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Although being close to Tracy was relaxing, the shadow in Murphy's heart did not dissipate, and after sending Tracy back to her secret laboratory in a gesture of me, Murphy thought that it would be better to go out and walk around if he couldn't sleep anyway.

So he spread his wings and flew high again.

This time, he didn't need Refnor's guidance in the dark, so he let his temperament soar around his vast territory, flying wherever he wanted, and relaxing as a vampire-style high-altitude drag race.

Murphy suddenly realizes a fact that he has not paid attention to after seeing himself farther and farther away from the Crimson Keep.

In other words, from the birth of the vampire race on the continent and the formation of its own civilization settlement, Murphy is probably the guy who actually controls the most territory among all the vampire lords throughout the ages.

Although Transcia has nominally belonged to the Vulture Clan for the past four hundred years, even the beggars and gnolls of the land know that Sikorn has never really been under the control of Salokdal.

The Blood Vulture Patriarch also had a weak grip on the south and west, and it can be said that in the era of Sallockdal, the core area that the Blood Vulture Clan really controlled was the Cadman County circle.

The Thorn Clan has a small principality on the border of the Nordov Kingdom, which is almost two-thirds the size of Transnsia, which is already quite a powerful force in the vampire political entity.

The wolf venom clan nominally controls the dark area of Gneryn Island, but in fact, everyone knows that the order of this dark zone depends on King Louis turning a blind eye.

Not to mention the other clans.

The Knights of the Blood Alliance have no territory, the Blood Dread Clan has been floating on the sea for two hundred years, and the main body of the Secret Blood Clan has been silent from the continent since the last Black Plague, leaving only two or three kittens still active in the night, and even Triss can't confirm whether they really exist.

As for the Mad Blood Clan

The cursed clan had been sealed in the Land of Holy Blood since the beginning of the era, and until now, they had never actually set foot on the continent, so these guys were not usually counted when discussing vampire affairs in this day and age.

After thinking about it for a while, Murphy found that he had really inadvertently lit up a remarkable achievement, no wonder Lord Pa Ying was so polite to himself

Perhaps, before he realized it, the old and refined lord realized that he, a young vampire, was "a strange commodity"?

Thinking about it this way, Murphy is still a little proud.

He started from scratch, starting from scratch, and little by little he redeveloped the Blood Vulture Clan, which was on the verge of extinction, to the point where it is now.

Although the current clan is still far from returning to its heyday, as more and more players become vampires, Murphy and Tracy can be sure that when the Black Plague comes, the Blood Vulture Clan will once again become a hero who can take out nearly a thousand Black Iron Warriors in one go, and after the Black Plague is over, it is unlikely that Murphy will make up a "Silver Hundred Group".

"When the situation in Translancia is in my hands, and after surviving the Black Plague, I will have to think about expanding the territory and recovering the lost territory."

Murphy lowered his flight speed from supersonic to cruising in the air, and also allowed himself to go from a high altitude to a low altitude of several hundred meters, and he thought to himself:

"It has not been half a year since the end of the ten-year war, and the people of East Prus and Kavhoka still have a certain centripetal force towards the Portia Confederacy. Especially in the Kafhoka area, the brutal repression of the North has made many people resentful.

This is a good opportunity.

But if it continues to drag on, things will not be good, and the wolf girl will not allow the big granary of Kafhoka to remain outside the Northern polity

Hey?

What the hell is that up there? ”

The vampire lord's attention was suddenly drawn to a point of light flying in the dark night ahead, and he raised his head and squinted his eyes to change the focus of his vampire eyeballs.

After a second of fine-tuning, he could see clearly something in the distant night, it was a small player riding on a vulture, if he remembered correctly, this guy's ID was called "Thirty-Year-Old Smoke Mulberry"?

Seems to be a professional pilot.

What are you going to do when you don't sleep at night? Do you have something on your mind like him, so you can't sleep?

Murphy had a wicked smile on his face.

He calls for a shadow to cover himself and sneaks up on Yansang, who is adjusting the Vulture's flying stance, intending to scare him as a prank on a mainline NPC and his own cute players.

However, just as Murphy was sneaking closer, he heard Yansang shouting at the other end of the Orb in his voice:

"Napalm incendiary bombs are ready for the first test! The wind speed is normal, and the flight speed is as expected! The ground target is locked and ready to be dropped! A few observation posts watch for the effect of the explosion!

Three, two, one!

Bombing! ”

"it!"

Murphy was startled by Yan-san's shout, but Yan-sang in front of him had already let out a ghost-crying wolf howl, and then opened the buckle hanging under the vulture.

A black round thing was driven by the vulture's flight trajectory and plunged headlong towards the ground, and the reduced weight of the vulture climbed rapidly, and the bomb that was made in the style of a Chen Hang bomb was smashed by Murphy's body.

The tortured little bastards also put buzzers on the bombs, making them make a high-pitched and piercing sound when they fell, which had the charm of the death screams of World War II hero Stuka.

Murphy saw Yansang pulling the reins to let the vulture rise quickly, and he himself hurriedly flapped his wings and lifted into the air, and just as he quickly climbed to the kilometer position, there was a loud bang, and a dazzling fireball exploded in the ground with the release of heat on the wilderness below.

I don't know what these bastards have added to it, making the flames burst out so fast and ruthless, almost engulfing the target area they have built in the wilderness in the blink of an eye.

The wooden forts and the scarecrows laid down in the dug ravines were burned by the firelight, and in an instant it was like falling into a hell of flames.

"That's not right, is it?"

Murphy hovered high in the air and looked down.

He recalled the war documentaries he had watched in the past, and in his memory, the power and flame spread of such light incendiary bombs that could be dropped by flying vehicles should not have been so large.

And didn't you say it was difficult to do this thing? How did you come up with the finished product so quickly?

Is there any amazing talent entering the game?

That's not right!

I have been vetting the young players who have recently logged into the game, and there are no "copiable talents" in this area who have been recruited.

Before Murphy could fly down and discuss the dangers of wanton arson with the cheering group of "arsonists" on the ground, he saw that the smoke mulberry that had just flown away flew back on a vulture, and this time a slightly smaller bomb was hanging from under his vulture.

This thing has a strange beehive-like shape, and it looks like a lot of small bombs are crudely held together.

Murphy was immediately interested.

He approached again incognito, intending to see what the hell weapon Yansang was going to throw into the ground this time?

"The second experiment of incendiary bomb throwing! This time, it was the white phosphorus bomb knocked out by Brother Loyalty, and the range would be relatively large, and the vampire brothers who served as observers retreated to the safe zone! ”

Wearing World War II-style flying goggles, Yansang shouted at the arithmetic orb he had attached to his arm:

"Remember to release the Skeleton Army as a damage control in the explosion range before leaving, this time it's a power test! We're going to test if the white phosphorus bombs can do enough damage to the skeletons.

One minute countdown to the bomb! ”

“！！！”

Murphy's expression was completely unsustainable when he heard the shout.

If he's not mistaken, white phosphorus bombs are forbidden to be used in war, right? With the exception of some wolf-hearted scum countries, all countries that have a little bit of "civilization" have banned this weapon.

However, even Murphy, who knows nothing about engineering, knows that the technical content of the white phosphorus bomb is actually not very high, at least compared to the terrifying lethality it causes to biological targets.

It's a bit inhumane to use this against soldiers from other countries, but it's a good fit to destroy the Skeleton Army.

This made Murphy also look forward to the results of this white phosphorus bomb test.

He waited patiently at high altitude, and after a minute, Yansang once again simulated the air cavalry bomb throwing the bomb, and dropped the honeycomb-shaped white phosphorus bomb suspended by the vulture at a predetermined speed and height.

Exactly the same drop trajectory, exactly the same beep scream.

However, this thing disintegrated and burned at an altitude of 100 meters, so that the night in this wilderness was also illuminated by hundreds of bright "sparks" flying in the wilderness, which was the scene of white phosphorus with a very low ignition point being ignited by the heat of friction with the air.

Each drop of scorching light trailed a long tail flame over the wilderness, beginning to attach itself to anything in the blast zone below and burn until it reduced itself and everything around it to ashes.

Removing the meaning of damage and destruction attached to this, the "Starlight Falling" staged at night was like a gorgeous fireworks show, which made Xiao Sharon, who stayed on the observation platform with Brother Loyal and the designers of the arsenal and observed this scene with telescopes, express heartfelt emotion.

"It's beautiful."

She said:

"It's like when I was 12 years old, my father threw a birthday party for me, and that night my engineering mentor made homemade fireworks for me."

"I don't think you would be happy if you knew what terrible results your own work would cause on the battlefield between humans and humans. Compared to the thing we just dropped, all the evil you knew before was as cute and harmless as a doll in a little girl's hand.

If there was a hell in this world, I guess all of us would have put our names on the Hell visitor register. ”

The loyal brother next to him spit out a little.

Although he provided the drawings of the white phosphorus bomb that Sharon Jr. had knocked out by hand, he had no idea that this thing could be made at the industrial level of Translancia when he first sought the advice of "professionals".

It turns out that the process of white phosphorus bombs is indeed not difficult, and the world's steam engineers are not ignorant of white phosphorus as a chemical.

After Brother Loyal described the characteristics of white phosphorus, Xiao Sharon quickly brought him the real thing.

Known on the continent as "Bach Fire Wax", this substance is said to have been discovered by the brilliant Halfling mechanic Bach Gaslamp Sr. when he was young, and the Halfling engineers would use it to make complex ignition devices.

According to Sharon, white phosphorus is used in some of the weapons made by the halflings, but the halfling engineers of this world are clearly not mad enough to truly weaponize this kind of thing.

Perhaps they knew it could be used as a weapon, but they kept it a secret until the Atlas revealed to Sharon that it had another use besides igniting fire.

Sharon only knew that it was powerful, but she still didn't know anything about the horrors of the White Phosphorus Bomb.

"The results of the injury test are in."

The Arsenal designer with the ID name "Dire Manta Golem" ran to Brother Loyal with a small notebook and reported to him:

"We threw thirty skeletons into the blast zone, and after the test bombs exploded and burned sufficiently, only five were still active, the rest were severely burned to varying degrees, and more than twelve skeletons were completely burned to ashes.

It turns out that the burning state of white phosphorus can completely destroy the bodies of low-level skeletons, and the heat it emits is enough to destroy the sanity of the dead that they are maintained by the breath of Hades.

I reckon we've probably found a new way to deal with the Skeleton Army, and it's definitely more useful than fire for a wide area of instantaneousness, which can't be extinguished with water! ”

"Okay, then put it on the list of expedited production."

Brother Loyal took the record book and glanced at it, and said:

"In addition to making flying bombs that are dropped from high altitudes, make a batch of white phosphoryl dragon breath bombs that can be targeted and equipped for shotgunners.

Forget about the modification of the grenade.

It's too dangerous, and if you miss a throw, it's easy to take the rest of the trench with you to meet Avalon.

However, we can consider making white phosphorus shells fired from cannonballs.

The effect of napalm incendiary bombs tested in the first round was somewhat subtle

We added gold burning powder to it so that it could maintain this intensity of covered combustion, and it turned out that the alchemy of this world is really inseparable from the wonderful thing of burning gold.

Adding gold to a degraded Molotov cocktail made by Pigeon Treasure would have transformed it, and I couldn't imagine the devastating consequences of adding gold to a real napalm once it had been crafted.

Now it seems that Brother Bang's plan to burn down the swamp is really a bit achievable.

The premise is that we have to get enough fuel as an accelerant, and the problem is that Transncia doesn't make this thing, which is a real headache! ”

"If you burn gold, Lady Triss should have some stock there."

Next to Little Sharon said:

"I can write to some of my mentor's old friends in Port Chardo and ask them to help send some fuel, but the time may be a bit stretched."

"The gold is mostly mined by brass dwarves, right?"

Murphy's voice suddenly rang out beside Sharon and Brother Loyalty, and the vampire governor who came out of the shadows waved his hand to signal that the guards around him did not have to salute.

He looked at Sharon and said:

"I heard Tris say that although the halflings were the first to discover the gold hundreds of years ago, they had to rely on the brass dwarves' talent for mining to get enough of it?"

"Well, that's true."

Sharon Says:

"Near the brass fortress in the Dark Mountains, there is the largest gold mine ever discovered on the continent, and the circulation of this thing on the continent is basically monopolized by the brass dwarf mining companies. Many people want to hook up with the brass dwarves, but as the three dwarves of the three races, no, as the worst-tempered race on the entire continent, the brass dwarves are not willing to deal with those who have evil intentions.

If you want to buy from them on a large scale, it will take a long, long time just to get through the relationship.

Murphy-sess, do you have any connections in this area? ”

"No, no, no, I don't know any brass dwarves."

Murphy shook his head and said:

"But I know a silver dwarf marshal, and that guy has a certain status in dwarven society. I also know a vampire lord who even the Elven King has to listen to when it comes to the Scourge of the Dark.

Combining the two, I think we can get the burning of gold before the Black Plague arrives. ”

After saying that, Murphy turned his head to look at Brother Loyalty, he stared at the leader of the otherworldly agents in front of him, and after a few seconds of silence, he said:

"I know that the use of this weapon may cause you strong feelings of guilt and insecurity, and I can promise that it will not be used in a war against any civilized forces, we are vampires but we are not beasts, this thing is inhumane to any sentient and sentient being.

But my Excellency, the head of the Arsenal, I need you to craft more of these horrific weapons when the Black Plague strikes.

I need many, many more.

Make them the first priority production!

I can allocate all the resources you need, and by the way, use the war in the filthy swamp as a testing ground for new weapons.

I want to give my generals and my soldiers some confidence, and I want them to know that we have what it takes to hold off and repel the threat of the gnolls. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Brother Loyal came to stand up in place, and he responded:

"I'll make a list for the administration, and as soon as the resources are available, we can start production immediately! However, I need to recruit a group of trusted workers in the local area to specialize in the production of these weapons, which is a military secret of Translasia, and I cannot leave them to the workers of the Capetian family to make them.

Once the principle of this thing is clarified, it can be easily copied with the level of engineers on the mainland.

Confidentiality is a must. ”

"Well, we still have a lot of unemployed blood servants."

Murphy whispered:

"Their seemingly twisted and fanatical loyalties may be put to good use."

Ps：

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