946. Vam is a madman, Old Su is a fool, Hunting is a fool, and Murphy is so faceless
Xu Gesen's soul has been burning for a long time, and even his body has run out of oil.
It was originally the chosen choice of the Lord of the Hunt, and its body was filled with highly poisonous subspace divine power, and after encountering the purification of the Omega program, it was like cooking oil on fire, and under the intensity of the Divine Soul of the Lord of the Hunt being crushed and scattered, it was absolutely difficult for it to leave something behind.
Under the silent gaze of Murphy and Tracy, Hygson vanished into his shattered power armor in a weathered manner, leaving not even a memorial of ashes, and it dissipated as stardust in the wind of the land of the jackals' origins.
It was a joyful gesture, as if it was a race to true freedom.
The claws of death were screaming like a farewell, and a weary soul rested in peace.
Murphy promised to give Xu Gesen a tombstone in the swamp forbidden area, and at the moment it is estimated that it can only be made into the form of a well-dressed mound, fortunately, Xu Gesen has a set of close-fitting hunting god choice armor, but when the vampire took the armor out of the broken power armor, he easily identified it, and accidentally found that the grade of this thing is quite high.
The chieftain armor, which was originally made of the top materials of the Dark Mountains, was reborn under the infiltration of the divine power of the Lord of the Hunt, if it weren't for Murphy's dislike of this barbarian style, he would have the heart to take it back as a collection.
"I said, don't you have to? This is someone's relic, although the little players definitely don't dislike it, and the more this 'original armor' they like, but I still think it's a bit too much. β
Triss knew what this guy was thinking when she saw Murphy's tangled look, she didn't even look at it, so she patted Murphy's power armor waist and said:
"Send it to Hogg and see what the wolf will do with it, I mean, it's good to leave some thoughts for the orphans and widows, your little player has this power armor and it's enough for them to be happy."
But before you send it out, why don't you ask Mosna to fix it for you? β
"Why fix it?"
Murphy glanced at the crimson power armor that had been poked with a large hole by the wolf's fangs, and he pouted and said:
"Is this called the Wasteland War Damage Wind? It's just left to the players as it is, and you can also attach an epic quest chain of 'Repair Power Armor' to it along the way, if I, the main line NPC, help them get everything done, how can they still have a game experience?
Well, by the way, integrate this quest chain into the precursor quest of the next expansion, and find Mosna as the guide NPC of 'Creator's Legacy', and give players a basic knowledge of the Land of Creation and the Relics of Creation.
Let me think about it, the starting point of the mission is the ruins of the headquarters of the Far Wanderer Corporation.
There are a lot of runaway soldiers in the underground of that place, and it just so happens that players are tired of fighting the gnolls and let them change their tastes. β
"I'm talking about you"
Tracey was really helpless, and seeing that Murphy was back in a working state, she sighed and said:
"I was still emotionally with Xu Gesen just now, why did I enter the state all of a sudden? Why don't you leave that touch for a while? There are few mortals like Hugeson in a thousand years of history.
At the very least, you have to respect it."
"It's all dead, Trace, it can ignore all the difficulties and twists and turns of the world, and laugh in the paradise of the jackals and watch us continue to suffer here, and it doesn't need the memories and touches.
But our hard life has to continue, so who is the worst? β
Murphy turned his head and glanced at the battlefield in the swamp forbidden area behind him.
After the Lord of the Hunt's spirit was crushed and scattered, the gnolls did not crumble, but charged more frantically at the positions of the serpents and intelligent defenders in a self-destructive manner, and were killed like wheat by the constantly advancing guard turrets.
The Creator's defensive firepower had previously made the generals and warriors invited to participate in the battle look at each other, and even the most well-trained artillerymen in the Plantagenet Kingdom would have fallen behind the machines that constantly spewed death fire.
And then there's the ruthless killing machines that make players scream with joy and enough to put any human general to shame while making them scream in the hands of the gnolls.
It hardly needed Murphy's introduction, these generals had already understood that the power of the Creator was much higher than the current level of technology on the continent, and this was exactly what Murphy wanted to see, they would crave this power, they would act accordingly, and more information about the Land of Creation would be gathered.
The king and the general may make a small profit from this, but Murphy, as the chosen creator, will definitely not lose in this "archaeological discovery".
Previously, when facing the Songhai people, Murphy had confirmed that those conventional weapons in the Eden District could not be used to harm him, and he could not even aim and lock.
With the mysterious AI Amulet of Eden, Murphy knows that no matter how many pre-epoch legacies other kingdoms excavate, when he finally needs them, those weapons that have been dormant for thousands of years will resonate with his will.
"Let's go, there's nothing to see here."
Murphy was very tired after burning the spirit of an evil god, he was not interested in watching the last group of gnolls thug fall here, it was not elegant at all and it was not interesting at all, and he bent down to look among the broken power armor, got a few of Whgerson's belongings, put away its armor, and left with Tracey and the reluctant death claw.
He's going to dig a pit for this guy near the swamp exclusion zone, and erect a monument or something.
According to the previous premise, when players accidentally find this tombstone, a hidden achievement or something can be triggered, so that more players can know the hidden story of Hygson's identity as the Chosen One Grand Overseer.
Maybe there are also emotionally rich fandoms who use this as a prototype on the forum to write a few sour little essays.
"Didn't you just get something?"
Tracey flapped her wings and followed behind the Warlord, and she said to Murphy, who was inspecting the Clawsplitter's hammer:
"It's those ashes-like things that resemble ashes after the Lord of the Hunt was burned, I haven't found anything like that in my mystical research on the gods, so what the hell is it?"
"I don't know very well, so let's take a look."
Murphy casually threw the Clawsplitter's Warhammer into his bag, then took out the bag containing the ashes of the Lord of the Hunt, and placed it in the palm of the Warframe to activate the item identification, and soon an entry popped up:
Name: Transcendent Seal / Origin of the Path / Traces of the Path
Item Type: Memory of Strength: Crystal
Biased Fate: Hunt/Rage/Fight/Death
Item Utility:
Touching the transcendent imprint, if it is qualified, the power resonance will be activated, and there is a certain probability that the toucher will comprehend the relevant destiny information in this resonance state.
Prompt!
The item contains memories of a fallen deity and is not to be touched directly, so please place it in a special sealed container to ensure the safety of those who come into contact with it.
Prompt!
The minimum strength level to touch the item is Silver.
Prompt!
According to legend, this classification concept is related to the creation of the Golden Law of Transcendence, and it is also rumored that the ability to clarify one's destiny is the key to breaking through the transcendent rank.
However, none of the above claims are supported by cases, and in fact, there is very little information about fate in the material world.
However, there are legends about fate in the astral realm, it is said that the original astral spirits were born according to different fateful symbols, and in the eyes of some ancient astral creatures, mastering the power of destiny means the opening of the road to demigods and even higher powers.
Prompt!
This item is very rare in the physical world, so use it with caution.
Item Source: Fallen God
Item Description:
[The names "Savior", "Guardian", "Destroyer", "Immortal", "Lucky One", and "Calamity" often only represent the characteristics of a certain person or a certain force in the eyes of mortals, but you must know that in a special world system that symbolically affects the concept of the physical world, these characteristics used by others to generalize and describe something also have extraordinary power.
Whether or not you can comprehend this power will directly affect your ultimate achievement in this system, after all, a climber without a clear goal cannot go far on the road to power.
So, here's the problem.
Are you going to be a Guardian? Or do you aspire to be a destroyer?
Do you want to be immortal? Or do you just want to have fun? ββ
Excerpt from The Raven's Vanity Magic Book, Volume 7: Symbolism and Destiny Characteristics]
Murphy looked at this thing for a long time and only came to a plausible conclusion, and when confronted with this somewhat metaphysical conceptual problem, he instinctively turned to his most trusted "power assistant".
And when Tracey hears that these crystal powder-like things in Murphy's hand can be used to reveal fate, the Scarlet Witch's stunned expression really makes Murphy want to record it and show Tracey how funny it is when she is stupid.
But jokes aside, Tracey's expression like this means that this thing is definitely not ordinary.
"Can it be used to start a destiny?"
Tracey scolded in a bit of anger:
"Why weren't you born hundreds of years earlier? Little Murphy, if I had met you when I was still young and indulged in the temptation of power, I wouldn't have had to run around the world and suffer, do you know how much I have suffered in order to understand my own power?
I spent seventeen years on an isolated island in the Misty Sea, just to observe a hellish astrological sign at a specific time. β
"So what?"
Murphy winked and said:
"What kind of vampire are you?"
"Look at my transcendent golden rule, what do you say?"
Tracey complained angrily:
"It's definitely 'time', but according to those weird fate witches in Astor City, my fate is only the lower rank of 'immortal', which is enough to prove that if I don't encounter some great creation in my life, there is a high probability that I will only be able to stop in the realm of the golden one."
"Isn't that enough?"
Murphy complained:
"Before the material world power system was not opened to the demigod realm, the golden one was already a first-tier powerhouse, I said Tris, do you know enough?"
"Hehe, then do you think it will take a few of me to defeat Lord Pa Ying in a frontal battle? We're both golden. β
The Scarlet Witch hovered in the air with her arms folded and said:
"Gold and gold are not the same, Murphy, but we're talking about fate, it's a more obscure concept, and it doesn't stop you from becoming a golden, but when you know the word and what it means, you'll understand that goldenness is just a higher starting point.
I learned about this concept from an ancient book that came from the ancient kingdom of Callum, and the people over there called it 'Daotu', which actually means the same thing.
That's a conceptual path!
A path to climb the ladder of power, all the powers in this world, from the big to the broken stars to the small ones that crush the ants, all have their own characteristics, and will also have different effects on the user, whether you can understand these characteristics and accept these influences determines whether you can go one step further than the end of others.
True Power Walkers are never greedy.
They will only choose those forces that match their destiny on the ladder of power, and then form their own set of systems, and after continuous polishing, they will reach the end point, and after they have completed their self-transcendence of thought, personality, strength and life goals, their destiny will be realized and they will eventually enter the infinite sea of stars.
The Far East calls this ultimate detachment 'Shattered Void', but ours is more plain.
'The Path to God'!
That's why I was so angry when you said before that you had the power of 39 ancestors, you just pursued numerical superiority, which would seriously delay your destiny, and even condensing the transcendent golden rule would become very difficult. β
Tris shook her head helplessly and said:
"But now that the wood is complete, you can only follow the path you chose, and you can't change your fate halfway.
I am a stark example of this.
After I lost all my power and became a wasted man after I was plotted by Salokdal, I thought that my fate was over, and when I recovered, I found that I was still walking on the path of time or immortality.
This thing, like the constellation, is already determined by yourself the moment you set foot in the silver. β
"Well, that sounds serious."
Murphy pouted but didn't have too many regrets, his attitude towards fate was always quite open-minded, whether he was strong or not was just a version of the matter, whether he was handsome or not was related to his mood.
He glanced at the transcendent mark in his palm, but did not try to touch it to awaken his fate, because there was no need, Murphy was sure that his fate would never be revealed by a fallen evil god, and that the ashes of the Lord of the Hunt could awaken the power fate that was completely different from the path he walked.
But he had a hunch that maybe soon he would know which path he was on.
However, it was a bonus, and according to Tracey's explanation, it was equivalent to revealing a "special talent tree" that was different for everyone, and after they knew their destiny, they would no longer casually learn strange powers that did not suit their destiny.
In this way, isn't the "game power system" that I have always wanted to shape completely formed?
So after a long time, Brother Hunting used his death to plan the "core gameplay" of the next version of the update for Murphy, the dog.
Ah, Brother Hunting, all the members of the development team have to thank you, if it weren't for the Lord of the Hunt being too bad a guy, Murphy would have the heart to posthumously give it the status of an "honorary member of the development team" at this time.
"That's it, sitting north and facing south, the sun is abundant, the terrain is good enough not to be flooded, and it is a good place for tombs."
Tracy assigns a spot to Murphy on a sunny hillside near the swamp forbidden land, and Murphy, dressed in power armor, picks up his wolf teeth and starts digging with a bang, and in less minutes, a standard mound of clothes is made.
The vampire placed several broken items that ShΓΌgson had with him into the burial pit.
He originally planned to put the Claw Splitter in it, but after hesitating for several years, he still couldn't bear it, this thing belongs to the magic weapon on the continent from any point of view, and now with Xu Gesen's backstory bonus, Murphy decided to put it in his collection, and occasionally use it when he needs to fight head-on, and when the little players do something really big, he will give this thing to them as a favorability reward.
Well, this kind of reward is never too much for a good NPC.
A few minutes later, an irregular thousand-year-old stone tablet found in a nearby swamp was inserted in front of the tomb, and Murphy pulled out his Sun Knife and wrote on the stone tablet the epitaph he had chosen for Hugeson.
Lying here is Hygsen Splittal, the last wind in the night and the first light in the dawn.
Just this sentence, there is no other embellishment.
Only at the bottom is written "Murphyry", which can be regarded as adding a touch of legend to the tombstone that is not conspicuous at all.
Tracey maintained a moment of silence behind her, while Murphy stood up, and in the clattering mechanical collision of the power armor, he reached out and patted the tombstone, and whispered:
"Later people will say that the Lord of the Hunt died at the hands of Lord Pa Yingzun, the Songhai people may say that the sword-wielder of the Creator killed it, and the players will boast proudly that they have beheaded the Lord of the Hunt in anger. You, my friend, are the true godslayer!
The gnolls will stand up, and I solemnly swear to you that your children will not live in barbarism and ignorance, and that they will not once again follow in the footsteps of your generation, and that the future you have won for them will never be disappointed!
Hogg and I will watch them for you.
I swear!
You don't have to go any further, you don't have to fight anymore, rest in peace, bearers or betrayers. β
(End of chapter)