Chapter 82 81 Small Players Have Great Wisdom [2160

Chapter 82 81. Small Players Have Great Wisdom [2160

(Extra for brother ‘Huo whole quite well’ [6/20])
Mrs. Adele was blocked from approaching the tent by Bonnie, the “personal guard” that Tris had adopted, until Murphy and Phineas lifted the tent and came out.

“Protect Tris at all costs!”

Murphy said to the crazy, yet loyal and trustworthy vampiress in front of him, who was cloaked and unkempt.

The latter surveyed Murphy with her blood-colored pupils in a mischievous look moved her high nose again, seemingly smelling Murphy’s similar scent to Lord Tris, so she snapped and reached out to clap her hand on her chest.

In the midst of the trembling sway of that towering thing, she said in a muffled voice:

“Shall live up to the task!”

“Very well, the place is yours.”

Murphy nodded, winked at Mrs. Adele, and the three vampires turned to leave.

Tris said that she used her mental illusions to weave new memories for this crazy Bonnie, and the fact that Missy hadn’t been able to unravel the false memories on her own for thirty years was a good indication of Tris’s superb talent in this area, so Murphy wasn’t worried about this crazy silver vampire getting out of control.

What he was full of worry about now was the trouble on Missy.

“Lord Murphy!”

As she walked into the woods beyond the camp, Lady Adele removed six scarlet glossy vampire hearts from her psionic bag and suspended them in the air in a gesture of respect to her honored elder.

Murphy was mildly surprised to see the haul.

The mission he gave to Lady Adele was originally only three, but he didn’t expect that his blood descendants were really competitive, of course, this also side by side proved the strength of the Half-Elf Stalker + Sinful Descendant’s Blood in the Black Night Battlefield.

“It seems you do have a wish that you desperately want to fulfill.”

Murphy didn’t be polite with his own blood descent.

He took five of them and pushed the remaining one with the strongest blood scent of the hunt back to Lady Adele, the blood essence that could further enhance her power.

As he said, he was always quite generous when it came to his loyal subordinates.

“Speak, your wish.”

Murphy asked.

Mrs. Adele glanced quizzically at the disoriented Missy next to her, but she didn’t have much time to think before turning back to Murphy and saying very seriously:
“I have resolved to embrace my new life and dedicate my all to your cause as a sharp blade in your shadow, but my last wish as Adele still yearns to be fulfilled.

I wish.
. that you will no longer be hostile to the Duchess of Phemis!
I do not believe she is a threat to your cause, and I hope you will see her as an equal partner! If you can, I hope you will treat the Great Lady as kindly as you treat your warriors and your people.”

Adele’s wish sounded rather outrageous.

But considering the fact that the sacred link between blood descendants and their honored elders that relied on blood could always be the one to detect certain thoughts of their honored elders more acutely than strangers, Lady Adele’s request wasn’t really without merit.

She must have sensed the hidden hostility and wariness of Murphy’s heart towards Phineas, so she could only come up with this plan.

“Alas.”

This request was actually not outside Murphy’s expectations.

Just as a Blood Descendant could sense the mind of an Exalted Elder, as an Exalted Elder he was even more perceptive to Adele’s changing emotions.

He could sense Adele’s feelings towards Phineas, which contained gratitude, loyalty and a kind of…. Well, let’s just call it “adoration”.

Now that Adele was of his blood, it was understandable that the loyal butler would want to win a valuable friendship for his former master.

But the point is, it’s no longer a question of whether Murphy is hostile to Fermis or not!
The trouble that was planted two hundred and twenty-five years ago in the person of Miss Fermis has dragged all of us right now into a death spiral from which there is no escape.

“You hear me out first.”

Murphy reached out and placed his hand on Mrs. Adele’s shoulder, and in short statements and onomatopoeic techniques, he spoke of the situation that Phimis was now facing, and Mrs. Adele’s cold yet playful face was filled with shock.

Especially when she heard about the possible death threat posed by the Blood League Knights, she subconsciously clasped the hilt of her sword at her waist.

She said in a mute voice:

“We have to kill them! We can’t let them get close to Cadman City! They’re heading into the Tainted Swamp now that’s an opportunity! I can contact my mother there. Anyway, we still have a chance!
But it must be done with determination.”

“No, it’s impossible.”

Missy Femis leaned against a tree.

She hugged her arms like a weak mortal and said in a mute voice:

“That was an elite knight led by a Knight Lord, and the one at the head was a gold ranked powerhouse, and all the elite knights under his command were silver ranked! The core members of the Blood Alliance Knights are only 300 people, but they can become the most powerful arbiter in the seven clans relying on the force that crowns the Blood Clan and even the continent.

It is impossible for such a team to be defeated by a hasty ambush, we must find another way.”

“Unite with the witch hunters and kill the Blood Vulture Cloister! Strive to resolve all of this within three days, wiping out all traces feinting to do the destruction brought about by the tearing of the astral realm.

It’s the only viable option at the moment.”

With his hands behind his back, Murphy raised his head in the dark forest and looked at the twinkling starlight overhead.

He said in a deep voice:

“You must submit to this tactic, I have no plans to abandon this place at all per se, and I don’t want all the work I’ve put into this to go to waste.

I think you all have your own reasons for fighting, and I don’t have the time or the inclination to convince you of that.

But I will go forward to meet with the witch hunters in three hours.

Tris will be traveling with me.

If you can’t make up your minds, then leave, and I can pretend I’ve never seen you before.”

With that said, Murphy turned toward the depths of the forest.

He had picked up the scent of a few of his smaller players over there, and intended to go see what they were up to where they were hiding.

And after he left, Mrs. Adele worriedly looked towards the pale Miss Phymis, she had already learned why Missy’s memories were different from hers, but there was no bitterness of being deceived instead she was full of pity.

The first thirty years of Missy’s life had been a carefully fabricated lie, and her own father had planned it all himself.

The Mother of Darkness is above, and it’s a horrible thing to think about.

“Missy!”

Mrs. Adele stepped forward to say something, but Phimis just waved her hand and walked to the other side of the forest alone with her head hung low.

She said wearily:
“Don’t follow me, Adele, leave me alone. Please, my friend.”
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“Quickly! The stars of the lower moon are rising! We’ve set aside 30 minutes of playtime just for this moment.”

Deep in the woods of this survivor camp, Brother Woo Meow’s group was busy arranging something on their hands and knees around an odd tree stump.

They were all atheists born under the red flag, and it was their first time to engage in this kind of feudalistic and superstitious ceremony.

Black Silk Brother pinched a thick smoldering incense and positioned it on a silver shelf.

For their part, Ring Punch and Sanwu Dou carried baskets of hand-picked fresh berries and piles of air-dried bay leaves respectively, while the electronic chimera Old Qu grabbed a candle used to light the fire.

Oooh Meow’s old watch pretender, who didn’t use his hands, was carrying a bucket of a strange powder bought from a witch hunter, spinning around in a circle and sprinkling it around the stump, chanting as he did so.

The whole thing was a not-so-skillful cult scene!
Let hide in the shadows of the next treetop Murphy watch with interest, he probably guessed what the six people of the woo meow brother to do, this is probably to try the woo meow brother from the witch hunters to learn the natural rituals.

As he watched, Brother Woo Meow, who had made his debut as the main character of this ritual, had changed into a linen robe as required, presumably gotten from the camp storehouse.

He also wore a nondescript grass ring around his head.

This was indeed a requirement of some kind of ritual of the old religion of nature, but how that grass ring looked strange, perhaps these brown men made it up themselves? The craftsmanship is really bad, the little girl in kindergarten is more skillful than you guys, ah hey!
“I’ll be damned if this ceremony is going to work!”

As a “feudal superstition creature”, although Murphy did not have much experience in feudal superstition, but he was a vampire after all, and with a glance from the eyes of a transcendental creature, he could find at least seven mistakes in the ceremony of these six small players.

This made him deeply lament in his heart that his otherworldly warriors were really brown to do this kind of work for the first time.

But try it, it’s not a big problem.

If the small players could really try out a new career system, Murphy would be considered to have earned a lot.

However, when they clumsily took care of this ritual preparation still needed some time, Murphy simply touched out a large blood-red vampire heart from his psychic energy bag.

This thing was not one of the five blood essences that Adele had offered him, but was from his own hunt.

It was a blood essence that belonged to Jed.

He looked at the vampire’s heart in his hand, the latter’s haunting scarlet emanating a mysterious and long-lasting aura in the darkness of the night, but no matter how he looked at it, he could feel a wave of absence and weakness present in it.

Originally, the blood essence of a silver ranked vampire after death should be a bit more radiant, however, that group of unlucky bastards didn’t know what kind of nightmare they had encountered in the Blood Buzzard’s Cloisters, causing them to enter into a weakness that was difficult to recover from one by one, resulting in Murphy’s loot not being as full as it normally would have been.

But this was not a bad thing for Murphy.

He, a vampire who had just entered the Black Iron rank was going to absorb the blood essence of the Silver rank would probably be in the same awkward situation as last time.

The power wouldn’t even be absorbed yet, and he wouldn’t be able to hold himself up first.

Now that the potential of the Black Iron rank had begun to be unleashed, there should not be that kind of situation of “not being able to replenish the deficiency”, and the last time when he absorbed the blood essence, he had gotten a hint that this thing could not be used frequently or else there would be very serious after-effects.

Murphy also got the specific usage from Tris.

To summarize it is that vampires can use at most one in each stage of power, more will cause problems, after all, this thing is essentially from other vampires to take power, and occasionally will also take some strange things.

For example, certain obsessions or evil thoughts of the heart’s owner, Tris said she knew of at least seven unlucky bloods who had to be euthanized by various clans because they had gone completely insane due to indiscriminately sucking on blood essences of unknown origin.

This warning might be somewhat exaggerated, but it was obvious that Tris didn’t want Murphy to rely on this kind of killing of fellow clansmen in order to get strong quickly, and this unique mechanism was probably a forbidden measure that creatures like vampires had evolved in order to prevent killing each other.

Just as the prions in the human brain was a reason.

“Snap.”

The haunting scarlet vampire heart shattered open in Murphy’s five clenched fingers.

The mass of essence that was like a blood mist was drawn into his mouth and nose with a graceful gesture, and a prompt popped up quickly from the character card in front of him:

[Blood Essence – Blood Vulture] Fusion, this essence is from Bernard Jed Le Sombra, and will draw random abilities from the opponent’s power traits to grant the user.

Since the opponent’s strength is much higher than the user’s, the number of power traits extracted will increase, and the newborn’s power traits will decay to their initial level.

Power Extraction in .
I. Racial Talent [Scarlet Wings] Strengthened.

The user’s manifested wings will be stronger and more powerful, able to withstand more attacks without collapsing, allowing the user to travel through the sky at a faster speed.

Since the user already has the Rare Template – Enhanced Racial Talent [Sky Mastery], the effect of the [Scarlet Wings] enhancement has been increased again.

Flight speed is increased to [1.25x the speed of sound] in daylight environments.

In the night environment, the speed of swift flight is increased to [2x the speed of sound].

II. Racial Talent [Night Bat Inheritance] enhanced.

The user’s Bat Transformation skill will be extended to include [Night Bat Swiftness], which allows the user to temporarily transform their body into a bat swarm when hit by a weapon in battle, nullifying the hit.

This technique has no proficiency level, but requires active release!

Cannot dodge attacks that cannot be sensed.

Unable to dodge large range psychic attacks.

III. Skill extraction is:

Summoning – Scavenging Black Crow [Midnight Hunter Special Skill], current skill level is “Beginner”.

As the user has the Specialization – Otherworldly Creature Summoning, the effect of this Summoning Technique has been upgraded to: Summoning Technique – Scavenging Crow, allowing the user to summon a flock (≥5) of vicious and bloodthirsty Scavenging Crows to attack the enemy at the cost of consuming Darkness Psychic Energy, the creature’s attacks have a weak Psychic Energy Attack and inflict a Bleed result.

The number and duration of the summoning depends on the total amount of psychic energy the user expends.

IV. Skill Boost:
The Grave Swordguard Swordsmanship skill cap is raised to [Proficient], and the current proficiency level is [Skilled].

Tip!

The proficiency increase penalty for this sword skill is 3x the learning time consumed before the official transfer, so please make your own Grave Badge as soon as possible to complete the Grave Swordguard transfer.

End of Power Extraction!

“Four power-ups? Cool!”

Murphy opened his eyes in satisfaction, and he could feel a little tickle in his back at his ribs.

According to Tris’s previous reminder, it takes a month for a vampire to complete the growth of his own blood wings after crossing the Black Iron rank, but now with the help of Lord Jade’s Essence, Murphy felt that he might be able to have his own batwings in a day or two.

Although this thing was an illusionary type of psychic organ that could be retrieved from the body at any time, it needed to grow solid when it was first shaped.

That process was said to be painless, and many vampires didn’t even feel much when they grew their wings.

But this means that the vampire is going back to the “Night Bat” of the eternal sinners, just like the previous Jopan Makkie, who would tear off his human disguise and enter the more vicious Wolf Bat when he entered the battle state.

The higher the vampire’s power level, the more they will move away from their human form towards their racial origins, which can basically be viewed as a phenomenon of “returning to one’s roots”.

This is Tris’s conclusion, Murphy is convinced.

He would never doubt Tris.

And the small players below had finally dawdled through this ritual preparation after Murphy had finished absorbing the power of the blood essence.

As Murphy watched in amusement, Brother Woo Meow stepped forward and fell to his knees in front of the stake.

It was obvious that he was nervous.

But with a flourish, he followed the hints given by the witch hunter, holding a lit bay leaf in his hand and placing it on top of the incense, the strangely colored fire igniting in the light of the stars above his head, and then letting the scent of the incense spread all around him.

Sanwu Doo hurriedly handed over a basket of berries, while Brother Woo Meow held it aloft and slowly placed it in front of the incense.

“Ah, great God of Avalon, I pray for your blessings…”

Brother Woo Meow cried out in his own broken voice, almost making Murphy laugh out loud.

Though the vampire didn’t quite understand some of the tricks of the old nature religion and the natural heritage of the elves, he was certain that the prefix “great” couldn’t be applied to Nature’s Avalon.

The astral deity didn’t like it when his followers referred to him as “great”.

According to Mother Tris, a historian with a specialization in theology, each deity had its own unique character, which was often reflected in the prefixes of their titles.

Oooh, I think I’m going to get hit hard this time.

Murphy thought so.

He had already lost interest in this doomed ceremony and was about to turn around and leave but suddenly froze his body.

Because behind him, he felt an invisible but majestic gaze descending here, causing the vampire to panic and want to flee, and in the next instant, Brother Whoop Meow shouted out in excitement as if he was having a seizure:
“Hey! Master Dao I’ve made it!”

(End of chapter)