Chapter 600 599 It’s only been three days and you can’t do it anymore? You need to stand up
Chapter 600 599. It’s only been three days and you’re still not good? You have to brace yourself.
Murphy once thought that death was a very serious and sad thing, but after hearing Nefertari chatter about the benefits and benefits of becoming an ancient king to Count Sycomael and Countess, the vampire lord suddenly realized
, on this continent, death may be just a stage of life.
After all, just listen to the list of events for gatherings of the dead listed by the mummy priest who has lost his mind.
Not only is there a food tasting session in the Hades plane, but there is also a three-headed dog chariot rally organized by the Tomb Kings who like racing on the Road of the Dead. The most outrageous thing is that Nefertari has sworn that there will be one every year.
Beauty Pageant of the Dead”.
It is said that around the Cold Moon Festival every year, each king of Hades will select a few of the most beautiful zombie brides in his own jurisdiction and send them to the road of the dead. All the kings will select the most beautiful zombie bride together and
Award the opponent the honorary title of "Flower of Hades".
The reason why Nefertari is so keen on this is because her grandmother once won such an honor.
Good guy!
Co-writing is still a “family legacy” in your family, right?
Your grandmother is a beautiful zombie bride, and you are a mummy priest, right? It seems that if you hadn't been so flat, would you have chosen to follow the career path that your grandmother took?
"I always feel weird"
Half an hour later, Murphy, who left Xico City with a strange expression of looking at post-disaster reconstruction, turned to the dumb-faced Tris next to him and said:
"What is the inheritance of death in the Songhai Empire? It sounds very high-end, but if you look closely, you will find that those guys have almost subverted my concept of the world of death. Is this normal?"
Tris had a dull face and didn't answer.
The Scarlet Witch is angry.
Because just now Nefertari and her new friend, Countess Sicomale, commented on Tris’s figure in a very “professional” manner.
Anyway, the mummy priest swore that if Tris was a zombie bride, she would definitely not be able to get the title of "Miss Hades", because although Tris had a good figure, her too-too-double figure did not conform to the traditional aesthetics of the Songhai people.
No woman can remain calm under such a vicious attack, not even a vampire like Tris.
Nefertari did not leave with Tris and Murphy. She had to stay in Xiko City to stabilize the mood of the count and the lady and not be affected. Her dog also had to stay to deter the undead wandering throughout the city.
And destroy the angry spirit rituals hidden throughout the city.
But this is not the torture of exile or imprisonment for Nefertari.
On the contrary, it was more comfortable for her to stay in Xiko City. She had almost been depressed by the mummy girl after staying in Scarlet Castle for a few days.
In her words, she has never seen so many living people gathering together and making noisy noises since she was a child. It was like tens of thousands of ducks quacking, as if happiness belonged to other people and the feelings of each other.
Nor are they consistent.
Nefertari is an undead soul after all, so she would feel uncomfortable staying with the living.
Although the guy with a brain disorder patted his chest and assured Murphy that as long as she was here, Xico City would not interfere with the Black Disaster war, Murphy still had some doubts about whether this guy could complete the mission.
It wasn't until he and Tris teleported back to the Blood Vulture Corridor that Tris recovered from her sulking attitude. She poured herself a glass of wine in Murphy's office, and then slowly answered what Murphy had said before.
That question about the world of the dead.
She said in a long voice:
"You and she are both right, because the appearance of the world of death is not static. From your previous contact with Nefertari, you have probably discovered that the Songhai people have no power system, living conditions, or even life.
The ideas are incompatible with the mainland.
This distinction comes from the Creator's preference for them.
At least that's what the Songhay people themselves claim.
In a broad sense, the world of death should be indifferent, cruel and twisted, but the Songhai people have long worshiped the moon of death, so they do not regard death as a terror and disaster, and can even regard death calmly as the cornerstone of life.
The only way to go.
In the culture of Songhai, they believe that they should worship the benevolent sun while they are alive. Life is like a walk under the sun that must have an end.
The world after death must sing the praises of the moonlight of equality. The moment they set foot on the path of the dead, they will start a second period of life in the underworld to reunite with their family and ancestors until they enter reincarnation.
It is precisely because of this unique culture that the Songhai people's construction of the world of death is filled with a romanticism that I cannot understand. I have seen many poems describing the world of Hades in their eternal library.
I guess the underworld of the Songhai people is as lively and full of fun as the real world.
but!
Only they have all this!
It does not exist in other parts of the continent, and the will of Hades is not kind to the dead in other parts of the continent. Don't pursue death, Murphy!
We do not have the privileges of the Songhai people, and death means the end for us."
"But Nefertari said that once Xiko City becomes the second Holy Land of Death, the Death Moon Sect will take over there, which means that Xiko City will also become part of the Songhai people's concept of life and death."
Murphy tasted the wine with a drop of blood added and said:
"If that day really comes, then the Transians will also be given the same posthumous privileges as the Songhai people because of the existence of the Holy City of Siko, and our people will also be qualified to step into the land of death full of scenes of the afterlife.
In reincarnation.
Just like the benefits Nefertari always talks about, I guess this will become the second wonderful culture that Transians are proud of.
Ha, from this point of view, I should probably thank Dusk for his mischief on this land.
Maybe I should inform Miriam to create a management system for this kind of 'welfare' in advance.
For example, only those who have lived in Transia for many years, how much they have contributed to this land, and how many good deeds they have done are eligible to embark on the Path of the Dead under the management of the Moon of Death Sect after death.
And those bastards who disobey local laws, act recklessly, and like to do bad things will have their left legs bitten off by three-headed dogs after death, and they will crawl, scream, repent, and try to approach the door of the dead.
But that wonderful world will never be open to them.
Well, I'm a genius!"
"You are simply a devil!"
Cui complained without mercy:
"You originally could only make your subjects obey your orders while they were alive, but now they can't get rid of your influence even after death. I think you should be the first to be sent to the Anti-Humanity Tribunal.
But you think so!
The people of the Death Moon Sect are not easy to deal with. Nefertari, who is mentally ill, is just a special case. If you have ever met Priest Bayek, you will know that it is really difficult to realize your idea.
Those old guys are simply the embodiment of the rules of the cold moon and the blazing sun, dogmatists to the extreme, true fundamentalist lunatics.
It is estimated that only a dull guy like Lord Paying can maintain a reasonably good relationship with them."
"Of course not as a vampire."
Murphy snorted, drank the wine in one gulp, then stood up and said:
"But don't forget, Assistant Tris, we have another identity! Didn't Nefertari promise it? We, official personnel in the 'Creator System', will definitely be regarded as ours if we go to their place.
Guests seated.
how?
I, the curator of the Marsh Exhibition Hall, can’t ask my people to enjoy the benefits after death?
Of course I can give them Xiko City, that place is no longer suitable for human survival, but it’s a bit unreasonable that they don’t mean to take my holy city, right?”
"That's true."
Tris couldn't think of a reason to refute it, but she had a headache when she thought that Murphy might have to visit the place of origin in the future.
The Scarlet Witch sighed and said:
"I definitely can't accompany you to the Land of Origin. I guess my wanted order is still on the eternal bounty list of the Death Moon Sect. If I dare to step into that yellow sand, I will definitely be caught and made into a vampire mummy.
Maybe the perverted dead would really be sent to participate in that damn beauty pageant in Hades.
ah.
I have a headache."
"It doesn't matter. My dear can just stay in Transia and help me take charge of the overall situation."
Murphy stepped forward and stretched out his fingers to tease Tris's delicate chin, and lifted up the beautiful face of the Blood Vulture Archduke. He blinked and wanted to kiss this face that he would never get tired of, even Tris herself.
Be prepared.
But the next second, the core orb placed on the table began to beat violently.
Murphy looked back in surprise, picked up the orb and saw an astonishing report.
"Something happened over there in the Blood Flag Highlands!"
The vampire governor turned back to Tris and said:
"The third battle group of Happy Sticks was surrounded by the Dirty Claw Clan of Gnolls. They have already summoned Dorothy and Maxim, and are now summoning Bella and Bernice. According to Adele's report, Happy Sticks
The next target of the summons is likely to be Kudel.
But if it is difficult for them to survive until the third day, they will probably make a desperate call to you directly. They are currently saving support points.
Adele asked me to inform you to prepare for battle."
"ah?"
Tris was also confused.
She knew about Murphy's death match there, and Murphy had her permission to include her in the summoning list. Anyway, Lady Tris didn't think that the players could collect much from that small highland.
Support scores.
At least in Murphy's design, there is not much possibility for the three war groups to accumulate enough points to summon the golden warrior.
But now it seems that in the two days since Murphy left the front line, there seemed to be some strange "ripples" there.
"No, how big is that high ground? It's not on the only way for the Jackals to go to the Black Flame Pass. It's just an optional attack direction. As long as the Jackal commander is in his right mind, he won't be able to fight under the high ground.
!”
Tris stood up and said with a strange expression:
"Why does it seem like those jackals are on top now? Is it really okay to leave our elite in a place with no strategic significance?"
"Uh, about that."
Murphy put on his windbreaker again and prepared to go to the front line with Tris. He said:
"Before Hogg went to the Brass Fortress, he seemed to have sent someone to infiltrate the Gnolls. I estimate that the Gnoll spies of the Blood Claw Clan may have done some subtle work in this situation.
Gee, I can understand why Hogg’s title of ‘Pangolin’ in the intelligence system is also succeeded by a jackal.
Our wise wolf is really awesome."
"Are you going back to the front line now?"
Cuisi also put on a women's windbreaker. Ever since she wore the silver-gray work clothes in the exhibition hall, Cuisi fell in love with this kind of "modern style" clothing that is simple and elegant and can highlight the charm of women.
She is a big customer of Mrs. Shui's tailor shop. Basically, Cuisi will buy one of each new product that Mrs. Shui launches every half month. Fortunately, Cuisi has her own small treasury, otherwise she would be the only one who buys clothes.
The speed will probably bankrupt Murphy's wallet.
Tris asked:
"The airship that the Hoffman family rented for us to transport gold-burning products will probably arrive tomorrow. Aren't you going to stay here to receive it?"
"Miriam can handle such a small thing."
Murphy waved his hands and said:
"I heard that the halflings' engineering airships are super powerful. Unfortunately, we can only wait until things stabilize on the front line before we can open our eyes. Come on, go to the front line now to see the situation and let you move around. You have been in the laboratory recently.
I don’t even go out for a walk anymore.
Look at you, you’ve gained a lot of weight.”
"Nonsense! I weigh myself every day, but I'm not fat at all!"
——
"Zhuo! The western front has collapsed again? What's going on? There are obviously not many jackals over there!"
On the battlefield near dawn in the Blood Flag Highlands, Happy Stick, covered in blood, received a bad news before finishing a piece of beef jerky.
While cursing rudely, he got up and walked to the guard tower where he was, looking to the west of the high ground.
That’s right!
In the past two days of attack and defense, Happy Stick has used the fossil-to-mud spell mastered by the newbies to build a defensive parapet and two sentry towers for Blood Flag Highland. This is the way he has set up to fight, and this is also his way of fighting.
The main reason why it has been able to survive the death tactics of the Dirty Claw Clan from all sides.
According to the drawings given by Samoyed, the "War Engineer" of the Stonemasons Brotherhood, the Blood Flag Highlands should be shaped into a bastion to maximize the player's firepower advantage. However, there is not enough time, manpower, and the Jackals are very disrespectful.
The battle of the third battle group went smoothly in the first two days, but a terrible situation occurred tonight.
Perhaps after too many failures, the Jackals lost their patience and finally decided to launch a general attack. In short, this attack not only came from the front of the position, but also from the other three directions. There were terrifying scenes of Jackals constantly attacking under the night.
The players of the third chapter are going crazy!
No matter which direction they looked at this time, they could see the green eyes of the gnolls in the night. The number definitely exceeded 1,500, and less than half of the guys who came were elites, and there were priests behind the scenes to add magic to these guys.
state.
If Happy Stick hadn't exchanged for General Maxim yesterday, the vampire hero holding the Skull Crusher Warhammer would have been allowed to guard the front of the highland, and Ms. Dorothy and her Blood Rat Assassins, who were summoned on the first day, would have been allowed to guard the south.
, players only need to defend the west and east sides, otherwise they will be surrounded by enemies on all sides, ambushed on all sides, and suffer heavy casualties, which is enough to destroy the player's morale.
But on the other hand, it's not a bad thing if there are more enemies. Not only can you get points by killing one, but as long as the gnolls charge more than 50 people, Happy Stick can receive a reward of +100 support points. The most important thing is,
The gnolls killed by Maxim and Dorothy will also count points for the third war group.
From nightfall to now, this battle has been fought for a full six hours, and the support points that the third battle group has spent have increased to 3000+.
Yet the attrition and losses are terrible.
Happy Stick's third battle group originally had 640 people including Mengxin. Now, six hours later, there are only 200 people left. Although everyone, including Mengxin, had been tricked by at least three people before they died.
be made a scapegoat!
But if the change continues like this, Brother Bang will not be able to hold on for five days. He will be lucky if he can see the dawn of tomorrow.
However, this is not to blame for his incompetence in command, nor is there a problem with his tactics. It is simply because the Jackals do not respect martial ethics! Facing such a small highland that is not a strategic location, why did the stupid Dirty Claw clan send out
Are the real elite coming to attack?
What hatred, what hatred!
Isn't it just that more than two thousand jackal heads were lost on the high ground? Is it worth fighting to the death like this?
"Blank it!"
Happy Stick watched the trench on the west side of the highland being breached. He anxiously grabbed the Jackal War Hammer he had captured in the Swamp Battle and flew down. He also spent 600 points to summon a wave of hussars to charge.
While waiting for the winged cavalry to gather, Brother Bang flew into the position and knocked down a snarling jackal with a hammer. With his super hardness as a professional defender, he activated the blood thirst and killed like crazy.
While he was killing, he cursed:
"Are the stupid jackals crazy? Why don't you go directly to attack the position at Black Flame Pass when you have so many troops? Just fight with me, a poor old stick, right?
Blanch!
You underestimate me, right? I'll kill you bastards!
All vampires, obey my orders!
If you are thirsty for blood, rush to me!
Night is our home field, kill these bitches!"
The roar of the Happy Stick in the dark night made all the vampire players on the chaotic Western Front jump to their feet.
They were also holding fire in their hearts.
There are only twenty days in the death match. Brother Miao Miao's first group defended for three days, and Master Qin's second group defended for three and a half days. Now if the third group can't defend for five days, it means they are far away from competing for the championship.
The possibility is one step further away.
After all, the first and second regiments both have support points in their hands and everyone knows how to play, which means that it is basically impossible for them to leave the possibility of a comeback for the third regiment during the second rotation.
This wave is really not about their lack of strength, it is purely a matter of luck!
Players who are holding fire in their hearts are terrifying. The vampires are thirsty for blood and no longer hold back. They follow the happy sticks and rush all the way, almost tearing apart the jackal line. Other players also rush over to support, and finally hold on to the hussars.
The charge comes.
Although there were only 50 cavalry charging, the front and back coordination of this wave was still extremely sharp, causing the Jackal's offensive to collapse in the dark, and then trampled on them many times to completely bury this night attack army.
However, only six of the more than 40 vampire players who followed the Happy Stick charge survived, causing another heavy blow to the already endangered number of people.
When dawn came, even Maxim, who had been massacred all night, could no longer hold on. Dorothy's blood rat assassins had suffered heavy casualties and had voluntarily evacuated the battlefield. In the sentry tower, their eyes were filled with bloodshot joy.
Bang looked at the support score of 4007 on the interface, and then glanced at the miserably resting players beside him.
This is the first time he has seen such a dull and irritable situation among the players, which shows that the tragic battle has affected the morale of the players.
Alas, the resistance of players who are not professionals to setbacks is limited after all. Even the immortality feature cannot change the current precarious situation. The most important thing is that it is only the third fucking day!
With less than 100 men left in his third regiment, how should he defend it for the next two days?
Happy Stick knew it couldn't go on like this.
He must make a choice now. He must bet on the deterrent power of the Golden Ones in this kind of conflict. He must bet on the lethality of the Golden Ones to frighten the Dirty Claw clan who is eyeing the front. Otherwise, if the latter does this again,
A large-scale night attack would definitely destroy your team.
So he decisively changed his steady and steady strategy and spent all his points!
Sacrifice 4000 points!
Summon the Archduke of the Blood Vulture and the gold-level psychic master Lady Tris to enter the battlefield!
Don't ask me how I will live after spending all my points!
If I can't defeat you jackals today, I'll have to deal with it later! I'll drag you bitches on my back even if I die!
