Chapter 790 789 Nightmare Cultist: First of all, we didn’t mess with you
Chapter 790 789. Nightmare Cultist: First of all, we didn’t mess with any of you! - New Year’s update [2230]
(Additional update for the New Year~Happy New Year everyone~)
"Hey, hey, the spirits wandering here are so strange! How could they be twisted into this way?"
In the destroyed Nordic camp, the mummy Nefertari is wandering around on her champion insect Pumbaa, but she is not here for fun and outing, this time she is on business.
Murphy specially invited her to come over to help the spirits who could not rest in peace on the battlefield.
Probably because of the influence of the subspace atmosphere, the souls on the battlefield are unable to embark on the path of the dead. Even vampires like Murphy who are not specialized in spellcasting feel the wandering of those cold spirits. There were several troubles last night.
A "haunted" incident occurred.
As a result, professionals from the Church of the Death Moon came to take a look and found that the situation was really weird and something was wrong.
"So, what happened to them?"
Murphy, who was following Nefertari, frowned and said:
"Some soldiers were frightened last night. They said they saw terrible monsters."
"It's indeed scary, little Murphy. I've been doing this for so long, and apart from the Abyss of Wraiths in Mamluk, I've never seen a spirit twisted like this."
Nefertari sighed and jumped down from behind the champion insect. She made a strange spell and waved it in front of the vampire's eyes, giving Murphy a temporary "clairvoyance" state.
He blinked his eyes and looked at the torn ruins of the earth and saw the souls that were forcibly blended together by external forces. They had lost the appearance of human souls and were replaced by "aggregates" like invisible monsters.
The form is difficult to describe, after all, the spirit body itself has no fixed form.
But Murphy did see two-headed ones, three-headed ones, and weird guys with no heads but eight legs, and the closer they were to the gap in the subspace, the more serious the distortion of the spiritual bodies, and they seemed to be restrained in
There is no way to leave this position.
In Murphy's spiritual vision, he could clearly see the "black spots" existing on the ground.
The places where the World-Burning Demonic Soldiers died were like chains, locking the howling spirits in place.
"It is said that the breath of subspace has various evil effects, and twisting and restraining spiritual bodies is just the most insignificant one. Look! Little Murphy, there are already weak spirits invaded by the breath of subspace, and they are beginning to fall.
The spirit is transformed.
It’s difficult for me to explain the concept of ‘fallen spirit’ to you in a few words. You just need to know that it is a more terrifying thing than a wraith spirit, and there is a possibility of redemption for a wraith spirit, but not a fallen spirit.”
The mummy explained a few words in the compassionate tone expected of the Dead Moon Priest. Then she took out some strange pieces of amber and said to Murphy:
"Now if you don't mind, I'm going to start working. These spirits are too distorted. I have to bring them back to Xiko City for purification. Although this will make them disappear, it is better than leaving them in this form.
It would be kinder to stay here and suffer."
"etc!"
Murphy reached out to stop Nefertari from capturing the spirit body.
He frowned and took a few steps forward, looking at the twisted two-headed spirit in front of him. He could tell that one of the heads of the spirit belonged to Colonel Duke, and the other head should be Captain Moritz, Colonel Duke's adjutant.
Both of these men are true heroes.
According to the descriptions of the players, they drank the decisive wine during the battle with the World-Burning Demonic Soldiers and killed two demonic soldiers at the cost of their own lives. However, fate was not generous, and the hero actually fell into such a miserable state.
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"Can I talk to them?"
He turned back to look at Nefertari. The mummy shrugged and said:
"It's meaningless, little Murphy. It's not just their bodies that have been distorted. The consciousness, memory and even existence of the spirit body have been forcibly blended together by the subspace. The spirit body in this state has no reason at all.
But if you want to try it, there’s no problem.”
After speaking, the little mummy reached out and patted Murphy on the shoulder. The bandage on her arm was wrapped around Murphy's shoulder, and beating with the mysterious death moon runes, giving Murphy the ability to communicate with spirits.
"Colonel Duke! Do you remember me?"
Murphy asked, and the two-headed spirit in front of him seemed not to hear it at all. It roared and screamed:
"Kill! Kill all the intruders! For glory and for the Winter Wolves Legion! Kill! Long live Nordtov."
"Look, I said it's hopeless."
Nefertari sighed very humanely and said:
"These soldiers are very brave, but it's a pity that I was not here at the time, otherwise I could have preserved their souls with the spirit summoning ceremony."
"But he was angry."
Murphy said softly:
"Even after death, he is still angry. He is unwilling to stop fighting. He wants to continue fighting the invaders after death. This is probably the last wish of Colonel Duke and Captain Moritz. I think all the soldiers here have it.
Similar wishes.
Nefertari, I read in your Necronomicon that you have a way to make an undead colossus, and what that powerful structure requires is an angry and determined spirit.
Are they okay?"
"Well, in theory it can."
The mummy scratched her head, and after thinking for several seconds, she said:
"But no one has ever used such a twisted angry spirit as the core of the Undead Colossus. I can give it a try. Anyway, there are a lot of materials in Xiko City, but I can't give you a definite answer, but now we have a mutated Wanli.
The core scepter of the Soul Feast, I plan to use that thing as the foundation of the underworld in Xiko City.
It has various magical effects and may help these warriors regain a little sanity."
"It doesn't matter, just go and try."
Murphy released his spiritual vision and looked at the angry spirit slowly dissipating in front of his eyes. He turned to Nefertari and said:
"Give these warriors a chance and let them choose between losing their souls or continuing to fight. That is how they die with dignity, rather than dying as silently as dust.
The Transians are planning to build the Hall of Valor. Although these warriors are not as immortal as the foreigners, their names are undoubtedly qualified to be included in the Hall of Valor. The names of all the warriors who died in the Black Disaster will be engraved on the huge stone.
above.
As long as Transia lasts, the warriors will never be forgotten!"
"Yeah, this is the right attitude to treat heroes. This is what we Songhai people do. It is said that there is a monument to the sky in the Dragon Emperor's palace, which is full of the names of the heroes and knights of the ancient Kalum Kingdom. There
People regard this as the greatest honor they can obtain in their lives.”
Nefertari whispered:
"Only a country that knows how to respect heroes can have hope. This is a saying that Master Bayek often talks about. Speaking of Master Bayek, I received a secret letter from the Church of the Dead Moon a few days ago.
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The Pharaoh has decided to send a sun ship to the Chardo Peninsula. It is said that there is a problem with the war there, and we need to meet our vanguard there to prevent the worst case scenario."
"Um?"
Murphy blinked his eyes immediately, and he immediately thought of the Brass Fortress, which was currently cut off from information. He said:
"This is really important news. This is very important to me. Thanks, Nefertari."
"Hey, do you have to express your gratitude in vain? You are indeed a pragmatic Transian. It's really hard for me to imagine you without something real, little Murphy."
"Well, what do you want? I have brought two specialties, Sun Walker and Wind Rider, to your shaman school. You have also benefited from it, haven't you? Little mummy, I know you are out of your mind.
But this is no reason for you to be ungrateful."
"I want the lightning staff in Tris's hand! That thing is originally a shaman's toy. It's a waste of resources for Tris to hold it. So, you hurry up and coax Tris, put her to sleep, and then use the magic staff.
Bring me the staff.
I've been craving it for a long time!
By using that thing to assist Songhai Shaman's secret method in secondary processing, it is possible to create a real magical weapon.
So, Murphy, do you need an aphrodisiac?
We Songhai people are very good at this, I can prepare great medicine for you, the kind specially provided by the Pharaoh’s royal family.”
"Shut up! How could such a powerful vampire lord like me need it? Well, you said it was specially provided by the Pharaoh? Then bring a few bottles to be prepared."
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"Buzz"
The scarlet door flickered open. The portal effect under the personal auspices of the eldest lady Femis was very good, extremely smooth and greatly reduced the risk of star trek.
But things like this are always met with shame, so after a few seconds, a large group of jackals wearing the sacrificial robes of the Plague Clan rushed out and found that four people were missing.
Before they could complain, the four unlucky guys were thrown back to the material world amidst the weird laughter of Mannis the Endless. Well, the kind that landed face first on the ground, the Gnoll player screamed in pain, and there was another
The unlucky guy broke his tail when he landed on the ground, and his fluffy tail became weirdly curved, making him howl in pain.
"I said, this thing is too unreliable. When will the development team come up with a truly safe and stable portal system!"
The unlucky guy whose tail was broken and whose ID was "Half Xuan Hemen" got up, holding his very evil jackal bone staff, and pulled back his dust-stained dark hood, and raised his eyebrows at the bastards who were gloating about his misfortune around him.
He raised his middle finger, which resulted in another burst of laughter.
This ugly guy couldn't help complaining:
"Didn't you say that Mrs. Tracey is very good at this?"
"No teleportation technique in this world is safe. Didn't you listen to the psionic master of the Plague Clan?
Because there is a problem with the mapping between the astral world and the material world, things like wandering are very common. It is already very good for us to follow Mr. Murphy, and there is a powerful boss like Mannis to escort us.
So, stop complaining and get ready to work!"
The leader of this group of Plague Jackal players is a guy with the ID name "Wang Laoxie". Like Yuexia Mad Wolf, he decided to follow the Jackal plot route before entering the game.
Facts have proved that the adventure of these guys is quite worthwhile. Compared with the newcomers born in Transia who have difficulty growing quickly due to the "intensive farming" of their predecessors, the resources these gnolls born in the Dark Mountains can obtain in the early stage are amazing.
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After all, this is an XJ domain that has not been harmed by players. There are many random events and legendary unowned treasures waiting for those who are destined to obtain them. As long as you are lucky, you can grow quickly.
Wang Laoxie himself found a set of dark warlock suits left behind by tearing flesh from the Plague Valley, now renamed "Soul-Stealing Valley", and with the help of the gnolls of the Plague Clan, he now has seven undead souls.
The servants are all elite monsters of Yi Shui, and a silver undead skeleton warrior has been reserved. He can return to the Soul Stealing Valley contract only after completing his silver trial.
He formed a guild of his own called "Soul Stealers". The more than 60 brothers around him are all members of the Soul Stealers. Of course, their jackal guild form is called "clan", so Wang Laoxie can also be
Considered the chief of the "Soul Stealer Clan".
Their guild is full of gnoll spellcasters, and because of their abundant resources, their little-known guild has the strongest strength among newcomers.
"Old evil! Someone is coming, in the sky!"
A short ancient jackal necromancer pointed at the sky. Wang Laoxie nodded and made a gesture. In the next moment, several jackal players cast spells and summoned large undead bone vultures to fly into the sky for air defense, but
Soon they confirmed that the person coming was "one of their own."
"Whoosh"
Hai Zhu folded his wings and fell from the sky. When the fat vampire landed on the ground, he enthusiastically stepped forward to shake hands with the jackal brothers.
But Wang Laoxie was very vigilant. He made a gesture to signal Hai Zhu to stop where he was, then coughed twice and said the secret code:
"Palace Yuye Liquor?"
"Ahem, the big hammer is eighty, the small hammer is forty!"
"Well, it's settled, I'm the right one."
Lao Xie nodded with satisfaction before stepping forward to shake hands with Hai Zhu.
As a powerful guild leader among the newbies, Hai Zhu has very poisonous eyes. He glanced at him and was shocked to find that the equipment owned by these sixty or so jackals were of frighteningly high quality, and all had the same dark style.
Letting these ruffian guys gather together looks like a vibrant social organization, which makes people wonder what kind of profession these jackals have in reality?
"I won't say too much, brothers. The things you want are hidden at the meeting point C in the nearby tunnel. You can go get them yourself."
Hai Zhu handed a map to Wang Laoxie and warned:
"After getting the things, go all the way along Tunnel No. 9 to the end, and then change to Tunnel No. 2 in Baphomet Canyon and continue forward. This road is very long, but there are no detours, which is very suitable for you to advance. The end of Tunnel No. 2 is Baphount Canyon.
The underground palace, where you will do your next work.
Mr. Qin has prepared a trading ground for you at Assembly Point No. 11 above the underground palace. Miss Winnie, the mage of the Red Devil Mansion of the Blood Vulture Clan, is in charge. When you go there, remember to report the secret code 'Hall of Valor's Eternal Life'.
The overall map of Baphomet's underground palace is also in Miss Winnie's hands.
That NPC is our Brother Bang’s ‘sister-in-law’, and he also regularly sells some rare summoning spells that are not restricted to occupations, so he is very popular among players, so be polite when you go there, he is one of our own.”
"It's done."
Wang Laoxie coolly made an OK gesture with his paws, raised his hand, and more than sixty gnoll necromancers summoned their mounts at the same time. The undead wolf made of bones looked very much like the current players.
The popular skeleton war horse, but obviously cooler.
There are also a few guys who summoned bone wyverns as air force.
The strength of this group of people once again impressed Hai Zhu with admiration.
Damn it, these guys were ridiculed by the players when they were choosing Jackals, but now it seems that they are the real smart ones. They are all newcomers to the game, and the quality of Wang Laoxie's equipment is comparable to that of the old ones.
The players worked hard.
Fuck, it really makes people envious and jealous.
Watching the Soul Stealer clan leave in the dark night, Hai Zhu opened the communication of the calculation orb and reported to the boss Chen Long:
"The hyenas have entered the nest!"
"ha?"
Chenlong asked in confusion:
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Code language, you idiot president, shouldn't you use code words to communicate in this situation?"
Hai Zhu said a little crazy:
"Isn't this your plan? Damn it, you even forgot about it?"
"Ah hahaha, mistake, mistake. Now that the matter is done, come back. We have just received the map of Medjeva Treasure No. 2 and Treasure No. 3 from Ms. Villanse. Everyone in Fort Courage is ready to go
It’s an adventure.”
Chenlong said with some embarrassment:
"I'm discussing the allocation with several guild leaders. I'm going to unite with a few new guilds to take over a treasure land alone. These old players are asking really hard prices. We have to find a way to scrape together the money. We won't finish the equipment here.
It's time to return to the Maginot Line. We need to find a way to improve our strength before the decisive battle.
Anyway, come back quickly, we’re leaving early tomorrow morning.”
