Chapter 478 477. Murphy’s Golden Challenge·Try Chapter
The King of Bone Grinders, this is a guy who will never make a mistake if he has learned a little bit of history.
Although the Fourth Black Catastrophe has ended for a century, the heavy damage caused by that disaster to the mainland has not yet been recovered. Whether it is the Plantagenet Kingdom or the territory of Nordtov, there are many areas that are vast and have been destroyed.
The abandoned "no man's land" is the place where the Fourth Black Disaster once ravaged.
It is a commemoration of the past and history, and a silent complaint against disaster.
During the Fourth Black Disaster, the Jackal Warlocks used vicious plagues that left many war zones on the continent barren to this day, and no one doubted that the Jackals would do the same thing in this Black Disaster.
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No matter how evil you do it a second time, you won’t feel any more burden on your heart.
The first time can be said to be an accident, but the second time must be a choice!
In short, as the initiator of disasters that once plagued the entire continent, the image of the Bone-gnawing King must be remembered by future generations.
Both Miriam and Colonel Fraser once said that the history textbooks they had when they were students in Port Chardeau had detailed descriptions of the appearance of the Bone-Gripping King.
That was an extremely huge jackal!
It is taller and bigger than the strongest barbarian, has naturally terrifying claws and teeth that can crush almost any steel. The King of Bone Crush has the most luxurious fur and the most beautiful tail among the gnolls.
Just judging from the illustrations in the textbook, this special jackal has almost got rid of the image of a barbarian. Any foreigner can feel the majesty and power of the Bone-Gripping King from the illustrations.
Those widely circulated illustrations are naturally found in the library of the Scarlet Corridor. After learning that the Black Disaster was coming, Murphy read those books more than once.
He also knew the image of the Bone-Gripping King very well.
But to be honest, the "Bone Grinding King" that appeared in front of him now could not be said to be exactly the same as the legendary image, it could only be said that it had no resemblance at all.
The "King of Jackals" below Murphy does have a huge frame. When it stands upright, it is almost as tall as a troll. This is two heads taller than the Jackal barbarians in the Dark Mountains. It is already considered a Jackal.
The "giant species" in the race.
If Hogg was thrown in front of it, the poor Bloodclaw Chief would probably reach the position of the bone-crushing king's crotch shaft at most.
It's literally the difference between a Fart and a Primaris can.
But other than that, the Bone-Gnawing King no longer has any of the "kingly demeanor" of the past. It is unknown what stuff was poured into its shriveled corpse. Although it made the body plump and violent again, the skin
However, an evil and filthy corruption emerged that was difficult to contain.
Strange green and red fluorescence can even be seen flashing from the body from some wounds.
The originally sharp bone claws of the dead man who was turned into an undead and reawakened were stimulated by the strange force and expanded again, making the claws of the Bone-gnawing King as terrifying as a dagger and a scimitar. What's more terrible is that the claws are wrapped with green
of light.
It's like being enchanted with the effect of "poison +3".
In addition, the biggest feature of the Bone-Gnawing King at this time is the strange layer of shadow that always surrounds it when it moves. Murphy is very familiar with this.
This is the "shadow cloak" that vampires need to hold up in order to avoid being burned when they are active in the sun. However, the shadow around this bone-gnawing king has become a substantial "field barrier", which can not only avoid direct sunlight,
It can also bring strength and blessing to this strange corpse in the shadow.
From the scarlet light shining in the eye sockets of the bone-gnawing king's mummy-like face, it is not difficult to judge its "source of power" at this time.
Murphy also finally knows where Cripple Claw used the vampire hearts it acquired from Hogg?
This bastard constructor actually transplanted the power of a vampire into a corpse, and the transplant was so successful that the Bone-Gnasher King actually had strong vampire characteristics after he was resurrected.
The material used for its resurrection is the heart of a wolfsbane vampire, which means that the monster in front of it is strengthened by a wolf bat, making the already troublesome creature once again a stronger threat.
Just looking at the confrontation between the roaring beast of death and the giant swamp snake, we can see that the mad genius of Lame Claw has regained the strength of his life for the deceased.
It's definitely not possible for this corpse that has been dead for hundreds of years to return to its golden level, but it has definitely reached the edge of that level of power.
This can also be seen from the feedback of the reconnaissance technique that Murphy threw at the Bone-Gripping King:
Name: [King of Bone-Gripping] Philip Bone-Gripping
[It is roaring, but the anger is not only because of being disturbed, but also because of the blasphemy. Helpless vampire, give it a ride. 】
"That's easy to say! How can I, a mere black iron vampire, send a gold-level undead to rest in peace? Even if this is just a temporarily awakened undead soul."
Murphy complained fiercely.
But he still drew his staff and sword and prepared to intervene in the ongoing increasingly fierce fight to the death.
The giant swamp snake that was supposed to destroy the Warlock Tower under the lure of the dome was now entangled. The crazy attack from the out-of-control Golden Dead Bones made it feel the threat on the life level, and it had to temporarily put down the protection of its cubs.
instinct.
It stands to reason that it is an unfair battle for a seriously injured legendary creature to fight against a golden warrior, but the bone-gnawing king is too weak to end the fight as quickly as possible.
The battle between two dangerous skeleton-level bosses, one large and one small, actually turned into a strange tug-of-war. He keenly realized that he did not seem to be without the strength to fight.
However, this is still too early for current players.
Neither the Bone-Breaking King nor Ningji Nanka are as powerful as them. Just now, the giant shark tried to jump in and pick up a leak, but as soon as he got close, he was torn apart by the Bone-Breaking King's claws.
The bald vampire monk even used the life-saving techniques taught by Lord Turner to use the monk's aura to strengthen himself, but he still had no chance to escape by transforming into a bat.
Such a crisp and quick kill made other people lose their thoughts. They thought that this outrageous damage must be a "story kill", so they took advantage of the battle between the giant snake and the bone-biting king and began to attack the already crumbling warlock tower in groups.
In this chaotic and earth-shattering situation, the gnoll warlocks of the Plague Clan have completely lost their will to fight to the end. They have begun to escape, but the players will not allow them to leave alive.
Fights are taking place everywhere in the chaotic and collapsed Plague Town. It doesn't matter whether you are a high-end player or a novice player. Anyway, there is absolutely no problem in charging at the monsters you see in the chaos.
The copper and iron walls of Plague Town turned into nothing at this moment, and Crippleclaw couldn't care about anything else in order to escape.
The crazy constructor released all the weird structures in his tower, like a "dead creature exhibition", making the already chaotic town even more chaotic.
"Fimis, let's get some restraints!"
Murphy looked at the battlefield below and called the eldest lady to come in and clean up.
The Warlock Tower, which had been attacked several times by the giant swamp snake, had temporarily misplaced its control over psychic energy, and the eldest lady was no longer needed to maintain psychic countermeasures.
She understood what Murphy meant and propped up a wall of restraints composed of scarlet psionic energy toward the structure tower, temporarily blocking those dangerous structures that roared and screamed, leaving enough time for the players to break through the warlock tower.
"Murphy, don't go down! That gold-level skeleton is very dangerous!"
The eldest lady did not forget to remind:
"I know you can defeat silver-level enemies, but this one is not on the same level as the others. Let the giant snake consume it! Those vampire hearts cannot support the gold-level bones to persist in such an intense battle for too long.
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"Of course I know that."
Murphy responded:
"It is precisely because it cannot sustain a battle of this intensity for too long, so I plan to experience in advance what it is like to fight against gold-level enemies. What's more, our giant snake seems to be unable to hold on.
This poor guy is so weak that if I don't think of a way, he might actually die here."
"That's a legendary creature, Murphy!"
The eldest lady said helplessly:
"The life and death of a life at this level is no longer up to you. Don't do anything rashly. I'm sorry."
"That was true before, but now I find that it might actually have something to do with me."
Murphy sighed.
He's not talking nonsense
You see, the giant swamp snake lives in the restricted area and has stayed there for more than a thousand years, and there is obviously an "optional exploration area" specially reserved for Alpha by the creator who is suspected of being [DATA EXPUNGED].
If there was no relationship between the two, Murphy could perform a 3,600-degree handstand and flip ten and a half times on the spot for the eldest lady to see.
Unfortunately, this is a secret that cannot be revealed to others.
"Tris is already on the way. I have to ensure that this desecrated dead bone will not interfere with the smooth progress of the war."
Murphy breathed a sigh of relief and saw that the bone-gnawing king below had climbed onto Ningji Nanka's seriously injured back and was about to tear open the fatal wound. He no longer hesitated, folded his wings and performed the most classic "death landing"
As it flew past, it smashed into the roaring giant snake.
"boom"
The bone-gnawing king tore open the poisonous flesh with his sharp claws, and was about to devour the hungry thing when he was struck by the shadow.
Hit by the powerful Wolf's Kiss, the Jackal King's body became unstable and was thrown off the ground by the struggling giant snake. Murphy followed closely and charged with the Night Bat again, but was struck by the Golden Bones.
With incredible agility, he easily blocked and even delivered a fatal counterattack.
But he missed.
Murphy dodged this claw with a perfect swarm of bats, and appeared ten steps away from the flying little bats. Necessary Evil came roaring with its head and tail swaying, but was swatted away by the King of Bones with a claw.
The two of them stood on both sides of the place where Ninginanka's blood dripped and corroded.
Standing opposite each other in the shadow of the giant beast, before they could attack again, the giant snake roared and launched an earthquake spell to tear open cracks in the ground in the center of Plague Town.
Bricks and stones were flying everywhere, causing Murphy to fly into the air and look for enemies everywhere. Unexpectedly, the wolf claws came from behind. The Golden Bones broke through the defense with a single blow. The sharp claws pierced Murphy's shoulders and brought him to the ground like a meteor.
In just three moves, Murphy bled.
Obviously, even the weak Golden Bones are not an enemy he can deal with now, let alone a giant swamp snake that is constantly attacking in confusion to cause trouble for him.
The two fell to the ground and were caught by Ningkinanka. The giant snake with eyes full of rage opened its mouth and was about to spit out deadly poison, burying the damn undead and the equally annoying vampires together!
At this moment, with the low sound of cannons echoing, twenty gold-burning cannonballs fell into the chaotic Plague Town in an almost sweeping manner. Eight of them hit the crumbling Warlock Tower, and the remaining twelve
They all hit the giant snake's body, which was so huge that it was almost impossible to miss.
Such an attack would be useless against the giant snake's gem scales.
However, I don’t know whether the Gorse artillerymen were lucky or whether the giant snake was particularly unlucky today. Two of the cannonballs actually hit the wound on its back with great luck. The explosion caused flesh and blood to fly everywhere, allowing Ning Jinan to
Ka's painful screams resounded through the sky, and the rain of venom it was waiting for was shot back into his throat.
"Well played!"
On the hill outside the town, Colonel Fraser, who was holding a telescope and looking at it, shook his fist fiercely and shouted:
"Dunn! You're damn accurate! I'm going to repay you! But now put away your silly smile and let your artillery keep firing! Ron, you go and help too! Today we are going to put the Plantagenet's
Glory rises in this swampland!
We want the king and our family to be proud of us!
No matter it’s a legendary thing or some damn bone-gnawing king, they can’t break our courage!”
Major Ron took off his hat and threw it to the ground. He pushed away the gunner of a cannon and went into battle himself. He grabbed the calculation orb and looked at the giant snake while shouting:
"Fuck! This is where a warrior should come! Marshal Loren and my father will definitely like this place too!"
grass!
I found that I actually fell in love with Transia. I would not have the opportunity to participate in such things in other places. Keep fighting!
Until all the cannonballs are fired!
The front of those Transian barbarians is in danger, they need our fire support, we can't let them underestimate us!
Keep cumming!”
"boom"
Another round of shelling streaked across the sky, with almost no adjustment of the shooting angle, allowing this round of shelling to bloom more flames on the giant snake.
No matter how powerful the legendary creature is, it is still somewhat unable to cope with the continuous weakening and serious injuries during this period.
But this is a good thing.
Without the interference of the angry giant snake, Lord Murphy on the ground can finally focus on the battle with this dangerous golden dead bone.
Murphy regarded this as his own "trial."
He really wanted to see how much improvement his swordsmanship during this period of time could bring to him. It was impossible to defeat the Golden Bones, but at least he couldn't be killed instantly by it, right?
Murphy knew very well that he didn't actually need to defeat the Bone-Gripping King, he just needed to delay to win.
This is a body of gold!
And now it only has twenty fused vampire hearts that provide it with power. Isn't this the same as stuffing twenty AA batteries into the engine of a tank and trying to drive it to participate in the competition?
Will Kursk fight?
Even if you have an energy-gathering ring, you can't withstand building it like this!
Only at the 187th second of the battle, Murphy, who had been breached several times, could clearly feel the bone-gnawing king's power, speed and reflexes had dropped significantly, and attacks that were originally unable to be locked could be barely blocked.
, even during the latter's stiff "skill back swing", the vampire can still find time to counterattack.
At the same time, the crumbling Warlock Tower didn't know what was happening. The screams of the lame claws sounded from it, and it frantically called for the Bone-Gnawing King to protect it.
The forced summons from the undead warlock made it impossible for the undead creation to violate it. The golden dead bones that had the upper hand were about to rush into the warlock tower, but the burst of scarlet light and the desolate howls of the astral wolves meant that Murphy was not
I plan to just let it go.
The Blood Alliance Knight, who is famous for his defense and counterattack, once again faced off with the Golden Dead Bones in swordsmanship. The master-like vampire lord stood firm. He touched the wound on his shoulder and looked at the pull of the armor on his body.
He suffered terrible scars and then complained:
"Old Edward's craftsmanship is not good either! Your hand-made protective armor cannot withstand the broken claws of the Bone-Breaking King. How come it can't even withstand the venom corrosion of mere legendary creatures?
Is this the promised number one cobbler in mainland China?
Enough of this level of false propaganda! Be sure to apply for after-sales service and file a strong complaint against that old guy.
However, if your current source of power is the heart of a vampire, doesn't it mean that if something can make a vampire feel pain, then you will also be countered?"
Murphy raised his head and looked at the golden dead bones that were moving with sharp claws in front of him, ready to pounce again like a wild beast. He said softly:
"Fimis, do me a favor, old tactic!"
"ah?"
The eldest lady was stunned for a moment, and then she came to her senses.
She ran up to the sky with a sense of nostalgia and pointed the Night Roaring Staff in her hand towards the sky.
A charged psychic blast blasted into the sky, dispersing the haze and smoke that lingered over Plague Town all year round, allowing the midday sun to shine like a waterfall on the land of Plague Town.
This mark made the place full of war and chaos, and a pillar of light with a religious meaning appeared on a hazy battlefield where bloodshed was taking place.
It fell from high altitude to the ground like the arm of a god, and the contrast of light and shadow was so wonderful that even the Plantagenet artillerymen who were aiming to bombard the Legendary Serpent and Warlock Tower in the distance were stunned for a moment.
Those members of the Church of Avalon who were pouring into the battlefield in Plague Town couldn't help but chant the name of God.
They regarded it as guidance from the gods, thus dispelling more fear in their hearts and becoming more morale.
In the center of the sunlit place, Murphy, who endured the burning sun, skillfully covered his face with a mask to prevent his handsome face from being burned.
Looking at the golden bones that curled up under the direct sunlight, his rotting fur was covered with flying ash, he said:
"It seems that Lame Claw's transformation skills are not very good. Not only did it not allow you to obtain the essence of Midnight Blessing, but it also gave you several weaknesses out of thin air. Well, the so-called secret of death is nothing more than this.
The rest you seek and long for is in My hands, and I will graciously grant it to you as the true end of all legends about you.
No matter you were noble or low, no matter you were great or despicable, since you are dead, don’t interfere in the world of the living anymore!”
