Chapter 168 167 Give faith to faith, and give to the king what belongs to the king.
Chapter 168 167. Give faith to faith, and give to the king what belongs to the king.
In Chapter Commander Natalie's military camp conference room, the summoned witch hunter captains listened to Major Fraser's description with expressionless expressions, and there was a dead silence in the entire room.
Niu Niu, who followed An Bo into the "auditorium", was shocked.
He was shocked that the persecution of witch hunters within the Plantagenet Kingdom has reached such an incredible level. They were indeed implicated in the church rebellion. They have been fighting for you for ten years and only these few people are left. As a result, the war is over now.
You are actually not willing to let me live.
The Ring Tower is obviously trying to cross the river and pull out the bridge to kill everyone!
But on the other hand, Niu Niu also felt a different kind of excitement in his heart.
Okay!
My elder sister’s judgment is indeed accurate!
Running out of the Novice Village by yourself seems like a waste of time, but I didn't expect that I would actually get involved in such a big event. There are currently 1,400 people left in the entire White Oak Chapter. If the Ring Tower wants to stop them, it will mean that they
Send an army too!
This is no longer a small fight in Smuggler's Grove, this is a serious, large-scale team battle!
Maybe I can get a "key role" in it?
Also, how can you enjoy such a big thing to yourself?
He had to share this good news with his friends, so he pretended to listen and at the same time opened the in-game forum, edited a post, and sent it.
Not to mention how excited the young player Niu Niu was to announce the triggering and arrival of new events on the forum, the witch hunters in the conference room were far less excited than Niu Niu.
They understand the current situation of the White Oak Chapter very well.
It is said that there are 1,400 people, but in fact, most of them are the old, weak, sick and disabled who are in urgent need of recuperation. At present, there are no more than 500 people who can fight head-on.
The only good news is that because of the persecution the witch hunters have suffered in the past ten years, there are no real "non-combatants" in their group. They have extremely high military literacy and can start taking action as soon as the plan is confirmed.
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"I know that it would be humiliating for you to surrender to the vampire lord of Transia at this time, but this is the most perfect decision that can be made based on the current situation."
Major Fraser advised:
"Neither General Loren nor the Cape family can really break up with the Ring Tower at the moment, and even if we are determined to protect you, it will take time for the Silver Dwarf Earth Priests and my family's mercenary army to arrive.
However, the Ring Tower's carriage was already outside the military camp.
I believe that they can send envoys just to represent their attitude. At least a hunting army prepared for you may be roaming nearby.
Lord Murphy is already mobilizing the forces under his command, and they will meet you in the Under Armor Hills after dark.
You must make a decision as soon as possible!"
"But, that's a vampire."
A heavily armed old lady witch hunter sat on a chair and said hesitantly:
"Even in the long years before the Ten Years' War, there was no peace between them and us. The two Night Wars and the Crusade of the Saints left both sides with each other's blood on their hands.
Will that vampire Murphy really be kind enough to help us?
I am now worried that what we are going to face is likely to be a two-sided attack from the Ring Tower and the vampires."
"You are worried for nothing, Sister Marian."
Amber, with her arms folded, attended the meeting as the captain of the new generation of witch hunters. She curled her lips and said:
"The Tower of Rings has just destroyed the base camp of the Blood Vulture Clan, and more than 100,000 people died as a result. Believe me, Murphy and his vampires now want to eat those psionic masters alive. The only question is whether they can take it.
Can you provide enough strength to support us?
When we left before, there were not even 15 remaining members of the Blood Eagle Clan."
"The fact that he dares to make a promise may mean that he really has the means."
Old Norman said in a jerky tone:
"Although I hate that vampire, I have to admit that he is definitely not human."
"boom"
Amidst the sound of knocking on the table, the other remaining old master witch hunter suddenly stood up and shouted:
"Why have you started discussing the vampire's aid to us? What is your position as a demon-hunting warrior? Have you forgotten the teachings of Avalon? We must always be vigilant about the night."
"Bring it down, old Eugene! Avalon hasn't answered our prayers for ten years. We have to rely on ourselves now!"
"Shut up! You insincere person! No matter how difficult the situation is, we nature walkers cannot forget the teachings of Avalon! Otherwise, what is the difference between us and those degenerates who are immersed in slaughter?"
"You are yelling at me! Are you capable of killing all those psionic masters by yourself? Just shut up if you can't!"
"Damn Sankey! This is not the first time you have been disrespectful and rude to Elder Eugene. As the elder's apprentice, I must"
"boom"
The sound of the big oak holy blade hitting the ground interrupted all the quarrels in the room. Natalie, who had been silent, raised her head, her scarred face full of calm.
Her eyes swept across the chasseur captains in front of her, and finally stood up with the holy blade in hand. She said hoarsely:
"Let's go to Transia!"
"Chapter Master! It can't be like this! It's not ancient dogma"
"This is my father's legacy!"
Natalie's next words made the whole room quiet again. The gray-haired Witcher closed her eyes and said in a deep voice:
"My father reached an agreement with Lord Murphy before he died. He sacrificed himself in exchange for the rights for us remnants to live again in Transia. He may have already seen the danger hidden within the Plantagenet Kingdom.
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If this is not enough to convince you
Believers of Avalon have been born among the mountain warriors under Lord Murphy. They were the first humans to accept the baptism of nature during the Ten Years' War.
This is what we saw with our own eyes.”
"Ah this!!!"
This news was like a thunderbolt that made all the Jaeger captains widen their eyes, and those who were sincere were even more ecstatic about it.
They even ignored the dire situation they were facing.
God!
Have you finally had the mercy to once again set your sights on us, the sincere believers?
"Then let's go to Transia! We'll leave immediately!"
Old Eugene, who had previously strongly opposed this action, was the first to jump up. His eyes were flashing with excitement, and his eyes were even faintly red.
he shouted:
"If this is the will of Avalon, then Transia will become our new holy land! It will be our promised land and our new home. No matter what the cost, those of us who are sincere should get there.
!
We must witness with our own eyes the miracles of mercy from our God.”
"That's how it should be."
Natalie whispered:
"Now, all captains, go gather your soldiers and prepare to travel far at dusk. There is no need to reprimand those compatriots who are unwilling to leave with us. Major Fraser, I want to ask you."
"I know what you mean, Chapter Commander Natalie."
The major nodded and made a very serious promise:
"The Pioneer Legion and the Capet family will open their arms to these soldiers, and I have notified the military police of the Third Warehouse of the Pioneer Legion to evacuate.
There are supplies you need there, so bring as much as you can.
Although it would be cruel to say this, I ask you to remember! The moment you step out of the fortress to open up the fortress, your life and death will have nothing to do with us."
"I understand and I accept that this is the fate of us witch hunters. We should have died ten years ago, but fate has allowed us to live until now. I look forward to it reaching its true end after this time.
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Natalie let out a sigh of relief, and just when she was about to give the order, Amber suddenly came over and whispered something to her. Natalie was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Major Fraser.
The new chapter leader said a little embarrassedly:
“In addition, I also need to take away certain ‘limited supplies’ in the fortress, at least 3,000 psychic microphones and related plug-ins.
Please understand that if we homeless people want to live well in our new home, it is necessary to have a good relationship with the lords there. Bringing them the gifts they need most is often a very effective means of communication."
"Well, then I can't make the decision."
Major Fraser shrugged and said softly:
"But as far as I know, there is only one communications psionicist guarding the warehouse over there, and Mr. Helu, the reconnaissance psionicist, seems to be a fellow villager of Ms. Amber? I think, as rebels, you can grab it before you leave.
Isn’t it a normal accident to take something away?”
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The little players in the Scarlet Castle were all extremely excited.
They had already received the "warning of a major incident" posted by Niu Niu on the forum, and now they had come to the Blood Vulture Corridor without even needing Murphy to issue an order to assemble. Some people were waving their fists and shouting, "
Fuck those psychic idiots" bellicose remarks.
Their ideas are always simple.
Even too simple.
Although everyone previously regarded witch hunters as humanoid wild monsters, the sacrifices they made during the fight against the Vulture Corridor were obvious to all.
In addition, the final sacrifice of the important plot character the old knight Finok was also uploaded on the forum as a good talk. The friendship of carrying guns together is enough for young players to regard the witch hunter as "one of their own".
At least it's a neutral faction.
The most important thing is that the power system of the Church of Avalon has just begun, and is waiting for these witch hunters to come to Transia to become their "professional trainers".
"Look, look, I said before that witch hunters will most likely become an optional camp!"
In the hall of descendants, Brother Miao Miao proudly said to the happy stick next to him:
"Every time this damn game makes any changes, it will definitely give you some tricks on the background story level so that their gameplay updates can have a solid basis. I thought that the witch hunter's return would have to be done no matter what.
For a while, I didn’t expect it to come so suddenly.
But it’s also reasonable.”
"Okay, okay, Brother Mingmiao is a divine fortune teller. Are you awesome? You're almost as good as Mr. Ziwei who tells people's fortunes every day on the forum."
Happy Stick doesn't care about the background story or the evolution of the plot. He is now happily planning to find some powerful monsters to practice his skills. As soon as he arrived at the Black Iron Stage, a "wild monster" came to try his sword. This one is called "The Ring of the Ring"
The organization of "Tower" is too considerate, isn't it?
"My warriors!"
Murphy's voice soon sounded at the entrance to the second floor of the Children's Hall.
The players calmed down and raised their heads to look at their lords and mainline NPCs. They saw that Murphy had changed into a swordsman's light armor for combat.
The cloak is flying and the blade is worn.
This fully armed posture means that another battle is approaching.
"The heroic sacrifice of the old knight Finock gave Transia the chance to exist. We must remember this kindness in our hearts. But now, his heirs and followers are facing the threat of death.
The most fortunate thing for us is that those dog thieves who want to destroy the last witch hunter group are the culprits who personally brought destruction to Cadman City!
Ring Tower!
The largest faction of psychic users in the mainland, an arrogant force that thinks it is powerful and invincible. They think their atrocities will scare the Transians and make us hide under the bed and tremble.
But no!
They think beautifully!
This land and the life it carries will never be intimidated, and when faced with threats, we have only one reaction!
We will attack! We will fight back!
We will gnaw their flesh and spit on their wanton souls!
We will use blood and death to tell those cowards who play with psychic powers that they have provoked an enemy that will make them sleepless.
Just today!”
Murphy shouted:
"The howling souls are waiting for justice! The dark earth is also longing for the rain watered by blood! We go to meet the followers of the warriors and benefactors. Whoever dares to stop us is our enemy!"
"Ding ding ding ding"
Continuous sound prompts make players lower their heads to check that a brand new mission has been triggered:
[Important side mission·‘Blood-sworn revenge!’ has been triggered.
Mission objective: Follow the Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture Clan and Count Cadman into the battlefield of Under Armor Hills, receive and cover the neutral force White Oak Chapter's entry into Transia, and repel and kill the psychic hunters in the Tower of Rings.
Plot advancement rewards:
The new faction [Church of Avalon] is unlocked, the faction force [White Oak Chapter] is opened, and the Church of Avalon career system is fully unlocked.
mission rewards:
Witch hunter's war treasury key
"Damn it! Vehicle rewards! Awesome!"
Lin Bei Gouzhao in the crowd exclaimed.
"Holy shit! Another blind box? Damn it!"
Brother Meow Meow in the crowd covered his eyes in pain.
"Damn it! Fashion rewards! Great!"
Xiao Ashina in the crowd, who had been trying to drag Mrs. Shui into the game, cheered in surprise, and then was hit on the head by Orchid's finger.
"You're a kid! Don't say bad words."
"Warriors! We represent the will of Transia and go to war!"
Murphy waved his hand, and the players cheered in unison.
Outside the hall, Mrs. Tracey was leading several vampire psionicists to maintain a large-scale psychic teleportation spell leading to the landing point in the Under Armor Hills.
The players cheered and rushed into the light curtain reflecting the scene of the new map. It didn't look like they were going to war at all, but more like a noisy outing, more like seventy mad dogs coming out of the cage.
"I don't understand."
Behind Murphy, Mrs. Shani, hiding in the shadows, couldn't help but ask:
"How did you train such war-like and crazy blood servants? Why do they look forward to a war that is destined to be tragic? Do they really regard death as their own?
That's the Ring Tower!
An organization that even Lord Paying would think carefully about, are you crazy? Just for a group of witch hunters."
"Not just for witch hunters."
Murphy waved his hand and grasped the hilt of the Necessary Evil sword at his waist, which was already irritable because of the impending psychic blood. He comforted his arrogant Demon Blade and said in a deep voice:
"This is just the prelude to revenge! Transia lost a hundred thousand souls because of the wanton actions of the Ring Tower, and they must pay for this sin. I know they are definitely not willing to admit the sin they committed with their own hands!
But it doesn’t matter, we are Transians, what we want, we will always reach out for ourselves!
As for me and my warriors, we are the incarnation of the will of this earth! Mrs. Shani.
This dark land is longing for the blood of the murderer, and it is screaming for us to repay the perpetrator ten times the suffering it has suffered. Of course we will satisfy it, and it will reward us for it.
Well, so generous! So generous."
When Mrs. Shani and Andre beside her looked at Murphy as if they were crazy, Lord Cadman grinned.
He stretched out his hand in a "please" gesture and said:
"The best thing is, for the sake of the contract we just signed, Mrs. Shani, am I lucky enough to invite you to dance the first song in this scarlet ball tonight?"
"If you call me that rude again, I will sew your mouth shut! But look at this wonderful blood and gentleman's agreement on such a gentle night."
Grand Duke Shani elegantly stretched out her hand and placed it in Murphy's hand. She brushed her golden braid and said casually:
