It's no coincidence that Murphy can suddenly appear at the pinch of battle.

In fact, after arriving at the Bafeng Special Underground Palace and finding that Tris had not yet come up, Murphy decisively summoned George, and took him all the way deep into the underground palace with the astral wolf's amazing sense of smell, he didn't even arrive at the critical moment, but had sneaked into the church when Triss was controlled by the Fallen Law, but as he said, heroes always need to appear at a critical moment to reverse the defeat.

So the vampire lord also took a moment to pick and choose a moment to appear.

Navigating the maze wasn't easy, but Miss Winnie summoned the Minotaur, whose smell was so peculiar that George could easily track it down.

Fortunately, he came in time, otherwise with the concentration of filth in this subspace in this church and the malicious disturbance of the evil god and demon fetus Bafengte, even if Paliano really killed the blasphemous priest in the end, it would probably be a miserable victory.

As Tracy said, after these real "degenerates" were blessed by the shadows of the subspace, the difference in power ranks was no longer the key to victory or defeat in their eyes, and the worst result was that Paliano killed the blasphemous priest, but he himself was planted into the seed of depravity, which was really Barbie Q.

Murphy really didn't want to use the power of Omega to execute this neurotic Rose Knight whom he actually admired, and he didn't want to go to Lord Pa Ying to explain to him why his First Lord had died in the evil dungeon of the goatmen for no apparent reason.

"I've seen that kind of power in you once before, in the Blood Vulture Corridor, and I couldn't confirm its relationship with you at the time, but this time I did."

The mentally weak Paliano was actually not injured, and his Golden Rule Guardian made it difficult for him to be really hurt, but this guy would be a little dizzy, and he didn't dare to move vigorously for fear that he would come out and destroy his perfect image, so he said to Murphy with his riding gun:

"I need to report this to Lord Pa Ying, your power to restrain and defeat the filth of subspace is important to our cause. Please forgive me for the leak, Murphy, but this is an advantage that cannot be concealed. ”

"It doesn't matter, just say it, I also wish that my status in the eyes of Lord Pa Ying would be higher, so that when I apply for assistance, the Lord will not think too much. What's more, I guess when I meet him, I may ask him some more rude things.

Build a good relationship now, lest I be stabbed to death by a shot from the angry lord at that time. ”

Murphy sat on the only stone chair in the church that was still intact, and while he rested, he played with the civilized stone tablet in his hand, and said to the Rose Knight without raising his head:

"Regarding the true meaning of this power, I will personally explain it to the old man when I meet the lord, but you have also been 'purified' just now, so you need to rest for a while in the future, my power not only suppresses the subspace, but also restrains the power of the dark bias.

So, don't take it seriously, Paliano. ”

"Hmm."

The Rose Knight nodded, and then glanced at Hogg next to him, he didn't ask much, but put his riding gun behind his back, pressed his hands on the shoulders of Poor and Winnie, and walked out of the church with the two little ones who frequently turned back.

Obviously, the gentle and caring Rose Knight didn't want the two brave little ones to hear the rest of the conversation.

This is a kind of protection, those heavy secrets are not what their level should know, in this chaotic continent, all secrets have weight, that is the price and sacrifice.

Standing next to Murphy, Tracy was still flipping through the broken tome that the blasphemous priest had dropped, and released a silent barrier to prevent prying eyes.

The wolf George lay at Murphy's feet, clawing the purified skull of the Fallen, its "new toy", and bringing it back to its lair in the ancestral forests would surely bring more majesty to the head wolf.

The Lord of the Biters, who controlled Hogg's body, sat in front of Murphy, waiting for the vampire lord to ask.

This ghost from the past seems to be genuinely ready to answer all of Murphy's questions.

But the vampire didn't speak immediately, but stared at the irregular slate in his hand, this was the first time he had seen a complete civilization slate, and he dropped an item to identify it, and its entry unfolded in the next second:

Name: Gnoll Civilization Slate Eden Security Personnel Code Protocol Ds-04

Quality: Miracle Creation

Efficacy:

One. After holding the tablet and completing the binding, the holder will be given the title of [Spokesperson of the Jackal Humanities], and nominally have the command and control over all the gnolls.

When entering any place of creation, you will be granted [Special Spokesperson] permissions, and will be granted the right to use some of the creation facilities, as well as decrypt and read a part of the creation knowledge.

Prompt!

This binding permission only applies to individual gnolls and does not involve reproduction and inheritance.

Two. After holding the tablet and completing the binding, the holder will be given the special entry [Creation Power: Evolution], and will be granted the permission to "choose evolution" once, and can choose an enhancement gene sequence in the enhancement options open to the tablet to bless their body.

Each holder can only evolve once.

The process of evolution must be completed in the Standard or Advanced Bio Pods of the Land of Creation.

After the evolution is completed, the bearer will be forcibly given the duty of [Tablet Guardian], and must do everything in their power to protect the integrity and inheritance of the civilization tablet before they die.

This effect is a contractual force, and once the duty is abandoned, the individual will be destabilized and die quickly.

Three. After holding the tablet and completing the binding, the holder will be eligible to enter the Special Creation Land: Gnoll Civilization Hall, where they can learn about the birth of the Gnoll, its mission, and the blueprint of the race.

Four. After holding the tablet and completing the binding, when the holder holds the civilization tablet, it will be given the effect of [Leader Aura: Gnoll], and any gnolll individual who enters the aura range will be subject to "Mental Identification".

Prompt!

The effect is related to charm.

When the charm is insufficient, the holder needs to persuade the compatriot with eloquence skills, and after the persuasion is successful, the aura takes effect, so that the target individual has unconditional trust and following the holder, and the aura effect is greatly weakened for the special individual if the persuasion fails.

Maker: [DATA EXPUNGED]

Item Description:

[Early one morning, the cuties in Eden had a whim to create a new creature to carry out security duties, and they submitted me a formal research report, although I had already left there by this time, but I still thought the idea was terrible.

I know, there are some pretentious idiots who want to experience what it feels like to be a creator.

But I didn't stop them.

Because this is a world for them, I don't owe them anything, and they have the right to plan for the future of their hometown, but in order to prevent them from getting away with it, I specially told the guys who stayed there to make this thing, to ensure that there is a plan for the worst-case scenario.

Maybe I should be prepared again, after all, in my past experience, once someone starts calling themselves gods, then disaster is on the agenda.

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[Data deletion]

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"I knew that you had formed an invincible army in the Fourth Plague by more than just your charisma, Frede, you shameless fellow! You're really 'cheating'! ”

Murphy slammed the irregular stone slate of civilization to his hand, and he looked at "Hogg", who also raised his head, although it was still Hogg's ugly face, but the unruly flashing in his eyes indicated that there was a wild consciousness in this body at this time.

Even Tracy couldn't understand what kind of posture the King of Biting Bones was in Hogg's body, but Triss was sure that it was definitely not a simple "takeaway".

Because Hogg's soul did not suffer any harm, he was only suppressed by his senses at the level of consciousness.

In response to Murphy's sarcasm, the Lord of the Biting Bones reacted by raising his paw and making a rather nasty gesture in Gnoll culture, giving out a sneering laugh, assuming a big sitting position, and saying with a big grin:

"They don't know who you really are, Lord Murphy, but I do! But since you're having so much fun with these ignorant vampires, I'm not going to expose you, and you're starting to domesticate your own slave girls.

Well, well, big people like you are qualified enough to enjoy their lives as much as they want, and even in this chaotic world, there isn't much power that can stop you from doing what you want.

I'm just a poor security captain compared to you, so let's get to the point.

You obviously need me to answer your questions now.

I will cooperate.

I'll be very, very cooperative, but only if you get Hogg to complete the binding of the Spokesmen of Civilization right away.

The gnolls civilization is in jeopardy, and my people must have a messenger from the Creator to guide them correctly, otherwise a terrible fall is imminent, and it is an unacceptable result for me, the 'child of creation'. ”

"That's exactly what I've been planning, Hogg is the gnoll of my choice, I'll help him to the end, you don't have to worry about that."

Murphy narrowed his eyes and stared at the King of Biters, as if warning him not to say something it shouldn't.

After a few seconds of eye contact, he said:

"Tell me about you, about the mysterious first half of your life, you deliberately erased your past, did you not want people to know where you came from? Hogg told me that you said you woke up in a time that was not yours.

So, you are a survivor of the 'Age of Creation'? ”

"Oh, you're better than I thought."

The King of Biting Bones sat cross-legged on the ground, and he had no respect for Murphy, the Alpha Administrator, and spread his claws again, saying:

"Yes, I came from that forgotten 'Golden Age', but I wasn't one of those pioneers, and the humble me wasn't qualified for that yet. Now that you've become the curator of the Swamp Gallery, you already know why we gnolls were born?

We are designed security personnel, a biological weapon born into slavery.

It was a terrible fate.

But I don't hate the creators of the Gnolls, and without them we wouldn't have been born.

However, the genealogy of the Gnolls was not designed to be perfect from the beginning, and those servants of the Creator, those lucky fellows who lived in Eden were also experiencing the feeling of the Creator for the first time, and their hands were very wet, resulting in the design of the first generation of Gnolls to be terrible in every way.

Well.

I think you already know what I'm talking about.

Skinny gnolls like Hogg were the first generation of gnolls designed and manufactured in Eden, and they called them 'blueprints', so it was obvious that such a creature lacking strength and majesty could not serve as security, so Eden soon began the second phase of renovation, and this time it was very successful.

Based on the blueprint, the second generation of gnolls is taller, more ferocious, more obedient, extremely enduring, full of courage, and much more majestic in appearance, it is simply a perfect creation!

I also know that they have programmed the genes of the hounds into our genetic sequence, so that we are naturally loyal and need an owner to lead.

That's not a bad thing.

However, with the second generation of gnolls, the idiots of Eden are not satisfied, they are the first time to become creators, so they are arrogant to create a perfect life.

What a bunch of greedy guys.

Phase 3 trials are on the agenda, and I, Frede, am the only living entity in Phase 3 trials that has reached the final stage. ”

The King of the Biting Bones uttered the gnoll-man's peculiar, mocking laugh again, and he quacked:

"I was given the name 'Perfect' before I was born, and they gave me the nickname 'Khan'! Apparently, they had created a king for the gnolls, and they wanted me to lead the gnolls who had already begun their security duties.

But I hate the names they give me!

I have my own intelligence, I know I have a personality, they made me so clever that I was planning to 'surprise' them while I was asleep in the bio pod.

But sadly, before I woke up, the Eden District was gone. ”

"Gone?"

Murphy's eyes widened and he asked:

"What do you mean it's gone? Why did Eden become the Dark Mountains it is now? Why is it as if the memory of the Golden Age has been erased from history? Tell me, Fried, what happened then? ”

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

The King of Biting Bones pursed his lips, revealing a very human helplessness, and explained:

"As I said, I hadn't woken up yet, and my knowledge of the Eden and the origin and mission of the Gnoll was still known from the database of the Gnoll Civilization Museum.

My hatchery was hidden there, with a high level of security, so I was lucky enough to escape the unknown catastrophe.

I was frozen in time, and I should have died, but fate favored me, and it knew that I still had a mission to complete!

More than a hundred years ago, I was awakened by a group of explorers who dared to venture into the depths of the Dark Mountains, opened my eyes in a world that did not belong to me, and then brutally killed the inferior creatures who dared to step into the Land of Creation!

It's not because I'm cruel by nature.

Rather, I am on a mission to protect the Land of Creation and the District of Eden.

It was only at the end of that killing that I realized that everything was gone, my past, my future, the meaning of my existence, everything was gone.

I'm almost going crazy, Mistress Murphy. No, Chief Murphy!

It's true.

I was almost struck down by the emptiness of my heart, and I wandered through the dark mountains like a wild man, until I accidentally rescued a few second-generation gnolls who had gone out hunting at the hands of a group of evil goatmen.

Ignorant, they regarded me as a god and enthusiastically brought me back to the Biting Bone Clan, where there were only a few dozen people at the time, so that night, I had my own surname and my own spouse, and it was also in the sage time after a boring mating that I suddenly realized that the end of the golden age was not a bad thing!

My wise 'masters' are long gone, and the leash around our necks has long since broken.

We are free!

Ha!

That's when I finally remembered that I still have a mission to complete, yes! Those fools who claim to be the creator have given me a mission to lead the gnolls, and I intend to fulfill it!

It only took me a week to easily conquer the weak gnolls in the surrounding area with the warriors of the Lord of the Biting Bones, and piece together from their elders about the stupid failures of the last three Black Plagues.

I realized that the gnolls were fighting for the right to survive in the Dark Mountains!

They need a king who can lead them.

They need a 'Khan'!

I had another epiphany, and I returned to the Gnoll Civilization Hall, where I found our civilization slate and completed the binding, inheriting the mission and responsibilities that I should have inherited, and becoming the commander-level gnoll captain of the Eden Security Department.

I managed to obtain the weapons and armor that my masters had left me, and I also completed the evolution given by the slate.

I chose power!

In this chaotic world, I must have the strength to lead my people.

Unfortunately, my makers trained me as a warrior.

They didn't write too many pieces of intelligence and strategy into my individual genes, and I was too immersed in power and conquest, and by the time I realized I might fail, the whole continent had rallied before I even noticed.

Well, I lost.

I underestimated this garbage-like stupid era. ”

The Lord of the Biters shrugged.

But there was no more remorse and loss in its voice, on the contrary, it said in a casual tone:

"I lost the fourth black plague initiated by me, it's a pity, it was the last war that the gnoll civilization could crush the world, I lost, I felt that this was my breach of duty, so fate brought me punishment.

But it's not too hard to accept, you know, I should have been buried with the Golden Age, but I was given a chance to live again, and even though I only lived for a dozen years, I was really happy!

I followed my heart's choice and happily lived a glorious and short life that belonged to the King of Biting Bone, and it was a great feeling! It's definitely 10,000 times cooler than the security captain I worked as a security captain for hundreds of years in the golden age!

It doesn't matter if you win or lose, after all, being a human being is the most important thing to be happy.

In the last moments of my life, I took my most loyal Janissaries back to the place where the Gnolls were first born.

You may not know it, but the first gnolls were born in the Underground Creature Hall of the Swamp Exclusion Zone, where we truly originated and where all gnolls live.

Believe it or not, the truth is that I didn't intend to make a comeback with the power of the Swamp Forbidden after my defeat, I just wanted to close the eco-zone and let my hand-trained Praetorian Guards restart our civilization there, and I wanted to return our homeland to the gnolls of this era.

They have no future in the Dark Mountains!

The land is cursed, and they must return to their original homeland before they can develop a more advanced civilization.

Unfortunately, I had registered as a security captain in Eden, leaving me no longer able to take control of the Swamp Exclusion Zone, so in my final disappointment and prayer to my children and grandchildren, I closed my eyes in the visitor's chair in the Land of Creation.

Just like the way I did when I opened my eyes in this day and age.

This is probably a kind of fateful reincarnation, and the son of creation will eventually return to the land of creation.

It would have been a mistake for me to wake up in a time that did not belong to me, I should have left with my masters, and the dog thing of fate played with me because it loved to watch tragedy.

But it was only after my death that I realized how generous my masters were.

They had written strange things into my genes and spirit in order to create the perfect creature, and I couldn't understand the messages, but those things protected my soul and kept me from resisting the call of Hades.

Bah!

The hell of shit!

There is no place for Hades in the destiny that the Creator created for this world!

They were put up on their own initiative, and they were only worthy of being given to the creator as dogs to be given a bite to eat in the material world, and if it weren't for the creator who accepted that precarious plane and incorporated it into his perfect blueprint, the so-called Hades would have been finished long ago.

As a result, after the end of the Golden Age, those dogs actually trembled, and dared to steal the power of the Creator and call themselves the kingdom of death.

Phew!

Disgusting thing, only the Creation Engine is where we true Creator Sons should go, Sir Murphy, you will go there after your misfortune, and luckily, my name is on the register there.

If you send me there, I will be able to complete the last step in the life of the Child of Creation, and return the power I have gained to the Great Creator to contribute to the continuation of the perfect blueprint.

That's my last request, Chief Murphy.

Please bring my soul home!

Let me rest in the wonderful destiny that the Creator has designed for us.

I don't belong to this era, and I don't want to bury my bones here.

That's my story, the story of a loser, and I don't really know much about the rest of the Golden Age, but if you still need it, I'm bound to answer it seriously. ”

"So, the truth about the slate of civilization."

Murphy glanced at Trace, who was writing the story of the King of Biting Bone, and he smiled dumbly, then looked back at Philip and asked:

"What's the use of this thing other than choosing a spokesperson? Why does Twilight want to get it? ”

"They don't want slates, they just want to get the 'Living Contract', sir."

Philip replied very seriously:

"You're asking the right person, this area is one of the areas of work of the Eden Security Captain, so I know a little bit about it. Only those individuals who have signed a pact with the Creator are eligible to approach the 'Heart of the World' without being attacked, and are said to have other high-level privileges to enter it.

It is the eternal palace of the Creator, and it is said that it hides the deepest mysteries of becoming a god and even subspace.

Dusk is the believers of the subspace, they are the enemies of the Creator, they dare not go near the holy place, so they can only take advantage of the loopholes.

Once the slate of civilization is contaminated, the contract of living beings will be transferred to them, and they will not have to fear heavenly punishment from the Creator.

Yes, I've seen it with my own eyes.

Just a few years before the Fourth Black Plague, in the gray desert, I saw it with my own eyes.

That was the biggest mistake I've ever made in my life, Chief Murphy.

I must confess about Twilight that the first place of creation they found was what I told them."

(End of chapter)