver Wolf Hellsong, that damned wolf and I have a grudge and didn’t she send her heir to attack you?

This time we’ll settle old scores and new ones!

But something like throwing an evil god at the edge of her territory will definitely attract retaliation, I’m not afraid, I just want you to be prepared.”

“Let her come! I’m in enough trouble now, I’m not that far behind.”

Murphy returned with an expressionless face and reached out to grip the Star Realm Guide Staff, the radar module at the top of this metal staff spun up and began to locate the location of that turbulence in the Star Realm through Murphy’s and Mannis’s connection.

The goat spellcasters also began to cast spells under the leadership of the three leaders, and the players and all the psionics in Fort Courage were arranged in different areas to stabilize the psionic energy as the “spell human pillars” as before.

As long as Murphy locks the position and sends out a signal, the energy of the three crystals in front of him can instantly penetrate the border of the material world and send a real moment of closure for the Black Flame Mountain Pass.

But Murphy did not act immediately.

He looked at the location of the Black Flame Pass as he waited for the response of those destined to die.
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“I am Archduke Tris Cavendina Ka Lorraine Le Sombra of the Blood Vulture! You should all have heard of my name, and I am conveying a message to you at this time with the secret blood magic, and all those who have survived in the mountain pass position listen up!

The evacuation of the Black Flame Pass is complete, but the Jackals have used a psychic plague, and in order to protect the warriors in the rear, your Commander and Lord, Lady Heather, has released a dangerous spell to siphon off all the plague.

The cost is that right now the entire Black Flame Pass is at risk of being engulfed by the Evil Gods, and the Splintered Claw Jackals who single-handedly triggered this are withdrawing from their position.

They think they have won and are waiting for us to bend the knee and beg for mercy.

But Murphy, Lord of the Transylvanians, isn’t about to give them what they want!

He’s preparing a dramatic counterattack!

We can assure you that after the counterattack is executed it can cost the Split Claw Clan’s base camp all of their current strength, making the victory they have achieved a joke in an instant.

The problem, however, is that the cost of this counterattack is likely to be the complete demise of Black Flame Pass, and that includes you.

In the current situation, there is no way for us to penetrate deeper into the position to free you, and in order to seize the window of time, there is no way for us to leave more time for you to break out on your own.

The Dark Lord’s power is spreading, and I don’t want to hide it from you, but soldiers, the path of life left to you is cut short.”

With the help of Heru, the scouting psychic, Tris extended her senses across the entire range of the position, using the vampire’s localization of life to capture the signals of some of the beings that were still guarding various parts of the position.

She told them of the current situation in a Desire Energy mind call, and she said:

“Lord Murphy is waiting for your response, we know that there is no other option left for you, but we still want your understanding, it is after all your lives that are at stake”

“May I scold you all? Lady Tris.”

The first to respond was a frail voice.

Because Tris was presiding over the Energy of Desire causing the minds of all the perceived beings to be temporarily linked together in this moment, this response was audible to all the warriors who were still alive.

He appeared to be injured and still coughing in pain while confronted with his question Tris said with a stern face:

“You may, but I would advise against it.”

“Forget it then, you vampires aren’t afraid of being insulted anyway, so I’ll save my strength.”

The voice laughed, then he said seriously:
“My name is Patton!
Commander of the Blood Alliance Knights’ third retinue, the ‘Saber-Toothed Tiger’ regiment! My team has been killed or wounded, I’m trapped in a pit below position four, and I just fucked the dog-head who tried to sneak up on me, but I don’t think I’ll survive.

I respond to you and to Lord Murphy as Commander!

Please execute a counterattack immediately!
Please return the shame and defeat inflicted on us by the Jackals tenfold! My soldiers and I will cheer for you in hell or heaven.”

The voice fell silent and Tris pursed her lips as she asked:
“Do you have any family left? I might be able to .”

“Nope.”

Patton laughed and responded with the last of his strength:
“Who the hell would come to the Black Flame Pass to fight the Jackals if their families were happy and their husbands and wives were in love? Archduke Tris, don’t grieve for our departure, everyone alive here has countless reasons to die with the Jackals.

Dying in a glorious counterattack is not a curse for us, much less bad luck.

Those who live here are a bunch of broken spirits!
We died the moment we lost our lives, and now is but the final ride to our resting place, thanks to you all for giving us a chance to hold on to victory.

Ah, my head is killing me, assholes, speak up too, don’t just leave me alone.”

“On behalf of the entire Order, Hunter Gerth of the ‘Night Ravens’ regiment, the 7th Sovereigns of the Knights of the Blood League, requests that Lord Murphy begin his counterattack immediately!”

“Ensign Trillan Laurel of the Ranger Legion of the Kingdom of Castile, requesting a counterattack . Ahem.”

“Brass Fortress Artillery fuck! We are not traitors! We have not betrayed Mother Goddess Earth, and not every Brass Dwarf is as brazen as Khadr! In the name of Mother Goddess Gaia, launch a counterattack.

Kill a few more sons of bitches! Please.”

“Major Dunn Hopper, Infantry, Pioneer Battalion, Pioneer Legion, Kingdom of Goldfinch, requests a counterattack! Please tell my doomed and grieving mother that I will die a hero, worthy of her upbringing and the family name my father bequeathed to me as his bastard son.”

“Fuck! Dunn! You’re trapped too? Hell. Wait for me to save you! You still owe me money. No dying.”

“Ah, shut up, Ron, you dog, and let me enjoy some peace and quiet before I die, will you?”

A response was summarized to Tris through the stream of mind contact, silencing the Scarlet Witch who once didn’t care about life.

She dodged and leapt above the rear position, relying on positioning to save Major Ron, the loyal Captain Ironhand, and several trapped Goldfinch soldiers who were buried under the rubble with a shot of Scarlet Hand.

The rest .
It was all too far.

Tris looked toward the lightless position that had been enveloped by the Dark Lord’s aura, which was literally engulfing all light and hope like a black hole that was opening up.

He spoke to the men in his psychic contact:

“So, the request goes through, and the counterattack is about to begin! I salute you in the name of the Archduke of the Blood Vulture, to the dead.”

The Blood Vulture Archduke shut down the Desire Energy with an indescribable mind, she took a deep breath and kicked Heru, the scouting psychic next to her who had heard the whole thing because of her auxiliary mindstream, and who would be crying like a sissy, to be mindful of a little bit of the image problem of the Transylvanian soldiers.

The Archduke then activated quantum comms and said in a raspy voice to Murphy, who was waiting for instructions:

“The minds of those who go to the dead are made up, let’s begin!”

“Their last wish?”

“Kill a few more Jackals! The more the merrier, so that their journey to the Underworld will be lively.”

“Hmmm got it.”

(End of chapter)