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"I will escort His Excellency Virtuous Wolf to the Valley of the Shadows, and from today until the end of the Black Plague, I will be Hogg's personal bodyguard."

At the entrance to the swamp forbidden lands, the heavily armed Rose Knight Paliano said goodbye to Murphy and Trissy:

"After it has finished meeting with the Flesh Tearer, I will take it to meet Lord Pa Ying, it must first satisfy the Lord of the Virtuous Lord, and the Lord has other arrangements for the Virtuous Wolf, and it is expected that the Virtuous Wolf will need the Virtuous Wolf to meet with several leaders of the civilization camp in order to obtain their support.

This process may take a little time.

But I promise that Hogg and I will return to your position when the Plague begins, and I promise you again on behalf of the Blood Alliance!

As long as the Blood Alliance clan remains, Transcia will never fall. ”

"I trust your assurance, Paliano, that this neurotic knight is a symbol of the oath itself, and I also promise you that the Blood Vulture Clan, led by me, will give everything to the great plan of the Lord."

Tracy spoke the official words on behalf of the Vulture and Paliano, while Murphy walked over to Hogg with a crate.

In the moment of separation, he placed the box in front of Hogg's eyes, unlocked it with the fingerprint lock, pointed to the black inner armor in it, and said:

"You will travel far away, Hogg, and I will personally present you with a set of armor from the Golden Age, which will protect you in times of danger. This is also my guilt, it is I who have pushed you to where you are now, and I am the one who has imposed on you a duty that you should not have undertaken.

While I may seem to give you a choice, it's actually just a trick. ”

"But you did give me the opportunity to greatness and even immortality, Master Murphy."

Hogg shook his head, smirking as sly as before.

It unceremoniously opened the box, put the small set of Far Traveler armor on its body and quickly read the manual without any obstacles, and then stuffed the armor piece into the correct position, and the wise wolf shook his head and said:

"Who would have thought that the skinny little guy who was almost thrown into the pot and boiled into broth would actually make it to the sky in one step? I guess it was a stroke of fate, and perhaps my sad fate had already been reversed when my dear little reed brought me to you.

But I'm not surprised, because you're such an amazing man who can't be imagined."

Speaking of this, Hogg looked carefully left and right, and it whispered:

"There are a few other things I saw when I bound the Civilization Slate, Master Murphy, you may not know about Project Alpha, but a series of Golden Age creature projects, including the Gnolls, are in the service of Project Alpha.

That plan was not set by the Creator's minions in Eden, it was a plan made by the Creator himself.

You!

You are the Creator's chosen one!

I don't see too many details, but I think you should seek out the lost lands of creation in the world, where the power and secrets are the legacy of the Creator, and only you are entitled to inherit them. ”

"That being said, I don't know what happened during the transition between the Golden Age and this era, and the power and knowledge that should have been inherited by me were obtained by others in advance."

Murphy sighed and said:

"Even if I put on an alpha posture, they won't be willing to hand it over, and they will have to resort to war in the end."

"But that's probably what the Creator wants you to do."

Hogg whispered:

"After seeing the majesty of the Golden Age with your own eyes, even a lowly gnolloll like me realizes that the era we live in is very abnormal, and that you, as the chosen one of the Creator, should not correct it with your own hands?

Twilight, the madmen who have stolen the great inheritance only think of the destruction of the world, and therefore the opposite of salvation is something that only you can do, and a humble servant like me can share in your glory.

You don't have to worry about what I have to be disgusted with this spell of eternal life.

Far from it!

Just as the Lord of the Biting Bone calls you 'Sir', my lord, we gnolls are born to serve the great cause of the Creator, so it is natural that I, as the spokesperson of the Gnolls, serve you as the Lord!

You are our master, and now I am just back to my rightful place, and no matter what you want to do in the future, as long as I can pull the gnolls back from their fall, we will be your most loyal servants!

Although it is the secret support of Lord Pa Ying, please believe that I will only be loyal to you! ”

This guy.

Murphy couldn't help but glance at Hogg.

He could fully understand the hidden meaning of Hogg's words, and Hogg, who had evolved again on the level of intelligence, could obviously understand the situation that Murphy was facing at this time, and it implied that Murphy would definitely have conflicts with other vampire clans in the future, and only they gnolls would be a force to rely on at that time.

!

The 'virtuous wolf' created by himself is really powerful.

"That's all for later, we have to focus on the present."

Murphy waved his hand and didn't talk about it again, he taught Hogg how to manipulate the intelligent shuttle attached to the Far Wanderer's armor, and handed Hogg a pair of hot melt claws that matched the Gnoll's combat style, and he reminded:

"Don't have more than 40 people when choosing your 'Godslayer Warrior', Lord Pa Ying will definitely assign you powerful characters as well, but you should be able to understand that those guys are unreliable at critical moments.

Only our warriors dare to swing their swords at the gods. ”

"Well, I can understand."

Hogg apparently had an idea, too, saying:

"The ladies who have single-handedly shaped the Bloodclaw Clan must be involved, this is the best return they can get for their 'investment' in me, and the 'Crimson Beasts' who maintain a good relationship with my Bloodclaw Clan must also be invited.

I'm thinking that if the Lord of the Hunt dies, then the Gnoll will need a new faith in the future.

I felt that I should invite a few servants of Avalon, so that the glory of the gods of nature would also shelter the barren hearts of my poor people.

I want the church of Avalon to be involved, but only you can convince the witch hunters. ”

"I'll talk to Natalie and the Valland Knights, and on the God-killing battlefield, Avalon's Chosen One will surely appear!"

Murphy made a promise, and Hogg didn't hesitate anymore.

Draped its robe over the Creator's armor and, accompanied by Paliano, entered the portal that Trith had opened, allowing itself to be engulfed in scarlet light and sent to the vicinity of the Valley of the Shadows.

After they left, only Tris and Murphy were left.

The Scarlet Witch was a little worried, and as Murphy led her back to the exhibition hall, she whispered:

"Hogg's changes are a bit drastic, the growth of wisdom has made its soul beyond the scope of the gnolls, and when I talk to it, I always think of the elders of the secret blood clan, and they speak in this half-hidden tone."

"Are you worried about Hogg's 'rebellion'?"

Murphy smiled, reached out and put his arm around Tracey's waist, and said:

"Don't worry, Hogg is a cunning gnolloll by nature, and after being enlightened by true wisdom, he knows what to do to his advantage.

That's exactly what I'd like to see change.

The problems of the gnolls and even the black plague cannot be solved by brute force, only wisdom can lead them to civilization.

In this sense, Hogg was destined to be a more competent leader than the King of Biting Bones.

Well, I thought about it for a moment, maybe we should try the Desire Fragment in our hands, although it is only one-seventh of the Vampire Civilization Slate, but I think if the spokesperson of our race is still vacant, maybe it can really bring us a little miracle. ”

"Let's go! Look at it. ”

Triss excitedly dragged Murphy back to the biology lab on the third floor, where she placed the shards of desire she had brought with her in the tray of the authentication device.

The same process as before, let this thing be wrapped in energy, and a prompt will quickly pop up on the light curtain;

[The database certification is over, and the civilization slate is confirmed! ] The race number is confirmed to be Rs-0072, codenamed 'Bloodline', alias 'Vampire', and the spokesperson of this race is currently vacant.

Warn!

The civilization slate is damaged, and it is impossible to carry out the civilization spokesperson binding certification!

Prompt!

The fragment of the civilization tablet is cut by a special force and retains a part of the complete bloodline inheritance blueprint, which can reduce the certification rating to 'Blood Vulture Civilization Candidate', yes/no to start the certification? 】

“？？？”

Murphy and Tracey looked at each other.

The two of them had guessed before that the broken civilization slate could not be given the responsibility of a spokesperson, but they didn't expect that the broken slate of the blood clan could actually be downgraded to certification?

"What the hell is this? Why is it so strange that the power left behind by the Creator? Is this a fun time? ”

Murphy complained:

"In other words, all six major families except the Mad Blood Clan will give birth to a 'candidate'? Then the seven candidates fight each other, and the final winner can collect seven pieces to become the spokesperson? ”

"Look at this description, our civilization slate has been cut by a special force!"

Tracey pointed to the line and said to Murphy:

"This is certainly not a normal situation!

The King of Biting Bones also said that the destruction of the Civilization Slate represents a race that has permanently broken away from the Creator Sequence, and the Dusk Servants snatched the Civilization Slate just to pollute it and degrade the Gnoll group?

I suspect that this cutting may be a protective measure to prevent the fall of one clan and the fall of all vampires.

I just don't know who did this cutting operation?

Perhaps it was the last backup done in Eden when the Lord and the first Grand Dukes had not yet lost their amnesia? Didn't you say that they were all managers with status in Eden before? ”

"Well, that makes sense."

Murphy nodded.

He looked at the awaiting instructions on the light curtain, then patted Triss on the buttocks, pointed to the bio pod, and said:

"Go in, it's up to you to become the spokesperson of the Blood Vulture Clan and a candidate for the Blood Clan's civilization, you are the Grand Duke, this is the power you deserve. According to the description of the Gnoll Slate, after receiving the title of candidate, you will also have a psychic aura for the members of the Blood Vulture. ”

"If that's the case, then it's your turn!"

Tracey shook her head.

She retorted:

"You need this certification from the Creator more than I do, Murphy, although I am the Grand Duke, no one in the entire Crimson Keep does not know, you are the real soul of the Blood Vulture Clan, and I am just a puppet pushed to the foreground by you.

I may be emotionally captive, but I'm happy with the current situation, you just be lazy, I don't want to be under more pressure. ”

"Then you're going to put this pressure on me? You bad woman! ”

Murphy grabbed Tracey's waist and pretended to be vicious:

"Aren't you afraid of exhausting me to death?"

"But the creator has given you a mission, and shouldering the future of the Blood Vulture Clan is just a matter of following the trend for you, those who can work hard, go quickly, I will guard you."

Tracey nudged Murphy.

The Vampire Lord reluctantly unbuttoned his clothes to enter the creature pod, but before he could begin, he rolled his eyes and whispered a slightly excessive request in Tracy's ear.

The Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture was immediately furious and pinched Murphy's arm fiercely, but in the end he didn't refuse and just pushed him into the open biological pod with a straight face.

The rest of the operation was exactly the same as Hogg's process of binding the civilization slate just now, and the transparent liquid filled the biological pod with Murphy's nostrils and eyes, and a certain substance attached to it made him quickly enter a deep dormant state.

The certification of civilized candidates begins.

Murphy, who was asleep, also seemed to have a strange dream.

In his dreams, he walked in a splendid building like a temple of futuristic technology, on the second floor of a place that was bustling with people like a terminal, and behind him were several Bloods in researcher's straitjackets, discussing something.

"Hey, Sallokdahl! Are you listening? ”

Someone was calling him, and Murphy looked back in surprise.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he might have returned to the memories of the Blood Vulture Grand Duke Sarlokdal through the blood of the Blood Vulture Clan's sin descendants, which was understandable, after all, the origin of the bloodline of all the current Blood Vulture Clan was the Ancient One.

This situation is normal at the moment, and Hogg himself said that it had an "ancient dream" when it was bound to permission.

In this dream, Murphy is now Salokdal, and this is the undestroyed Eden!

Murphy blinked, trying to see the faces of the few people behind him in his memory, but the next moment a white-hot mass of something pasted up, and the touch was so real that Murphy's eyes widened for a moment.

And there was a coquettish voice kissing his earlobe very astringently, and said:

"Honey, you've been on the back of your mind lately, what's going on?"

Murphy looked dazed.

But then he realized that this enthusiastic Lady of the Blood Clan should be the Grand Duke of the Thorn Clan, Lady Oksana, and the wife of his own Grand Duke Sarlokdar Ming Media.

"It's okay, I'm just going back and forth between Eden and the Creation Engine, and I'm a little tired."

Murphy heard Sarlockdahl explain to his wife and others around him from a third-party perspective:

"You've been staying here and don't know what's going on on the Creator Engine's side, in fact the Far Wanderer Scouts have spotted a tribe of origins there, who are blue-skinned, tall and robust, and a bit savage in a clan civilization.

But instead, they found the site of the Creation Engine.

The natives undoubtedly regarded it as a miracle and had been prostrating day and night and trying to make a pilgrimage to it, much to the headache of Commander Querion, who was tasked with guarding the engines of creation.

According to Eden's protective laws for natives, he couldn't harm the blue-skinned people, but he still had to find a way to get rid of them so they wouldn't interfere with the entire construction process.

I've heard that Commander Quillion nicknamed the blueskins 'Songhai people', probably because they lived near the Songhai sand dunes, right? ”

"It's an unartistic name."

The young Bloodline opposite Sallokdal complained:

"They deserve a more formal and recognizable official name, and they should have invited a great artist like me to do it."

Through the eyes of the old patriarch, Murphy could see clearly the face of the man opposite.

It made him happy all of a sudden, yo, isn't this Lord Pa Ying? Hey, you've been so "artistic" when you're young, look at your waist-length hair, hey, it's almost soaked in your coffee!

"Okay, Pa Ying, don't worry about these details, we finally got together today on vacation for something more important."

The true initiator of this Bloodline gathering raised his hands and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

Murphy wanted to see what the man looked like.

But he found that the face of the person in front of him in this memory had no facial features, and he didn't look like this, which can only be explained by the fact that Sarokdal also hated this guy very much in his memory, so he erased his appearance.

Or maybe some kind of force intervened in the dream and concealed the true appearance of the person.

"The Creation Engine will be installed, which means that the final transformation of the world by the Creator is about to begin, and we will be able to truly set foot in our new home in a maximum of ten years, and the sowing of the Greenhouse of Life is perfect.

Our brethren race, who unfortunately fell in the Mass Extermination, are about to re-emerge in the new world, all by the gift of the Creator.

However, perhaps we should also take this opportunity to finish what we have been working on.

We all know that the genes of the Bloodline are seriously flawed, and if we can't find a way to change the way we reproduce, I mean, the act of increasing our own people by converting other races is really deadly.

This will make it impossible for us to maintain good relations with the other races, and perhaps we should find a way to give birth to a new one through natural childbirth, so that Salokdal and Oksana's long-cherished wish for a child will be fulfilled.

Other races have begun to repair their flaws through genetic engineering technology in the creation of science to make them more suitable for the new world and environment, and I think we should also start from this point to eliminate the flaws of our race, only in this way can we ensure the development of blood civilization in the new world.

I've requested permission from the Eye of the Overseer!

The R-7 section of the Living Greenhouse will be a laboratory for genetic modification of the Bloodline, and I need your help to make me, my brothers and sisters, to turn the Bloodline into a true 'perfect race'.

As a tribute to our Savior [DATA EXPUNGED], we will not fail to live up to the second chance he has given us. ”

Murphy wanted to keep listening.

But the picture became blurry at this moment, and he knew that he was going to wake up and wanted to see some more, and as his mind turned, the picture in front of him suddenly changed.

In the midst of a miserable ruin, which resembles the aftermath of an explosion, he still plays Sarlokdal, who seems to be wounded, holding an unconscious Oksana in his arms and trying to pull his brother out of the collapsed place where sparks fly in front of him.

But from within that desolate voice came from:

"Nope! Salokdal, don't save me! This is the punishment I deserve, we have broken the taboo! We ruined the blueprints, we ruined everything, it's all our fault! Leave me here and let me die!

Go and save Pa Ying and Constance! Let Edward cut through that thing! It's polluted, throw the tainted piece here!

Take them away!

Sarokdal, you are the bravest of us, and you must protect the last of our people from leaving.

Oh, my God.

We're finished, heaven has fallen"

The picture darkened for a moment, and Murphy turned his gaze to the sky with all his might.

Everywhere you look, there is a collapsed temple building, and high in the sky, a purple chasm sprinkles the power of filth like an eye of destruction on the land that should belong to the Creator, and a white circle of light flashes in the sky, like a pale sun.

Everywhere the light went, everything was swallowed up, and the memories that Murphy saw came to an abrupt end at this moment.

"This is our original sin."

At the moment when he was about to wake up, he heard Sarlokdal's self-talk in a trance, and the truth was needless to say, it must have been something wrong with the perfect experiment conducted by the vampires, which directly led to the destruction of Eden.

Ah, I see.

The original sin of the vampires is not because they ruined the old world, but because they strangled the new world that was still in its infancy

What a terrible sin.

(End of chapter)