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"Huh"

The scarlet streamer shone to form a very vampire-style portal, it opened in the factory of the Sorpho Flywheel, and in the next moment, Miss Femis, who was holding the staff of Night's Scream, with a majestic face and even a majestic height, walked in.

She is still dressed as a noble psychic on weekdays, and she has added a cloak to herself to make herself look more "majestic".

Behind her were a group of people of different identities.

There are NPCs, and there are players, but the common denominator is that these guys are psykers.

This is a big operation of the "Red Devil Pavilion" under the command of the eldest lady, and after Murphy issued a call, Philimis immediately gathered his partners to run to do big things.

"Wow, this place is really different!"

The eldest lady flapped her wings and levitated, looking left and right in this place full of heat, and she said to Murphy, who greeted them in front of her:

"When I was in the Blood Alliance Knights, I heard from some of the Servants that the Hungry Mountain hides the evil secret of the halflings, and they say that there is a strange magic circle here, and various weapons and materials can be obtained by sacrificing materials.

I knew that those superstitious guys were describing an engineering factory!

Little Sharon and her strange apprentice will love this place, it's a manufacturing paradise that two of her dreams have ever dreamed of. ”

"But now, this paradise is ours."

Murphy snapped his fingers and said to Phemis:

"Get your psionists moving, my dear lady, we need to take some time to get the machines here back to Transnesia, given the Black Plague, it's impossible to transport by land, so I need you to assemble a large portal and keep it running until this factory is emptied."

"Huh?"

Philimis blinked, and she exclaimed:

"Murphy! Did you take out the legendary Spyk Flywheel and rob his factory? ”

"Of course not, I pierced his copper-stenched madness with the deadly sword of friendship, and now Master Spho Flywheel is a loyal old friend of Transncia, and in order to support our cause, he has volunteered to give the Trancia officials the factory he spent more than forty years building.

Well, Miriam should give Flywheel a big friendship medal for that.

But these can be said later. ”

Murphy took out his broken pocket watch, looked at the time, and said:

"I've agreed with the Bear Goblin Foremen that they will help dismantle the machinery and production lines, and make a trip back to Transencia to bring Sphopho Flywheel and his two bodyguards, and Tracey will receive them, and by the way, Brother Loyalty's arsenal will be ready to receive tools, raw materials, and workers at once.

Be nice to our Bear Goblin Technicians, they're Trinesia's guests.

In addition, several warehouses beneath the cave factory were filled with weapons, armor, and engineering explosives, which were sent directly to the Maginot Line and handed over to Lord Kudell.

I need him to make good use of this precious material.

The three forks on the left side of the factory lead to the Sulfur Flywheel's vault, and this is the key! ”

Murphy placed a key made of obsidian in the hand of Phimes, who had already listened stupidly, and instructed:

"The money from there is back to the Vulture Treasury, it's time to give our poor clan finances a breather, Tracey will be happy, and you can share some of the money if your Red Devil Pavilion needs it.

If it's my personal support for the development of Translasia's psionic organization, maybe you should give me the title of 'Honorary Psionic Master'. ”

"Murphy, you said you didn't kill Sulfur Flywheel!"

Feimis quipped:

"For a halfling warlord to willingly hand over these things, you may have negotiated a cooperation by putting a sword around his neck, right? What did you use to convince him to be so generous? ”

"Emmmm, presumably in the future?"

Murphy laughed, reached out and patted the dwarf Miss Phimes on the head, and said:

"Let's get to work, I know it's tiring, but you need to get it done as soon as possible, we don't have much time left."

"Hmm!"

Femis nodded vigorously and said:

"I'll try to make sure I can do it in fifteen days, but what about you? Murphy, what are you going to do? ”

"There's a mercenary army of trolls and bear goblins out there."

Murphy explains:

"I'm going to bring them back to the Valley of the Shadows as part of the defenses there, and Maxim will be glad to see that he has a strong army of minions under his command.

The portals in the Shadow Valley are not stable due to the psionic environment there, and I don't want to experience the feeling of getting lost in the astral plane again, and that Manneth guy will definitely take the opportunity to blackmail me, so I can only take them back by land.

By the way, do a wave of reconnaissance near the Black Flame Pass and see where the gnoll's vanguard has advanced.

Don't worry about me, I'll go straight back to the Crimson Keep after this reconnaissance, I'm going to tell and confirm something, and then I'll have to stay on the front line for a long time.

The Transans don't want a governor who doesn't even dare to go to the battlefield, and as a lord, I must be the example they want. ”

"Okay, then you can get busy, I'll take care of these things, that's what I'm good at."

Fiimis made a military salute in the air.

Although her short eldest lady posture is really not majestic at all, but her appearance does not represent ability, and the short vampire in front of her is the psionic commander under Murphy, and she will have to rely on her when entering the magic throwing link when fighting in the future.

Murphy heard the Scarlet Witch say when he was alone with Tracy before that after the eldest lady entered the silver level, the power potential of the blood seed in her body began to be released rapidly, according to Trissy, the eldest lady who has a part of the "mutant divinity" will definitely cross the golden trial very easily, and the process will be amazingly fast.

In other words, the future Blood Vulture Clan is destined to be held up by the "supernova genius" Fimis.

Murphy was relieved to leave the work of this transfer factory to the eldest lady, and when he left here and glided all the way down the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, the "thug group" formed by Spyk Flywheel was already there ready to go.

A violent group of wild warlords defending their cause, the "well-armed" team of more than two dozen trolls and nearly a hundred bear goblins produced heavy and reliable armor for them in his factory, and equipped them with weapons from manufacturing waste.

The trolls all have ferocious "scrap hammers" in their hands, while the bear goblin raiders who ride behind the Lothmon are armed with a decapitating broadsword, as well as a variety of explosive shells and large-caliber muskets for long-range attacks.

As for what Lothmon is.

This creature can basically be understood as the bison of this world, this thing is strong and extremely enduring, they were originally found by the shadow elves in the dark regions, and then domesticated by the elves into camel beasts and the main source of meat.

It's docile, but terrifying when provoked, and it's fertile and most importantly tasty, so it quickly became the most common creature in the Dark Mountains.

Lothmon can also be trained as a vehicle for Chargers, but they are slow and can be easily beaten by normal cavalry when encountered, in addition to being extremely powerful when ramming.

But the burly bodies and the weight of the armor of the bear goblins are obviously not enough to ride a horse, so this thing is just right.

The thugs have been told that the old flywheel will not renew their "labor contract", so after the new boss appears, these guys are quite "enthusiastic", especially the "Hungry Four" who serve as the trolls overseer.

The big man with the scrap steel helmet warmly invited the new boss to sit on his broad shoulders, and he seemed to say angrily to Murphy's urn:

"Boss Murphy! I heard you're going to give us enough meat to eat every day? Is this true? ”

"Well, it doesn't have to be meat, there will be some other grain and wine."

Murphy was a very reasonable governor, so he shouted to the trolls who were carrying him on a great stride:

"As soon as you reach the Valley of the Shadows, you will see the grain, and the cunning Wolf Maiden has given us a lot of food, and all the stale grain that is about to expire or has expired in the city of Bernie and the entire Kavhoka region has been thrown to us, and we must eat it before it goes bad.

My soldiers are desperately trying to eat, but they can't consume so much old food, maybe you big stomachs can help? ”

"Oh, eat! We're more than willing to eat in a big bite! ”

Da Zhuang immediately cheered, and the other trolls were also so excited by Murphy's "painted cake" that they couldn't wait to rush into the Valley of Shadows right now to feast.

Unfortunately, there is still a lot of work to be done.

The bear goblin cavalry was very disdainful of the gour-gratifying gesture of trolls, and they were willing to fight Murphy only if the vampire lord paid him handsomely, but they didn't put disdain on their faces.

Not because they are modest, but because they can't beat trolls.

Well, what a tragedy.

It's a long way to get from Hunger Mountain to Black Flame Pass, and you won't be able to make it in at least a day, and Murphy doesn't dare to let the trolls go too fast, these guys are so big that they are destined to consume energy quickly once they exercise vigorously.

And once the trolls are hungry and Murphy can't get food, then things will become quite "troublesome".

Fortunately, Spyck Flywheel did a decent job, and when he sold his factory to Murphy, he also opened the food warehouse, so that these pot-bellied men had a full meal, according to the rules of trolls' life, this full meal was enough to carry them for three or four days.

But Murphy's luck seems to be bad today, and it can certainly be said that it is good.

Just three hours after the strange "Hunger Army" left Hunger Mountain, Murphy, who was napping, suddenly woke up, and Refno, who was flying in the sky ahead, shared a strange bird's-eye view.

In a valley in front of the Hungry Army, a large group of Gnoll wolf cavalry is chasing a group of strange goatmen, the battle between the two sides has entered the white heat, although the goats are few people can use psionic energy, but in the face of the vicious gnoll cavalry, there is obviously not much way to protect themselves.

If no one intervenes, the goatmen will be under the gnoll's knife for ten minutes at most.

And those gnolls with strange battle flags, obviously from the same tribe, but Lord Heather had emphasized before that there were no gnolls in settlements near the Black Flame Pass, so it was likely that these guys were the gnolls vanguard that Murphy was looking for.

"Have the hordes of scouts advanced here?"

Murphy thought to himself:

"It seems that the army of the Black Plague has begun to spread outward, and it will not take more than ten days to march from the vicinity of Moss Valley to the Black Flame Pass.

Black Plague

The Black Plague is really coming. ”

"There's a bunch of badass gnolls in the valley ahead bullying the weak! We can't turn a blind eye to the righteous, you charge from the ground, I'm in the air! If you win the battle, all the meat will go to the trolls, and all the money will go to the bear goblins, and I won't take a penny! ”

The Vampire Lord no longer hesitated.

He stood up from his big broad shoulders, pointed to his thugs, and shouted:

"Up! Charge! ”

"Whoa! Meat! Delicious meat! Juicy Gnoll Steak! ”

The Trolls Overseer began to charge with a loud roar, and the other trolls ran forward with it, and these little giants more than five meters tall ran very fast, and the formation of the earth shaking the mountains also made Murphy very satisfied.

What a good breaker!

Equip these guys with better armor and weapons, and they'll definitely be the best monster infantry under Maxim's command! It seems that he will have to find a way to recruit more trolls to join the army.

These guys are the best to deal with, as long as they have a stutter, they can fight.

The problem is that they eat a bit too much, but this is not a problem, if just supporting food can keep their country away from the threat of the Black Plague, then Her Majesty the Wolf Maiden will definitely reward her loyal Governor of Transancia.

The trolls and bear goblins began to charge, and Murphy had already flown high into the air, drawing out the replica Night Good Luck shotgun behind him in the shadow cloak of sunlight, although he had also obtained shooting expertise when he was in Blood Adele before, but Murphy's focus on swordsmanship made his marksmanship quite average.

Now is a good opportunity to shoot guns.

The best thing about the Creator's Gun in your hand is that it doesn't require physical bullets.

"Aim, shoot! How hard can that be? ”

Murphy hovered in the air, mounted his gun and quickly locked onto a gnoll in the valley below, using his self-aiming scope, which was mending his knife to the fallen goatman.

"Bang"

Murphy's psionic pool is used as an ammo bin, allowing the concentrated psionic energy to form bullets flying out of the chamber, and the Dark Night Good Luck effect triggers to make this bullet have the effect of [Piercing Heavy Hit].

The fierce gnoll man smiled and raised the knife, but in the next second, half of its body was instantly torn apart, and the blood splattered everywhere, startling all the wolves.

The brutal killing was very satisfying to Murphy.

Although he was aiming at the guy's head just now, and the bullet landed on the jackal's ass.

But that's not a problem!

Unfortunately, Murphy's luck for the day ended here, and after firing a dozen shots, he couldn't trigger the gun's good luck effect, which made him quickly lose interest in betting on his luck.

Scald!

Listen to the "Bloody Captain" Pablo boast that after he got that gun, basically every shot will be powerful, and he is worthy of being the luckiest man in the misty sea.

However, the battlefield did not need Murphy's bullet support, and after the red-eyed trolls roared and rushed into the valley, the fate of the gnolls was already sealed.

Da Zhuang swung his scrap steel war hammer and threw the two gnolls in front of him into the air with a hammer.

The two unlucky ones were already dead the moment they took off, and when they fell, they were caught by a greedy trolls jumping up and chewing "juice splashing" in their mouths.

A group of more than 20 trolls can basically walk sideways in the dark mountains, and the gnolls retreat immediately when they see that they are defeated, but the bear goblin cavalry who outflanked them on the other side have been waiting for a long time, and after a bomb explodes, these unlucky gnolls have lost their last chance to escape.

The goats in desperation were stupid.

They trembled as they watched the terrifying scene of the trolls "eating and taking" in front of them, although the gnolls had killed many of them before, but at least at this moment, these goatmen in robes began to feel sorry for what happened to this group of gnolls.

Catching an ogre is definitely the most terrifying of all the ghost stories in the Dark Mountains, especially when an ogre is ready to show off their "shocking" cooking skills, and you can hope for a happy death.

"Hey! Why don't you goats have any conscience? ”

The goatmen were ready to take advantage of the trolls' feast to escape, lest they themselves become the supper of the pot-bellied men, but as they helped each other to leave, Murphy raised his shotgun and aimed it at them.

The vampire lord was very upset and said:

"Me and my righteous trolls saved you, didn't you even say thank you? Also, are you civilized goats from the Abyss City of Widia? I guess you're still from the Dark Roots?

Monitor the Fallen Goats of Bafenter Canyon here, right? ”

"You! How do you know about us? ”

The head of the goat-man lady was startled, and the hairy, recurved hooves and oversized balls, and the goat woman who knew how to decorate her hair with gold and silver jewelry exclaimed:

"Few people outside know the roots of darkness. Wait a minute! Are you a vampire of the Blood Vulture Clan? Ah, great, the Elder has been searching for our powerful 'Honorary Elder', Lady Tris, all these years. Excuse me, is she still there? ”

"What?"

The Murphy people are stupid.

He asked rhetorically:

"My dear Tracey is still the honorary elder of the 'Dark Roots', a second-to-explosive goatman organization? How many secrets of her past life are waiting for me to discover? Ah, what an enigmatic woman. ”

(End of chapter)