Chapter 107 106 My Patriarch Father Nightmare Special Edition【4
Chapter 107 106. My Patriarch Father·Nightmare Special Edition【4660】
Murphy has learned from Tris that the first lord of the Blood Alliance Knights will come to support this battle. He is a powerful gold-level blood knight who has both offensive and defensive capabilities and can form a frontline attack team with the old knight Finok.
The cooperation between the two of them is enough to contain Sarokdar, who is currently in the holy blood pool, leaving only one target for everyone!
That is, when the fallen Blood Eagle Clan Leader is entangled, do your best to destroy his connection with the Holy Blood Pool, so that the subspace rift that is being guided by the spiritual energy of the Holy Blood Pool will enter an unstable state.
It has not yet opened in the physical world, which means it can still be destroyed.
It's like the layer of "reality" has not been broken yet. You can play as perverted as you want, but if a pinhole appears, it means that you may kill someone even with the gentlest movement.
Yeah.
Once the rift in the subspace becomes unstable, the eldest lady, who is the core of the plan, will immediately cast a spell in it to destroy the holy blood pool and banish the chaotic power of the subspace into the star realm.
The last link will be completed by Tris herself.
Because the astral rift in Cadman City has just closed and is still in a fragile state, it is not difficult to do this.
Murphy was amazed by this three-step comprehensive plan, and felt deeply that his elder, the former Scarlet Witch, was indeed not an economical person when it came to serious matters.
However, he never expected that the first knight lord who came to support was actually a funny guy.
Well, a pretty, gentle, narcissistic and powerful funny guy.
Just by looking at the nearly endless roses of various colors he carries with him, you know that this guy is definitely not a serious person! Who would be a serious person who would carry so many of these things with him?
But now, Murphy has no choice.
"Swish, swish, swish"
The natural scrolls were torn open one by one.
Psychic spells that strengthened the spirit and perception were cast on the young players, drops of vampire killer sword oil were applied to the weapons, and projectiles and arrowheads were soaked in the diluted potion.
Players who are psychic users urgently learn the techniques called [Chaos Protection] and [Inner Fire] under the final teachings of the old knight.
It would be impossible for ordinary people to learn this in just a few dozen minutes, but the 1.5 times growth rate of young players allows them to quickly master these two skills.
Although they are very unfamiliar, and there is a high probability that the release will fail due to lack of proficiency, but considering that they are positioned as consumables in this battle, this is enough.
To be honest, Murphy himself was not very sure about putting the little players into the battlefield. Judging from his own battle record just now, the current perception and thinking attributes of the little players are difficult even with various bonuses.
They have been immune to the invasion of Chaos for a long time, and no one can guess what will happen to them once they are captured by the Warp.
What if warp corruption spreads to another world through a mysterious in-game connection?
What if they are really driven crazy by the evil forces in this world?
Isn't this pure sin?
"Are you worried about your warrior?"
The first lord Palano put his gorgeous lion helmet on his head and let his knight's heavy armor form a physical protection. He asked in a very magnetic voice.
Murphy didn't hold anything back from the handsome guy's question.
He replied:
"I feel like I'm sending them to hell with my own hands. No, the consequences of being captured by subspace are much more terrifying than death."
"I have rarely seen my compatriots care so much about human beings."
Palano laughed, and the first lord with a very cheerful personality said:
"Sure enough, as Mrs. Tris said, you are a unique compatriot. It's no wonder that my goddess is so fond of you."
"Your goddess?"
Murphy looked at Palano in surprise.
The latter nodded solemnly, took out a delicate and fragrant notebook from his psychic bag, opened it, checked it, and said:
“My muse ranks 17th!
But this was recorded more than a hundred years ago. Mrs. Tris was endowed with a more free and mature charm over time. However, her terrible wound seriously damaged her amazing beauty, so I guess, I probably have to
Pushing her ranking back to outside of thirty.
But she is still the goddess in my heart! She is a rare and beautiful thing in the world.
There is no doubt about this.
Oh, fate is so generous to me, so that I no longer have to suffer the pain of missing the goddess."
"I think there's something wrong with your statement."
Murphy replied with a straight face.
He didn't think that Tris was any worse than the other women in this little notebook, but was this guy actually a hidden Neptune? Looking at the thickness of this notebook, you could tell that the "goddess" in this guy's heart was not even a hundred but a half.
Ten.
Hey, there must be a skill to this kind of thing, right?
If the current situation were not special, it would be worth asking for advice.
"But what I want to say is that you don't have to worry. Lord Paying knew the threat of this battle, and he gave me the power of the holy spear. Through the connection of blood, I can summon the projection of the holy spear 'Eternal Silence'
Here it is.
As the holy object that has been fighting subspace for the longest time in the world, it is enough to protect the hearts and minds of warriors.
Of course, the premise is that they are truly fearless.”
Palano probably saw the status of Tris in Murphy's heart. He laughed, put away his notebook, took out his scarlet lance and held it in his hand.
Brushing the edge of the heavy weapon with one hand wearing a scarlet gauntlet, crimson spells were activated, and then under Murphy's surprised gaze, a ball of blood spirit light bloomed from the lance.
At the same time, a prompt popped up on the character card in front of me:
[Eternal Silence Holy Spear Projection·Arbitration Halo] is applied!
When this halo effect takes effect, all non-chaos life within 120 feet will be given the [Atonement] state, which increases the damage to chaotic creatures and greatly improves mental resistance.
Vampires within the effect of this aura will have an additional increase in life and spiritual energy recovery speed.
Chaos creatures within the effect of this aura will suffer continuous corrosion damage until they die.
Not only Murphy sensed this halo opening, but also the little players became commotion.
This was the first time they had seen such a high-end power manifested in the game, so they couldn't help but move closer to Lord Palano and look at the lance in his hand that was emitting a scarlet light, and they had a heated discussion.
This must be another difficult-to-understand statement like a dog plotting.
The eldest lady, who remained silent and prepared to take action, turned to look at the lance in Lord Palano's hand, and she said softly:
"The Scarlet Holy Spear 'Eternal Silence'! A miraculous creation of the Blood Alliance Knights, a magical weapon commanded by Lord Paying, and one of the seven holy objects of original sin of the vampire civilization. I have read stories about it in countless legends
.
In today's era, the holy spear has become another image of the vampire race in the eyes of the world.
It represents the beautiful side of vampires.
Just like other vampires except for the Knights of the Blood Alliance, they represent the dark and corrupt side in the eyes of the world.
There is no doubt that Lord Paying is a great man who can be born among us."
"As it should be."
The first lord Palano laughed.
He put his hand in front of the wooden door that isolated the disaster, turned around and said to the others who were ready for battle:
"In fact, within the Knights, there has been an ongoing debate about who is more powerful, the Scarlet Holy Spear or other original sin relics. Unfortunately, Lord Paying is not a warlike person. Except for the punishment of the Blood Terror clan a hundred years ago,
Outside of expeditions, there has been no record of real battles with other big buses.
But today we may get a concrete answer.
The Blood Vulture Sacred Artifact, the Desire Demon Blade 'Necessary Evil' is still in the hands of Sarokdar. Although the Lord is not coming in person, I, the heir, will fight on behalf of the great Lord.
Maybe I can write a good story today.
Then, let the beautiful and romantic war begin!"
"boom"
The wooden door in front of him was smashed open by the heavy shield held by Palano. The cold and dark breath of the subspace rushed towards his face, and was blocked from the body by the blood stream projected by the holy spear in his hand.
As Palano raised his weapon high, the collision of the breath of the material world and the subspace formed a substantial explosion of energy in the dark hall, whipping up a strong wind that made the unsteady little players cry out.
The old knight Finok beside him was not to be outdone.
He shouted the name of Avalon and led the witch hunter forward. The big oak blade in his hand seemed determined to compete with the projection of the scarlet holy spear. It ignited the ghost in the buzz without the sword holder calling.
Blue purifying fire.
The various elven inscriptions on the sword also appeared through the body under the support of spiritual energy, turning into flying natural spells and falling on the witch hunters and young players.
It's like a provocation from a naughty child.
Proudly and proudly, he waved a gesture to the powerful scarlet holy spear projection. You can only protect everyone with your halo, but I can greatly increase their strength!
So there’s no need to say who is more powerful, right?
"I didn't expect that you are also a holder of a sacred object. It's really disrespectful. The famous 'Watcher', one of the three sacred oak blades, is really powerful! It is just as unruly and vulgar as the legend says."
Lord Palano looked at the old knight in surprise, and the latter said with a cold face:
"Didn't you notice that I've been by your side for more than ten minutes? Are you, an arrogant race, blind?"
"Um, sorry, old gentleman."
The first leader stepped forward with his lance to defeat the filthy psychic energy, and said in a casual tone:
"I have always only paid attention to those beautiful things. Not being able to see filth makes me feel sad for the ugly creatures."
This statement clearly means something.
Old Finok snorted. He held the sword with both hands and pointed forward. He glanced at Palano, who was holding the holy spear in his right hand and the heavy shield in his left hand, and said:
"What did you mean by what you just said?"
"That's what it says on paper!"
The first lord Palano, who was friendly and kind to Murphy and others, whispered coldly under his heavy helmet:
"I am the descendant of arrogance. We can all smell the sin under the night, but you! White Knight Commander, the smell of sin you exude is stronger than all the people in this city combined except you. Only
The aura of sin remaining on Tris's body is comparable to yours.
You have committed an abomination!
If it weren't for the wrong timing, I would have taken you back to the base and handed you over to Lord Pa Ying for a thorough interrogation. I think a lot of shocking information will be uncovered.
You have been in contact with subspace more than once!"
"Ah"
The old knight sneered, and charged forward with a roundhouse slash to cut through the dirty energy pouring out of the subspace crack in front of him. Amidst the hum of the big oak blade as if it were approaching a powerful enemy, he looked forward and whispered:
"I don't deny this, but I think your Lord Paying may not have the chance to taste my sins."
"boom"
A large number of lives poured into the Holy Blood Hall, and the final enemy was finally alerted. A ball of scattered purple starlight wrapped the human figure and slowly rose from the rapidly boiling pool of Holy Blood.
The intensity of the chaos impact in the entire hall immediately increased at this moment.
Several elite witch hunters immediately covered their heads and screamed in pain, and were dragged into the increasingly bright halo of arbitration around Paliano by the quick-eyed and quick-footed players, thus saving their precarious sanity.
In front of everyone's eyes, the person who rose from the blood pool had shed the last drop of sticky blood and revealed his true appearance.
A classic blood vulture ceremonial costume.
In addition to the slim-fitting red and black hunting jacket, there is also a scarlet cloak that is worn across the body and fastened with a vulture clasp on the left shoulder. He lowers his head as if he is sleeping or dead.
The long gray hair is stained with purple stars and spreads over the shoulders. It can be seen that this old man was definitely a handsome person when he was young, but now he is like a withered bone in a coffin, as if all the blood has been drained.
This terrifying appearance is in sharp contrast to his decent dress.
His black-gloved hands were intertwined in front of his chest, and his right hand held a scarlet one-handed long blade.
The long sword is open on both sides but has a weird jagged blade on one side. The most conspicuous feature is that the guard under the sword is in the shape of a night bat and a vulture with wings spread out. The inscriptions on the sword are ancient and dark.
The slightly exaggerated decoration also reflects the almost perfect vampire dark style.
If I don't have to describe it vividly, it probably looks a bit like a certain Sorrow Blade, but that thing is a two-handed sword, and the one in front of me is a real one-handed sword, so it looks lighter.
This is probably the "necessary evil" that Palano mentioned before about the Blood Vulture Sacred Artifact.
Unfortunately, this Midnight Holy Blade, like its sword holder, has now become the carrier and agent of the will of chaos pouring out of the rift in the subspace, so that everyone who looks at it will feel the clear oppression.
.
It was the heavy pressure from the power of chaos on the spirit, which truly burned the mind like a lit candle under the palm of one's hand.
Pain, tearing, torture, screams.
It longs for all the good evil in the world and the creeping things in the abyss
"Father!"
The eldest lady exclaimed in surprise.
The young players around them understood almost without the need for translation. The mummy vampire in front of them was Salokdar Collinsman Lesembula, the current Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture!
It's just that this guy's current state is obviously not normal.
The eldest lady's exclamation seemed to have the opposite effect at this moment. Under her call, the mummy vampire suspended in the air slowly opened its eyes.
There are no longer the unique blood pupils of vampires, replaced by black pupils filled with purple starlight.
He moved his neck mechanically and stiffly, looked around, and finally locked on the pale eldest lady. His body moved weirdly like a puppet, and a horrifying "kind smile" appeared on his mummified face.
”.
He said in a voice as dry as iron scraping:
"Ah, Phemis, the stroke of midnight has announced that you have come at the invitation of fate. My dear daughter, the astral night crown is being shaped, and the time to ascend to the gods has arrived! The eternal original sin of us sinners will be cleansed,
Our most ancient longings will be fulfilled.
bring it on!
my daughter.
My most wonderful creation!
With pride in your heart, clothed in glory, embrace your mission, make up for my shortcomings, become the ‘Midnight Mistress’, protect me, benevolent incarnation of the night.”
"What the hell? 'Midnight Mistress'?"
There was a commotion among the little players.
Lumina grabbed her musket and glanced at the eldest lady who was covering her heart and trembling all over. She exclaimed:
"What is this old pervert going to do to his daughter?"
"The 'Star Night Crown' refers to the Night King constellation in the galaxy. According to legend, it is the star of disaster that represents vampires! 'Midnight Mistress' is the priesthood he chose for Femis. According to the various races I know
Myths and existing gods seem to have their first projections born in subspace.
Therefore, Sarokdar opened this subspace rift as Femis’s ‘step to godhood’!”
Mrs. Tracey, who has been paying attention to the front line through the little player's calculation orb, now uses a "voice-over" method to explain to the players in rather awkward Mandarin:
"The answer to all the mysteries has finally been revealed. Sarokdar wants to create a 'god' himself! A midnight god that belongs to all vampires! He wants to make the 'Mother of the Night' that we have been told about by word of mouth become a reality.
My plan back then was indeed tampered with!
He extended it to a higher and more magnificent level. What a magnificent idea, but it was a pity that it was exploited.
it's a pity.
Come on! Warriors!
In the name of a big plan, kill this ambitious man!
Well, your language is really difficult to learn, but I'm obviously smarter than little Murphy thought."
