Chapter 6 6 You are truly the worst class of young players I have ever brought up!
Chapter 6 6. You are truly the worst class of young players I have ever led!
Ah, time!
During the chaotic first battle, Murphy realized that he had overlooked this important factor.
His little players are not just waiting for him to call them to another world to do big things 24 hours a day. They also have to go to work in another world to make money to support their families. They buy milk powder for their children and cosmetics for their wives. They honor their parents and take care of their younger siblings.
Yes.
Damn it!
This important factor must be taken into consideration next time!
But now was not the time to check for leaks and fill in the gaps. After using NPC sentences to encourage his "Warriors from Another World", Murphy turned around and patted Maxim on the shoulder.
Although she warned herself to be careful, Tris was still waiting for her in Cadman City. Without her, the useless king would definitely starve to death on the streets, so she must put her life first at all times!
But now that players haven’t grown up, if something goes wrong, they still have to deal with it first!
Fortunately it will be dark night.
The protection of the Mother of Night, who has both a kind and cold face at the same time, has blessed the vampire's various abilities, so that Murphy, who is wearing good equipment, is not afraid to go up and fight with swords.
After receiving Murphy's tip and having prepared enough mental preparation before departure, Maxim gritted his teeth and poured a small bottle of red liquid into his mouth.
In an instant, his eyes were filled with blood, he was panting like an ox, he raised his weapon and let out a frightening war cry, then charged towards the nearest witch hunter.
Murphy followed.
He used the proficient Shadow Sprint and the entry-level Blood Vulture Swordsmanship he had developed while walking on the wall to face the enemy. Of course, he had not forgotten that he was actually a psychic user.
So under the cover of Maxim's human shield, Murphy released a dark psychic attack.
It sounds awesome, but in fact it is just gathering the remaining spiritual energy in the body and smashing it out in a ball shape, which has no deterrent effect at all.
Fortunately, the enemy is close enough!
At the moment when Maxim was fighting the witch hunter, a short witch hunter was hit in the face by a dark spiritual ball shot by Murphy using his height advantage.
The opponent reacted quickly, screamed and fell down, and used the "blind fighting" technique to shoot an arrow at Murphy, but the arrow bounced off Murphy's heart and chest plate, leaving not even a scratch.
It is indeed the elder armor used by Tris’s mother!
Excellent protection!
Seeing that the counterattack failed to work, the witch hunter who had been made into a "bleeding smoky makeup" pulled out his sword and tried to resist. As a result, the vampire raised his leg and kicked him on the wrist, then mounted up and stabbed him in with the long sword in his hand.
caught his eyes.
With the muscle memory and the speed enhanced by the night, this move is very smooth and extremely deadly, just like a predatory snake biting its prey.
The warm liquid splashed on Murphy's cheek, but it did not make him feel sick as he was killing for the first time.
On the contrary, the smell of blood transformed into a different kind of sweetness in his breath, which seemed to seduce some dark desires in his heart and made his breath hot.
In an instant, four canine teeth specially designed for sucking blood came out under the lips.
Blood!
He thirsts for blood!
It's like there are ants crawling on me! Ah, more!
It's pitiful to say that Murphy, who has been transformed for a year due to his repeated rejection of the fat rat dinner offered by Tris, has yet to truly enjoy the "blood feast" of a vampire.
Naturally, the young man did not understand how tempting fresh blood was to a vampire, so when he tasted it for the first time, he fell into a dangerous state of "blood thirst" unprepared.
The scarlet in the pupils can no longer be concealed, and eyes are no longer needed to see.
A vampire who has truly entered a fighting state can accurately target those "delicious foods" with just a moment of perception, and his movements become swift and brutal.
The ancient predator instinct began to awaken in Murphy, allowing him to tear off the elegant disguise and reveal the true side of the Midnight Ghost.
In this form, he is a real vampire, not the pretentious person shown by those hypocritical midnight nobles.
The vampire clan, which has been hated by people throughout the continent for nearly a thousand years, has been able to survive countless malices and still develop and multiply, not just because of their conspiratorial style.
strength!
Pava!
The real power given by blood is the foundation for the continuation of this dark race, and now, Murphy has also come into contact with this power and has become a real member of the Midnight Pava people!
"ah"
Maxim, who was also fighting for the first time, relied on the blood courage brought by the drug to entangle the two witch hunters, but was soon hit in the arm and kicked away. However, Murphy, who entered the "blood thirsty", never
From behind, it pounced on the nearest guy like a ghost.
He snapped off the opponent's counterattacking fingers, and when the opponent groaned and screamed, he let the sweet "wine" drink into his mouth while biting his sharp teeth.
The remaining two witch hunters were stunned when they saw this scene.
They were experienced in fighting vampires. Instead of stepping forward to kill the blood-sucking monster, they accelerated their retreat. However, they were surrounded by five small players rushing out from both sides.
The young players rushed over with no plan and no weapons at this time. They relied on bravery with bare hands. They should have felt the fear of fighting, but "fear" is an emotion that players will never have!
As long as they are in the game, there is nothing in the world they dare not do!
After the initial confusion dissipated and the NPC gave prompts, the five young players' innermost unruliness was aroused.
The opponent's health bar was already high, and he also used a despicable sneak attack to kill a person on his side. If you don't do this, why don't you stay down and celebrate the New Year?
Under the command of the big pigeon in the lead, they made a sudden advance, and when they pounced forward, under the pressure of their numbers, they crushed the two witch hunters who were being attacked from both sides to the ground in a ferocious manner, one on top of the other.
"Kacha"
A young player's neck was easily broken when he was dragged to the ground by the witch hunter. This instant kill made the leader who was kicked out have his teeth cracked.
"Blank! Snail! Ah!! Give back my son's life!"
He roared, and with red eyes picked up the dead witch hunter's hand crossbow on the ground, and grabbed the hunting knife in his hand. He rushed forward with a disgraced face and gave the witch hunter who strangled his good son a hard blow in the heart, and then
He stabbed wildly like he was venting his anger.
The fighting skills are so bad!
There is really no technical content at all!
It's like a stupid newbie and it's all over the place.
But there is momentum!
Fierce enough!
This is enough for newbies.
The other three players also screamed and pounced on each other. They held down the last struggling witch hunter like a New Year pig, until Maxim cut his neck with a sword as he rushed towards him dragging his arm.
But with such a huge advantage of four against one, the witch hunter still used the short thorn hidden in his hand to take away a little player who had no time to get up before he died.
His ferocity and strong will to fight are evident.
This short and intense encounter ended just like that.
The players lost three, the blood slaves lost eight, Maxim was injured, and the carriage was lost, but the good news is that all four witch hunters on the opposite side were killed.
And as a vampire, Murphy finally tasted the delicious taste of blood for the first time.
"Plop"
The shriveled corpse of the witch hunter, half drained of blood, fell at Murphy's feet.
Murphy, who had recovered from blood thirst, wiped the viscous liquid from the corner of his mouth. He pursed his lips with a strange expression, as if he was reminiscing about the taste, and then his face changed drastically, like Lao Bayi who threw away his phone after shooting the video.
He vomited it out while others watched.
"Fuck! You actually poisoned the blood. Witch hunters, you are really there!"
Murphy wiped his mouth and complained crazily in his mind.
Witch hunter blood smells delicious, but in reality these psychically enhanced monster hunters take a special alchemical potion before dealing with vampires, allowing their veins to flow with a drug that weakens the vampires.
Such drugs are definitely harmful to the body, but if you want to hunt monsters without paying any price, there is no such good thing in any world.
The only good news is that these drugs will only make inexperienced vampires who accidentally suck the poisonous blood weak, but they are not fatal.
"Sir, are you okay?"
Maxim, who was dragging his arm, ran over quickly, took out a water bag and handed it to Murphy.
His arm was stabbed hard and blood flowed profusely, and the delicious taste of the blood made Murphy, who was sitting weakly on the ground, move his throat.
This detail was noticed by Maxim. The loyal blood servant gritted his teeth and handed his arm to Murphy.
He whispered:
"Drink, sir, this healthy blood will help you recover quickly."
"No need."
Murphy said something hoarsely, and stretched out his hand to push away Maxim's kindness.
On the one hand, this experience gave him some psychological shadow about blood-sucking. On the other hand, the young players were still watching, and his glorious image could not be tarnished.
If word spreads about treating one's own people as blood packs, a group of 25 people from the sky might one day descend on Tris' door to execute justice.
"Go to the village and have a look."
While gasping for breath and drinking water to clear his throat to suppress the nauseating feeling of weakness, Murphy said to Maxim:
"Let's see if there are any of them left. I remember it was rumored that the basic establishment of a witch hunter team is six people, so the danger has not been eliminated yet. Take my warriors with me!"
He pointed at three young players who were exchanging combat experiences and said:
"My warriors have proven their strength and courage, and they are trustworthy. Now go and give them the spoils of war, arm them, and give them as rewards the treasures you find.
Of course, you can also keep a share for yourself, you have behaved well, Maxim, and your loyalty should be rewarded."
"This is what I should do, my lord!"
Maxim grinned, tore open his tattered cloak, bandaged the wound, and then went to the little player with his sword.
He was surprised to find that these warriors summoned from another world by Lord Murphy had already started searching the four corpses without any knowledge.
They chatted happily in their unique language. This heroic gesture made Maxim respect him. It was clear that they had just lost three companions, how could they despise death so calmly?
He is indeed the warrior that Lord Murphy likes!
Although the combat skills are indeed a bit inferior, after all, will and courage are the most beautiful qualities of soldiers.
When the three surviving little players saw Maxim, the NPC, approaching, they immediately stood aside obediently, looking at him eagerly, waiting for rewards.
However, the language barrier is a big problem.
After discovering that the two parties were unable to communicate, Maxim could only make gestures, tear off the leather armor from the corpse and hand it to the players, and then made a gesture of spreading his hands.
Now the little players understand that this NPC means that these things belong to them.
"It's so generous. I thought he would take the bulk of it."
The leading pigeon said something while playing with the crossbow in his hand.
Although the thing in his hand has wear and tear, it has a fine texture, and the modeling is extremely realistic. It feels heavy and heavy in his hand, which is completely different from the glamorous bitch in other games who can only see textures.
The arrows placed in the crossbow gleamed coldly under the moonlight, and they looked like sophisticated killing weapons, which he loved so much.
What's even more awesome is this real touch, it's like you have truly traveled to another world, and there is no sense of sluggishness between your spirit and this game body!
0 latency, awesome!
The same goes for the other two dormitory buddies.
One of them put two hunting knives on his waist with the pulled weapon belt, and the other grabbed a half sword and held it in his hand COS Quilt King, having a great time.
After all, what boy can resist the temptation of real weapons?
I usually find a perfect tree branch so precious that I can’t wait to find an innocent field of rapeseed flowers to practice my skills on, let alone something that can actually open a person’s head?
As for those armors, although they were stained with blood, the players happily accepted them.
This is equipment!
Although I don’t know if it can add attributes, everyone knows the benefits of high armor.
However, this thing was quite cumbersome to put on. The three little players helped each other for several minutes but couldn't get it right. In the end, Maxim couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to teach them step by step how to tie the leather armor ties.
The white-haired blood servant felt that these three warriors were stupid, like children from the city who saw everything new when they first arrived in the countryside.
After doing this, the leading pigeon suddenly saw Maxim gesturing to them, and then the NPC walked toward the dead village in front of him with his swift sword.
The three little players looked at me and I looked at you, and finally they even guessed that this was a "new mission".
"Fuck, this game is real and exciting enough, but why doesn't it even have a player interface? There's no prompt for accepting a mission?
Shouldn’t he have an exclamation mark on his forehead that only we can see?”
The good son "Ah Qian'en" next to the leading pigeon complained:
"It's not done yet? But this is a basic function."
"Don't ask me, I don't know either."
The leader, Big Pigeon, rolled his eyes and followed Maxim into the village. Seeing the sieved carriage and the terrible bodies inside, he felt a little disgusted and turned his head and said with a curl of his lips:
"We still can't understand what this NPC is saying, but the handsome novice guide NPC can communicate with us, who knows what this game company is thinking."
"Perhaps it's not the testing stage yet?"
Another dormitory brother, "Spicy Gugu Chicken", walked struttingly with half a sword in his hand, feeling like a hero. He said:
"After all, game testing must be done step by step. Don't worry, look at this awesome virtual reality technology. Do you still have the skills to create a player interface or something?"
"makes sense."
The little players nodded and followed Maxim deeper into the village.
By the way, although it will be early in the morning, this rather small village is a bit too quiet——
"These rookies can win like this despite the 8V4 situation and my one-man show with a huge tailwind. Do all players nowadays play the game with their feet?"
Outside the village, Murphy complained while resting.
He just took a look and found that it takes three days for a player to resurrect!
This means that even if the four "lost contact" small players come online, he will only have seven people at his disposal. The sudden loss of one-third of his manpower makes Murphy feel a little distressed.
It seems that punching and charging is not very effective, and I need to use some skills later.
"But the first actual combat test is finally completed. Let's take a look at the rewards first."
Murphy breathed a sigh of relief and planned to reward himself.
As a result, before even looking at the character card, the hair on his back suddenly stood up, and Murphy stood up in shock.
The moment he turned back, he heard a loud bang, and one-sixth of the village of Moreland was instantly submerged in the burst of fire.
