Mannis' character is not that of an enriddler.

But to be able to let the Endless Cross cross the boundary between the astral realm and the material world also have to say such a misty urging and warning, which shows that the matter is really big.

Murphy, however, could read a different meaning in the words of his unruly collaborator, who looked at Mannis and said:

"That's not what you're trying to tell me, is it? Is it some great being who asked you to give me a message? ”

"Hey, would I be willing to be the messenger of some damn, powerful, unstoppable bastard Astral Dragon? Although the relationship between the two of us is good, but you talk nonsense, be careful that I sue you for slander! ”

The Endless Wagged its tail unhappily, and ascended into the heavenly dome to prepare to leave the material world that had begun to suppress it, and Murphy, who was carrying the head of the Gnoll Chieftain, raised his hand and waved goodbye to it.

He complained:

"Please, don't play too much with the strangers, you don't have any majesty in your mouth, I know what I have to do, I'll go as soon as the situation eases a bit.

Actually, I feel like I can push both things forward at the same time. ”

"Hmph, whatever you do, anyway, even if something really bad happens, I can always survive to the end when I am sheltered by time, but the lives you care about are not necessarily."

Mannis scoffed:

"Less effort on Tracey, more on business! Oh, by the way, you've developed the power I've given you pretty well, especially since Tracy gave you the power of the Eternal Ancestor, and you're getting more and more compatible with the power of time.

I thought you'd have to comprehend these mysteries on your own, but you're a good eater of soft rice, and now you can take on more power.

Therefore, the Endless One wants to reward you for better performing your work.

Grab it! ”

"Bang"

An earthy yellow lightning bolt of time fell from the sky, hitting the unsuspecting Murphy's Celestial Spirit Cover.

As the vampire was dizzy from the electricity, the Endless let out a ghostly howl and sneered, shrunk into the closing astral rift above the sky.

The thing was being squeezed by the forces of both the astral and physical worlds, and was rapidly shrinking, which may be some kind of "defense mechanism", but it was still a long time before it fully healed.

"I'll help you watch the female dwarf, and I'll contact you if there's a situation, but I don't think I'll be serious enough to estrus with a dwarf, right? Especially if Tracey is already quite willing to satisfy all your nasty fantasies.

Hey, hey, hey. ”

The last message of the Endless echoed in the ears of Murphy, who was star-eyed, and Murphy, who was paralyzed by electrocution, could only shudder and curse a nasty bastard.

The lightning from the astral demigods was not so easy to withstand, and with the paralysis that he couldn't move now, if a jackal was brave enough to touch it, he could hack Murphy to death here.

But they don't have a chance.

The elite Voodoo Army, who had been made old by Manneth, was being slaughtered as pigs by the players who came with Murphy, and the powerful drops on them also strengthened the finishing frenzy of players after this epic battle CG ended.

Men was indescribably bad, but he was generous this time, perhaps because Murphy had given him a golden Transcendental Law, and what he had left Murphy felt was worth the fare for a half-day trip to the Material World.

[Manneth Power Trait 'Endless One' Fusion Enhancement Special Ancestral Power Time Elector has been obtained!]

This Ancestral Power allows the wielder to use a limited amount of time power to fight, in the form of Celestial Celestial Speed, Hyperastral Slowdown, Mass Time Exile, and Self Time Rewind.

The specific manifestations are:

Celestial Acceleration and Astral Delay have been extended to 60 seconds/8 hours, and can be released multiple times in stages.

Time Exile has been enhanced to groups, allowing users to apply Time Exile to up to 10 subjects at a time, with the duration limit removed, and the effect will remain until the user runs out of energy.

New Skill: Time Rewind (Self): When dealing critical damage, Time Rewind activates to rewind the user to their heyday. When other means of avoiding death are available, the effect will always be consumed first.

This skill has a cooldown of 10 days.

Prompt!

The Endless sees your death, and Lord Mannes is very worried about whether Baby Murphy, who is provoking enemies everywhere, will be safe enough to do great things, so it gives you the means to resist death.

It's really, you cry to death.

Why don't you say thank you to the Endless? 】

"Thank you, Big Brother Endless."

Murphy thanked him decisively.

Seriously, the last sudden assassination also frightened him, and now that the Endless is so powerfully endowed with life-saving skills, coupled with the love of Lady Spider, others have to kill Murphy three times if they want to kill them

With Veranther and Tracy keeping an eye on him all the time, it would be too difficult to kill Murphy three times in a short period of time under the protection of the two golden.

"Really good~"

As Murphy said thank you, Mannis' sneaky voice rang in his ears again, with a sense of pride.

This made the Vampire Lord pout, and he knew exactly why Mannes was so interested in him.

If this guy provokes those things in the astral plane, you can see that the Endless One is actually a character similar to "chaotic evil", but he only cares for Murphy, apparently intending to leave some "incense" when Administrator Alpha is still weak.

This is the same as the gods are very concerned about Murphy, but anyone who knows the secrets of the Creator is sure that Murphy will do great things in the future, if not as a friend, but as an enemy.

But knowing is knowing, people have helped, and Murphy has to appreciate it.

He is not the protagonist of those dragon arrogant heavens after all, and he has endless resources to squander as soon as he is born.

The power left by the unreliable guy of the creator has to be found by himself, and he doesn't know what went wrong, so that the things left for Alpha were actually taken away by Twilight first, which means that Murphy is fighting against "himself".

He shook his head, throwing the thoughts out of his mind.

Stood up and sealed Portana's dead head in a box, then returned to Portana's body and scavenged the "drop" in his hands.

Unfortunately, the Spider Relic Blade "Corrosive Wound" taken from the Shadow Elves in the legend of the Splittals isn't here, but that's okay either.

The Splittal Chief is dead, her army has been torn apart by the astral plane, and the victory that the Black Calamity army has tried to achieve at the Blackflame Pass has become a tragic defeat for both sides.

The first phase of the Dark Tide ended with such an explosive ending, and this was only the result of the first month of the Fifth Dark Plague.

The faces of the stupid fellows who claimed that the Fifth Plague was nothing more than the fourth echo were all slapped, and even in the war that the Lord of the Biting Bone personally commanded, there was no explosion of the Great Chief hanging up in the first war.

There is no doubt that this black plague will rewrite the situation on the mainland, and no one can doubt it.

"Take everything you can with you here!"

Murphy picked up Portana's staff made from the bones of the Thunder Lizard, and when he picked it up, there was thunder and lightning wrapped around it, and it looked like it was very good at light and shadow.

He turned to the players behind him and shouted:

"We need to go, we need to go back to the Valley of the Shadows, and pass the news of the death of Chief Claw to the warriors, may this death be a consolation to the calamity of the Black Flame Pass, the war is only over, my warriors.

It's not time to relax yet. ”

——

"Don't get up! Stay here quietly! ”

Beneath the ruins of the Splitclaw Clan's stronghold, which had been swept away by the filthy energy of the astral tear and ravaged by the astral plane, in a hollow at the edge of a pit dug by the nezumi, Manson, the golden priest of the Bloodsred Clan, scolded the restless gnolls around him.

Just as Portana sensed the opening of the astral rift and fled in advance, Manson sensed the danger coming, but instead of fleeing, he hid underground with a group of gnolls at the most critical moment.

It was a lifesaver, and there wasn't that much time for Manson to gather more elites, so the number of gnolls hiding in a critical moment was small, not even 10,000.

Compared to the hundreds of thousands of gnoll pioneers and the larger number of kobolds in the entire base camp, this can already be regarded as the grace of fate after the annihilation.

Now the ground is full of deadly filthy psionic energy, like an enhanced version of the Cadman City disaster, and even if the gnolls in it survive the impact of the first wave of astral tears, they will fall into a miserable situation because of the trauma of the heart, and even if they are lucky enough to survive, they will be destroyed.

The elite army of the Splittal Clan was wiped out in a wave, a result that Manson could never have imagined.

But it can't show the same fear and trepidation as the other gnolls, and as the chief priest of the hunt, it must protect its people with faith at this time.

In fact, they can hide underground to avoid being hit by the heavy astral filth, because the divine power of the Lord of the Hunt is harnessed and protected by Manson.

But they can't stay here forever, the Lord of the Hunt hasn't woken up yet.

"What do you think of all this?"

Manson thought for a moment, then turned his head to look at the silent hunchin overseer beside him, who couldn't see his expression in clan armor, but seeing it silent as a stone with the filthy wolf-blood holy sword, it was not at peace in his heart.

When confronted with Manson's inquiry, Hurgeson did not answer.

It silently raised its paw and gestured, motioning for Manson to be quiet.

It just wants to be quiet now, and it doesn't want to have any communication.

The Bloodscar Priest shook his head, and cast a spell to bring his mind into contact with Hygson's, and whispered to the unusually silent big dumb man:

"I saw Potana escape, but I don't think your adoptive mother will be able to escape, not to mention the destructive power of the astral tear, just that those Transanians sacrificed the entire Black Flame Pass in exchange for this counterattack, and they will never allow Potana to return to the Dark Mountains alive.

I know you respect your adoptive mother and you see her as your true mother, but we can't deny that Portana wasn't really a good chief.

She's too scheming.

Always thinking about making as much benefit as possible for his clan in the war, but he is not very willing to pay.

This is probably the main reason why she is very popular among the groups of the Great Chiefs. ”

"Huh"

The Wolf Blood Sword was raised, the blade with the deadly ice blade against Manson's neck, and Xu Gesen stared at him, his eyes under the helmet full of indifference.

"Oh, every child doesn't want to hear anyone slander his beloved mother, but you know, what I'm saying is true."

Manson smiled, ignoring the Wolf Blood Sword against his neck.

It says:

"Whether you want to think about it or not, after your adoptive mother's death, the Splittal Clan is yours, and Portana's three children are not eligible to inherit the Splittal Clan, and she made a promise to the Lord of the Hunt that only you could become the next Splittal Chieftain.

You have lost a lot.

The destruction of hundreds of thousands of elites is enough to make the Splitclaw Clan slip from the power system of the Dark Mountains to the second rank, but you have a deep background, and there are still gnolls waiting to be recruited in your territory.

Listen to me, kid, the Bloodscar Clan loves you very much!

We're going to support you for your revenge without reservation, you see, you and the Transanians are dead, aren't you?

This is the tradition of our gnolls, you must take off the head of the vampire named Murphy with your own hands, and only then can you comfort your poor mother. ”

Whitson didn't say a word, and it seemed as silent on the spiritual level as it was on the physiological level.

It just stared at Manson, but the fact that the sword didn't swing proved that Hygeson wanted to listen, which made Manson even more satisfied, and the old jackal took out the hunting emblem he was carrying with him and handed it to Hygson.

It says:

"You need strength! Child.

Portana strengthens you with voodoo, but the raw power is not enough for you to have true power.

The Lord of the Hunt is currently missing a Chosen One.

As I said, the Bloodscar Clan likes you very much, and you are obviously more suited to be the representative of the Lord of the Hunt in the physical world than your brother Gelman Bitingbone, who was raised by Potana since childhood.

You have a gift for clinging to power!

Most importantly, you do not lack wisdom.

I will promise you that the Splittal Clan will not go alone as you follow this path towards Translasia!

It has been proven that the chiefs have made a mistake in their judgment, and this time the real hard bone of the Black Plague is not in the Brass Fortress, on the contrary, the real tragic battlefield is destined to be in Transcia, which was once weak but has now been reborn.

As a result, the Bloodscar Clan's armies will also retreat from the Brass Fortress and come here to support you.

Best of all, as long as you become the Chosen One of the Hunters, you have nominally the power to mobilize the Bloodscar Army, and after seeing the madness of the Translancians firsthand, I can't be confident that everything will be going well.

But on the other hand, the birth of the Lord of the Hunt requires slaughter, blood, and death, and if we can't do all this with the blood of our enemies, then we will have to pay with our own blood. ”

Manson stared at Hygson in front of him, and said:

"This plague is never the Jackal's business, boy, I don't know if Potana told you what's at stake, but the truth is, we have to have our own God! Otherwise, in the chaotic times that have come, we will only be the firewood that ignites the world.

twilight

What they represent is a distorted future.

All races across the continent must struggle to survive before that future arrives, and we are only one of them.

Luckily, we saw the world burning before the fools who were kept in the dark, and we still had time to save ourselves.

It has nothing to do with good or evil, it has nothing to do with conquest or compromise.

It's like the common reason when the first four black plagues were launched, kid, it's just to live, just to survive.

Accept it.

Protect us as your ancestor Philae did.

Gnolls need a leader, and there's no one better fit than you. ”

Xu Gesen looked at the emblem handed to him, and after a moment it made a sigh, and as it reached out to take it, it said in an obscure and hoarse voice in its heart:

"Mother said, I am not allowed to have more contact with you, I know why now, your demagogy makes me unable to refuse. But a child must avenge the death of his mother, so I will not refuse your solicitation.

The Great Revenge of the Splitclaw Clan will begin soon, and I hope to see the members of the Bloodscar Clan on the battlefield.

You promised me a great army!

I want to see the army that can burn Transasia, and as for your feud with Gelman, I don't want to be involved. ”

"Good, that's exactly what the Bloodscar Clan wants to hear."

Manson burst out laughing, saying:

"Let's get out of here, you're going to go with me to Mossy Valley, and you'll have everything you want after you become the Chosen Hunter!"

PS: Thank you for the alliance leader of the "Waiting for Lin Xian" brothers, and add more to the New Year.

(End of chapter)