212. Brother Fu's luck will never be too bad - the alliance leader will add more and ask for a monthly pass! 【11/15】

(Add more to 'Sakurababy' brother [1/5])

The Plague Ghoul Overlord is a high-ranking creature of the underworld, and in the Book of the Moon of the Songhai Empire, this thing is on the same level as the legendary things such as the Ancient Mummy Lord, the Three-Headed Dog of Hades, and Anubis, the god of death, and it is already one of the most dangerous creatures that can be born from the gathering and evolution of the dead spirit in the material world.

However, the one in the underground tunnel has not yet passed the second stage, so it can only be regarded as an unfinished thing, and it does not possess incomparable legendary resistance and defensive-ignoring plague killing, and it is difficult to draw enough unclean blood to give birth to the true wisdom of death, and even the lack of the poison of the underworld on which it lives is difficult to make this monster achieve a truly terrifying plague of "thousands of miles of red land".

In front of the psionic rulers who arrived after the bombardment of Avalon's purification magic, it was only a matter of time before such ugly and twisted creatures were disposed of.

Its steel-solid skin was no better than physical armor under the tearing of Trash's manipulated psionic cleavage, but the Blood Vulture Grand Duke, who was tyrannizing the Ghoul Overlord, soon felt a headache in his heart.

A weakness came over her very suddenly, but it didn't panic Tracey.

She had experienced this many times in her past life, and it was the feedback of the death connection that the heir had brought to her when the child died.

This startled Tracey.

She subconsciously thought that something had happened to Murphy, but then she realized that the bloodline contract between herself and Murphy had been severed by the family blood, but how could there be other heirs of her own who had been killed at this time?

And it's still so close?

Tracy turned around and immediately realized that tonight's events seemed to be mixed with something that shouldn't have happened, she glanced at the ghoul overlord below who had been about to be peeled off her bones, shook her head, and said to the three people around her:

"I'll leave it to you here, I'm going to go somewhere else and see if I can catch the first evil."

After speaking, he didn't give the three of them any time to react, and flapped the dragon's wing-like bat's wings, tore a scarlet crack in front of him, and rushed in.

Such an unreasonable exit left Maxim, Natalie, and Leania below a little confused.

However, the ghoul overlord in front of him has indeed been beaten below the "killing line", and Tracy even intimately helped them "remove the shell", and the three of them can completely handle the rest.

Tracey, on the other hand, quickly entered the upper cavern with the help of the remnants of the mental shock of the heir's death.

She saw corpses strewn all over the field and smelled a strong concentration of death psionic energy in front of her, as well as the breath of little Murphy fighting, which made her quickly step forward and cross the remaining psionic barrier. In the next second, she saw Murphy fighting against the strange spirit creature of Hades.

"Scythe Grim Reaper! How could there be such a high-ranking evil thing in Translasia? ”

The well-informed Tracey immediately recognized the identity of the thing in front of her.

In fact, she doesn't need to say it, Murphy's detective technique has already given him enough specific biological information:

Name: [Emissary of Hades] Death-wielding the Scythe

Rank: Level 27, Silver Body, Rare

Race: Hades Plane Creature, Spirit

Status: Breath of the Underworld, Phantom Armor, Phase Shift, Life Drain, Sword Resistance

Rating: Extremely dangerous

"Huh"

Tracey's Serenade Scepter swung up, and the scarlet-like ghost-clawed psionic restraint was immediately applied to the erratic spirit body of the Scythe Death, not only holding it in place, but also forcibly controlling the half-ethereal body from the physical world.

The magic sword in Murphy's hand changed, and with his jump in the shadows, he appeared behind the scythe Death, and a skillful midnight assassination ambush was unleashed, and the magic blade cut down and precisely cut the connection of this guy's white bones.

With the help of the Psionic Master, it didn't take Murphy long to dispose of this tricky thing.

When the magic blade pierced the core of this guy's spirit, the violent [Banshee Howl] was applied to the entire small space, causing the scarred astral giant wolf George Ga to twitch over, and the huge body twitched on the ground a few times before quickly turning into starlight and dissipating in place.

The hapless guy was given seconds by a vicious AOE on the psychic level.

But Murphy was unscathed.

Because the old and mature Trisi had already imposed a psychic protection enchantment on him in advance, allowing him to take this mental attack unharmed.

"Bang"

The cold, oozing skeletal scythe slammed into the ground, the only memorial of the existence of the scythe-wielding Grim Reaper.

Murphy put his sword back into its sheath, glanced at his own improved swordsmanship, and used the Death's Grip to bring the bone scythe into his hand.

Take a look at this thing, it's still a serious piece of equipment:

Name: Scythe of the Soul, Ritual Scythe of Hades

Quality: Seiko [Invisible] Veteran

Traits: Extreme Psionic Amplification, Psionic Cut, Life Drain, Fragile Bone, Xenoweapon

Effects: This weapon is an evil weapon crafted from the spine of a sacrifice drawn by the Scythe Reaper when he appears in the physical world, and is impregnated with death psionic energy, making it an excellent psionic medium and effectively increasing death/dark psionic spell damage.

When using it in physical combat, each successful cut or slash will drain enemy life to fill itself.

Prompt!

This weapon has a special entry [Invisible], and the weapon itself will continue to brittle over time and eventually dissipate into rotten bones, and daily infusion of psionic energy can maintain its solid state.

Prompt!

This weapon is a special weapon and cannot be repaired once damaged.

Equipment Requirements: This item is crafted for a special psionic spell, and the reckless use of this weapon may be eroded by the death psychic energy, so the use requirement is mind ≥8.

Maker: [Plague Rat King] Vladimir Zweig

Item Description:

[You know, they love this weird and flashy thing]

"Hmm, this thing might be a hidden drop for this copy?"

Murphy played with the cold and seeping Soul Snatcher in his hand, looked up at Tracy again, and said:

"You seem to be very good at death-based psionic energy, do you have a recipe for this?"

"Yes."

Tracey replied rather unhappily:

"This scythe is not very difficult to make, it is only a small part of the 'Hades Contract' technique, and there is no problem in standing alone. But are you sure you want your little players to learn how to craft this evil weapon?

If someone else sees them, they'll call them cultists! After all, who is a serious person who takes this thing? ”

"Evil? No, it's not evil. ”

Murphy tossed the Soul Scythe into his bag, intending to give it to Maxim as a reward for next week's Fight Club Championship Chest, he waved his hand and changed the subject:

"My warriors don't call it evil, they just say, wow, what's cool, what's wanted, what's weird. Trust me, just adding a special drop blueprint is enough for them to spend a little time each day 'touching the prize'.

This quest is on the high side of difficulty, maybe we should set a special token and a special reward for it.

Well, there seem to be few trinkets and rings in the previous exchange gear."

"I can make psionic trinkets from the claws of elite ghouls, and as for rings, ghoul fangs are a great ingredient."

Tracey looked around and said casually:

"I just saw you use this thing to practice 'Psionic Bounce', that should be the basic move of the Secret Blood Clan's Psionic Secret Sword Technique, where did you learn it?"

"Necessary evil cult."

Murphy didn't want Tracey to know everything that was going on here.

He grabbed Tracy's wrist and was about to leave, but Tracy grabbed his hand with a backhand.

The Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture observed the devastated area in front of her, which had been destroyed in the battle, and she said suspiciously:

"Did something strange happen to you here just now?"

"No, everything is normal."

Murphy said in a casual tone:

"I chased that plague rat king here, he wanted to resist, and then I killed him with a sword, but the force behind him activated the spell and summoned such a thing to kill people, and that's the whole story."

"Murphy!"

Tracey's expression became dissatisfied, and she said:

"You know why I'm here! I sensed it, you just killed one of my heirs, I need to know what the hell is going on between you? And why did my heir get involved in this, and how did he escape Salokdal?

They weren't supposed to survive. ”

"I don't think you'd better know."

Murphy sighed, he looked at Tracey, and said softly with a hint of persuasion:

"Just leave these things to me to deal with, you continue to be your blood vulture archduke, continue to fish and drink every day, don't worry about anything, and don't have to carry additional mental burdens."

"Something's wrong, right? Something about me. ”

Tracey's fingers gripping Murphy's hand became harder, and she asked in a low voice:

"You don't want me to be involved because things are troublesome? Maybe it's the 'twilight' we talked about earlier? They use my heirs. Maybe even see me as one of the targets? ”

The atmosphere in the messy room fell silent.

Murphy stepped forward helplessly, put his hand on Tracey's head, which was half a head lower than him, rubbed her long smooth hair quite weakly, and complained:

"Why are you always so smart when you shouldn't be smart! Didn't you not guess? ”

"So I guessed right?"

Tracey's body shook as she said:

"So, what strange things have I been involved in again? What the hell is going on with this heir? Don't hide it from me, Murphy, I have a right to know. ”

"You guessed how I could hide it from you."

Murphy took Tracey's hand and pulled her out of the cave, which was already nothing to look at, and on the way out of the cave, he told Tracey all about his conversation with Zweig.

The more the Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture listened, the more silent he became.

Especially after knowing that Zweig was not the only one who survived Sallockdal's pursuit, and that they had even made a stronghold in the port of Chardo, the Archduke Rao is Blood Vulture was also numb by his knowledge.

"You have to tell me, how many people did you first embrace during the time you were killed by Salokdal as a drunkard until you picked me up?"

Murphy asked very seriously:

"It is now certain that everything that happened to the Blood Vulture Clan and even the involvement of the Tower of the Ring was caused by 'Twilight' behind it, the power of this force is indeed exaggerated, and your surviving descendants are clearly involved.

You'll have to tell me, Trace. ”

"I don't want to."

Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture rubbed his eyebrows.

She cried out in a tone of near-despair:

"For some time I have been embracing those who desire eternal life, not only to support myself and amass possessions, but also to serve as a deterrent to Salokdal. In this way, I was telling him that once I died, what he had done would reach the ears of the Blood Knight and Lord Pa Ying through my heirs.

This is a strategy used in gambling.

But Salokdal quickly responded with a brutal killing.

No matter who I first embraced, he or she would not have survived a week.

The backlash of the continuous death of the heirs made me weaker and weaker, but fortunately, I had no blood essence at that time, and I was suffering from severe pain every day, so it didn't matter if it was a little drizzle.

In order to better embrace others without being implicated, I have even improved the process and ritual of the first embrace, so that I can develop as many children as possible with the least amount of strength, so that their death will not cause me deeper pain and weakness.

At that time, I was drunk and dreaming all day long, and living one day at a time, who was in the mood to remember the names of those fools who blindly chased eternal life?

Anyway, if there is not a hundred, there are fifty, right?

But I'm sure the vast majority of them were killed by Salokdal! That's for sure, as Zweig's story proves.

Even if Dusk really wants to be saved, it won't save much.

At the time, Transencia was still Salokdal's territory, especially before the outbreak of the Ten Years' War, and although the Blood Vulture Clan had been on the downhill road for more than a hundred years, his control over the area was still tighter than ever. ”

"I knew it."

Murphy reached out and grabbed Tracey's waist, and he said with a little headache:

"There's no way to trace the source now, and there's a black disaster coming in this chaos, and we can't go to Port Chardo to find out. But that 'source' is a breakthrough point. ”

He took out a pearl bracelet wrapped in a three-layered handkerchief from his psionic bag, handed it to Tracy, and said:

"Maybe we can reverse the reconnaissance and judge Zweig's superiors through the investigation of psionic spells, have you seen this bracelet?"

"Nope."

Tris glanced at it and immediately denied it:

"It's not a vampire thing at all, it looks like jewelry from the Antani region, and you can see that it has two art styles, elves and humans, which is a unique feature of the treasures of the Antani region.

Give it to me, and I'll check for the remnants of the spell on it. ”

"Well, you can take it back."

Murphy didn't seem to care, he waved his hand and said:

"I'll have to meet the survivors and ask more questions."

"Huh"

The scarlet rift opened behind Murphy, and Tracey took the initiative to tiptoe up and touch Murphy's cheek before turning away, and it was only when she returned to her office through the scarlet rift that Tracey exhaled the breath that was holding her lungs.

She looked at the pearl bracelet in her palm, her face full of shock and complicated eyes.

"Christine, my first heir, you died early in the morning, and you died at the hands of Salokdal to protect me, and that's what I saw with my own eyes! Oh my God, the Mother of Midnight is above. ”

Meanwhile, in the underground lair, Murphy gently wiped the kiss marks left by Tracey on his cheek, and he sat down on a rock, raising his left hand to catch Refno, who had fallen to his arm and stared at him with his tilted head.

After a few seconds, he whined to his vulture:

"Everybody has secrets, right?

She obviously recognized the bracelet and had to say that she didn't know it, and she thought that the shock in her heart could hide it from me, and even planned to tempt me with beauty, it seems that there is still a deep digging behind this matter.

The only consolation was that it was a women's bracelet.

So I don't have to worry about suddenly killing a hellish childhood sweetheart. ”

——

"The stinky stuff is back down, oops, it's been a really exciting night."

He rubbed his sore wrist and put down the hunting crossbow in his hand, and then turned back to the man behind him who was helping the scorpion stinky treasure to follow his hair and treat his wounds:

"This game of team fights. Hey, I'm telling you, absolutely! ”

"The coward who only dares to hide next to shoot arrows has no face to say this!"

Touching you snorted, and sneered mercilessly:

"You kid almost scared when he saw the resentful spirit pounce on him just now, what's the matter? When I was a child, I was afraid of ghosts and I haven't changed? ”

"Hey, that's just the first time I've seen a little panicked, who hasn't panicked when I saw a dozen ghosts pounce on me for the first time?"

It's very good, and my face is a little unbearable.

It's really embarrassing to say, but the faint sense of oppression in his lower abdomen forced him to change the topic immediately, this ghost game, why do you have to be so real in these unnecessary details!

"Okay, don't be afraid, I'll take you back."

Touching you poor patted his beloved manticore lion's neck, let it get up and prepare to fly away from here with the two of them, the ghoul scourge in front of him has gradually subsided because the ghoul overlord was hacked to death, but so many ghouls must be a big trouble to deal with later.

He was relieved that he was doing well, and was about to ride a manticore lion with a disgusted face, but he was shocked to see something.

Immediately grabbed and touched you poor, and pointed to a small cave in the beehive-shaped rock wall not far away.

He said:

"There's someone over there! I see it! There's a sneaky ghoul running out with a big bag on his back! Chase! ”

(End of chapter)