Chapter 97 96 Dare to card BUG, already not an ordinary player, must be

Chapter 97 96.Dare to card BUG, already not an ordinary player, must be out of the heavy fist! 3660]

(Additional for brother ‘Summer’s Indulgence’ [1/5])
Under the “bug” tactics developed by Brother Meow Meow, the “dangerous” constructs that continued to pour out of the second hall were eliminated in batches with Lord Murphy’s powerful “assists”.

The coordination between the two sides was so perfect that the witch hunters who were waiting at the back thought that this might be a tactic prepared by the cunning vampires in advance. It had to be said, this kind of let the weak attract the attention of the strong enemy to bring them into the vicinity of their own strongest is indeed a simple and simple but very effective method of warfare.

And the players’ snakeskin positioning and their mode of action when they occasionally jerked around did leave quite a deep impression on this group of witch hunters.

However.
“It’s just a bunch of ordinary guard constructs, is it necessary to go through so much trouble?”

Ambo, the scout among the witch hunters, pushed up his eyepatch and whispered to Captain Natalie in front of him:

“It seems that Murphy’s warriors aren’t hiding their clumsiness, they are really weak! Weak to the point that they are only limitedly stronger than the average soldier, but of course, these guys are really much stronger than they were when they first met then.

The speed of their growth is astonishing.”

“However, have you forgotten how we fell to an ambush by these guys? Although I admit that there was an element of luck that time and that we were too gullible.

But you have to admit that they are unambiguous when they fight for their lives, and that courage to not fear death is their greatest strength.”

Natalie said, shaking her head:

“Be vigilant, Ambos! Humiliating your enemy is humiliating yourself, especially if they’ve defeated us.”

“Well, that’s the end of the monkey show phase!”

Old Knight Finok took the metal Iris Shield engraved with divine motto and the emerald green holy wood one-handed hammer handed by the witch hunter beside him and said to his team:

“There is a large amount of out of control dark psychic energy vibrating up ahead, those insane vampires are hiding behind the second hall, move forward and prepare to take over the fight! These vampire servants can’t be counted on, I knew it, this kind of trouble always needs to be solved on its own for peace of mind!”

The small players didn’t realize what was hiding ahead on their side.

While following the incredibly powerful Lord Murphy forward, they were also scavenging the “drops” of those constructs, and they really did pick up a few pieces of “irreparable gargoyle hearts”.

The item identification mark was “Tectonic Core”, which could be used to make new tectonics, and it seemed to be a rare material that would only be dropped in the duplicates, which made the players who had picked up the good stuff happy.

But they then quickly realized that this was the group book!
Although there was no stipulation on how it would be distributed, it was clear that all of this loot would have to wait until after the battle to be uniformly distributed.

Before the war started, everyone had agreed that in the future, this kind of large-scale copy activity would adopt the DKP system to divide the loot, which was the most reasonable and fair model of all the distribution methods.

Therefore, the oldest and most stable mud truck owner was elected by everyone as the DKP recorder.

“Why is this just brushing small monsters and not seeing the BOSS?”

The good pigeon in the crowd grasped his staff and asked suspiciously, and as a result, just as he finished speaking, Lord Murphy, who was leading the charge in front of him, suddenly stopped and put on a puzzled and wary expression and said:

“Something is not right! I smell a terrifying darkness Beware!”

He shouted out while giving orders to Missy, who was getting ready in the guard room high above, in an onomatopoeic voice and said:
“It’s now! Throw it down!”

“Honestly, I really can’t understand what goes on in Murphy’s head sometimes.”

Missy on the second floor spat sulkily at Maxim and Adele beside her, and then the three of them, in a nod of their heads, exerted their forces together to slam the psionically entangled and bound Core Ghast construct downward.

“Wow.”

The faint threads of psychic energy that bound it in the air exploded, allowing the black Goliath Commander to regain his freedom.

Huge stone wings dotted with blood-colored gems spread out, and its body, which was two times larger than a normal construct, smashed down onto the floor of the second hall in a vicious and brutal gesture with a loud clunk.

The flapping of its massive stone wings brought up a dusty whirr, causing the players in front of them to raise their hands to cover their eyes.

After the dust was dispersed by Murphy’s psychic impact, the chandelier in the second hall was lit up, and the players saw the BOSS that appeared in front of them.

The body was dark and the head had two horns.

Although it was also in the shape of a gargoyle, the metal armor and the light surrounding his body were extraordinary, and most importantly, this guy was big enough, ugly enough, and fierce enough to be the gatekeeper BOSS of the Blood Vulture Cloister copy.

“Ah! I’ve been seriously injured, I must retreat immediately.”

Murphy cried out weakly as he covered his chest, then opened his huge blood wings and disappeared into the hall with a whoosh, leaving behind only a group of wide-eyed players and the Stone Ghost Leader in front of him who was pushed down with an equally dumbfounded look on his face.

The scene fell silent for a while.

“Shit! I knew it! Every boss battle must have this kind of plot, each and every one of these NPCs is just fucking acting! Act hard! You a leader NPC can be injured by this small monster? Just now when you cut the small monsters, you were so strong and powerful that you weren’t so weak!”

Brother Meow Meow viciously spat out a sentence.

However, the other small players expressed emotional stability.

Hey, hey, NPC play a drama, how big a matter ah, you look at the light Wei as the old master of the Buddha like a super paladin holding a sacred weapon, the paddling to touch the fish is not the same as the beginning of the game was controlled?
We NPC is a cunning vampire, he saw the situation is not good tactical retreat this is not normal?
The first step back, Lord Murphy did not black you invincible is not it?

“Shield hands forward! Long distance retreat, law department prepare, open the boss in 10 seconds!”

The commander-in-chief Happy Stick shouted, and all the players were immediately energized.

This was their first BOSS battle in Real Otherworld, and they had to deal with it seriously.

And at the same time, Murphy, who had already returned to the second floor in the vigilance room through the blood descent’s flying speed, looked at the actions of the small players below with satisfaction, and he snapped his fingers at Missy behind him, who had already taken full control of the core of the Cloister Tectonics, and said:
“You stay here and maneuver the core, remember to release two Stone Ghosts every minute to join the battlefield, and when that big black guy is about to be killed, release six Stone Ghosts in at once.”

“???”

Missy was thoroughly confused this time.

She asked suspiciously:

“Why? Why are you making it harder for your warriors out of nowhere?”

“Because you don’t need weaklings under your lord’s command!”

Maxim immediately gave the standard answer.

This snatch answer as well as this answer that was correct at all times made Murphy nod in satisfaction as he said to Missy:
“They’re 60 heavily armed professionals, if they can’t even deal with a stupid gargoyle leader like this, what can I expect them to do? Don’t worry, Missy, my warriors always get braver the more they fight, they won’t blame you or me.

They must grow up fast too.

Mark, Adele, move as planned!”

“Yes, my lord.”

Maxim and Lady Adele immediately exited the alert room and headed to that self-destructing core area hidden in the corridor according to the marked map Murphy had given them earlier.

Murphy, on the other hand, flapped his wings and levitated up, alerting Missy:

“Seal off this place! Don’t open the blockade until my warriors have defeated their powerful foes, and I’ll go talk to the witch hunters. They’ll have to take the top spot if we continue to push deeper into the Cloisters next, are there still a good number of Clansmen in the Cloisters?”

“That’s what I’m trying to tell you, there are a lot fewer of them than we expected.”

Missy said with a puzzled expression:
“Even less than what I saw when I entered the Cloister before!

Judging from the aura of spiritual energy in the depths, there were at most five hundred people here, but when Cadman City was engulfed by the energy of the Star Realm, the clansmen who escaped the first wave of the Star Realm’s devouring to safely hide in the castle and the cloisters numbered at least a few thousand or even tens of thousands of people.

I know that my father ‘sacrificed’ some of his clan members for something I can’t understand, but their numbers shouldn’t have been so different!
That’s why I suspect something else is in this cloister, so you guys need to be careful, whatever that thing is, it can slaughter clan elites with abandon.”

“Very useful information, I see.”

Murphy nodded and flew into the darkness.

Below him, the small players had already spread out throughout the second hall to find a point of attack, and the Shield Bearers were starting to give the Ghost Leader a “pedicure” by virtue of their snakeskin maneuvers, supported by a rain of bullets. As he glided out of the second hall to return to the heir’s hall, the door of the second hall also slowly closed under Missy’s control, just like a classic boss battle always closes the area to avoid players escaping from the battle.

“Your warriors seem to be in trouble?”

The old knight surrounded by witch hunters outside the door stared at Murphy and said:

“Shouldn’t you help them out? It’s just a black iron ranked fine construct, don’t tell me you can’t even handle that thing.”

“Swish.”

The blood-colored batwings behind Murphy’s back, which were larger than those of an ordinary blood vulture vampire, slowly retracted, and he replied with an expressionless face:
“Isn’t this exactly the responsibility you want my warriors to shoulder? Clearing out the stragglers for you so as not to waste any time, I have my responsibilities just as my warriors will never stop here, it’s time for you to do your job as well!

Come with me. Take the side corridor around the second hall and you’ll enter the main corridor, where my insane people are ensconced.

But I’ve done my reconnaissance, and there’s something far more dangerous inside”

The old knight reached forward and waved his hand, and the elite witch hunters immediately filed out.

Natalie, who wore a new weapon on her belt and carried five knives on her entire back, glanced at Murphy as she passed him, then disappeared into the darkness with her own squad.

However, as they entered the deeper passage, they made a U-turn and headed in a very different direction from the other witch hunters.

“What is Ms. Natalie’s relationship to you?”

Murphy asked softly in the Hall of Sons and Heirs, where only two remained:

“You seem to be paying a lot of attention to her?”

“Are you looking for my weakness?”

Old Finok replied in a cold voice as he stepped forward with his one-handed hammer and Iris shield:

“Don’t play small, Murph, Tris should have warned vampires like you to know how to stay away from dangers like me when you are weak.”

“It can’t be helped, I’m a man of bad luck, and filth will always come to me of its own accord.”

Murphy skimmed his lips, hooked his hand and pointed to a nearby wall:

“Follow me! That cave dark passage that can lead to the depths of the hall is here, I don’t know what’s inside, no one has gone in there for hundreds of years. But I guess I don’t have to worry too much since your strength is so strong.

Please.”

Just like the action when the old knight invited Murphy and the others to open the door before, the vampire made a courteous “invitation” in the dimness.

The old Finnock went forward and reached out to touch the luxurious wall, the natural spiritual perception allowed him to quickly capture the hollow behind the wall, but the wall was three to four meters thick, and generally speaking, it was not possible to break it by human power.

However, in front of the golden-ranked old knight, these obstacles were nothing.

“The power of nature, forward for me.”

He placed an oak seed emitting a metallic luster into a gap in the wall and took a few steps back to chant an incantation.

That seed quickly spoke and grew, piercing into the crack with sharp vines and continuously advancing into the interior, and in a teeth-gnashing cracking sound, after only ten seconds or so, the thick wall collapsed and opened up by the ever-growing ironwood seed.

An air of decay poured out of the ancient cavern in front of him, and the old knight’s eyes narrowed under his barrel helmet as he stepped into it with his one-handed hammer and shield, followed by Murphy with his sword.

As the sound of gurgling water rang out of the darkness, Old Finok suddenly twitched his nose, then whispered:
“I seem to have accidentally dug us a hole that is not too deep .”

“Oh? How so?”

Murphy, who was holding his sword, asked.

Old Finocchi shrugged, pointed at the bright green fire that was lighting up the overly huge cavern in front of him, and said in a long drawn out voice:

“Remember when I told you that the Spiral Passage was used as a lair by a Starworld Scorpion Lion before we came in just now? Banished by the flames, it’s up ahead now, and it seems to recognize us.

Well, it’s really angry and fierce, and reminds me of those Royal Flying Lions in the north of Grimm’s Island in their valor.

But my old arms and legs are suddenly feeling a little tired.

So Lord Murphy .
Please!”

“Blanch!”

Murphy, who had just acted out a wave for the small players, turned his head and was acted out by the “real-NPC” in front of him. Listening to the low roar resounding in the cavern and the rapidly approaching ferocious aura, Murphy sighed, and brought his long sword forward.

Alas, it is best not to do more bad things.

This is probably the reason why those who play the role of others will always play the role of others.
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“Hurry! Should be in the decapitation line! Watch out for Residual Berserk!”

In the second hall, Happy Stick commanded the output of his teammates in the team channel while shooting.

The large black stone goblin leader in front of them had already had its armor lifted off by the constant attacks, and its stone torso had been punched out with cracks.

Being surrounded by nearly 40 large caliber shotguns for nearly five minutes and still being able to hold on to the attacks had fully demonstrated how thick-skinned this thing was.

Under Brother Stick’s command, the rocks thrown out by that stone goblin could always be nimbly dodged by the small players on the periphery, and their snakeskin positioning also made Missy, who was on the second floor at the moment, look at it with a great deal of satisfaction.

Missy watched for a full five minutes!

She hadn’t realized before that she could actually be this bored, but she probably understood at this point why those human nobles always liked to watch gladiatorial battles.

This kind of drama of the weak against the strong was really interesting.

Especially after seeing the entire process of the 60 players forming a marvelous whole under command, like running machinery incomparably silky smooth, beating their pair of upper level stone goblins that were impossible to deal with for a moment to a miserable state, it also made Phyllis understand Murphy’s Otherworldly Warriors a little bit more.

They were pretty much a rookie in single combat.

But their comprehension and understanding of coordination was indeed more than one step better than ordinary soldiers.

“It’s 60 now, if there are 600 of you…”

Missy narrowed her eyes and watched the “performance” of the small players below, she couldn’t help but think in her mind, no wonder Murphy never picked his blood servants in the survivor camp, he really couldn’t look at those ordinary people, and his warriors were indeed too much better than ordinary blood servants in every aspect.

What was even more terrifying was that these guys all listened to Murphy’s command!
This meant that the destructive power of Murphy’s organization would increase exponentially once their numbers broke through a certain limit.

So, was this where Murphy’s fearlessness lay?

As Phineas thought so, the Khakitonitai below also swung his great axe at that moment and howled as he slashed at the stone goblin leader’s scarred arm, shattering the rock with a loud bang.

“Victory and defeat have been decided!”

Missy stood up and casually tapped her hand on the control core next to her as Murphy had instructed.

With the angry roar of the Happy Stick, the last six Goblins flapped their wings at once to get away from the pedestal, as if it was a last little “surprise” and trial for the winners.

“Maxim and Tris and even Adele have their favored warriors.”

Missy thought to herself as she quietly flew up and out of the guard room to go deeper into the corridor:
“Perhaps it’s time for me to do what Murphy wants and pick out a few warriors for me amongst his warriors, if I intend to stay with Murphy’s new family, then perhaps it’s time to learn their style of doing things.

My preferred warrior this could be a real pick-me-up.”

(End of chapter)