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Chapter 705 A great chief died at the beginning of 704? Zhuo,

Chapter 705 704. A great chief died at the beginning? Zhuo, is the purity of this black disaster too high?

Mannis' character is not a Riddler.

But to be able to allow the Infinite One to cross the boundary between the astral world and the material world, he still needs to utter such confusing urgings and warnings, which shows that the matter is really big.

Yet Murphy could read a different meaning into his rebellious collaborator's words. He looked at Mannis and said:

"Isn't this what you want to tell me? Did some great being ask you to bring me a message?"

"Hey, would a mighty Time Snake like me be willing to be the messenger of some damn, powerful, irresistible bastard astral dragon? Although we have a good relationship, if you talk nonsense, be careful and I will tell you.

Slander!"

The Endless One wagged its tail in displeasure, ascended into the sky and prepared to leave the material world that had begun to suppress it. Murphy, who was holding the head of the Jackal Chief, raised his hand and waved goodbye to it.

He complained:

"Please don't play too much with foreigners. You are so disrespectful when talking nonsense. I know what I should do. I will leave as soon as the black disaster situation subsides.

In fact, I feel like I can move forward with both of those things at the same time."

"Hmph, whatever you want to do, anyway, even if something really bad happens, I, protected by time, will always be able to survive until the end, but the same cannot be said for the lives you care about."

Mannis sarcastically said:

"Spend less effort on Tris and focus more on business! Oh, by the way, you have developed the power I gave you pretty well, especially after Tris gave you the ancestral power of the Eternal One, you and the Time

The strength of the match is getting higher and higher.

I originally thought you had to understand these mysteries on your own, but you are a master of soft food, and now you can withstand more power.

Therefore, Lord Endless One will give you some rewards in order to help you perform your work better.

Get it!"

"boom"

A bolt of earth-yellow time lightning fell from the sky, hitting the unsuspecting Murphy's Heavenly Spirit Cap.

When the vampire was dizzy from the electricity, the Endless One let out a mocking cry of ghostly cries, shrank its body and swooped into the closing rift in the astral realm above the sky.

That thing is being squeezed by the power of the astral world and the material world at the same time, and is shrinking rapidly. This may be some kind of "defense mechanism", but it will take a long time for it to fully heal.

"I will keep an eye on the female dwarf for you, and I will contact you if necessary, but I don't think she has such a strong taste that she would go into heat with a dwarf, right? Especially since Tris is already very willing to fulfill all your obscene fantasies.

Hey hey hey.”

The Endless One's last message echoed in the ears of Murphy, who was starry-eyed. Murphy, whose whole body was paralyzed by electromagnetic shock, could only tremble and curse a dirty bastard.

The lightning from the astral demigod is not easy to bear. With his current paralysis that prevents him from moving, as long as there is a jackal around who dares to touch him, he can hack Murphy to death here.

But they have no chance.

Those elite voodoo troops who were made old by Mannis are being killed as pigs by the players who followed Murphy. The powerful drops on them also strengthen the players' feelings after this epic battle CG is over.

The ending craze.

Although this guy Mannis is too bad to describe, he was quite generous this time. Perhaps it was because Murphy let him obtain a golden extraordinary law, and what he left to Murphy felt worthy of this trip."

Ticket prices for "Half-Day Tour of the Material World".

[The special ancestral power·Time Chosen has been acquired through the fusion and promotion of Mannis’ power feature ‘Endless One’!

This ancestral power allows the holder to use limited time power to fight, expressed in the form of super-celestial acceleration, super-astral slowness, group time exile and self-time regression.

The specific manifestations are:

The effective time of celestial acceleration and astral slowness is extended to 60 seconds/8 hours, and can be released multiple times in stages.

The time-exile effect has been enhanced to a group. Now the user can apply the time-exile effect to up to 10 objects at a time, and the duration limit is cancelled. The effect will be maintained until the user's energy is exhausted.

New skill·Time Rewind (Self): When encountering fatal damage, time rewind is activated to return the user to his prime state. When other means of avoiding death are available, this effect will always be consumed first.

The cooldown time of this skill is 10 days.

hint!

The Endless One saw your death. Lord Mannis was very worried about whether Baby Murphy, who was provoking enemies everywhere, could survive safely until he could do big things, so he gave you the means to resist death.

It really makes you cry to death.

Why don’t you quickly say thank you to the Endless One?】

"Thank you, Big Brother the Endless One."

Murphy thanked him decisively in his heart.

To be honest, the last sudden assassination also scared him, but now that the Endless One has so powerfully given life-saving skills, and with the love of Ms. Spider, others have to kill Murphy three times if they want to kill him.

With Villanse and Tris paying attention to him all the time, it would be too difficult to kill Murphy three times in a short period of time under the protection of two golden men.

"So good~"

When Murphy said his thanks, Mannis's sneaky voice sounded in his ears again, with a sense of pride.

This made the vampire lord curl his lips. He actually knew very well why Mannis was so interested in him.

From the troubles this guy caused in the Star Realm, it can be seen that the Endless is actually a character similar to "chaotic evil", but he only cares about Murphy. He obviously intends to keep some of the administrator Alpha when he is still weak.

"Incense love".

This is the same as the gods paying close attention to Murphy. Anyone who knows the secret of the Creator is sure that Murphy will do great things in the future. Even if he cannot become a friend, he cannot become an enemy.

But if you know, you know, if someone helps, Murphy has to appreciate it.

After all, he is not one of those Long Aotian protagonists who have endless resources to squander since he was born.

He had to find the power left by that unreliable guy of the Creator himself, and he didn’t know what went wrong. As a result, some of the things left to Alpha were taken away by Dusk first. This is equivalent to Murphy’s conflict with

Fighting "on my own".

He shook his head to get these thoughts out of his mind.

He stood up and sealed Potana's dead head in a box, then returned to Potana's body and looted this guy's "drops" in his hands.

Unfortunately, the "Corrosive Wound", the spider relic fist blade taken from the shadow elves in the legend of the Splitclaw clan, is not here, but that's okay.

Chief Splitclaw is dead, her army was torn apart by the astral realm and ruined. The victory that the Black Scourge army wanted to win at Blackfire Pass has become a tragic loss for both sides.

The first stage of the Tide of Darkness ended with such an explosive ending, and this was only the result of the fifth black disaster one month after it began.

Now the faces of those stupid guys who claim that the Fifth Black Disaster is just an echo of the Fourth Black Disaster are going to be slapped in the face. Even in the war led by the Bone-gnawing King himself, there was no major disaster.

The explosive incident in which the chief died in the first war.

This black disaster will undoubtedly rewrite the situation on the mainland. No one can doubt this.

"Take everything you can from here!"

Murphy picked up Portana's staff, which was made from the bones of a thunder lizard. When it was picked up, there were thunder and lightning wrapped around it, and it looked like it had a good light and shadow effect.

He turned around and shouted to the players behind him:

"We have to go, we have to go back to Shadow Valley and pass the news of Chief Splitclaw's death to those warriors. I hope this death can comfort the disaster in Black Flame Pass and the war is just over, my warriors.

It’s not time to relax yet.”

——

"Don't get up! Stay here quietly!"

Under the ruins of the Splitclaw Clan's base camp that had been washed away and covered with destruction by the filthy energy caused by the astral tear, in a cavity at the edge of a tunnel dug by the Skaven, Manson, the Golden Priest of the Bloodscar Clan, scolded

Watching the restless jackals around.

Just like Portana sensed the start of the Astral Rip in advance and turned to escape, Manson also sensed the approaching danger, but he did not escape. Instead, he hid underground with a group of jackals at the most critical moment.

This was a life-saving matter, and there was not much time for Manson to recruit more elites. Therefore, the number of Jackals who hid in the crisis was not large, not even ten thousand.

Compared to the hundreds of thousands of jackal vanguards and the larger number of kobolds in the entire base camp, this is already a blessing from fate after the group was wiped out.

Nowadays, the ground is covered with deadly dirty psychic energy, just like an enhanced version of the Cadman City disaster. Even if the gnolls in it escape the impact of the first wave of astral tearing, they will be destroyed by the mental shock.

Falling into a miserable situation, even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will be ruined.

The elite army of the Splitclaw clan was wiped out in one wave. This result was something Manson could never have imagined.

But it cannot show the same fear and panic as other gnolls now. As the chief priest of hunting, it must protect its own group with faith at this time.

In fact, they can avoid being shocked by the heavy astral pollution by hiding underground, because the divine power of the Lord of the Hunt is controlled by Manson to protect this place.

But they can't stay here forever. After all, the Lord of the Hunt has not yet awakened.

"Hugesen, what do you think of all this?"

Manson thought thoughtfully for a while, then turned to look at the silent big jackal warlord next to him. The latter was wearing clan armor and could not see his expression, but looking at him holding the filthy wolf blood holy sword, he looked as silent as stone.

Come to think of it, his heart is definitely not at peace.

Faced with Manson's inquiry, Hugersen did not answer.

It silently raised its paw and made a gesture, telling Manson to be quiet.

It just wants to be quiet now and doesn't want any communication.

The blood-scar priest shook his head, and he cast a spell to bring his mind into contact with Xu Gesen's. It used this spiritual whisper to say to this big mute who was unusually silent:

"I saw Portana escaping, but I don't think your adoptive mother could escape. Not to mention the destructive power of the astral tear, those Transians sacrificed the entire Black Flame Pass to replace

Despite this counterattack, they would never allow Portana to return to the Dark Mountains alive.

I know that you respect your adoptive mother and regard her as your real mother, but we cannot deny that Potana is not actually an excellent chief.

She is too scheming.

He always wants to benefit as much as possible for his clan in the war, but he is not very willing to pay.

This is probably the main reason why she is so unpopular among the chiefs."

"Shua"

The wolf-blood holy sword was raised, and the blade with the deadly ice blade was pressed against Manson's neck. Xu Gesen stared at him, his eyes under the helmet full of indifferent gaze.

"Oh, every child doesn't want to hear others slander its beloved mother, but you know, everything I say is true."

Manson smiled and ignored the wolf-blood holy sword against his neck.

it says:

"Whether you want to think about these things or not, after your adoptive mother dies, the Splitclaw clan is already yours. Potana's three children are not qualified to inherit the Splitclaw clan. She made a promise to the Lord of the Hunt during her lifetime.

If you keep your promise, only you can become the next Chief of Splitclaw.

You have suffered heavy losses.

The destruction of hundreds of thousands of elites was enough for the Splitclaw clan to slip to the second level in the power system of the Dark Mountains, but after all, you have a deep foundation and there are still gnolls waiting to be recruited in your territory.

Listen to me, kid, the Bloodscar clan likes you very much!

We will support your revenge without reservation. You see, you and the Transians are already fighting to the death, right?

This is the tradition of our jackals. You must personally remove the head of the vampire named Murphy. Only in this way can you comfort your poor mother."

Hugersen didn't say a word, and it seemed to be as silent on the spiritual level as on the physical level.

It just stared at Manson, but the lack of slashing with the holy sword proved that Hugersen wanted to continue listening, which made Manson even more satisfied. The old jackal took out the hunting holy emblem he carried with him and handed it to Hugersson.

it says:

"You need strength! Kid.

Botana uses voodoo to continuously strengthen you, but the raw power is not enough to give you real power.

The Lord of the Hunt currently lacks a chosen one.

As I said, the Bloodscar clan likes you very much. Compared to your brother Gehrman Bonegnat, you were raised by Botana since you were a child and are obviously more suitable to be the representative of the Lord of the Hunt in the material world.

You have the gift of holding on to strength!

The most important thing is that you do not lack wisdom.

I promise you that as you follow this path to Transia, the Splitclaws will not walk alone!

Facts have proved that the judgment of the chiefs was wrong. The real hard nut of this black disaster is not in the Brass Fortress. On the contrary, the truly tragic battlefield is destined to be in Transia, which was once weak but has now been reborn.

Therefore, the Bloodscar Clan's army will also retreat from the Brass Fortress and come here to support you.

The best thing is that as long as you become the God of the Hunting Lord, you will have the nominal power to mobilize the blood scar army. After seeing the madness of the Transians with my own eyes, I can no longer confirm it to you with confidence.

Everything will go well.

But think about it on the other hand, the birth of the Lord of the Hunt requires slaughter, blood and death. If we can't do all this with the enemy's blood, then we can only pay with our own blood."

Manson stared at Hugersen in front of him and said:

"This black disaster has never been the Jackal's own business, child. I don't know if Botana has told you the stakes involved, but the fact is that we must have our own gods! Otherwise, in the chaotic era that has come,

Here, we can only become the firewood that lights up the world.

dusk

What they represent is a distorted future.

All races across the continent must struggle to survive before that future comes, and we are just one of them.

Fortunately, we saw the scene when the world burned earlier than those idiots who were kept in the dark, and we still had time to save ourselves.

This has nothing to do with justice or evil, this has nothing to do with conquest or compromise.

Just like the common reason when the previous four black disasters were launched, children, this is just to survive, just for the right to survive.

Just accept it.

Protect us as your ancestor, Lord Philip, did.

The gnolls need a leader, and there is no one more suitable than you."

Xu Gesen looked at the Holy Emblem handed to him. After a moment, it made a sighing gesture. When it reached out to take the Holy Emblem, it said in its heart with an obscure and hoarse voice:

"My mother said that I am not allowed to have more contact with you. Now I know why. I can't refuse your temptation. But a child must avenge his mother's death, so I will not refuse your solicitation.

The Splitclaw Clan's vengeance will begin soon, and I hope to see members of the Bloodscar Clan on the battlefield.

You promised me an army!

I want to see that army that can burn down Transia. As for the grudge between you and Gehrman, I don’t want to get involved.”

"Very good, this is exactly what the Bloodscar clan wants to hear."

Manson laughed and said:

"Let's get out of here. You have to follow me to the Mossy Valley. After you become the God of Hunting, you will have everything you want!"

Ps: Thanks to the leader of the "Waiting for Lin Xian" brothers for the reward, I will add more during the Chinese New Year.


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