Chapter 83 82 An Old Man in the Family Has a Treasure [2260]

Chapter 83 82. Family Has an Old Man, If There’s a Treasure [2260

(Extra for brother ‘Huo整挺好'[7/20】)
Murphy would gladly call the vampire stranglehold that took place in Cadman City a great victory.

His little players performed quite well in this battle, although they didn’t directly fight against the more powerful silver ranked vampires, those unlucky servant vampires of Jade’s group were almost all defeated at the hands of the little players.

Eight of them were tackled after being cut down alone.

It seemed like a great victory, but if it was only counted on the side of the small players, then the victory was more or less unsatisfactory.

40 small players attacked 12 minion vampires, and 23 of them were killed, and this was even in the case of a surprise attack plus a numerical advantage, so it could be seen that this level of small players would basically be given away when they encountered a black iron vampire that could fly when their number was less than five.

But this also shows that can survive in such a grueling battle in the small players are all “koi”, they may be fighting force dish, but the luck is absolutely good.

Murphy does not doubt this point.

But in this situation, it is difficult to use “luck” to describe the situation of Brother Meow Meow, right?

In a ritual full of mistakes, a standard atheist called out the name of God in a perfunctory tone, and even added the wrong fucking prefix!

For those who know, you’re here for the transfer ceremony, for those who don’t, you’d think you’d come here specifically to blaspheme!

But that’s it!
That’s it?
Shit!
Is this Avalon, the legendary god of nature and elves, who stopped answering their prayers during the Ten Years’ War due to the betrayal of the old religion, blind?

Murphy, who had stiffened his body, felt that obscure gaze disappear in an instant, so he turned his head back to once again look at Brother Woo Meow, who had been wrapped up in the emerald green wind of the forest below.

He wasn’t worried about being noticed by the “God’s Gaze”.

He was a vampire, a descendant of eternal sin, an existence that all gods avoided.

Of course, that’s not to say that vampires are that powerful.
Well, to use a poor example, if you saw a piece of dog shit on the road, you wouldn’t go over there to take a closer look, would you?

Unfortunately, despite the fact that vampires have been reluctant to admit it and have persistently launched determined verbal and physical attacks on all other ethnic groups that hold such views, that’s pretty much how they’ve been portrayed in the eyes of the gods.

Needless to say, this sounds like a tragedy in every way.

But this would not be the time to reflect on the vampire’s civilized discipleship!
Murphy watched with wide eyes as Brother Woo Meow, who was having a seizure below, was currently surrounded and wrapped up in the emerald green winds that were pouring out of the forest, which was clearly some sort of supernatural force manifesting itself in the physical world, and the basket of fresh berries was decaying at a rapid rate, as the laurel leaves on the incense continued to release some sort of aroma.

In its place, a rather marvelous change was taking place in Brother Woo Meow.
As a test administrator, Murphy could more clearly sense that the spiritual energy that made up the physical projection of Woo Meow Brother was being changed in its “nature”.

The emerald green power from natural spiritual energy was filling his body, thus paving a different career path for him.

Murphy can forcefully interrupt this process by kicking Woo Meow Brother offline.

But he didn’t do that.

Instead, he also opened the Core Treasure Bead and pulled up the text that was jumping and swiping on the player interface on Woo Meow Brother’s Operational Treasure Bead at the moment, intending to take a close peek at the first official transmogrifier change in the little player’s family:

[Avalon watches over you!
Your talent and your offerings as well as your pure and honest character have attracted the God of Nature, and He has decided to grant you some power to guide you on the right path!
Nature’s Spiritual Energy Enhancement. Attribute turnover opens!
Strength: 6 → 3
Dexterity: 6→4
Endurance: 5→6
Thinking: 4→8
Perception: 5→5
Charisma: 4→4
Occupation changeover opens!
The current profession ‘Apprentice of Spiritual Energy’ can be changed to ‘Church of Avalon – Apprentice of Oak’, yes/no?
Can you accept the secondary profession ‘Farmer – Seed Breeding Specialist’, yes/no?

“F*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck! I’ve made it!”

Brother Woo Meow clearly noticed the changes that were happening on his player interface as well.

The attributes had been readjusted, and although the total was still a pitiful 30 points, the attribute panel had clearly been adjusted to a template more suitable for spellcasters, which was a small way of fulfilling Brother Woo Meow’s small wish to become a noble master of the law.

In the face of this likely “hidden profession” transfer prompt, he did not hesitate and shouted in a rude tone that was completely uncharacteristic of a clergyman:
“Turn, turn, turn! Turn the horse!”

“Swish!”

The emerald green winds that surrounded him cheered at that moment and surged into Brother Whoop Meow’s torso, causing his entire body to fall to the ground in a blackout and the interface to change once again:
[Church of Avalon – Oak Apprentice Profession transfer completed! Currently a level 1 Oak Apprentice.

New Talent – Elementary Nature Affinity gained!
Your perception of natural psychic energy is sharper and gains natural resistance, perception of other psychic energy is weakened.

New Talent- Heart of the Forest Gained!
You treat natural environments such as forests, jungles, grasslands, etc. as ‘Preferred Terrain’ and receive a temporary boost to all attributes except Charisma in that terrain.

New Talent – Breeding gained!
You can now learn and select different seeds to cultivate with natural psychic energy to give them different effects and become your unique spellcasting resources.

New skill [Thorn Technique I] acquired!
Summon weakly poisonous psychic thorns to wrap around yourself or your teammates, applying additional physical defense equal to cloth armor level and increasing natural resistance, as well as dealing counterattack damage to melee attackers.

In preferred terrain where thorns are present, the psychic thorns are replaced with solid thorns, increasing the physical defense effect to [Leather Armor] rank.

New skill [Root Entanglement I] acquired!
Summon Psychic Roots to entangle your target, immobilizing them and applying a slowing effect that is not interrupted by attacks and lasts until the user runs out of Psychic Energy.

In preferred terrain where vines are present, psychic vines will be replaced with solid vines, causing the [Slow Down] effect to be increased to [Immobilize] and the number of entanglements to be increased.

New Skill [Psychic Energy Shock – Nature’s Rage I] gained!
You can now unleash Nature Psychic Energy with the Psychic Energy Blast technique and deal Psychic Energy damage with weak Poison and Energy Shock effects to enemies.

This skill is a branch skill of the Psychic Energy Shock technique, and its proficiency inherits from the Psychic Energy Shock technique, which is currently [Skilled].

New Skill [Wind of Rejuvenation I] acquired!
You can now convert your natural psychic energy into healing energy to apply healing effects to yourself or your teammates, with the speed at which it takes effect depending on the Thought Attribute].

“Shit! Old me is awesome now! Being able to fight and nurse at the same time, I feel like I’m invincible already!”

The excited Brother Woo Meow jumped around in place like a monkey, but soon he noticed that the other brothers were looking at him with strange expressions.

“Uh? What are you guys looking at? Never seen such an awesome oak apprentice before?”

Woo Meow proudly posed in place in a rah-rah Pose, but Murphy, who was hiding in the treetops, would have covered his stomach and almost laughed out loud by now.

Green, green!
Brother Woo Meow is green.

Probably because of the natural spiritual energy affinity of the cause of the grass ring he wore on his head actually grew new shoots, so that Brother Meow Meow at this time on the head of the green oil, no wonder the other buddies are also a speechless expression to ask the heavens.

“Shit!”

Quickly realizing that something was wrong, Brother Woo Meow took off the grass ring and slammed it hard on the ground, cursing:

“This bullshit deity.”

“Boom!”

Before he could finish his sentence, a bright green light fell from the sky and hit Brother Meow Meow right on the head, making him fall to the ground as if he had been struck by lightning.

“A god’s punishment? Hey, Avalon boss, are you serious?”

He opened his mouth and spewed out a wisp of black smoke.

Just now, he was given a hard blow for disrespecting the gods making his whole body uncomfortable, and he was also hooked up to a [Blasphemy] Weakness Debuff that lasted for two hours.

This was probably some sort of warning from Avalon?

“Hey brother, are you alright you?”

The Big Four were laughing themselves silly from where they were.

Only the old table pretending not to use his hands rushed up to help Brother Woo Meow up, the latter tremblingly patted his own cousin’s shoulder, lamenting that it was still his own family that was reliable.

He then took out that Avalon’s Blessed Sacred Blade Sewing Product from his psychic energy bag, and realized that that faith requirement on it had already been satisfied, and that he could finally use this Seiko – Commander-in-Chief Grade Super Powerful Divine Warrior.

This thing was definitely the most powerful weapon currently in a player’s hands!
Just by seeing Brother Woo Meow’s finger lightly rubbing on the blade of that Hunting Sword, a faint cloud of ethereal blue purifying fire burned along the blade, and the other people who watched it cried out in admiration.

However, before he could look handsome for more than ten seconds, Woo Meow’s face turned pale as he threw the imitation Holy Blade back into his bag again. It couldn’t be helped, it consumed too much energy!

It wasn’t something he should be using at his level, and burning it for ten seconds was enough to drain all of his natural spiritual energy.

In the end, even when the old religion still existed, the Oak Apprentice was only the lowest level in the belief system, so it was only right that he was weak!

“But I was given three talents and four skills at once! Although the occupation level is zeroed out, but the character level is retained, a solid gain!”

Brother Woo Meow snapped his fingers in triumph, sitting on the stake and speaking to the other five brothers:
“What about you guys? Do you guys want to turn? It just so happens that the stuff is all there, why don’t we get it together?”

“It’s obviously a mixed profession of spells + healing.”

The Four Great Vajra shook their heads.

They were actually quite clear about their career plans, and they all knew that the healing profession was the existence of a beating group sweeping the floor, preferring to be a T who did the hard work.

“Uh, brother, I still prefer a more violent career.”

Pretending not to use his hands also scratched his head and hemmed and hawed:
“It’s better to wait for next time.”

“Ch, don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Brother Woo Meow himself was indifferent.

He was just being a Spiritual Energy Farseer, and he didn’t really care as to which line of Farseers it was.

What’s wrong with the milk profession?
Didn’t you know that a reliable milk brother with enough milk was pampered like a grandpa when fighting a group?
He rolled his eyes and said to his brothers:

“You guys don’t have to rush, since it has been proved that we players can switch to the old religion’s profession, then witch hunters definitely belong to the optional category. Haven’t you guys heard Mrs. Kakitoni talk about that powerful old knight?

It’s said to be some kind of ‘White Knight’, and it sounds like it has the beauty of intensity!

I suspect that’s the ceiling career of the Old Religion lineage, and the fact that this episode is dedicated to brushing one up is just a cockamamie dev team’s way of showing us how promising the new career system is going to be.

Anyway, now I’m part of the Old Church, ah no, the Church of Avalon, right?
Avalonians don’t lie to Avalonians!

I’ll hit up those witch hunters tomorrow online and see if I can get the specific transfer requirements for the witch hunter profession.

We’ll all switch together then!

Be happy together ah, pinch hahahahahaha!”

“However, Brother Woo Meow, this natural old religion is miserable in the background of the story.”

The nearby Electronic Phantom Demon Old Qu said with some concern:

“We switched to this lineage I’m afraid we’re not going to be implicated in the future.”

“Ch.”

Sanwu Dou rather indifferently patted Old Qu’s shoulder and said:

“We players are still afraid of this? Wouldn’t it be better to have enemies all over the world? There are red-named monsters everywhere, so let’s just hack away to our heart’s content. However, Brother Meow Meow, didn’t you always say that you wanted to dedicate your loyalty to Lord Murphy and become a vampire?

Now that you’ve become an Oak Apprentice, I’m afraid you won’t be able to become a vampire?

In the backstory, witch hunters go around killing vampires”

“!!!”

Brother Woo Meow, who was originally smiling, froze in place, and the smile on his face quickly collapsed.

“Shit! I was so excited to see the new profession that I forgot about that! Where’s the goodwill? The favorability won’t be cleared, right? Blanch!”

He couldn’t wait to slap himself.

His face was all tangled up with the feeling of missing out on five million dollars.

But Murphy, who was hiding in the treetops, shook his head and turned around like a ghost and disappeared into the dark night.

How could he dislike his fierce and cute little player?

Don’t talk about transferring to a witch hunter, even if you transfer to a deep-sea slime monster, Murphy-sama loves you just the same~-
Three hours later, Murphy assisted the tangled-faced Tris towards the witch hunters’ campsite in the vicinity, while Mrs. Adele accompanied Missy to join them.

Femis’ eyes were swollen.

Although vampires were incapable of shedding tears, it was obvious that she had definitely dry cried just now.

Alas, it can’t be helped.

Now to unite with outsiders to fuck their own father, even if the old man is an unquestionably conspiratorial family plus plus big assholes, but anyone who encounters this kind of fucked up thing will have to cry.

Murphy did not comfort her.

He knew no words could empathize with Femis right now.

Putting himself in her shoes, if Murphy was forced to kill Tris hand-to-hand someday, he reckoned he’d probably die of heartache
They quickly reached the place where the witch hunters were gathering in the night, and instead of a standard campsite, they lit a campfire under the walls on the other side of Cadman City.

A bunch of people gathered there to count the harvest.

After noticing the four vampires coming over, the thirty witch hunters cast cold and malicious gazes, especially Captain Natalie.

She gripped the hilt of her sword at her waist when she saw Murphy, while Miriam, who was terrified beside her, let out a long breath and hurriedly ran towards Murphy’s side.

“What are you all waiting for? Guests are here, is this how we treat them?”

Old Knight Finok’s mid-range voice rang out from the dark night, and the witch hunters withdrew their gazes and stopped paying attention to them.

But a few seconds later, as Old Finoc strides over with the Great Oak Blade on his back, Tris, who had a headache on her face, suddenly froze, her eyes looking oddly at Old Finoc in front of her, and the Golden Old Knight also stopped in his tracks.

He looked at Tris in front of him with the same stunned look.

“Alas? How is it you? I seem to have seen you before from what I remember .”

Tris said in an odd tone as she rubbed her brow:
“What was your name again? John? Hans?”

“It is indeed you, Your Excellency the ‘Scarlet Witch’.”

The old knight gulped, and said with narrowed eyes amidst the violent humming of the great oak holy blade behind him:
“It seems you have a poor memory, have you even forgotten the person who almost took your life over a hundred years ago? Lawson! My name is Lawson.”

“Ha, I remember!”

Tris clapped her hands together, then stepped forward with a big grin.

In Murphy and the others and a crowd of witch hunters dumbfounded gaze very casually patted the shoulder of the old Norfolk who was two heads taller than her and had already held the hilt of his sword, and said:

“You are the rash young brother who came to me to fight one on one, I was kind enough to let you live how come you came back to send death now?
Who gave you the courage? Your Avalon god?”

(End of chapter)