Ah, time!

In the midst of the messy initial battle, Murphy realizes that he has overlooked this important factor.

His little players are not waiting for him to be summoned to the other world to do big things without doing anything 24 hours a day, and they also have to go to work in another world to earn money to support their families, buy milk powder for their children, buy cosmetics for their wives, honor their parents, and take care of their younger siblings.

Damn!

This important factor must be taken into account next time!

However, now is not the time to fill in the gaps, and after encouraging his "Otherworldly Warriors" with NPC sentences, Murphy turned around and patted Maxim on the shoulder.

Although she told herself to be careful, Tracey was still waiting for her in Cadman City, and without her own wasted king, she would definitely starve to death on the streets, so she had to save her life at all times!

But now that the player hasn't grown up, if something happens, you still have to go first!

Fortunately, it will be dark here.

The protection of the Mother of the Night, who has both benevolent and indifferent faces, has blessed all the abilities of vampires, so that Murphy, who is dressed in good equipment, is not afraid to fight with knives.

Maxim, who had received Murphy's prompt and had made sufficient mental construction before leaving, gritted his teeth and poured a small bottle of red liquid into his mouth.

In an instant, his eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like an ox and raised his weapon to let out a terrifying battle cry, and rushed towards the nearest witch hunter.

Murphy followed.

With his skillful shadow walking skills and entry-level blood vulture swordsmanship to face the enemy, he hasn't forgotten that he's actually a psionic user.

So under the cover of Maxim's flesh shield, Murphy unleashed the Dark Psionic Blast.

It sounds awesome, but in fact, it is to gather the only remaining spiritual energy in the body and smash it out in a ball-like manner, which has no deterrent effect at all.

Fortunately, the distance to the enemy is close enough!

At the moment when Maxim fights the witch hunter, a short witch hunter is face-tossed by the dark spirit orb that Murphy uses to hit with his height advantage.

The other party reacted quickly, and the moment he fell down with a scream, he used the "blind fight" technique to shoot an arrow at Murphy, but the arrow bounced off the breastplate of Murphy's heart, leaving not even a scratch.

It's the elder armor used by Tris's mother!

Protection!

Seeing that the counterattack did not work, the witch hunter who had been made of "bloody and smoky makeup" pulled out his sword and tried to resist, but the vampire kicked his wrist with a high leg, and then rode up and poked his long sword into his eye.

With the help of muscle memory and the speed of night enhancement, this move is very smooth and extremely deadly, like a predatory poisonous snake biting its prey.

The warm liquid splashed on Murphy's cheeks, but it didn't make him feel sick for the first time.

On the contrary, the taste of blood transformed into a different sweetness in his breath, which seemed to lure some dark desire in his heart, and made his breath burn.

In an instant, four canine teeth dedicated to blood-sucking also came out under his lips.

Blood!

He craves blood!

It's like there's an ant crawling on your body! Ah, a little more!

It's also pitiful, because of the repeated refusal of Tracey's fat rat feast, Murphy, who has been transformed for a year, has not really enjoyed the vampire's "blood feast" until now.

The young man naturally did not understand how tempting fresh blood was for vampires, so he was unprepared for the danger of "blood thirst" at the first taste.

The scarlet in the pupils could no longer be hidden, and there was no longer a need for eyes to see.

Vampires who have really entered the combat state can accurately target those "delicacies" by relying on their instantaneous perception, and even their movements become swift and brutal.

The age-old predator instinct begins to awaken in Murphy, allowing him to tear off his elegant disguise and reveal the true side of Midnight Ghost.

In this form, he is the real vampire, not the pretentiousness of the hypocritical midnight aristocrats.

The vampire clan, which has been hated by people on the entire continent for nearly a thousand years, has survived and thrived in the midst of countless malice, and it is not only because of their conspiratorial style.

Strength!

Pava!

The true power of blood is the foundation of this dark race, and now, Murphy has also come into contact with this power and has become a true member of the Midnight Pava!

"Ahh

Maxim, who was also fighting for the first time, entangled the two witch hunters with the blood brought by the drug, but was soon hit in the arm and kicked away, but Murphy, who entered the "blood thirst", pounced on the nearest guy like a ghost from behind.

Clicked and broke the opponent's counterattack fingers, and in the other party's muffled screams, the sharp teeth bit together and let the sweet "wine" drink in the mouth.

The remaining two witch hunters saw this scene with their teeth cracked.

They were experienced in fighting vampires, and instead of stepping forward to kill the vampire monster, they accelerated and retreated, but were surrounded by five small players rushing out from both sides.

There is no rule for the little players to rush over, and there are no weapons at this time, and they should feel the fear of battle, but "fear" is an emotion that players will never have!

As long as it's in the game, there's nothing in the world they don't dare to do!

After the initial confusion dissipated and was given a hint by the NPC, the recklessness in the bones of the five little players was stimulated.

The other party is all bright blood, and he killed a person on his side with a despicable sneak attack, do you still keep it for the New Year?

Under the command of the leading pigeon, the pigs rushed forward, pounced, and under the suppression of numbers, they overwhelmed the two witch hunters who were attacked on their backs with a fierce posture of man on man.

"Click"

A young player was dragged to the ground by the witch hunter and snapped his neck, which made the big pigeon who was kicked out crack.

"Blanch! Snail! Yes!! Give me back my life! ”

He roared, picked up the hand crossbow of the dead witch hunter on the ground with red eyes, grabbed the hunting knife in his hand, rushed forward with a disgraced face, and slammed the witch hunter who strangled his good son in the heart, and then stabbed wildly like anger.

Combat skills are terrible!

It's really not technical at all!

It's just as good as a stupid newbie.

But there's momentum!

Fierce enough!

That's enough for small players who are new to the road.

The other three players also screamed and pounced, crushing the last struggling witch hunter in a pig-killing streak until Maxim's neck was sliced by a sword that rushed towards him with his arm in tow.

But with this big advantage of four to one, the witch hunter still used the short thorn hidden in his hand to take away a small player who had no time to get up in the last breath before he took his last breath.

Its ferocity and strong will to fight can be seen.

This was the end of this short and intense encounter.

The player lost three, the Blood Slave lost eight, Maxim was wounded, and the carriage was lost, but the good news was that the four witch hunters on the opposite side were all killed.

And as a vampire, Murphy finally tasted the taste of blood for the first time.

"Puff"

The shriveled corpse of the witch hunter, half of his blood sucked up, smashed at Murphy's feet.

Murphy, who had recovered from his blood thirst, wiped the viscous liquid from the corner of his mouth, and pursed his lips with a strange expression, as if he was reminiscing about the taste just now, and then his face changed drastically, like an old man who lost his phone after shooting a video, and vomited out under the gaze of others.

"! Actually poisoned the blood... Witch hunters, there are you! ”

Murphy wiped his mouth and complained frantically in his heart.

Witch hunters' blood smells delicious, but in reality, these psionic-enhanced monster hunters take a special alchemical potion before dealing with vampires, allowing their veins to flow through a drug that can weaken the vampires.

Such a drug is definitely harmful to the body, but if you want to hunt monsters and don't want to pay any price, there is no such good thing in any world.

The only good news is that these drugs will only weaken inexperienced vampires who have accidentally sucked poisonous blood, but they are not fatal.

"Are you alright, sir?"

Maxim, dragging his arm, hurriedly ran over, took out the water bladder and handed it to Murphy.

He was stabbed with a sword in the arm, which caused blood to flow, and the deliciousness of the blood made Murphy, who was sitting weakly on the ground, move his throat.

This detail was noticed by Maxim, and the loyal blood servant gritted his teeth and handed his arm to Murphy.

He whispered:

"Drink, my lord, this healthy blood will make you recover quickly."

"Not necessarily."

Murphy whispered, reaching out to push Maxim's kindness away.

On the one hand, this experience gave him a bit of a psychological shadow on bloodsucking, and on the other hand, the little players are still watching, and his glorious image cannot be discredited.

If such a bad thing as treating one's own people as blood bags spreads, maybe one day a group of 25 people from heaven will smash it in front of Trissy's house to enforce justice.

"Let's go to the village."

Murphy, gasping for breath and drinking water to clear his throat and suppress the disgusting weakness, said to Maxim:

"Let's see if there are any of them, I remember that the rumor has a rumored base of six people for a witch hunter squad, so the danger is not cleared, bring my warriors with you!"

He pointed to three young players who were exchanging combat experiences and said:

"My warriors have proved their strength and courage, they are trustworthy, and now, go and give them the spoils, and arm them, and give them a reward for what they find.

Of course, you can keep a copy for yourself, you behaved well, Maxim, and your loyalty should be rewarded. ”

"That's what I'm supposed to do, my lord!"

Maxim grinned, tore open his torn cloak to bandage the wound, and then went to the little player with his sword.

He was surprised to find that the warriors summoned by Master Murphy from another world had begun to search the four corpses without a teacher.

They were also happily chatting in their own unique language, and this heroic gesture made Maxim respectful, even though they had just lost three companions, how could they be so open to contempt for death?

He is worthy of being a warrior that Lord Murphy fancies!

Although the combat skills are indeed a little worse, after all, will and courage are the best qualities of a warrior.

The three little players who survived saw the NPC Maxim coming over, and immediately stood aside obediently, looking at him with blank eyes and waiting for the reward.

However, language barriers are a big problem.

After discovering that the two sides could not communicate, Maxim could only make a gesture, tear off the leather armor from the corpse and hand it to the players, and then spread his hands.

Now the little players understood that this NPC meant that these things belonged to them.

"That's generous, I thought he was going to take the big head."

The lead pigeon said something while playing with the crossbow in his hand.

Although the thing in his hand is worn, the texture is exquisite, and the modeling is extremely realistic, and it is very heavy in his hand, which is very different from the bewitching slut in other games where you can only see textures.

The arrows in the crossbow machine shone coldly under the moon, and at first glance they were excellent killing weapons, and he simply loved them.

What's even more awesome is this real touch, it's like you have really traveled to another world, and the spirit and this game body do not have any lag!

0 latency, awesome!

The same goes for the other two dorm buddies.

One of them put two hunting knives around his waist with the belt of the weapon that he pulled out, and the other grabbed a half-sword in his hand and held it in his hand.

After all, what big boy can resist the temptation of real weapons?

It's not good to usually pick up a perfect branch, and I can't wait to find an innocent rape field to practice, not to mention the real thing that can open people's brains?

As for the armor, although it was stained with blood, the players gladly accepted it.

It's equipment!

Although I don't know if I can add attributes, everyone knows the benefits of high armor.

However, this thing is quite cumbersome to wear, and it took three young players a few minutes to help each other and didn't get it right, and in the end, Maxim couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward to teach them how to tie the cable ties of the leather armor.

The white-haired blood servant felt that the three warriors were stupid, like city children who had just arrived in the countryside.

After doing this, the lead pigeon suddenly saw Maxim gesturing to them, and the NPC walked towards the dead village in front of him with his swift sword.

The three little players, you look at me, I look at you, and finally guessed that this was a "new mission".

", this game is real, and it's exciting enough, but why doesn't there even have a player interface? Didn't you get prompted to take the task?

Shouldn't he have an exclamation point on his head that only we can see? ”

The good son "Aruen", who led the big pigeon, complained:

"It's not done yet? But that's the basics. ”

"Don't ask me, I don't know."

The leading pigeon rolled his eyes, followed Maxim into the village, and when he saw the sieve-beaten carriage and the terrible corpses in it, he felt a little disgusted, turned his head, pouted, and said:

"We still can't understand what this NPC is saying, just that handsome novice guide NPC can communicate with us, who knows what this game company thinks."

"Maybe it's not that testing yet?"

Another dormitory brother, "Spicy Coo-Goo Chicken", walked swaggeringly with a half-sword in his hand, feeling like a hero, he said:

"After all, the game test must come step by step, don't worry, look at the awesome virtual reality technology of others, just make a player interface or something?"

"That's right."

The young players nodded their heads and followed Maxim deeper into the village.

Anyway, although it will be early in the morning, this not small village is a little too quiet...

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"These rookies... The situation of 8V4 and the big tailwind game of my one-man show can be played like this, do players now play games with their feet? ”

Outside the village, Murphy complained while resting.

He just took a look, and the player's resurrection time is three days!

This means that even if the four "lost" little players go online, there will only be seven people in his hands who can be used, and the loss of one-third of the manpower at once makes Murphy a little distressed.

It seems that the set of punching and rushing is not good, and you have to play some skill after that.

"But the first combat test is finally complete, let's take a look at the rewards first."

Murphy breathed a sigh of relief, intending to reward himself.

As a result, before he could look at the character card, the hairs on his back suddenly stood on end, and Murphy was shocked to get up instantly.

The moment he turned around, he heard a loud bang, and one-sixth of Morland Village was instantly drowned out by the rising flames in the crackling sound.

This...

What the hell is this?!