167. Faith to faith, and king's to king
In the barracks conference room of the Natalie War Leader, the captains of the witch hunters who had been summoned listened to Major Fraser's description with expressionless faces, and the whole room was silent.
Niu Niu, who followed Anbo and mixed up a "auditorium", was shocked in his heart.
He was shocked that the persecution of witch hunters within the Plantagenet Kingdom had reached such an unbelievable level, and that they were indeed implicated in the rebellion of the Church, and that they had fought for you for a whole decade, and that they were left with the current few people, but now that the war is over, you are still unwilling to let others live.
The Tower of the Ring is obviously going to cross the river and draw the bridge, and cut the rhythm of extermination!
But on the other hand, there was also a different kind of excitement in Niu Niu's heart.
Okay!
My sister's judgment is really accurate!
It seemed like a waste of time to run out of the novice village by yourself, but I didn't expect to really get into such a big event. There are currently 1,400 people left in the entire White Oak Warband, and if the Tower of the Ring tries to stop them, it means they will have to send an army as well!
This is not a small fight in the smuggler's woodland before, this is a large-scale team battle!
Maybe you can get a "key role" in it?
Also, how can such a big event be enjoyed by yourself?
He had to share the good news with his friends, so he pretended to be listening and opened the in-game forum while editing a post and sending it out.
Not to mention how excited the little player Niu Niu will be to announce the trigger and arrival of new events on the forum, the witch hunters in the conference room are far less excited than Niu Niu.
They knew nothing more about the current situation of the White Oak Warband.
It is said that there are 1,400 people, but in fact, most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled who need to recuperate, and there are no more than 500 people who can still fight head-on.
The only good news is that the persecution of the witch hunters over the past decade has left them in this group with no real "non-combatants", who are militarily literate and ready to move as soon as the plan is confirmed.
"I know that it would be humiliating for you to join the Vampire Lord of Transencia at this time, but this is the perfect decision you can make given the current situation."
Major Fraser persuaded:
"Neither General Loren nor the Capetian family can really break with the Tower of the Ring at this time, and even if we are determined to protect you, it will take time for the Silver Dwarven Earth Priests and my family mercenary army to arrive.
However, the carriage of the Ring Tower was already outside the barracks.
I believe that they can send emissaries only to show their attitude, and at least a hunting army for you may be cruising nearby.
Lord Murphy is already mobilizing his forces, and they will meet you at nightfall in the Endmar Hills.
You have to make a decision as soon as possible! β
"But that's a vampire."
An armed old lady, the master witch hunter, sat in a chair and said in a hesitant tone:
"Even in the long years before the Ten Years' War, there was no peace between them and us, and the two Wars of the Nights and the Expedition of the Saints had each other's blood on their hands.
Is that vampire Murphy really kind enough to take us in?
I'm worried now that we're likely to face a two-sided attack between the Tower of the Ring and the Vampires."
"Your worries are unfounded, Lady Marianne."
With her arms crossed, Amber attended the meeting as the leader of the new generation of witch hunters, and she pouted and said:
"The Tower of the Ring has just wiped out the Vulture Clan's stronghold, killing more than 100,000 people, and believe me, Murphy and his vampires are now eager to eat those psionics alive. The only question is whether they will be able to come up with enough strength to support us?
When we left, there were no more than 15 remaining members of the Blood Vulture Clan. β
"He dared to make promises, maybe it means that he really has the means."
Old Norman said in a jerky tone:
"I hate that vampire, but I have to admit that he is very human."
"Bang"
At the sound of knocking on the table, Huo Ran, another old witch hunter master who was the only remaining fruit, got up and shouted:
"Why have you started talking about the vampire helping us? What is your position as a demon hunter? Have you forgotten all of Avalon's teachings? We must always be vigilant about the night."
"Pull it down, old Eugene! Avalon hasn't answered our prayers in ten years, and we're on our own! β
"You TM shut up! You insincere! No matter how difficult the times are, we Naturewalkers can't forget Avalon's teachings! Otherwise, what is the difference between us and those degenerates who are immersed in slaughter? β
"You're yelling at me! Do you have what it takes to kill all those psionics alone? If you can't, just shut up! β
"Damn Sankey! This is not the first time you have been disrespectful and rude to Elder Eugene, and as an apprentice of the elders, I must"
"Bang"
The sound of the Great Oak Blade striking the ground interrupted any argument in the room, and Natalie, who had not spoken, looked up, her scarred face calm.
Her eyes swept over the captains of the hunters in front of her, and finally she stood up in the posture of holding the holy blade, and she said in a dumb voice:
"Let's go to Transasia!"
"Commander! It can't be so! The old dogma is not"
"This is my father's will!"
Natalie's next words made the room quiet again, and the gray-haired witcher closed her eyes and whispered:
"My father, who made a deal with Lord Murphy before his death, in exchange for his sacrifice for the right to re-live in Transcia for those of us who are the remnants, may have seen the dangers that lurk within the Plantagenet Kingdom.
If that's not enough to convince you
Followers of the god Avalon have been born among the mountain warriors under Lord Murphy's command, the first humans to be baptized by nature during the Ten Years War.
This is what we saw with our own eyes. β
"Ah!!h
The news made the eyes of all the chasseur captains widen like a thunderbolt, and those who were sincere were even more ecstatic because of it.
Even ignoring the dire situation they are facing.
O gods!
Have you finally set your sights on us sincere believers again?
"Then let's go to Transnesia! Let's go now! β
Old Eugene, who had strongly opposed this action, was the first to jump, his eyes flashing with excitement, and even faintly reddened.
He shouted:
"If this is the will of Avalon, then Transencia will be our new holy land! That will be our promised land and our new home, and no matter what the cost, those of us who are sincere should get there!
We must witness with our own eyes the miracle of mercy that our God has brought down. β
"That's how it should be."
Natalie whispered:
"Now all the captains go and gather their warriors and prepare to go away at dusk. There is no need to rebuke those compatriots who are unwilling to leave with us. Major Fraser, I would like to invite you."
"I know what you mean, Captain Natalie."
The Major nodded, and promised very solemnly:
"The Pioneer Corps and the Capetian family will open their arms to these warriors, and I have informed the gendarmes of the third warehouse of the Pioneer Corps to evacuate.
There's the supplies you need, bring as many as you can.
It would be cruel to say that, but I ask you to remember! The moment you step out of the Frontier Fortress, your life and death have nothing to do with us. β
"I understand, I accept, this is the fate of us witch hunters, we should have died ten years ago, but fate has allowed us to live to this point, and I hope that it will come to a real end after this time."
Natalie let out a sigh of relief, and just as she was about to give the order to act, Amber suddenly leaned over and whispered something to her, Natalie was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Major Fraser.
The new war leader said with some embarrassment:
"In addition, I need to take some of the 'limited materials' from the fortress, at least 3,000 psychic microphones, and related plug-ins.
Please understand that if we homeless people want to survive in our new homeland, it is necessary to have good relations with the lords there. Bringing them the gifts they need most is often an effective means of communication. β
"Well, then I can't be the master."
Major Fraser shrugged his shoulders and whispered:
"But as far as I know, there's only one telecommunications psionist guarding the warehouse over there, and the detective psionist, Mr. Heru, seems to be Miss Ambo's fellow countryman? I suppose you, as rebels, are it normal to snatch something when you leave? β
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The little players in the Crimson Keep are excited.
They've been warned of the big event they've posted on the forums, and they're now in the Vulture Corridor without even Murphy's order to assemble, and some of them are waving their fists and yelling "fuck those psionic fools".
Their ideas are always simple.
It's even too simple.
Although everyone used to treat witch hunters as humanoid monsters, when fighting the Blood Vulture Corridor, the sacrifices made by other witch hunters are also obvious to all.
There is also an important plot character, the final sacrifice of the old knight Finnock, which has also been uploaded on the forum as a hot talk, and the friendship of carrying a gun together is enough to make young players regard the witch hunter as "their own person".
At the very least, it's a neutral faction.
On top of that, the power system of the Church of Avalon has just begun, and they are waiting for this group of witch hunters to come to Transncia as their "professional trainers".
"You see, I said before, the witch hunters are going to be the optional faction!"
In the hall of the heirs, Brother Wu Meow proudly said to the happy bar beside him:
"Every time there is a change in this ghost game, it will definitely give you a little bit of work at the backstory level, so that their gameplay updates can find a solid basis. I thought it would take a while for the witch hunters to join me, but I didn't expect it to come so suddenly.
But it also makes sense. β
"Okay, okay, Brother Meow is a god operator, are you awesome? It's almost time to catch up with the Mr. Ziwei who tells fortunes every day on the forum. β
Happy Stick doesn't care about the background story, what the plot evolves, he is now full of joy and plans to find some powerful monsters to practice. Isn't this just a matter of "wild monsters" sent to the door to test the knife as soon as he arrived at the Black Iron Steps, and this organization called the "Tower of the Ring" is too intimate, right?
"My warriors!"
Murphy's voice soon rang out at the entrance to the second floor of the Heir Hall.
The players quieted down and looked up at their lords and main story NPCs, who saw that Murphy had changed into a battle swordsman light armor.
Cloaks fly, blades worn.
This heavily armed gesture means that another battle is just around the corner.
"The heroic sacrifice of the old knight Finoch gave Transencia a chance to exist, a kindness that we must take to heart, and now his sons and followers are facing the threat of death.
Luckily for us, the dog thieves who wanted to destroy the last of the Witch Hunters were the ones who brought destruction to Cadman City!
Tower of the Ring!
The continent's largest faction of psionic users, an arrogant force that thinks they are powerful and invincible, thinks their atrocities will scare the Transansians and make us shiver under our beds.
But it won't!
They want to be beautiful!
The land and the life it carries will never be intimidated, and in the face of intimidation, we have only one response!
We will attack! We'll fight back!
We will gnaw on their flesh and spit on their reckless souls!
We will use blood and death to tell the psionic cowards that they have provoked an enemy that will keep them awake.
Today! β
Murphy shouted:
"The weeping souls are looking forward to justice! The dark earth also longs for the rain of blood! We go to meet the followers of warriors and benefactors. Whoever dares to stop us is our enemy! β
"Ding Ding Ding Ding"
A continuous sound prompt makes players look down and a brand new quest has been triggered:
γImportant Side QuestsΒ·' Blood for the avenging of the oath! 'Triggered.
Objective: Follow the Grand Duke of the Vulture Clan and Count Cadman into the battlefield of the Under Armour Hills, respond to and cover the neutral White Oak Warband into Translancia, and repel and kill the Psionic Hunters of the Tower of the Ring.
Story Progression Rewards:
The new faction [Church of Avalon] is unlocked, the faction power [White Oak Warband] is opened, and the class system of the Church of Avalon is fully unlocked.
Rewards:
Witch Hunter's War Treasury Key x1, Decoration Demon Hunter Recruit Set x1, Vehicle Demon Hunter Horse Reins x1. γ
"! Vehicle Rewards! Awesome! β
The Lin Bei dog in the crowd exclaimed.
"! Blind box again? ! β
Brother Meow in the crowd covered his eyes in pain.
"! Costume Rewards! All right! β
The crowd cheered in surprise from Xiao Wei Ming, who had been trying to pull the water lady into the game, and then was knocked on the head by Orchid's finger.
"Little kids' family! No swearing. β
"Warriors! We represent the will of Translasia! β
Murphy waved his hand, and the players cheered in unison.
Outside the halls, Lady Tracy is leading several vampire psionics to maintain a large psionic teleportation spell leading to the location of the Eldermar Hills.
Players cheered and rushed into the light curtain reflecting the new map, not like a war at all, but more like a chaotic outing, more like seventy mad dogs out of the cage.
"I don't understand."
Behind Murphy, Lady Shanny, who was hidden in the shadows, couldn't help but ask:
"How did you train such belligerent and crazy blood servants? Why would they look forward so much to a doomed war? Do they really see death as home?
That's the Tower of the Ring!
An organization that would make Lord Pa Ying think carefully, are you crazy? Just for a bunch of witch hunters"
"It's not just for witch hunters."
Murphy waved his hand and grasped the hilt of the necessary evil sword at his waist, which was already irritable from the imminent taste of psionic blood, and he soothed his arrogant demon blade, and said in a deep voice:
"This is just a prologue to revenge! Transencia has lost 100,000 souls to the recklessness of the Tower of the Ring, and they must pay for their sins. I know they won't admit their own crimes!
But it doesn't matter, we're Transansians, and what we want, we'll always reach for ourselves!
As for me and my warriors, they are the embodiment of the will of this land! Lady Shane.
This dark land longs to taste the blood of its murderers, and it howls for us to pay back to its perpetrators tenfold, and of course we will satisfy it, and it will reward us for it.
Well, so generous! So rich. β
Lord Cadman grinned as Lady Shane and Andre beside her looked at Murphy like madmen.
He stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture and said:
"Best of all, for the sake of the contract we just signed, Mrs. Shanny, may I have the privilege of inviting you to dance the first song at this scarlet ball tonight?"
"If you call me so rude, I'll sew your mouth shut! But, behold this wonderful covenant of blood and gentlemen, in such a tender night"
Grand Duke Charni elegantly stretched out her hand and put it in Murphy's hand, she flicked her blonde braids, and said casually:
"Why not?"
(End of chapter)