Chapter 796: A feat never before seen in the Death Moon Cult New Year

Chapter 794 793.A feat the Death Moon Sect has never seen before-New Year’s Day Extra [2630

“What? The Jackals sent people, but instead of crossing the Baphomet Canyon, they dove headfirst into the Baphomet Dungeon?”

This will be in the Wolf Castle resting Murphy got Adele’s report, but the content is too strange to make the vampire lord did not react for a moment, he put down the handbook of Laneia martial arts in his hand, looked at his intelligence officer, puzzled and said:

“Do you mean that the Jackals really took the Baphomet cultists as a target?

I know that our players executed a baiting operation there, and I also know that a portion of the Jackal players were in the dungeon trying to stir up a fight between the two forces, but what exactly did they use to make the Jackals and the Goatmen pinch each other so hard?

It’s almost like two belligerent bulls.

We didn’t even have to exert much force before they literally crashed into each other.”

“The details are still being learned, the Nightmare Cultists have initiated a strange ritual that has turned the entire already blurry terrain of the dungeon into something more random and deadly, but initial predictions are that it should be faith related.”

E-sister gave a guess as she spoke softly:

“According to the information I received from Lady Velanthar, Nightmare Tyrant Baphomet took away the souls of the Jackals not knowing what he was doing, but this act is basically equivalent to directly provoking the Lord of the Hunt, which is, after all, the racial god of the Jackals, and protecting the souls of each and every one of them is a duty He has to fulfill.

But it was indeed a bit strange that the situation had gotten so intense to this degree all of a sudden.

The opposite side’s Grand Inspector Xu Gesen isn’t such a reckless commander, perhaps it’s because its Divine Chosen status has forced it to commit a portion of its elite to the Battle of Faith?”

“There’s no way for us to guess that, after all, we’re not the worms in Grand Inspector Hüggesen’s stomach either.”

Murphy waved his hand and said:

“But issues concerning faith are always so troublesome, now it seems that our vampires’ innate lack of the faith factor is rather a good thing for us, it means that we don’t need to invest our limited energy into such a waste of time.

Since the Jackal army is still in the Valley of the Shadow, that means we’ve gained more time.

Adele, get ready.

We’re going to tour the Maginot Defense Line in a while, and I have to see the results of Kudel’s work with my own eyes. Judging from the actual situation in the Barren Mountain battle zone, it’s still too optimistic to expect the Filthy Swamp to delay the Jackals, perhaps that decisive battle will soon be fought at our borders.

We may lose, we may die…”

Speaking here, the vampire lord glanced at Adele as he said softly:
“Are you afraid?”

“I would love to tell you that I am fearless.”

Adele didn’t answer directly, she just came behind Murphy and reached out with fingers that could easily slit a jackal’s throat and rubbed Murphy’s shoulders with the gentlest of force, her long hair hanging low and sweeping down right over Murphy’s neck answered again softly:
“But the truth of the matter is that if even you are not certain of victory, then I can hardly show confidence, though it is not necessary to really say how much I fear it. Fate is advancing, it has begun to accelerate, and there is nothing that can easily stop it until what it wants to shape takes the stage.

Least of all, I know I can still be by your side as I head towards eternal silence.”

“Listen to what you’re saying, Adele, you’re turning into a horrible love brain.”

Murphy laughed and relaxed, leaning back in his chair to enjoy the moment of Adele’s shoulder rub, and after a few seconds, he said:
“How much do you know about the situation over on the Chardonnay Peninsula?”

“Not much, the information barrier of the Brass Fortress is still in effect and even the Clan of Thorns scouts can’t get close enough to get there, but the information that has been shared has proved that the Elves, Sanghai and Shield Dwarves, as well as the human expeditionary forces have all broken away from that fortress into the vast area of the Gorgons Pass.

They were still there, fending off the jackals.

The Brass Fortress remains solid, and surprisingly after being abandoned by Mother Gaia, the Brass Dwarves don’t seem to have been devastated by it, but have instead become tougher and more brutal.”

“That’s just the appearance.”

Murphy didn’t want to talk about this topic, nor was he interested in discussing with Adele about the short-term prosperity that an extremely free market economy would bring to a country and the subsequent slide into the abyss.

This was not his area of expertise.

Therefore, he continued to ask:

“Did our emissaries in Chardonnay Harbor not bring back any news?”

“Yes. Professor Malcolm will be returning to Transylvania on a dirigible in a day’s time, and he has something important to talk to you and Consul Miriam about, and it’s rumored that little Sherron will be coming back with him as well.”

Adele gave a little laugh and said:
“I’ve heard it’s because little Sherron’s uncle’s secret help in procuring large quantities of contraband for us was discovered and exposed, resulting in the loss of her uncle’s public office and his notoriety in Chardonnay Harbor, so you may be about to welcome a sizeable family of halflings under your rule.”

“That’s a good thing.”

Murphy smiled back and said:

“Well then, let’s wait until Professor Malcolm and our hero, little Sherron, return, and speaking of which, has that restless Third Lord harassed you in the past few days?”

“No. She seems to be afraid of me.”

E-sister bit her lip and said suspiciously:
“No, it’s not me she’s afraid of, it’s you or Archduke Tris. She always avoids walking around me, but I have also noticed that there is always someone spying on me when I bathe and change my clothes, and I’m guessing it’s her. I’m curious, what exactly did Archduke Tris use to turn her into what she is today?”

“Don’t be curious, it wasn’t anything good.”

Murphy reached out and tapped his finger on Adele’s cheek.

This action means that this is a “taboo topic”, Adele nodded obediently, looked around, after confirming that no one was around, leaned down, gently kissed the corner of her master’s mouth and then stuck out her tongue rather boldly.

Luckily, she was recognized by Tris as a “junior”.

Otherwise, Murphy would have to worry that Adele, like poor Lord Yvette, would be asked the fatal question by a certain Grand Duke Tris who suddenly appeared by the bedside and did not want to disclose her name.

At the same time when Lord Murphy was busy playing let’s-be-shy kissing games with his century-old lover, in the big backwater of Transylvania, amidst the ruins of the city of Sikor, the little mummy and her Moon Tantra as well as some of the Undead School players who had returned to the backwater to take a leave of absence were busy.

They were working together on a “project”.

The goal was simple, to create an undead statue as fast as possible using the raw materials of Xike City, and drive it to support the front line to kill all the jackals!

Speaking of the Undead Colossus, this was the iconic beast unit of the Church of the Dead Moon.

It is a kind of construct that brings undead tectonics to an extremely high level, and is usually molded into the image of monsters from the mythology of the Sanghai, such as the Hades Scorpion and the Three-Headed Dog, while the more literate constructs will use the Sphinx Colossus, which represents wisdom, and the standard undead Colossus of the Sanghai Empire is the Anubis Colossus, which is the one with the strongest destructive power.

But really, for the Undead Colossus itself, how it looks doesn’t affect its essence.

This thing was very powerful, but its principle was exactly the same as the Skeletal Pegasus that the necromancer Bella had made for Murphy’s Hall of Fame players, to put it simply, both of them were stuffing spirits into constructs made from undead material, and then using the secret method of death to make them move. Of course the larger the undead colossus was, the more spirit bodies were needed, and the reasoning for this was simple, just like how you couldn’t really charge a spaceship with a number five battery.

Moreover, there is an advanced product on top of the undead colossus branch, which is a real 100-star colossus lord named “Death Titan”.

According to the small mummy’s exaggerated description, each death titan has the strength to destroy a city alone, is the existence of the high point of destructive power in the military system of the Sanghai Empire, and is also the highest force of the Church of the Death Moon.

The Death Moon Priests hadn’t been messing with this kind of stuff for a day or two, and their techniques and everything were very pure, so after gathering all the members under the Order, Nefertari began to assign tasks in preparation for taking care of the most traditional Anubis Giant’s torso molding in the city of Xicao.

As for the spirits needed to drive the body, they were naturally those from the Baphomet Formation.
Naturally, it was those Twisted Rage Spirits collected from Baphomet’s position.

However, before starting the construction, there was a clash of ideas on the side of the players, these players of the Necromancy school looked at the construction diagram of the Anubis Giant provided by the little mummy and then started the raucous mode.

“Wow, what era is this, how can we still build this stupid death bipedal robot?”

The current “leader” of the Undead School, veteran player Honest Dog Egg, clad in an invisible hood made from the skin of a Star Realm wolf and leaning on his staff of decay, loudly spat out:

“And this thing is not handsome at all, okay? It’s just an oversized mummy with a little bit of Sanghai flair, no no no! It’s a Transylvanian undead statue, it has to be Transylvanian.”

“Huh? Transylvanian style? What style does Transylvania have? There wasn’t even a death spirit energy node here before!”

The Demon of the Mountain next to him, Pogon, scoffed as he hugged his arms:
“But I also don’t see the point in spending so much material to make a seven-meter-tall giant mummy, this thing’s attack style is too common, it’s just the simplest punches and stomps, and one more death spit doesn’t change its weak firepower, how can it be limited to cold weapon combat when it’s all playing with the ‘Spiritual Energy Gang Daiki’? How can it still be limited to cold weapon combat?

If I say, why don’t we give this Anubis giant eight hands, and then let Brother Loyalty give it a set of customized firepower platform, it’s really a pity that such a big man doesn’t play some tricks.

Why don’t we just build the Hades Scorpion?
Then we can build a cannon or something behind the scorpion?

Hey, a walking Necro Tank, sounds awesome! I’ve even thought of a name, let’s call it ‘Fierce Marshal’.”

“Fuck! Do you have a copyright? You’re using it all over the place!”

Saiki, the Demon of Heaven, flapped his wings as he flew around, flexing his knees like a bat out of hell as he landed on a collapsed stone pillar, waving his hands again as he shouted to his fellow brothers:

“We all mean the same thing, we all think that this undead colossus that only attacks with cold weapons has wasted this big man, in that case, let’s just unify our thoughts, let’s get a plan out, then we’ll give Mentor Nefertari a word.

I think her brain is quite fond of trying new things, as long as we can come up with a better design, she will definitely agree.

And have you noticed?
The spirits that the little mummy brought back this time are the souls of the heroes when the Dogby Jackals used the subspace gap to raid the position, they are all our comrades in arms!
I saw Colonel Duke.
Gee, it’s really miserable, he only has the will to fight now, that spirit is very berserk, so our new design must take care of the characteristics of these war spirits, to give them full use of their destructive power.

To put it simply, they must be handsome, fierce and powerful enough, only then can we attract more budding newcomers to invest in the research of Dark Stream’s gameplay like us.”

“Then why don’t we just build Abominations?”

Honest Dogman cocked his head in thought and said:
“That thing has a simple structure, it can be put together with the most common skeletons, and the most important thing is that the destructive power isn’t weak yet, so if we use the mechanical prosthetics from Loyal Brother’s side to modify it, we can utilize the might of a ‘God of War’.”

“You still haven’t gotten out of the thinking of cold weapon confrontation, doggy, not that I’m talking about you, without the ability to free your mind, how can you get powerful enough?”

Demon of the Moon Curse Blue spat:
“It’s all been said, to have Transylvanian characteristics! Do you understand? Don’t always use the Undead Plague of Heaven thing to make up the numbers, last time we proposed to change the Underworld Knights into Death Knights, and we almost got punched by the little mummy in the face, have you forgotten?”

The group of death brothers fell into silence.

They had a lot of tawdry ideas, but the more they studied the systematic knowledge of death, the more they could feel that all sorts of pie-in-the-sky ideas would be absurd and useless when they fell into place, and the more they studied the more they could feel their own ignorance, making a group of heteronormative necromancers feel unusually helpless.

This how to discuss can’t get a decent new idea, always in the past thinking mode to play around, and then sadly found that no matter what kind of construction proposal, there is no way to suppress people in all aspects of the original classic design of the Church of the Dead Moon.

This is also very normal.

People had been playing this for over a thousand years, and their deep theoretical foundation and practical experience could never be broken by just a few flirty ideas.

Just when the players were at a loss, the real “big shot” of their group, the Pantsless Demon, teleported over from the field hospital of the Maginot Defense Line, wearing a set of doctor’s robes when he came over.

“Yo, what are you guys talking about?”

Feng came over and saw his usual playful brothers gathering together to sulk, he curiously went up and asked, and soon figured out what was going on under the others’ chatter, then he scratched his head and said:

“That.
I’m actually curious as to why you guys must limit yourselves to the topic of making colossal statues out of undead material. The essence of tectonics is to mold a self-preserving and strengthened shell for a humongous spirit, and then use death psychic energy to make the two merge into one, mimicking the posture one would have when alive.

This stuff focuses on the spirit body rather than the external construction.

From that point on, you guys want to increase firepower and destructive power, so wouldn’t it be better to just use steel?”

“Huh-uh-uh-uh!!!”

Honest Dogman’s eyes rounded as he looked towards Feng, who was maintaining a subtle smile, and exclaimed:
“So, do you mean”

“Yeah, all played Starcraft, right?”

Ah Fung maintained his smile, revealing a wise-cracking look as he said:
“Are the Dragon Riders of the Divine Race familiar?

You see, the principle is actually the same, we happen to have the Halfling’s Steam Walker in our hands, I thought of the Dragon Rider when I first saw that.

The armor is strong enough, the firepower is fierce enough!
Most importantly, it’s a mobile firepower platform in its own right, fully capable of being constantly retrofitted with new types of weapons.

We don’t even need to think about the crew, spirit manipulation without fear of death is what maximizes the destructive power of this mechanical colossus.

Most importantly, I know that there are two strange steam secret puppets on the old Flywheel’s side, and the halflings have this similar technology in their hands! Fusing it with the technology of the Church of the Dead Moon would open up new frontiers in undead tectonics!”

“Crap! You old boy are a god!”

Ah Fung’s proposal made a group of necromancers drop their jaws in shock, but after careful consideration they realized it was the perfect idea!
They surrounded Ah Feng and screamed, and then the group hurriedly ran to the little mummy and talked about Ah Feng’s idea.

“What the what?”

Nefertari was already preparing to collect undead materials and start working on it, when she heard her apprentices’ wild idea of bringing undead and machinery together. Crap, what kind of blasphemous idea is this?

The little mummy’s first reaction was to berate them for not following tradition, but then that watered down brain wondered what kind of thinking was going on, and all in all, after a few seconds, she rubbed her chin and said:
“Hmmm that feels like fun, try it then?”

(End of chapter)