Chapter 561 560 From today on, I will be the wise wolf as ‘Huo Zhengting’
Chapter 561 560. Become a virtuous wolf from today on - additional update for brother ‘Huo Zheng is very good’ [230]
The main body of the Swamp Exhibition Hall is actually not large, because in the "Golden Era" it only served as an observation post and the core of the ecological zone. It has three floors in total, and the hidden third floor is where the Bone-Gnawing King told Mo
Fee's clues.
However, although this place is small, it has all the necessary features.
Basically, there are functions here that Murphy can think of or unexpectedly. For example, when he and Tris "visited" the private bathroom last time, they found that it actually had a massage function, and the biological laboratory on the hidden third floor was restarted.
After that, the elevator that originally could only go down to the first floor also unlocked a new slot and could continue going down.
Three vampires and a jackal were standing in a futuristic elevator. This strange and incompatible combination looked up at the number on the elevator as it advanced to "-1".
With a soft ding, the elevator door quietly opened, and what appeared in front of them was a dark glass corridor.
Murphy was the first to step out. When he stepped on the first piece of glass, the surrounding lights clicked on, like an invisible hand pushing forward, lighting up the entire glass bridge and letting the darkness deep under the earth's crust shine.
A stream of light also appeared in the land.
He looked around, and what he saw was a huge silver-gray machine running, quietly but full of a mechanical rhythm, especially those huge exposed devices, although they were huge, they were full of a weird "precision"
"feel.
It's like drilling machines and excavators that penetrate deep into the earth's crust are extracting some kind of energy from the magma at the bottom, or like a mechanical giant putting its feet into the magma to rest.
"So, does this place actually rely on geothermal energy? Sure enough, it seems that all unscientific things will be related to energy when deconstructed."
Murphy looked at the red magma pool at the bottom and thought in his heart:
"There is no scale in the elevator so we can't determine how deep it is, but we can see the magma in the mantle layer. It is conservatively estimated that it is at least ten kilometers away from the surface. Alas, every time I see this thing from the Creator's era, I feel like I was born in a science fiction world.
.
But as long as you leave from here, you will still have to face all kinds of troubles caused by unscientific spiritual energy."
"The depth here is as high as the Eternal Rift and the Underdark. It's really unimaginable."
Tris followed behind Murphy.
She stroked the completely transparent glass bridge and confirmed the general position with the perception of a psionicist, and said softly:
"According to the legends of the shadow elves, there is an 'inner world' underground in our world, and the so-called underdark is just a transit point to that inner world.
When I travel to the Shadow Elf cities, I always hear them use exaggerated language to describe the hidden world that contains the relics and power of another era. However, those arrogant Shadow Elfs never dare to go too deep there.
They are a group of cowards who live a corrupt life.
I guess that the mythical stories they told should describe equipment similar to the one left by the Creator in front of us.
Obviously, the God who created the world left more things here than we imagined, but He used a completely different method to interpret the mysteries of the world.
Maybe psychic energy isn't the only answer."
"Psychic energy may even be the wrong answer, at least that's what the Bone-Gnasher King thinks, but the problem is that psychic energy has been eroding the world for too long, and we and even the entire world have been permanently changed.
Obviously this world has not evolved according to the Creator's blueprint. If the god returns here in the future, He will probably be very disappointed."
Murphy said something with emotion, Tris just shook her head, looking at the huge machines deep into the magma in trance, not knowing what the Scarlet Witch was thinking.
Hogg and Paliano did not respond.
The former was shocked by the power of these giant divine machines that appeared in front of him, as if they were holding up the earth, while the latter was busy recording what he saw and felt during this trip in his notebook.
Even for a golden person like him, the wonderful experience of visiting the land of creation does not happen every day. He must write down these things that do not exist in the mortal world so that he can have them when bragging to the goddesses in his mind.
More material to please them.
This is the necessary training for a perfect knight of pure love!
At the end of the glass bridge is the restarted biological laboratory. This is a secret room located in the rock. The interior style is the same as the visitor hall. It is very simple and full of futuristic feeling. There are also many unknown instruments, all of which are encapsulated.
In a pure white shell.
In the center of the circular room is a main console erected from where commands can be issued.
When the four people came in, Curator Assistant No. 2 Beetle had completed the preparation and debugging of the biological cabin. There was an authentication device next to the blue capsule-like biological cabin, and the data connection between the two had been completed.
Now just wait for the binding ceremony to begin.
"Take off your clothes and lie in!"
Murphy pointed to the waiting biological cabin, patted the helpless Hogg on the shoulder, and said warmly:
"Don't be afraid. According to Philip, this ritual is absolutely safe. As long as you are not a cunning halfling disguised as a jackal, you will not be harmed. So, if you are really a halfling, Hogg
, you should take off this lifelike leather jacket now and apologize to us."
"Ah, your joke is not as funny as before, but maybe it's because I'm in a panic now and can't appreciate the humor in it."
Hogg shook his body.
It was like an ancient Roman soldier who mistakenly entered the 2077 era. Everything he looked at felt dangerous. If someone hadn't been carrying him, he would have screamed loudly.
Under Murphy's command, Chief Bloodclaw took off his leather armor and lining, approached the biological cabin with his naked body, and then knelt there and muttered a gnoll's prayer.
It was insincere before, and it will suddenly turn into a fanatical believer.
The so-called prayer also replaces the subject of the prayer praising the Lord of Hunting with the Creator. Probably at this fateful moment, even a guy like Hogg needs some spiritual comfort.
Murphy did not stop this process. He and Tris stood in front of the authentication device and placed the Gnoll Civilization Slate on the delicate tray of the device. As the device was activated, blue energy flow spurted out from the conduit to hold up the slate.
Slowly rotating in the air.
The authentication device in front of him also activated a blue light curtain and projected it in front of Murphy's eyes:
[The Eden District database cannot be connected. Local database backup is started. Certification is completed. The civilization slate is confirmed to be correct! The race number is confirmed to be Ds-04, codenamed 'Jackal'. There is currently a vacancy for the spokesperson of this race, and the certification process is ready.
Yes/No to start authentication?】
"Shua"
At this moment, the blue biological capsule slid open its lid with a sense of technology. Hogg took a deep breath and entered it with shaking body.
It lay in the weird and sticky transparent liquid, and took one last look at Murphy. The vampire lord made an "OK" gesture to it. It could be seen that Hogg was really scared, but it gritted its teeth and said nothing more.
More, just close your eyes and clenched your fists, ready to meet your fate.
When the hatch was closed, the liquid surrounding Hogg quickly filled the entire biological cabin. There might be some weird ingredients in it that made the Jackal enter a very relaxing deep sleep within a few seconds. Murphy also touched the light with his fingers.
screen to start the authentication process.
Fortunately, all the mechanical gadgets left behind by the Creator are fully automatic, otherwise Murphy, whose brain is "polluted" by psychic energy, would really not be able to handle such high-end operations.
But this is also normal.
The more advanced something is, the more it will eliminate manual operations to prevent clumsy operations by humans or vampires from affecting operating efficiency. Data encapsulation and technological black boxes are indeed a good civilization.
A slowly advancing progress bar appeared on the light screen of the authentication device, which meant that Hogg had developed some magical connection with the civilization slate.
"Oops, I forgot to tell it just now."
Murphy patted his forehead and said to Tris, who was also curious:
"The Jackal's Civilization Tablet has a 'creation evolution' function, which can give the spokesperson a genetic enhancement regardless of his life level. Back then, the Bone-Gnawing King strengthened his power to become the strongest of the Jackal clan.
I wonder what Hogg will choose?
Judging from the fact that it has been very dissatisfied with its body before, there is a high probability that this guy will choose to turn himself into a standard jackal warrior, right?
To put it bluntly, its skinny body really doesn’t stand out at all in front of its powerful compatriots.”
"But I don't actually care about Hogg's choice right now."
Tris glanced at the Palano Knight who was clumsily trying to "interact" with an automatic answering device at the other end of the laboratory. She used onomatopoeia and said to Murphy:
"We also have a civilization slate in our hands. Although it is only one-seventh of the fragments of the vampire civilization slate, if this instrument can make Hogg the spokesperson of civilization, does that mean that if we operate in the same way, it can also make you a vampire?
Where are the civilized representatives?”
"No way."
Murphy shook his head and said:
"When I came into contact with the desire fragment before, I knew that that thing did not have complete authority to give me the identity of the spokesperson. We may need to collect the seven fragments and recast it. And really speaking of the vampire's spokesperson, who will get me?
ah?
Aren’t you, Lord Paying, more qualified?”
"On the contrary, I think you are more suitable."
Tris put her hand on Murphy's wrist and said quietly:
"I was fooled by you before, saying that the shadow of the subspace gave you strange powers, but when the Bone-Gripping King talked to you before, although he didn't say it clearly, he already revealed a lot of information. That arrogant jackal didn't look down on you at all.
Of all the things in this era, it arrogantly calls me a 'female slave', but do you know what is the scariest thing?
I actually don't have much disgust or disgust with this title, because I know that Philip comes from an "era of gods" that I can't imagine, but he is so proud that he must show his humility as much as possible when facing you.
There is no doubt that you are the person chosen by the Creator, you are His messenger, and your status is so noble that even an orthodox son of creation like the King of Bone Grinders calls you 'Sir'! I simply dare not follow this topic.
Think downward.
I'm afraid that when I figure out the answer, it means you are leaving me.
Murphy, tell me."
She approached Murphy and whispered in his ear:
"Who are you? Are you from the golden age like the Bone-Gripping King? Are you an ancient ghost wandering in an era that does not belong to you? Where is the real Murphy? What did you do to him?"
"Don't think too much, I am Murphy."
The vampire lord had no disturbance in his heart. He looked down at Tris's questioning eyes. He even let go of his heart to listen to Tris with the power of desire. He put Tris's hand on his heart and spoke warmly.
explain:
"I am your Murphy, the Murphy of Transia, the Murphy of the Blood Eagle Clan, I am who I am! Don't think too much, the mission given to me by the Creator cannot change my identity and my heart that is beating for you.
Heart.
Unlike that idiot Philip, I know that I have nothing to be proud of."
Tris looked at the sincere eyes in front of her. She wanted to refute, but in the end she remained silent. She wanted to listen, but in the end she did not execute it.
Rather than the answer itself, Tris regretted asking the question just now.
She regretted it the moment she blurted it out. She realized that she didn't really want to find out the truth. No matter who Murphy was, he was now bound to herself, the clan and the entire Transia.
Deep.
"Ding"
A soft sound interrupted the riddle between the two.
Murphy looked back and saw that the certification process had ended, which was incredibly fast.
The biological cabin opened quietly, and Hogg was lying in the transparent liquid as if sleeping, with all the hair on his body wet and clinging to his body, making him look even more ugly and thin.
But what surprised Murphy was that Hogg's body shape had not changed, and he still looked like he was disabled without dignity. This made him curious about what Hogg chose when he was strengthened by the spokesperson.
"Hey, wake up."
Murphy reached out and patted Hogg's cheek, waking him up from sleep. Hogg was still a little dazed when he opened his eyes. He took a few big breaths as if he had forgotten to breathe, and then he started beating violently.
His heart slowed down.
It panted violently, shook its head and looked around to let its consciousness return to its mind.
After a few seconds of silence, it sat up from the biological cabin, looked at Murphy, raised its hands and gestured, and said:
"I, I saw the whole process of the birth of the first Jackal. I saw it! Those people of the Golden Age. They were here! They created my ancestors right here! Just like me! Lord Murphy, the first one
Jackals are as skinny as me!
I'm not an alien, I'm normal!
Those tall idiots are the outliers.
I!
I, Hogg, am the most orthodox jackal!"
"Don't get excited yet. I know you have seen something from the past."
Murphy comforted Hogg and asked:
"You just accepted the reinforcement from the spokesperson. You must have chosen one when the evolution process was activated. What did you choose?"
"wisdom!"
Hogg touched his head and said:
"I could choose strength, wisdom, energy adaptation and reproduction enhancement. I chose wisdom without hesitation. This is my advantage that distinguishes me from other jackals. I must give full play to my advantage.
Ah, I'm starting to understand the complex political ideas Professor Malcolm was telling me.
There are also those psychic principles and voodoo techniques, which are great!
That's it!
My mind is cheering, announcing to me that ignorance has been eliminated and a new me has come to life.
marvelous!
I gradually started to understand everything!
I heard the echoes, the stars whispered to me, the Warp called, the Lord of the Hunt wanted me to be His priest, He promised me dominion over the world, He said"
"Don't listen! You idiot!"
Tris, who has quick eyes and quick hands, slapped Hogg on the forehead. The psychic energy in the Grand Duke's hand gathered into a ball of ice and covered Hogg's face. The stimulating coldness made Hogg jump up and fall down in embarrassment.
on the ground.
Murphy pulled it up and slapped it twice.
This is no ordinary slap.
The activated Omega anti-virus program covered Murphy's fingers, and the beating white light made Hogg scream and cover his face.
Although it hurts, the effect is excellent.
The dazed Hogg suddenly woke up from the call of subspace.
It itself was frightened for a while, knowing that if it had responded to that sudden call just now, it would be possible for it to degenerate from being a spokesman for civilization to being the son of an evil god on the spot.
I am still in the land of creation, and it is hard to imagine what kind of sad results I will encounter if I "transform" here.
"Obviously, the unborn evil god has noticed you, Mr. Hogg."
Knight Paliano stepped forward, half-knelt on the ground and put his hand on Hogg's shoulder. He said in a deep voice:
"He already knows that the second spokesperson of the Jackal civilization is born. He knows that you are a threat, and He will not let you go so easily."
"After that, there will be a steady stream of crazy jackal assassins who will try to take your life in the name of the Lord of the Hunt."
Murphy also warned in a low voice:
"After that, you have to live in vigilance every day until the mission you have been given is completed. I know it is tiring and difficult, Hogg, but you must be prepared."
"It doesn't have to be like this, everyone, I already have enough wisdom to understand the situation I am currently facing."
Hogg shook his head and said:
"I can't wait any longer. I must immediately go to the Dark Mountains to find the flesh-tearing Pestilence clan. I must use that clan as a fulcrum to establish my reputation in the Dark Mountains.
The Pestilence Clan is the best at using magic among all the Gnoll clans, and they have always been outside the mainstream of many Gnoll clans. They are not taken seriously, and their use of undead magic makes them not blessed by the Lord of the Hunt.
I have to master them!"
"I have good news for you about this."
Murphy said:
"My new friend, Ms. Nefertari, the moon priest from the Land of Origin, has made Tear Flesh into her undead servant. I will take you to the Dark Valley, where you can see Tear Flesh.
It and the Cripple Claw Phylactery in your hand can be your best chance to break into the Pestilence Clan.
In addition, you have to select a group of 'God-killing Warriors', and I will open up the information of all the warriors to you."
"Before that, I have to finish another thing."
Hogg put the robe on his body, looked at Murphy, stretched out his hands, and said:
"Lord Murphy, please use Lord Paying's spell to turn me into your eternal servant.
Don’t worry about my complaints, this is of my own free will. We must complete this ritual so that you and I can gain support from the entire vampire civilization. Only in this way can the civilized camp believe that I, the ‘Wise Wolf’, is controllable!
We must dispel their doubts, otherwise we simply cannot do this on our own."
This suggestion silenced the three vampires. After a few seconds, Tris sighed:
"Wisdom has indeed blessed you again, Hogg. Your performance really impressed me."
"I'm still thinking about how to convince you to accept this harsh curse."
Palano opened his luggage and took out the scarlet curse that Lord Paying asked him to bring here.
That thing is two drop-shaped blood stones. They look like cheap works of art, but in fact the complex spectrum formed by this thing when light is refracted represents its extraordinaryness. However, such consumables must be
Made into such a standard and perfect drop shape, I think Lord Paying's hopeless artist's breath played a decisive role in it.
Rose Knight handed it to Hogg and Murphy and said:
"This is the 'Spell of Immortality' made by the Lord to imitate the power of the blood contract. I must remind you that once you use it, you will become Murphy's servant for the rest of your life.
The blood contract can also be removed with source blood, but this curse cannot be broken except by death!"
"Well, wouldn't that be better? It's just what I need. If there's no lock in the first place, I won't have to worry about finding the key later."
Hogg gave a subtle smile.
It crushed it without hesitation, letting the fragments pierce into its own flesh and blood. Murphy looked at Hogg's determination, and he finally confirmed that the reborn jackal in front of him could definitely do great things.
So Murphy also crushed the blood stone with joy, and let the curse of immortality be cast on the two of them.
Just like the formation of a blood contract, it bound him to Hogg's existence.
"Then, I can finally call you my master without any psychological burden. This will be the most glorious moment in my life."
Hogg got up and bowed to Murphy. At the moment he got up, he said in a voice that only he and Murphy could hear:
"Hail to you, Messenger of the Creator. Salute to you, Lord Alpha."
