Murphy was soon debriefed by Natalie.

He and Tracey urgently interrupted their Cadman City holiday and rushed back to the Maginot Line, and the druids moved so fast that almost at the same time as Murphy returned, Huggson's wolf and the letter he had left for Murphy were also delivered.

Ms. Bonnie personally escorted her, and upon seeing Murphy and Natalie, she reported:

"The wolf's spine had been brutally broken, and its attackers didn't want it to die just to torture it, and judging from the wounds, it was probably Hugeson's own hand. But with the love and cherishing of this wolf that Hangerson had shown before, it is unlikely that this was out of its will.

Therefore, it can be judged that the information described in this letter is true.

Hygsen has been taken by the Lord of the Hunt, and he is commanding the last tens of thousands of gnoll mobs to rush wildly in the direction of the swamp exclusion zone. ”

"Where did they go?"

Murphy raised his eyebrows in surprise, and Tracy beside him looked surprised.

In the predictions of the two, it is a high probability that the Lord of the Hunt will seize Xugesen's body, but it should most likely choose to break through to the Genoa Peninsula and try to seize control of the gnolls there to establish an earthly heaven kingdom of evil gods, rather than continue to stay in the filthy swamp and wait for death.

As a result, the Lord of the Hunt made a decision that exceeded his predictions, which made Murphy wonder what the hell this guy wanted to do.

He first took the cleaned hide, the dog-like handwriting on it could be determined to be from Xu Gesen, but the skin was certainly not written recently, and judging by the wear and tear of the hide, the letter had been kept for some time.

Murphy looked at the letter.

It's short, but the message it reveals isn't simple.

"His Excellency Murphy, Governor of Translasia, personally in:

By the time you read this letter, I had probably lost my self and been taken by the Lord of the Hunt, and the moment I accepted Lord Philae's advice to become the Chosen One, I knew that this was likely to happen.

This is also the ending I planned for myself.

If this letter is delivered to you, it means that the army of the Black Plague under my command has failed, please strangle them as much as possible, the gnolls who can follow me here are diehard loyalists of the lord of the hunt, whether it is for the civilization camp or for the gnolls, they are hopeless tumors.

In the previous few days on the battlefield, I have confirmed that you have the ability to suppress the evil god, so inviting you to be my executioner in the event of death will ensure that the evil god will die on the spot.

So please be smart when you start.

I plan to use this as a hiding place for the old and weak women and children of the Splittal Clan after I take over the Shadow Valley, and I will select a qualified Overseer who has not been poisoned by the Lord of the Hunt to manage and protect them.

After my death, these Splitclaw Clansmen are to be placed under the administration of His Excellency Virtuous Wolf, the last Grand Chief of the Splittal Clan.

This letter is proof of that!

I'd like to conclude by saying a few words of apology to apologize for the damage we've done to civilization over the past hundreds of years, but I realize that this complicated history won't go up in smoke with a word or two of apologies, so I'll have to die as the last Gnoll villain, and I'll leave the rest to the next generation.

The Wolf seems to be smart enough to think of something more effective, and if you see this letter, please tell the Wolf for me, and ask him to take care of my wife and my children.

——

The Grand Chief of the Shuckclaw Clan, on the battlefield of the Shadow Valley. ”

"This is supposed to be something written after it was defeated by me for the first time."

Murphy handed the letter to Tracy.

General Kudell and Maxim were able to see the "suicide note" from the Chosen Overseer, which greatly upended Hurgeson's image in their minds, but for those who had already speculated, the letter was the last piece of evidence.

The offensive and defensive battle used to prove the Maginot Line was a planned "harmless treatment" of the Gnoll mob carried out by Hugeson and Murphy.

"The only chosen choice of the Lord of the Hunt is the biggest traitor to his command, this is truly the craziest betrayal and the biggest black humor of this century."

Lady Leenia sighed after reading the letter, and everyone in the command post nodded at this conclusion.

But Murphy was not part of the discussion.

He would crouch down and look at the scaly wolf in front of him, this guy had previously received the power of the Lord of the Hunt with Xu Gesen, but the hunting power that belonged to it had been drained by the brutal god, making it turn back to the posture of an ordinary wolf.

The Lord of the Hunt didn't just mistreat him to disgust Whitsen, the creature must have been so weak that he had to eat up even the wolf's powers.

Murphy, who had learned the beast language communication early on from Avalon's blessing, reached out and placed it on Deathclaw's forehead, asking:

"Do you have any news you can give me? As a companion who grew up with Xu Gesen, he treats you like a brother, and if you give me enough information, I may be able to make it less painful when it dies. ”

"I don't have anything to say."

Deathclaw whimpered, this self-proclaimed self-proclaimed made Murphy subconsciously glance at George, who was lying not far away, and if he remembered correctly, the stupid wolf and Murphy used this self-addressed self-address in their first conversation.

So, you canines are really badly beaten!

"What about the Lord of the Hunt? Does it exhibit any noteworthy characteristics? ”

Murphy asked again, and Deathclaw thought for a moment and said:

"That's a madman! Utter madman, who has taken Hurgeson's body and spent thirty minutes calling out you vampires in poor terms, without the sanity and majesty of a god.

But

But the guy went out for a trip.

I don't know who to run to, but when it comes back, it has an extra set of steel armor, just like yours, an evil vampire. ”

"Huh? Someone gifted the Lord of the Hunt a set of power armor? And then it made the decision to go to the Swamp Forbidden Land? ”

Murphy blinked, Deathclaw nodded, and said:

"Its previous idea was to break west with the gnolls, to go to the Genoa Peninsula to establish its own evil god kingdom, but when it returned, it gathered a large army and went to the swamp forbidden land."

"I see, it seems that dusk has prescribed a condition for it to be tempting to the gods."

Murphy nodded, he had roughly guessed the ins and outs, so it was time to stage a massacre in the forbidden land.

It's really rare for that brutal evil god to be so intimate, and even the effort to clean up the mess has been saved for Murphy, with the defensive power of the swamp forbidden area and the assistance of the giant snakes, this army of thugs doesn't want to leave a person alive!

Vampires also have a rather unique sense of déjà vu at this moment.

One hundred years ago, when the Biting King suffered a defeat, Philip chose to end his life in the swamp exclusion zone, and a hundred years later, his heir made almost the same choice when he suffered the same defeat and was intervened by the evil gods.

It can only be said that fate is really magical, and it will always give onlookers a hard job in all unimaginable details.

"I know everybody's tired."

Murphy stood up and said to the crowd behind him:

"But Hygson has already sent us a final invitation to kill the gods, and if we don't respond, we'll be disappointed by that guy's painstaking efforts, and given the peculiarities of the swamp exclusion zone, I don't want too many people to pass, so Kudel!"

"In!"

Kudell immediately straightened his back and waited for the order.

"Invite the commanders of the Maginot Line to gather and bring a hundred guards to the restricted area to meet the enemy!"

Murphy said in a deep voice:

"They were all involved in this fierce battle, and they were entitled to witness the final defeat of the Lord of the Hunt and the Gnolls."

"Murphy!"

Tracey immediately spoke:

"The situation in that place is special, so don't let outsiders"

"Tris, the Black Plague is over, but we will not rest in this victory forever, the real enemy is still in the shadows, and the rulers of the kingdoms have not yet understood the significance of the Creator's legacy for this world."

Murphy took Tracey's hand and explained:

"This is an opportunity to pass on the power of the Creator and His will to the nations through the eyes of these generals, not only we have the remains of the Creator here, but also Nordutov, and the Plantagenet Kingdom is most likely also present.

Rather than waiting for the dusk to steal the treasures of those ancestors in the shadows, it is up to me to lift the veil.

I am the Chosen One of the Creator, but I will not be stingy enough to share this power with others, especially in an age that has already set foot in chaos.

He left those things not just for me, but now all the people on the continent are His children, and they have to learn to protect themselves from the threats of twilight and subspace.

After all, this is not my war alone! Nor is it a situation that Translasia can cope with alone. ”

Tracey bit her lip.

As far as the Scarlet Witch's mind is concerned, she prefers that all the good things in this world will be exclusive to her little Murphy, after all, the monopoly of power and knowledge can bring him great benefits, but Murphy, as before, did not take much effort to convince her.

"Well, as the assistant curator, I agreed."

Tracey said with a straight face:

"But they can't get into the surveillance room and my bedroom, which is just for the two of us."

"I won't let them in, the legacy of the Creator is all over the world, if you want to see the truth, you have to find it yourself, I just lift the veil and I won't be stupid enough to give them my things."

Murphy shrugged his shoulders and said:

"Involving players is a warm-up for the next expansion, Creator's Legacy, which they've been wanting to see anyway. So, take action, guys! Let's put an end to the enemies of the Creator once and for all in the Creator's territory! ”

The group immediately turned around and left to spread the news, Triss was given the task to go to the Moss Valley to bring the players back, and Murphy was ready to go to the swamp exclusion area to complete the battle preparations.

However, when he took a step, the dead claws lying on the ground and unable to move bit his trouser leg with difficulty.

"You want to go too?"

Murphy glanced down at the poor wolf, who didn't answer, but his wounded face was full of supplication, and it worried about Hygeson, who wished he could be by his side if Hurgeson was doomed to die today.

"Well, you're going to need to be treated in a biological pod."

Murphy stared at it and said:

"Hopefully your good brother Shügerson will knock something good from Dusk, after all, it takes a lot of money to activate this thing once."

——

"Boom"

The Lord of the Hunt, armed with a warhammer, enjoyed the destruction as it slid along the track, spewing fire like wheat to explode the guard turret that the Gnoll thugs were killing as it slashed wheat.

It lifted its power armor-protected leg and kicked it into the sparkling turret, knocking it over completely.

"Phew, Creator's!"

The Lord of the Hunt cursed.

Because of the psychological shadow brought by the previous scepter of God, this guy is now full of malice towards everything related to the Creator.

It looked up in the background of tens of thousands of gnolls howling and rushing into the swamp exclusion zone, looking at the secluded place, which had been protected by an energy matrix before, but the matrix had been closed, like an invitation to "please enter the urn".

That was Murphy's provocation.

The Lord of the Hunt just wanted to sneer cruelly, and he had already figured out what to do with that annoying bastard vampire for a moment.

However, he soon noticed that Xu Gesen, who had not spoken a word since entering the restricted area.

The god scrambled through the swamp with a thunderous hammer, not caring about the gnoll thugs around him who were constantly being knocked to the ground by chemical repellents, their death would make him even stronger in this showdown with Murphy.

Against the backdrop of war, death and carnage, it asked:

"Traitor, don't you have anything to say? This silence is thinking about how to flatter me and pray for me to let your people live in the future? ”

"No, my god, I know that your will cannot be changed, and I know that no amount of prayer I can change my miserable fate, and my silence at this time is only admiring this land."

Whitson replied in a tired hoarse voice:

"You may not care, but in fact, in the last era, the first gnoll was born here, and this is the starting point of the fate of all gnolls."

"So what?"

The Lord of the Hunt rebuked:

"I don't care where you guys came from!

This swamp may have some strange symbolism to you, but it has nothing to do with my birth.

To me, this is just a fortress left in this world by the coward of the Creator, and I will destroy it, set it on fire, and burn it to declare war on the Creator! ”

"Yes yes, you don't care about any of that at all, all you want is what you care about."

Xu Gesen casually responded:

"We have nothing in common on this subject, so please ignore my appreciation and nostalgia at this time, and give the last humble freedom to a soul destined for a tragic death."

"Hmph, you're pretty self-aware, and if you've served me honestly from the beginning, I guess, I'll be very fond of you."

The Lord of the Hunt sneered.

Schugsen's response to this was lacking.

It was only immersed in the perception of this mysterious and distant swamp through its eyes, and it knew from the Lord of the Biting Bones that it had been born as a gnoll, and that it had reached the birthplace of civilization on its own feet as a descendant.

It's like a less formal pilgrimage.

It's more like a moth that pounces on the flames, knowing that it will die in the light, but still fighting to die, maybe it is just disgusted with the cold of the darkness and wants to feel a little warmth in the flames of the burning body.

In any case, he will die here, ending his short but extraordinary life in the land of the source of the bloodline, and I don't know how he will describe himself in the history of the gnolls compiled by the virtuous wolf in the future.

"He's coming!"

The Lord of the Hunt roared and raised his hammer and let out a roar of battle from the hill at the end of the swampy exclusion zone ahead.

"yes, he's coming."

Xu Gesen also breathed a sigh of relief.

The moment it saw Murphy and his warlords appear, all of its worries dissipated in this moment.

This may be the charm of that handsome vampire.

He never fails those who expect from him, even enemies.

In the strange hum, the closed swamp exclusion zone matrix restarted at this moment, and the hexagonal blue hemispherical shield grew like an upside-down bowl to completely seal off the place.

The crazed gnoll thugs have been trapped in this formed octagonal iron cage, the giant snakes that carry players and soldiers into battle roar, the heavily armed automaton have stepped out of the containment warehouse, and the generals have stepped into the battlefield without a sound expression on the muddy water.

And at the top, Murphy grabbed a strange "riding spear" and looked at the crimson power armor that was charging through the muddy water in front of him.

He knew from the beginning that he would one day have to deal with these strange supernatural beings, and although it came sooner than he expected, he was well prepared.

Then come on.

In this sacred place, a battle of steel will bring this war to a successful conclusion.

(End of chapter)