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Chapter 933 932 Faced with Dusk’s frequent provocations, Murphy’s response

Chapter 933 Facing Dusk’s frequent provocations, Murphy’s response is

"Did we really kill him?"

Brother Meow Meow, who was covered in blood, was holding his big ax and breathing heavily. He looked at the bloody light surrounding the completely shattered throne in front of him with an incredible look, and the body of the Lord of the Hunt that was blown into half.

The body had died at the moment of falling, and among the blood and sand splattered like ice, there were only some things that looked like skeletons scattered in the kingdom of God that was about to collapse.

Brother Miao Miao still felt like he was in a dream. He patted his face and said to Niu Niu, who was also holding a weapon and gasping for air:

"Have we really killed a god? It's not as difficult as we thought. The Lord uses his skills to support us from the front, and we go around and attack from behind and keep slashing. That five-digit damage looks really beautiful.

It’s so pleasing to the eye.”

"Don't you think this is nonsense?"

Niu Niu leaned on his big sword and complained:

"The Lord of Hunting was first destroyed by the shrine and was forced to wake up early, which was not a complete body. Then he was hit by Master Murphy's Earth Exploding Star. Although he didn't know what it was yet, the damage was definitely done.

Not only was only a third of himself left by the bomb, but the Kingdom of God was also blown to pieces. When we rushed in, He was barely alive.

I feel that even if we don’t take action, He himself will be seriously injured and die.”

"That's right!"

Sanwudou next to him wiped the blood from his face, bent down to pick up the "sacred bones" that fell on the ground, and echoed:

"He killed a quarter of us with one blow before, but look at just now, the state was not much better than that of a dead dog. He couldn't even penetrate the enhanced state given to us by the gods. This is not murder.

Where is God.

This is best called beating a drowned dog!

And the explosive damage looks comfortable, but I have observed the health bar, and even in the killing period, 70% of the damage was caused by Lord Paying and NPCs. We just gave this evil god a pedicure."

"But no matter what, we still killed a god with our own hands!"

Brother Meow Meow suddenly became proud. He took out the pipe but did not enjoy it. Instead, he posed in front of the broken throne in a victory pose after a deadly battle, and asked other people in the team to help him take handsome photos to record this.

Brilliant moment.

Others also took photos at different locations, rushing to record their great achievements before the Kingdom of God was completely shattered. However, there were also players who were as pragmatic as San Wu Dou and had already searched for various drops, but they picked up those such as

When using the blood jade-like sacred bone, all the information you can see when using the item appraisal is "???".

Obviously these things are of too high a level, and it is impossible to tell the truth based on the castrated items of the players. As for the NPCs, they are not whispering next to the things left behind after the Lord of Hunting dies.

.

"He ran away"

Little Grandma Bach was covering her chest to allow her heart to recover from the overload of spellcasting during the previous battle, and she whispered to the expressionless Lord Pa Ying:

"The cruel villain has always shown himself to be crazy, but at the last moment he still showed his coward nature. In anticipation of his death today, he transferred his soul that was condensed as a symbol of faith.

I don’t know where he went, but all we killed was his body.”

She used the secret technique of the Ring Tower to detect these remnants, and then looked at the strange crystals remaining in the Broken Throne, she took a breath and said:

"Fortunately, the godhead has been completely shattered. Even if he can't be captured, there won't be any big trouble in the future."

"You can't expect a consciousness born from brutal massacre to understand what heroic sacrifice means. To be honest, I am not surprised by this result."

The Lord did not give other NPCs involved in the battle a chance to come into contact with the godhead. He took out a special Songhai-style mechanical box and put the broken crystals into it, and then took off his broken cloak and wrapped it up.

This thing cannot be put into the psychic bag. Judging from the posture of the Lord, he does not intend to take this burden off himself before disposing of these things.

"Those broken sacred bones contain the broken priesthood of the Lord of the Hunt. Is it really okay to hand them over to these foreigners like this?"

Ranger General Felosil carried a war bow on her back and combed her hair with bandaged fingers. She was also very tired after a battle, but she still looked at the players who were sticking their butts out to pick up sacred bones.

,she says:

"Although it cannot be said to be too dangerous, don't you want to take such a precious thing? With some special skills, these sacred bones can be made into very sophisticated and symbolic weapons."

"That is a reward for the heroic spirits, and it is what they deserve."

The Blood-Terror Archduke, who was carrying a silver musket, tossed a pack of sacred bones up and down in his hands. He said to the others in a rare and serious tone:

"Just before, I wasn't afraid of being embarrassed. The moment the Lord of the Hunt appeared, I was almost frightened and turned around and ran away. To be honest, when I saw the evil god being born in front of my eyes, my first reaction was absolutely overwhelming.

Not combat.

But after the brave foreigner threw the ax with his own hands while we were all frightened, we remembered why we came here!

I'm a pirate, you guys.

I've never been a hero and I don't intend to be one, but I have to admit that without them today, our end would definitely not be good.

Even pirates will worship the truly righteous.

To be honest, I'm starting to envy Murphy, but luckily, I may also have the opportunity to have the same warrior."

After finishing speaking, Pablo performed a very abnormal vampire etiquette to the Lord. He said:

"Please forgive me for temporarily resigning, Lord. I have doubled the mission you requested. Now I deserve a period of rest."

"Where's your first mate?"

Lord Paying asked:

"Aren't you always inseparable?"

"Claire was held in Ice Bay by the Wamu barbarians in exchange for me bringing Archduke Charlemagne's 'legacy' to support this battle. In order to prevent my lover from giving me a hat in Ice Bay, please understand me.

I urgently want to use the remains of this evil god to restore her mood."

Pablo sighed and said:

"My previous trip to the old place made me understand what kind of evil the Blood Terror clan had done in Ice Bay two hundred years ago. Lord, please don't worry, Claire and I will find a way to solve that matter."

"You vampire are not a good warrior! But at least you did not run away. As a servant of Vaam, I will return to Ice Bay with you to intercede with the priests of the Temple of the Berserker."

Captain Froud patted Pablo on the shoulder with his huge palm, and he said boldly:

"The sins of the past are the past, and the victory of the present is the present. For the sake of defeating the evil god together, I promise you that the land of Wamu will not make things difficult for a god-killing hero like you."

"That's a good feeling."

Pablo grinned and said something, and then glanced at the Count Andre of the White Mountains who was trying to use a pen and paper to describe the scenery of the Kingdom of Hunting.

It was a bit difficult for this guy to draw at this time, because one of his hands was broken and was still regenerating, so he had to rely on Xiao Zuo, who was also scarred, to help him hold up the drawing board and seize the time to complete the painting.

"It's time for us to leave, Lord Paying."

Little Granny Bach put a few sacred bones into her bag, looked around again, and said:

"Without the divine support of the Lord of Hunting, this place is about to collapse. It started in subspace and will eventually return there. If you don't want to be involved in the land of chaos, you should hurry up."

"Well, you go first, I have some things to deal with."

The Lord waved his hand, and after the other NPCs left, he stretched out his hand to touch the weathered throne of the Lord of Hunting as if to leave a souvenir, and when he turned around, he took out a quite unique heart-shaped blood crystal.

Stone, after activation, say to the other side:

"I'm really sorry for giving you a false alarm. We solved this problem by ourselves and a little bit of luck, so there's no need to worry."

"A little luck?"

An old female voice sounded from the opposite side, mockingly:

"You are really putting yourself on the line, Lord Paying. If it weren't for the superb performance at the last moment by the God of Creation who was beloved by Midnight, I would have led twelve demon slayers to clean up the filth.

True Lord Jinren has gone to collect your body.

But it is a good thing that a disaster is over before it begins, so I will not ridicule you.

However, although the Jin people did not dispatch this time, we still owe the Dragon Emperor a favor. This favor is too heavy for the Mystic Blood clan to bear alone. Although we are well received in His Majesty's court, it is not the way to serve as a minister.

It should still be followed.

Therefore, when the Dragon Emperor is in need in the future, you all must come to Tiandu to respond as soon as possible.

Just like forming the God Killer this time, do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, please express my most sincere gratitude to your current master for me."

The Millennium Lord said softly:

"I plan to carry out the Holy Blood seal after everything calms down. The Secret Blood Clan will send people to participate, but this time I hope you will send more elites. I am ready to open the seal and face the hidden problems inside."

This sentence silenced the other party. After a moment, the liaison officer of the Secret Blood Clan sighed and said:

"It's about time, after all, it's been more than a thousand years.

But you'd better talk to Grand Duke Hathor about this first. After all, she is the nominal leader of the Secret Blood Clan. She has now traveled to the place of origin. If you have time to go there, you might as well talk to her first.

Fan."

"Well, I will. Thank you again for your secret preparation and support this time."

The Lord said farewell:

"See you again with the Holy Blood Seal."

"Wait a minute, Lord, something happened in the Far East not long ago, I think you should know about it."

The contact person on the other side reminded:

"The wolf girl of Nordtov secretly visited Tiandu a month ago. She interviewed the Dragon Emperor several times. The specific content of the conversation is unknown, but I suspect that the Kingdom of Nordtov is likely to usher in a new era as a result.

A drastic change.

The country left behind by Boris is full of problems, and his political style has always been frivolous and childlike, but this time the Wolf Girl is so aggressive, I suspect it may have something to do with the change in national policy."

"Very important news, thank you for letting me know."

The Lord narrowed his eyes.

He exchanged a few pleasantries and then cut off the communication. He turned back a few steps to prepare to summon the players to leave the ruins of the Kingdom of God that was about to collapse. When he passed by Andre who was painting, the Lord glanced at the drawing board.

works, he shook his head with some disappointment and said:

"Craftsmanship is too important. It only focuses on skills but not soul. You don't know the key when you are just starting out. You still have to practice."

"That's what you taught me."

Andre may be able to argue with the Lord in other aspects, but in terms of artistic attainments, he is not worthy of carrying the Lord's shoes now. People say whatever they say, and the Earl of White Mountain is trying to destroy his paintings.

But I heard the Lord say:

"It doesn't have to be like this. You are at your most emotional right now. Although your painting skills are cliché, at least the emotion is conveyed in place. Let's think about it again. Come to me after you finish painting. I have something to ask you.

I tell you to do it."

——

"What happened just now?"

In front of the launch pad of the solar ship, Murphy asked while reactivating the Scepter of God:

"Has the mapping of the astral realm been restored?"

"I have barely recovered a little. It's not because of that bitch of a hunter who messed around and opened his kingdom in the material world, which directly caused the collision between the subspace and the material world. There is no big problem between you two. After all, the system is complete.

Yes, but the main body of the star realm has long been broken and cannot withstand this kind of interference."

Mannis the Endless complained harshly:

"I almost threw me into an extinguished star just now. Fortunately, I reacted quickly, but what happened at the time when I was 'disconnected'? Why did the Lord of the Hunt die so suddenly?

His combat power is indeed not top-notch on the subspace battlefield. Apart from being able to bully Vamu, he can't defeat any new god. But in the material world, that guy is definitely invincible.

Are there still strong generals in the material world?"

"The world is invincible, but there are enemies in heaven."

Murphy was in a good mood and said half-jokingly:

"Perhaps that guy was too arrogant, and as a result he attracted the 'Heavenly Punishment'. A light arrow left by the Creator hit him on the forehead, causing him to become paralyzed. Then he was beaten by the Lord and others.

Flowed."

"I heard you boast about returning the light arrow left by the Creator. Why didn't you say that the Creator came in person?"

Mannis didn't believe it at all, and said:

"I will know after I re-enter the time network and call up the 'monitoring'."

"Wait a moment and help me determine a location."

Murphy said:

"Help me find out where the missile that shot down the solar ship came from? I suspect it was an important stronghold at dusk."

"Oh, this is easy."

The Endless One immediately traversed time, and a few seconds later it projected an area at the border of dark mountains and gray deserts into Murphy's eyes, saying:

"Right here!

It is an underground rift leading to the Underdark. I looked along the waves of time and was shocked. Those guys discovered a Golden Age ruins underground. It seemed to be the place where the Eden people hid their things. Missile

It was shot from there, and many other things were dug out by them.

Many Dusk members are busy there right now, and they seem to be evacuating! Quick, send a message to Lord Paying and ask him to send people to destroy the place!"

"Evacuate? Where are they planning to evacuate?"

Murphy smoothly input the coordinates that Mannis gave him to the God's Scepter launch pad in front of him, and then started the launch decision again. The moment the message was sent, it became [-1:1], and the Lord's doubts also followed.

Conveyed in the vibration of the blood spar, Murphy activated the spar and said to the other side:

"It's an important stronghold in Dusk. Underground on the edge of the gray desert, they dug out an arms warehouse under the Eden District Management Committee. The missiles were launched from there. I plan to raze it!"

"Is this a declaration of war?"

The Lord asked:

"Is it worth using a precious Creator Light Arrow for this?"

"The number of God's Scepters is sufficient, enough for me to waste one shot today, not to mention that it cannot be considered a waste. Mannis told me that once the weapons there are fired, they will be enough to kill everyone from the Plantagenet Kingdom to Nordtov.

All big cities should be cleaned.

If they were launched in a concentrated manner, even the kingdom of the Dragonborn would suffer.

Therefore, this ‘harmless treatment’ of the Eden District’s relics is absolutely necessary, and we cannot allow Dusk to continue playing with things they don’t understand at all.”

Murphy explained in a serious tone:

"As for whether to declare war or not, the war between Dusk and I has already started. Now this is just to let them see the retribution of doing bad things in secret. Next, the two of us will enter a hide-and-seek game.

They'd better hope they hide deep enough.

As long as they are discovered by us, the Sword of Damocles that is no longer silent hanging over everyone's heads will punish them, but Lord, you know, they deserve it!"

"Um."

The Lord responded, and the next second, the decision number became [1:2].

Resolution passed!

"Buzz"

The previous process is repeated again in the space-based weapons arsenal in relatively stationary orbit around the planet.

129 seconds later, the second black light arrow fell from the sky, but this time except for those powerful astrologers who observed this scene, there was no other disturbance.

Just like the insignificant ripples caused by the fall of a god, it was quickly swept into history and became an ember in the shadow.

——

"The slave owner faction is finished. It took us almost two years to form it just for the actual actions, and even more energy for the secret preparation in the Eternal Rift. However, Murphy destroyed it in only two minutes.

What terrible news.

The God of Creation chose this tough method that was so resolute that no negotiation was possible to declare war on us, and I was horrified to find that I did not seem to be on the winning side.

Therefore, Your Excellency, Chief Monk, considering that I am really at war with each other now, is it too late to jump ship? Tell me, if I ask him now if we can reconcile, will he agree?"

"Stop joking, scholar, Mr. Murphy will only pierce the necessary evil into your heart and laugh at you fiercely."

Another voice responded, saying:

"However, frontal action has never been our plan, so although the power of the Creator Sword is powerful, it cannot harm us. Now I have even worse news to tell you. The efforts to unite other shadow forces of Chaos have failed.

The Lord’s tragic example proves that the material world is still protected by the Creator.

Those shadows in the chaos sensed danger.

They will no longer help us, and we will have to lead the fall of world dusk alone.

If you still want to jump ship, now is the best time."

"I'm just talking, don't worry about it, then let me tell you some good news. Do you remember the 'Greenhouse of Life'? I want to tell you the good news, Your Excellency, the era of 'Great Recovery' is approaching.

As long as we clean up the twisted jungle of this wrong era, we can enter the warm dusk and open the greenhouse in the quiet night and restart the era.

The better news is that from now on, let us forget about the Black Scourge and the Skaven who have proven to be failures. We already have a better choice.

and you?

After you brought two pieces of bad news that scared me half to death, don't you have any good news to encourage me?"

"Good news, yes."

The chief monk smiled and said:

"One of my collaborators also unfortunately died in this long day, but her death made me see a possibility that we have always ignored. I suddenly realized that we have been ignoring those legends under the sun.

story.

I am ready to make a new attempt. If everything goes well, we will soon reach the heart of the world.

Be patient, my friend.

On the day when the gods, who have been bound for thousands of years, are freed, we will also be freed."

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