Chapter 107 106 My Clan Leader Father Nightmare Special Edition [4660]

Chapter 107 106. My Clan Leader Father·Nightmare Special Edition [4660]

Murphy has learned from Tris that the First Lord of the Blood Alliance Knights will come to support this battle. He is a powerful gold-level blood knight, who is good at both offense and defense and can form a front-line assault team with the old knight Finok.

The cooperation between the two of them is enough to contain Sarokdar who is currently in the Holy Blood Pool. The remaining goal of everyone is only one!

That is to do everything possible to destroy the connection between the fallen Blood Eagle Clan Leader and the Holy Blood Pool when he is entangled, so that the subspace rift that is being guided by the Holy Blood Pool's psychic energy will become unstable.

It has not yet opened in the material world, which means it can still be destroyed.

It's like the layer of "reality" has not been broken yet. You can play as perverted as you want, but if a pinhole appears, it means that even with the gentlest action, you may kill someone.

Once the warp rift begins to become unstable, the young lady who is at the core of the plan will immediately cast a spell in it to destroy the holy blood pool at the cost of exiling the chaotic power of the warp back to the astral world.

The last link will be completed by Tris herself.

Because the astral rift in Cadman City has just closed and is still in a fragile state, it is not difficult to do this.

This three-step overall plan made Murphy admire him and felt that his elder, the former Scarlet Witch, was really not a good person when she was serious.

However, he never expected that the first knight lord who came to support was actually a funny guy.

Well, a funny guy who is handsome, gentle, narcissistic and powerful enough.

Just looking at the almost endless roses of various colors he carries with him, you know that this guy is definitely not a serious person! Who would carry so many of these things on his body?

But now, Murphy has no choice.

"Swish swish swish"

One by one, the natural scrolls were torn open.

Psionic spells that strengthen the spirit and perception are applied to the young players, drops of vampire killer sword oil are applied to weapons, and projectiles and arrows are soaked in diluted potions.

The psychic players are urgently learning the techniques called [Chaos Protection] and [Spirit Fire] under the final teaching of the old knight.

It is impossible for ordinary people to learn this in just a few dozen minutes, but the 1.5 times growth of the young players allows them to master these two skills quickly.

Although it is very unfamiliar, and there is a high probability that the release will fail due to insufficient proficiency, considering that they are consumables in this battle, this is enough.

To be honest, Murphy himself is not very sure about putting the young players into the battlefield. Judging from his own battle record just now, the current perception and thinking attributes of the young players are difficult to be exempted from the invasion of chaos for a long time even with various bonuses, and no one can guess what will happen if they are captured by the subspace.

What if the subspace corruption spreads to another world through the mysterious game connection?

What if they are really driven crazy by the evil forces in this world?

Isn't this pure sin?

"Are you worried about your warriors?"

The first lord Palano put his gorgeous lion helmet on his head, so that his knight's heavy armor could form a physical protection. He asked in a very magnetic voice.

Murphy did not hide the question from this handsome guy.

He replied:

"I feel like I am sending them to hell with my own hands. The fate of being captured by the warp is much more terrible than death."

"I rarely see my compatriots care so much about humans."

Palano laughed. The first lord with a very cheerful personality said:

"As Lady Tris said, you are a unique compatriot. No wonder my goddess favors you so much."

"Your goddess?"

Murphy looked at Palano in surprise.

The latter nodded seriously, and took out a delicate notebook with a scent from his psychic bag, opened it, checked it, and said:

"My muse is ranked 17th!

But this is a record from more than a hundred years ago. Lady Tris has been given a more free and mature charm over time, but her terrible wound has seriously damaged her amazing beauty, so I guess I have to push her ranking back to more than 30.

But she is still the goddess in my heart! A rare beauty in the world.

There is no doubt about this.

Ah, fate is so generous to me that I don't have to suffer the pain of missing the goddess anymore."

"I think there is something wrong with your statement."

Murphy replied with a straight face.

He didn't think Tris would be worse than the other women in this little notebook, but is this guy actually a hidden sea king? Looking at the thickness of this notebook, you can tell that there are at least 50 "goddesses" in this guy's heart.

Hey, there must be skills for this kind of thing, right?

If it weren't for the special situation now, it would be worth asking for advice.

"But what I want to say is that you don't have to worry. Lord Paying knew the threat of this battle, and he gave me the power of the Holy Lance. Through the connection of blood, I can summon the projection of the Holy Lance 'Eternal Silence' here.

As the holy relic that has fought the warp the longest in the world, it is enough to protect the hearts of the warriors.

Of course, the premise is that they are really fearless."

Palano probably saw the status of Tris in Murphy's heart. He laughed, put away his notebook, took out his scarlet lance and held it in his hand.

Brushing the edge of the heavy weapon with one hand wearing a scarlet gauntlet, crimson spells were activated, and then under Murphy's surprised gaze, a ball of blood light bloomed from the lance.

At the same time, a prompt popped up on the character card in front of me:

[Eternal Silence Holy Spear Projection·Arbitration Halo] is applied!

When this halo effect takes effect, all non-chaos life within 120 feet will be given the [Atonement] state, which increases the damage to chaotic creatures and greatly improves mental resistance.

Vampires within the effect of this aura will have an additional increase in health and spiritual energy regeneration speed.

Chaos creatures within the effect of this aura will suffer continuous corrosion damage until they die.

Not only Murphy felt this halo turning on, but the little players also became commotion.

This was the first time they had seen such a high-end power manifested in the game, and they couldn't help but move closer to Lord Palano and look at the lance in his hand that was emitting a scarlet light, and discussed it in a flurry of conversations. This must be the dog planning to draw a cake or something difficult to understand.

The eldest lady, who remained silent and prepared for action, turned to look at the lance in Lord Palano's hand, and said softly:

"The Scarlet Holy Spear 'Eternal Silence'! A miraculous creation of the Blood Alliance Knights, a magical weapon commanded by Lord Paying, and one of the seven holy objects of original sin of the vampire civilization. I have read stories about it in countless legends .

In today's era, the holy spear has become another image of the vampire race in the eyes of the world.

It represents the beautiful side of vampires.

Just like other vampires except for the Knights of the Blood Alliance, they represent the dark and corrupt side in the eyes of the world.

There is no doubt that Lord Paying is a great man who can be born among us. "

"As it should be."

The first lord Palano laughed.

He put his hand in front of the wooden door that isolated the disaster, turned around and said to the others who were ready for battle:

"In fact, within the Knights, there has been an ongoing debate about who is more powerful, the Scarlet Holy Spear or other original sin relics. Unfortunately, Lord Paying is not a warlike person, except for the punishment of the Blood Terror clan a hundred years ago. Outside of expeditions, there has been no record of actual battles with other large buses.

But today we may get a concrete answer.

The Blood Vulture Sacred Artifact, the Desire Demon Blade 'Necessary Evil' is still in the hands of Sarokdar. Although the Lord is not here in person, I, the heir, will fight on behalf of the great Lord.

Maybe I can write a good story today.

Then, let the beautiful and romantic war begin! "

"boom"

The wooden door in front of him was smashed open by the heavy shield held by Palano. The cold and dark breath of the subspace rushed towards his face, and was blocked from the body by the blood stream projected by the holy spear in his hand.

As Palano raised the weapon, the collision of the breath of the material world and the subspace formed a substantial explosion of energy in the dark hall. The strong wind blew and made the unsteady little players scream.

The old knight Finnock beside him was not to be outdone.

He shouted the name of Avalon and led the witch hunter forward. The big oak blade in his hand seemed determined to compete with the projection of the scarlet holy spear. It ignited the ghost in the buzz without the sword holder calling. Blue purifying fire.

The elven inscriptions on the sword also appeared through the body under the support of spiritual energy, turning into flying natural spells and falling on the witch hunters and young players.

It's like a provocation from a naughty child.

Proudly and proudly, he waved a gesture to the powerful scarlet holy spear projection. You can only protect everyone with your halo, but I can greatly increase their strength!

So there’s no need to say who is more powerful, right?

"I didn't expect that you are also a holder of a sacred object. It's really disrespectful. The famous 'Watcher', one of the three sacred oak blades, is really powerful! It is just as unruly and vulgar as the legend says."

Lord Palano looked at the old knight in surprise, and the latter said with a cold face:

"Didn't you notice that I've been by your side for more than ten minutes? Are you, an arrogant race, blind?"

"Um, sorry, old man."

The first leader stepped forward with his lance to defeat the filthy psychic energy, and said in a casual tone:

"I have always only paid attention to those beautiful things. Not being able to see filth makes me feel sad for the ugly creatures."

This statement obviously means something.

Old Finok snorted. He held the sword with both hands and pointed forward. He glanced at Palano, who was holding the holy spear in his right hand and the heavy shield in his left hand, and said:

"What did you mean by what you just said?"

"That's what it means on paper!"

The first lord Palano, who was friendly and kind to Murphy and others, whispered coldly under his heavy helmet:

"I am the descendant of arrogance. We can all smell the sin under the night, but you! White Knight Commander, the smell of sin you exude is stronger than all the people in this city combined except you. Only The aura of sin lingering on Tris's body rivals that of yours.

You have committed an abomination!

If it weren't for the wrong timing, I would have decided to take you back to the base and hand you over to Lord Pa Ying for a thorough interrogation. I think you would be able to dig out a lot of shocking information.

You have been in contact with subspace more than once! "

"Ah"

The old knight sneered, and as he charged forward, he slashed the filthy energy that gushed out of the subspace rift in front of him with a spinning slash. As the big oak blade hummed as if facing a great enemy, he looked forward and said softly:

"I don't deny this, but I think your Lord Pa Ying may not have the opportunity to taste my sins."

"Boom"

A large number of lives poured into the Holy Blood Hall, and the final enemy was finally alarmed. A group of scattered purple starlight wrapped a human figure and slowly rose from the rapidly boiling holy blood pool.

The intensity of the chaos shock in the entire hall increased immediately at this moment.

Several elite witch hunters immediately covered their heads and cried out in pain, and were dragged into the increasingly bright arbitration aura around Palano by the quick-eyed and quick-handed little players, which saved their precarious sanity.

In front of everyone, the person who rose from the blood pool had shed the last drop of sticky blood and was able to show his true appearance.

A classic blood eagle ceremonial costume.

In addition to the well-fitting red and black hunting suit, there is also a scarlet cloak slung across the left shoulder with a vulture buckle. With his head down, he looks like he is sleeping or dead.

His long gray hair is stained with purple dots and scattered on his shoulders. It can be seen that this old man was definitely a handsome man when he was young, but now he seems to have been drained of all blood like a dry bone in a coffin.

This terrifying face is in sharp contrast with his decent dress.

His hands with black gloves are crossed in front of his chest, and his right hand is holding a scarlet one-handed long blade in reverse.

The long sword has double-edged edges but one side has a strange serrated blade. The most conspicuous feature is that the guard under the sword body is in the shape of a monster with wings spread out, which is a mixture of night bats and vultures. The inscriptions on the sword body are ancient and dark, and the slightly exaggerated decoration also reflects the almost perfect vampire dark style.

If you have to describe it vividly, it is probably a bit like a certain sad blade, but that thing is a two-handed sword, and the one in front of you is a real one-handed sword, so it is lighter.

This is probably what Palano said before about the "necessary evil" of the Blood Eagle Relic.

Unfortunately, this Midnight Sacred Blade, like its sword holder, has now become a carrier and agent of the Chaos Will that gushed out of the Subspace rift, making everyone who looks at it feel an extremely clear oppression.

That is the pressure from the power of Chaos on the spirit, which really burns the reason like a lit candle under the palm.

Pain, tearing, torture, screaming.

It longs for all the beautiful sins in this world and the things crawling in the abyss

"Father!"

The eldest lady exclaimed.

The surrounding little players now understand that the mummy vampire in front of them is Sarokdar Collinsman Lesombra, the current Grand Duke of Blood Eagle!

But this guy's current state is obviously not normal.

The eldest lady's exclamation seemed to have a counter-effect at this moment. At her call, the mummy vampire suspended in the air slowly opened his eyes.

There were no more blood pupils that were unique to vampires, but black pupils filled with purple starlight.

He moved his neck mechanically and stiffly, looked around, and finally locked onto the pale-faced young lady. His body moved strangely like a puppet, and a terrifying "kind smile" appeared on his mummy-like face.

He said in a voice so dry that it sounded like the friction of iron blocks:

"Ah, Femis, the midnight bell has announced that you have come at the invitation of fate, my dear daughter, the astral night crown is being shaped, and the time to ascend to the gods has come! The eternal original sin of our sinful descendants will be cleansed, and our most ancient desires will be satisfied.

Come on!

My daughter.

My most wonderful creation!

With pride in your heart, covered with glory, embrace your mission, make up for my shortcomings, become the 'Midnight Madam', protect us, the embodiment of the benevolent night."

"What the hell? What 'Midnight Madam'?"

The little players were in a commotion.

Lumina grabbed her musket and looked at the trembling young lady, she exclaimed:

"What is this old pervert going to do to his daughter?"

"'Starry Night Crown' refers to the Night King constellation in the galaxy. Legend has it that it is the star of disaster for vampires! 'Midnight Madam' is the priesthood he chose for Femis. According to the myths of various tribes I know, the existing gods seem to have their first projections born in the subspace.

So, Sarokdar opened this subspace rift as Femis's 'Steps to God'!"

Mrs. Tracy, who had been paying attention to the front line through the little player's calculation orb, now used " In the form of "voice-over", he explained to the players in a rather awkward Mandarin:

"All the mysteries are finally revealed. Sarokdar wants to create a 'god' himself! A midnight god belonging to all vampires! He wants to make the 'Mother of the Night' that we have passed down from mouth to mouth a reality.

My plan back then was indeed tampered with!

He extended it to a higher and more magnificent level. What a great idea, but it was used.

What a pity.

Go! Warriors!

In the name of the big plan, kill this ambitious person!

Well, your language is really difficult to learn, but I am obviously smarter than little Murphy thought. "