Murphy made a promise that was not yet possible.

All he had in hand was this set of commander-level power armor, which was the twentieth birthday gift he had found for himself, and of course it couldn't be given to players like this.

But Shuai Murphy doesn't feel guilty about this, he is not deceiving his simple and cute players.

Eden is deeply analyzing the information in the database of the Far Wanderer's Ruins, and although he has not yet obtained the specific coordinates, Murphy has received certain information before setting off to enter the battlefield, and there is also a military control area under the Eden District Management Committee in the dark region.

The original destination of the transport airship that crashed into the ruins was there.

In other words, if the prototype of the Power Armor can be found in the ruins, then there is a high probability that similar things can be found in the official military locations of the Eden District, as Lord Pa Ying said before that there are many official warehouses in the Eden Region hidden in the Dark Regions.

The Big Bang at the end of the Golden Age reshaped the surface of the entire world, but it didn't have as much impact on the underworld as it did on the surface, so it can be said that this was a real piece of news.

The little players are definitely going to that place in the future, and Veranther has already started to release the side quest "Mejewa's Old Days" to the rhodium-cesium-berylliums who have brushed her personal reputation to "worship".

The destination of that quest is Mejewa in the Eternal Rift, and its first link is to help the Lifeweaver return to her ruined homeland.

The Eternal Rift is the area where the Dark Regions connect to the surface, and once players get there, they are not far from the Power Armor reward they crave.

Besides, Murphy only promised to give rewards, not that he had to deliver a set of power armor hands to the players.

I think the cute little players should also have a spectrum in their hearts, this level of reward is most likely just a starting task released by the main line NPC, and it is still difficult to get the final reward, and the whole process from receiving the task to getting the reward is called a part of the "game experience" by Murphy's dog planning.

As a dog planner who is well versed in the psychology of players, Murphy mobilized the morale of the players with a promise at the end of this hardly fierce battlefield, drawing the perfect sentence for this raid, and making the first appearance of the Warlord's armed forces reap an easier victory than expected.

Of course, the most important thing right now is to get back to the Wanderer's ruins and remove this thing from yourself.

It's not that the Power Armor is bad, but the inside suspension of this thing is so good that Murphy feels like he's in a warm and cozy bio pod, and he feels like he's even sleeping comfortably in it.

The reason why it was quickly dismantled was that the battle commander was only a prototype.

As we all know, prototypes are built regardless of the cost, but because of the immaturity of the technology, there will always be problems of one kind or another, just after the very cool pinch of the biting bone Overseer's skull, Murphy was embarrassed to find that the power system of his handsome big toy had a transmission failure.

This is likely to be a chain reaction caused by the rather extreme high-altitude fall that was too much for the effect of the debut.

It doesn't mean that your big baby is broken, it can only be said that this thing is the same as a car, it can't be perfect after you buy it, and you always have to adjust it in depth to make it perfectly fit your fighting style.

So, overall, the feeling of the first battle in the thick armor was very refreshing.

"Hogg, Old Senk's side has blocked the way of the Whiptail Clan's servant army, you go there and make arrangements."

When he was hugged by the players and left the battlefield, Murphy did not forget to remind the wise wolf:

"I'm going to leave here early tomorrow morning, and finish my conversation with Old Singh tonight as soon as possible, and persuade the Whiptail Clan to defect, if it doesn't know the general situation."

"I understand, master."

The Virtuous Wolf responded via the power armor's built-in communication:

"Chief Singh has been blessed by the Creator for his longevity, and he has taken the reward for his allegiance in advance, and now it is time for him to do his duty, and if he does not want to, then he will have to pay the same amount for the decades he has to live.

Still, master, is there really no need to go after Gelman Bitingbone?

With the destructive power of the two Creator Armaments, your commander and my virtuous wolf, the assassination we personally carried out was not without the possibility of success, the only difficulty was in positioning. ”

"No, let it be, Gelman Biting Bone is not our problem."

Murphy replied decisively:

"Besides, even if we kill Gelman at this time, the will of the Lord of the Hunt is still manipulating the gnolls, and the Black Plague is destined to enter the Genoa Peninsula, and we cannot afford to waste time on such an attempt.

Hogg, our next target is a god, and the war on earth will be solved by the warriors of the world. ”

"Well, your thinking is as wise as ever, and I will go at once to carry out your will."

The virtuous wolf responded meekly.

Murphy nodded and glanced at the battlefield again, giving a new order to the players who were constantly taking pictures around him and trying to touch the power armor, asking them to participate in the loot collection and return to the Far Wanderer ruins escorted by the Grand Duke's guard.

A message had already been sent to Transncia a few hours earlier.

Captain Paula himself was flying from the Crimson Keep with two airships in his own hands, and at the speed of the airships, they would be nearby tomorrow morning at most, and then the intense loot handling would begin.

Murphy needed the weapons and equipment from the ruins to be sent to the Maginot Line to defend the victory he had set out to achieve.

But when Shuai Murphy returned to the ruins, he was stunned to find that the conversation between Triss and General Firosil had not ended, how long had it been, and the two women were still talking?

Depend on!

Wouldn't you really run to a duel?

Driven by this strange idea, Murphy returned to the underground arsenal and immediately rushed to the area where Trass was after removing the power armor, Bonnie showed him the way, but along the way, this guy always wanted to stop talking, Murphy was very surprised to see, and finally after bypassing a fringe corridor, Shuai Murphy took the initiative to ask:

"What's wrong with you today? Just say what you want to ask, I feel uncomfortable looking at your stumbling appearance. ”

"It's about the R-9 base."

Bonnie looked left and right, and then lifted her cover and said to Murphy:

"I know you promised Lena an organ boost, and I want to ask you to give me the same boost, I need strength!"

"Ah, that's amazing."

Murphy raised an eyebrow and said:

"You've been a vampire for longer than Tris, you're a Bloodline from the time of Sallokdal, shouldn't someone as old as you keep tradition? Organ strengthening or anything is not a virtue for us vampires. ”

"I've been injured in several Black Plagues, and it's almost impossible to get the Golden Transcendental Law under normal circumstances."

Bonnie pointed to her head and said:

"Being mentally shocked by the subspace in the Crimson Corridor makes me occasionally insane, but I've sworn to defend Grand Duke Tris, and Kudell is about to break through the gold, so I can't allow myself to stay at the silver level.

I think that if I can't make the cut on my own, then it's not impossible to try with the help of external forces.

I'm even willing to be a test subject

I asked Flynn Sr., who was imprisoned at the base, and he told me that he was willing to assist me with this intensive project, but that it could be dangerous, and that I needed your permission. ”

"Well, if someone else says it, I'll believe it."

Murphy squinted at Bonnie.

Especially on her left cheek, where there was a strange mark that had not yet dissipated, which looked like the pattern of a small bat, he said in a long voice:

"Tell me honestly, what do you want strength for?"

"Ugh"

Bonnie lowered her head under Murphy's gaze, and after a few seconds, she slammed her face down, as if this action gave her courage, and then the urn said angrily and with a little weakness:

"Yvette humiliated me after giving me the ultimate pleasure, and I couldn't swallow it! I'm going to get revenge and give her a taste of the power of the Blood Vulture Clan! ”

"Hey, don't use your quest for strength in such a strange place! Bastard. ”

Murphy almost laughed angrily.

He knew that there must be a strange reason for Bonnie's sudden request for power, but when he thought about it, Bonnie's offer to become a test subject at the R-9 base was not necessarily a bad thing.

Now that the base has been taken and there is a "talent" like Flynn Sr., it is also in Murphy's interest to strengthen the members of the Vulture Clan first when the players currently have no entities and cannot undergo similar surgeries.

Especially a guy like Bonnie who has lived too long and lost his enterprising spirit.

Well, let's just think it's waste.

Thinking so, he gave Bonnie a permit, and watched as Trace's most trusted guard turned away, complaining that he should change Tracey to a more reliable one, and then opened the closed door behind him.

Thankfully, Tracey and General Firosir didn't fight.

However, the atmosphere in the room was not normal at this time, because Tracey was the only one standing, and Firosil was lying on the metal floor and had fallen into a "baby-like" sleep.

"What did you do to her?"

Relieved, Murphy walked into the room, grabbed Trace's waist, and gently rested his head on Trace's shoulder from behind, glancing at the silver mechanical warbow that his wife was playing with.

He asked, and Tracey replied expressionlessly:

"I asked her a question and she didn't answer well, so I used some tricks. I skimmed through her memories. ”

"Let me make sure first, you didn't turn the Prince of the Forest's brain into a pot of pig brains, did you?"

Murphy asked cautiously, and Tracey shook her head, sighed, and said:

"It's because of her special status that she can't be harmed, that's why it took so long, don't worry, she wasn't hurt, but I didn't get more useful information, but a lot more doubts. This guy is Luna's mother, well, in a sense. ”

"Guessed, look at this almost the same face, saying that it's okay for both of them, my heels don't agree."

Murphy glanced at the Elven Ranger General who was lying on the floor, even snoring very ingracefully, this guy must have been very tired for a while, otherwise he couldn't explain her poor sleeping posture at this time.

This is not a royal style.

The vampire grabbed Trace's waist and folded his hands together on Trace's flat and tight abdomen, and he asked in a low voice:

But why motherhood in a sense? Is there a secret to this? ”

"Well, since General Firosil is still a virgin, I just checked it."

Tris rubbed the corners of her forehead and said with an ugly face:

"There is also a place of creation in the territory of the elven kingdom, and they have inherited some of the forbidden knowledge of the creator, I can't judge how to do it, and there are no clues in Fei Luosir's memory, either they really don't know, or they have been cleaned up.

In short, Luna is an 'android'!

And her birth is not an isolated case, the elves have been conducting similar experiments for a long time, and fortunately I have learned about it on the Internet in another world, otherwise I would not have been able to understand what the elves want to do.

These guys are crazier than we thought.

They're trying to create a 'godborn'!

What's worse is that this matter seems to have been approved by Avalon, and after hundreds of years of experimentation with the elves, I have discovered some indescribable powers in Firosil.

I need to go back to the R-9 base and check her genes with the help of the instruments there."

"You're not an expert in this field, so leave it to the professionals."

Murphy's expression suddenly became serious when he heard this, and he said:

"There should be a top biologist sent into Transencia soon, and this matter can be left to them, and my main concern now is whether the elves' experiments and results have been leaked? Why does this sound so familiar?

Was the inspiration for Sarlokdal's experiments with Phemis the Elves coming from? ”

"What do you say?"

Tracey rolled her eyes in lovely, annoyed eyes, and said:

"If it weren't for Sarokdal getting this knowledge and confirming it, why did he go crazy and take seventeen family elders to the Avalon Church to steal the seeds of divinity, and even go so far as to start a second night war with the Old Sect for this?

Damn it!

I now suspect that this knowledge may have been deliberately leaked to Salokdal by the evil elves, who were used as guns! ”

"Or worse."

Murphy sighed and said:

"The elven kingdom is not clean either, there are members of Dusk among them, no, Dusk has only appeared for a hundred years now, so those guys who are hidden in the elven kingdom are the 'predecessors' of this group of outstanding cultists of Dusk.

The most troublesome thing is the closed nature of the Kingdom of Cartile, so that we cannot find any valuable information at all.

Looks like we're going to have to trouble Xia Ni again.

But here's the question, if you confirm that Luna is a clone half-elf, who does her paternal gene come from? I guess the elves wouldn't just grab a human male on the side of the road to conduct this kind of 'godborn'-related experiment, right? ”

"I don't know, Firosil's memory lacks it"

"No need to guess, two.

Luna's sire genes come from Boris, the most outstanding male in human civilization, who is said to have the power to convince all human warriors and manipulate ice and storms as freely as if they were eating and drinking.

Our druids suspect that the Heroic King's own bloodline comes from a series of human experiments related to the power of the gods conducted by the Creator's minions during the Golden Age.

In other words, it is very likely that Boris, the hero king, is a 'godborn' in the true sense of the word. ”

A calm voice sounded behind Murphy and Tracy, and General Firosil, who was still snoring just a moment ago, sat up as if nothing was wrong, stretched her body, and said:

"Luna is a nuisance. Her presence has seriously affected the advancement of the Descendants of God, both for you and for us. The Source faction she formed has been raiding the facilities of the Kingdom of Castile for the past few years, and I know you're hunting her, and we're doing the same.

So, let's work together, both. ”

"When did you wake up?"

Tracy looked back at the Ranger General with an unkind gaze, who raised an eyebrow and asked rhetorically:

"Do you think your search for memories would have gone so smoothly without my cooperation? Lady Trissy, you just said that you found some strange powers in me, didn't you suspect that I was actually what you called 'gods'? ”

"No, you're not!"

Tris said firmly:

"I am the best theologian on the continent, with my understanding of divine power, I can be sure that you are just a 'half-finished product', your divine power reaction can only be used to protect the mind, it is so weak that it is difficult to fight, the elf king is really crazy, he actually used his sister as an experiment!"

"Huh."

Faced with this, General Firosil uttered a light nasal voice.

She lowered her head, played with the ends of her mischievous hair, and whispered with a few strands of self-deprecation:

"Well, why do you think that the noble King Querion really has a 'sister' who depends on each other, so let me introduce myself again, both, my name is Firosir Asha Amagir.

But that's just the name I've been given.

My real codename is 'Godborn Subject 0141', a female clone of King Querion.

Well, I do have his 'sister', maybe another him, in a sense. ”

Murphy and Tracy looked at each other, and he said:

"It stands to reason that this kind of thing shouldn't be so frank when the two sides meet for the first time, right?"

"I had intended to fulfill my promise with my brother to keep this secret sealed forever and to be taken to a grave where I don't know where my bones would be buried."

The Ranger General pointed to the sky, and she said helplessly:

"But Avalon did not agree, and just now He asked me not to keep any secrets before you, and I cannot go against the will of my God, and I have no choice in such matters, Venerable Lord Murphy, mysterious walker of God.

Just ask.

I'll know all about it. ”

(End of chapter)