Chapter 99 98 Can a Pure White Flower Really Bloom in a Muddy Pond? [3860]

Chapter 99 98. Can a muddy pool really produce white flowers? [3860]

(Additional chapter for brother ‘Midsummer’s Insolence’ [3/5])

Azha, covered in blood, stared at the scene in front of him in amazement.

This should have been three large underground warehouses connected together, but the middle wall had been dug through to connect them into a common area.

Many wooden boxes were stacked in the corner, but it was already crowded with people. From the entrance platform where the three little players were, one could have a bird’s-eye view of the terrain of the entire area. This area had been planned as a fairly compact and crowded but orderly refuge area.

The crowds of people were crowded here, and it looked extremely noisy, but in fact they seemed to have gotten used to this cramped life.

Some men were using tools to dig the corners of the warehouse to create more usable space, and the crowd used the dismantled cargo box planks to build a simple “shed” to separate the compartments and maximize the use of the limited terrain here.

The people here even hung empty boxes similar to tree houses on the top of the area.

That was the "living area" reserved for children, with hand-woven ladders for them to go up and down.

The cuckoo chicken next to Ah Zhu even saw a special place in the warehouse where a pot was set up to cook something.

If it weren't for the area being wrong, they suddenly seemed to have returned to the survivors' camp.

And the people living in this underground giant warehouse in front of them, just by looking at their clothes and dress, they must be civilians in Cadman City. Just like many people in the outer city hid in the sewers when the astral rift attacked them, the people in the inner city also made the same choice.

But it was obvious that they were much luckier than those who fled underground in the outer city. It was probably because the vampire man guarding outside found them and brought them here.

"Damn, how many people are here?"

Che Che was a little scared, and he asked in a low voice.

The calmer Ah Zhu used the estimation skills of elementary school mathematics to take a quick look and said:

"Look at the number of sheds, at least 1,500! Something is not right here, there must be a super powerful hidden plot! We must report it to Lord Murphy immediately!"

——

The vampire lord just got rid of the astral female scorpion lion, which took a lot of effort.

This thing is also called a scorpion tail lion in some legends.

It is a special creature that combines the characteristics of three beasts: lion, bat and scorpion. It is said that they live in the depths of the dark mountains south of the Transia region, and there are also mutant groups in the distant Songhai Empire's desert.

When the scorpion lion grows up, it becomes a giant beast creature. As they grow older and stronger, some of the powerful ones will enter the category of "legendary creatures" that can no longer be measured by common sense.

But the astral scorpion lion is obviously more dangerous than its "compatriots" in the material world.

This danger comes not only from its body and brute force, which is three times larger than that of an ordinary lion, but also from the poison contained in its flexible and vicious scorpion tail. It is also because the Star Scorpion Lion, like all its fellow Stars, can use some psychic spells and attack the enemy's mind.

If Murphy had not grown wide bat wings to soar in the sky, he really would not have a good way to deal with this ferocious and dangerous beast that has already fallen in love with the flesh and blood of living things.

This guy's flying speed can easily reach subsonic speed. The underground cave where he is now severely restricted his performance, so that he could not last for five minutes in the face of Murphy's ghostly attack and returned to the stars.

Like other Star creatures, this guy began to dissipate quickly after the physical projection was broken, but it left a little "memorial" for Murphy.

Its highly poisonous and weird scorpion tail nail fell at Murphy's feet.

Although it is biomass, it is as cold as an alien metal. It flashes with starlight in the dark and is also highly poisonous. The crooked shape is obviously the material for making a good short knife or dagger.

"Hmm?"

Murphy had just picked up his loot when he noticed the information sent from the young player in the core orb.

According to the communication system of the computing orb architecture, players cannot actively send communications to Murphy, who is the upper node, and can only apply in the form of "reporting".

This is also an important part of maintaining the image of NPCs.

Because the report application needs to be written in the fixed format of the letters in this world, players who find it troublesome rarely use this function.

We are still in the process of attacking the dungeon, who has the time to do such things?

He picked up the core orb and opened the report sent by Azalea. Although the number of words was not large, Murphy immediately narrowed his eyes.

Huh?

Blood Eagle Tribune?

At least 1,500 survivors?

The corpse of a crazy vampire in the shelter hidden by layers of layers? Isn't this connected to the doubts and reminders of the eldest lady before?

"Wait a minute!"

He gestured to the old knight Finok who was about to move forward, and then sent a communication request to the computing orb in the eldest lady's hand.

A few seconds later, the communication was connected.

The young lady's cold voice sounded from the other side:

"What's the matter? I'm busy here."

"Who is the current tribune of the Blood Eagle Clan?"

Murphy asked.

As a member of the family, he should know the answer to this question.

But as a marginal person, Murphy was not clear about these organizational structures and did not care about them. His sudden question at this time made the young lady stunned for a moment.

She replied:

"Kudel Feodoro Sivir Lesembra, my brother, well, the nominal brother, was once a wandering knight in the Anjou region of the Kingdom of Zealand, and became the family's leader in the Dark Mountains more than a hundred years ago. One member.

First hugged by my father himself.

It's normal for you not to understand him. In fact, even after being embraced for the first time, Kudel relied on his firm will to resist the call of midnight.

He doesn't fit in with most of the family, and many have never even met him.

Kudel was very opposed to vampires using humans as food. In order for him to better serve the family, his father appointed him as a tribune until now.

What did you ask him to do?

Kudel should have died when the astral rift opened. "

"He's not dead."

Murphy said straightforwardly:

"My warrior accidentally discovered him in the corridor and he was taken back to the 'sanctuary' as a citizen of Cadman City. Your 'brother' gathered at least 1,500 civilians during the disaster and hid them In the warehouse below the cloister.

It is now certain that he was responsible for the deaths of a large number of crazy vampires in the corridor.

If you have a relationship with him, please go over and deal with it!

I now temporarily transfer the mobilization rights of my warriors to you, and you will declare to them that today's battle is over, and then send the survivors out!

Miriam will organize people to pick them up outside.

But you have to be prepared. According to the information provided by my warriors, your brother seems to have been eroded by the astral energy and his mind has become crazy. "

"this"

The eldest lady was silent for a while after hearing Murphy's explanation. After a few seconds, she whispered:

"This is really like Kudel's style. Okay, leave it to me. Is it going well on your end?"

"We have entered the underground river and just dealt with a manticore. Old Finock and I will continue to move forward. I will contact you when we find the correct exit."

Murphy gave a few instructions and then cut off the communication.

When he turned around, the old knight Finok asked:

"The tribune you mentioned. How did he do it? He could shelter so many people under such a large astral rift. This doesn't sound like something a vampire can do, but more like a religion. The miracle of transformation.

And Kudel.

I seem to have heard of this name. "

"I also want to meet that compatriot. He seems to be an outlier in the family like me. I think he and I should have something in common."

Murphy shook his head and said:

"But that's for later. Mr. Finock, have your waist and legs recovered? I seem to hear some strange noises in front. You see, I just fought with a manticore. So..."

"Huh, isn't it enough for a young man to hunt a manticore? Your body is too weak."

The old knight sarcastically said:

"It's not as heroic as your elder Tris. The Scarlet Witch slaughtered a small town in one night, and she could do it with her hands. When I was a child, Tris's reputation could even scare the lord of a principality. To the extent that curfews were maintained for several years.

As her heir, you are a bit too weak, right? "

"That's right, it's not as strong as you old-timers."

Murphy responded with a smile on his face, and then followed the old knight and continued to trek deeper into the corridor in the crooked underground river.

He's not talking nonsense either.

There is indeed something strange in front of them, and judging from the cold and eerie psychic vibrations coming from there, it seems that they are a group of things that are difficult to deal with.

Wraith

No, a more advanced ghost!

And the number is quite astonishing.

At the same time, the eldest lady, who was already very close to the central area of ​​the cloister, turned back through some secret passages in the cloister that only she knew, and followed Murphy's instructions to the warehouse area at the bottom.

She knows the place.

It is a place where the Blood Eagle Clan stores supplies specifically for the clansmen who are active in the cloister area. It is similar to the family secret warehouse in the outer city. In case of an external invasion, it can ensure that the elite members of the entire family will not run out of ammunition and food. Dilemma.

That is the lowest area of ​​the entire corridor, nearly a hundred meters above the surface. It is not surprising that it can persist until now when the astral rift opens and a huge amount of spiritual energy is poured into the ground.

In the face of the disaster that Cadman City encountered, this warehouse was indeed the safest place in the city, bar none.

As the eldest lady advanced towards the warehouse area, she used the delegated authority of the Calculation Orb to summon the surrounding young players. At this time, they had been fighting in the corridor for more than four hours. There was not much time left for today's game. Murphy's arrangement was obviously This was taken into consideration.

It is necessary to give players a safe place to log off, and at the same time, let them escort these survivors out of the increasingly dangerous Blood Vulture Corridor.

In Murphy's plan, the entire corridor will be blown up in the end, and these survivors will only die if they continue to stay here.

"So many faded stone statues! How many blood vulture vampires died here?"

The gathered young players followed the silent eldest lady through the passage disguised by psychic powers. They soon discovered the vampires who died in strange ways along the way.

These guys will turn into stone statues after their hearts are removed.

According to Mrs. Tracey, as long as the stone statue does not break into pieces, there is a small chance that the vampire can be "resurrected" by putting the heart back in for a period of time.

There was a sudden commotion in the team.

Young players have personally experienced the destructive power of these crazy vampires today. As a result, the elites they feared were slaughtered like pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

This fully proves that there must be some pretty powerful guys here.

"Stop, don't come any closer."

The eldest lady quickly sensed the boiling murderous intent and familiar aura coming from the front. She stretched out her hand to stop the little player while she strode forward holding the scarlet secret energy staff.

"Stop!"

A scolding sounded from the front, and Femis immediately stopped.

Then, as a group of young players watched the animation, a tall epee knight walked out of the shadows in front of him.

He wore scarlet vampire-style heavy armor, with a vulture-shaped face shield on his face, and a wide cloak behind his back.

But at this time, both the gorgeous heavy armor and the face shield were stained with horrific blood, and the scarlet cloak was in tatters, like shattered wings hanging weakly.

But it's not bleak.

Because the owner of the armor is still standing straight after countless battles, like a stone pillar that cannot fall, and he is holding the same bloody giant sword as others.

At first glance, he looks like a super ruthless character.

"elder brother."

Femis looked at the man in front of him.

She reached out and took off her hood, and said to the person in front of her who was looking at her coldly:

"It's me, Femis, I'm back and brought reinforcements! I already know what happened here, and now I need to send out the survivors who were sheltered by you."

"Bang!"

The heavy giant sword hit the ground hard, and conspicuous cracks opened.

"Citizens can't leave yet! It's dangerous outside! I have to protect them, it's my duty!"

The blood vulture tribune said in a hoarse voice:

"The sky has been shattered, and the star realm is invading! There are monsters roaring in the darkness. Sarokdar is crazy. He said he heard the call. The vampires are also crazy. They want to escape but can only be captured by the whispers in the darkness.

in front!

There are evils happening there that you can't even imagine!

But I have to stay here.

I have been given the responsibility to protect the citizens! No one can get close!

You are not allowed to hurt them!

You are not allowed to harm the people I protect!

Get out of here!

vampire!

You are not welcome here! "

Femis bit his lip after being scolded. From Kudel's scolding, he could taste the true thoughts of this former wandering knight towards the Blood Vulture Clan. Even though more than a hundred years have passed, he still calls them vampires. them.

This proves that Kudel himself does not consider himself a member of the Blood Vulture Clan at all, even though he has already become a midnight immortal.

"The astral rift is closed, and Murphy took us to establish a survivor camp outside! My father is doing dangerous things, Kudel, I know how strong your will to protect the people is, but you must take them away now! "

Femis clenched the staff of secret energy in his hand.

Although Kudel in front of him had been trying hard to maintain his momentum, the eldest lady could keenly discern the weakness beneath the tribune's appearance.

He may have been as confused as he is now, fighting sleeplessly for almost 10 days. Even if he is a high-ranking silver-level vampire, he will soon be exhausted.

"I'll say it one last time!"

The eldest lady strengthened her voice:

"Kudr! I am not here to harm your people but to help them. Please wake up!"

"You! Shameless vampire!"

Kudel held the terrifying scarlet sword with both hands. He exuded cold murderous intent from all over his body and shouted:

"Get out of the place I protect! Last warning!"

Totally unable to communicate!

Only the obsession of protection supported him.

Perhaps it was this obsession that helped him resist the erosion of the soul by dirty spiritual energy and prevented him from falling into complete madness like other vampires.

The eldest lady shook her head.

She held the calculation orb and gave the order to the young players behind her to prepare for the attack. Then, she raised the scarlet secret energy staff and whispered:

"I know I was not qualified to say this before, but now, I do want to save these people who were once our food, just like you, so..."

"I beg your pardon for my rudeness, your lord, Tribune."