Chapter 787 786 The Avengers Monthly Pass that comes across time plus updates
Chapter 787 786. The Avengers coming across time - additional monthly tickets · Happy New Year [1930]
Murphy failed to get Ms. Yvette's characteristic "victory commemoration."
But this may not be a bad thing, at least you will avoid being choked by Tris and beaten. After all, for your prospective husband to carry around other women's underwear, this is a very explosive scumbag behavior in any world, right?
But after all, Ms. Yvette is a leader who does what she says. When she left the underground with the seizure, a few lucky players got something that stunned them.
Tatakai looked at the Shadow Elf sexy underwear in his hand that was struggling to cover his palms, and then glanced at the sexy underwear in his brother's hand that had the same exaggerated style and only had a few ropes. How did the two brave brothers feel at this moment?
Quite complicated.
You said you didn't get the reward, you can't deceive anyone with what you have in your hand.
But you said you got a reward. What do these two innocent and cheerful boys want with this thing?
Are you looking for a place to change into?
Blanch!
This is too perverted.
"Brother, can you sell the treasure in your hand?"
Just because Tata said he didn't want it, it didn't mean that others didn't want it. The buddy next to him with the ID name "Yuye Daodao" whispered a PY invitation to Tata. After a while of encrypted calls, he used a jackal with good attributes to hunt.
Feidao got this cute thing in exchange, and then ran to Tata Kai to buy Ms. Yvette's sexy lingerie.
This guy stubbornly believes that this thing is a "mission item". Maybe after the development team opens the 18+ function in the future, he can rely on this thing to have sex with Ms. Yvette.
Don't tell me, Ms. Yvette's modeling and her overly bold behavior have made her very popular among the player community.
How to describe this seductive leader?
Well, you can imagine Sister E with the charming face of Mrs. Tracey, and then she fully explodes her corrupt nature as a shadow elf, and then multiply the degree of seclusion by five times.
Someone on the forum has already used the nickname "Bloody Daji" to call Lord Yvette. The most saddened person in this matter should be Miss Pinkie Pie, who is full of energy, because Yvette's appearance has completely lost her popularity.
The thrones of the top five female NPCs.
This also proves an eternal truth, that is, cuteness is really not worth mentioning in front of sexy!
However, Murphy has no time to delve into the definition of the word "beauty" by his perverted little players now. Although he has solved the subspace gap created by the jackals, the aftermath is still troublesome.
After sealing the rift so that the foul atmosphere could not be maintained, the World-Burning Demon Soldiers, who were also subspace creatures, quickly entered the weakness suppressed by the rules of the material world, and were quickly rushed out of the underground by the blood alliance knights and the players one by one.
Extermination, but these guys will not disappear immediately after death.
Their weird armor and the ashes they dissipate leave "filthy marks" wherever they go.
It is a nearly permanent conceptual state. Murphy has personally checked that the subspace erosion in the place where these marks are located will continue to exist until it is completely covered by the power of subspace.
If you want to eliminate these marks, you can either use a large amount of order power to wash them away, or summon the gods for purification. The last way is for Shuai Murphy to use the Omega program to eliminate these marks.
It's definitely not possible to leave things alone.
Therefore, Murphy handed over this task to the still living Winter Wolf monks, who were happy to do this and collect the remains of the soldiers who died tragically on the battlefield.
But the current problem is that after these guys made such a fuss, the Nord position was completely destroyed and the terrain was also filled with subspace remnants that could not be dissipated in a short period of time. These things are not as conspicuous as the filth in the astral world, and they are not as conspicuous as the filth in the star realm.
It will not immediately change the alignment of the lives within it.
However, its corrosion is silent and very real.
Wearing no underwear or panties, Lord Yvette went into battle in a vacuum and wore leather armor. After personally inspecting the place, she came to the conclusion that this place was no longer wanted. Even the most determined mortal warriors would be destroyed if they stayed here for too long.
Silently affected.
After all, no matter how awesome your iron will is, you can't withstand the fucking life of going through SC every five minutes starting from zero every day. Even when you eat, sleep, take a nap or fish, you have to have a strong will.
"This position can no longer be taken. Even the surrounding tunnels must be abandoned. The subspace concentration there is much higher than that on the ground. We must retreat."
Murphy said to Colonel Fraser, who looked ugly next to him:
"Next stop is the Filthy Swamp"
"I don't understand how long we have to retreat like this? I've had enough!"
Fraser, who has always been calm, couldn't help but clenched his fists and asked:
"The jackals are using this method to force us to abandon our positions. What proves effective this time will make them even more aggressive in the future. If they also use this kind of tactics in the Filthy Swamp, if they also use this method on the Maginot Line,
Do this.”
"Don't worry, they won't."
Murphy shook his head rationally and said:
"The Jackals launched the black disaster for victory rather than to destroy the world. They are essentially different from Dusk's pursuit. This incident was obviously the result of the sad old Manson's solo act. The stupid priest also paid for his recklessness.
paid the price.
Its fate will remind Hugersen how dangerous it is to seek skin from a tiger, and the dusk pollution tactics will not be so easy to take effect in the future."
"You! You place all your hopes on a fucking Jackal Overseer? Governor Murphy, are you crazy?"
Fraser asked:
"Are you praying for mercy from your enemies?"
"No, I just have confidence in Xu Gesen's bloodline. It is a descendant of the Bone-Gripping King and is destined not to become a slave of the dusk."
Murphy waved his hands and said:
"You can trust me on this matter, but Dusk will not give up so easily. We must give them a little color to prevent these bastards from continuing to interfere with this war that is already going to go wrong.
Colonel Fraser, I'll be responsible for this.
You take your soldiers and retreat to the Maginot Line, and then rest there and wait for the final battle with the Jackals."
"Um?"
The colonel looked at Murphy in surprise and said:
"Don't you need us in the Foul Swamp?"
"There is a dedicated person in charge there. Letting you enter the swamp that is now full of traps is simply asking you to die. If you really want to help, then write a letter to your father and ask the Cape family to send more supplies to the position."
Murphy said:
"Also, how long does that short guy Loren plan to wait? Will the issue of the Ring Tower continue to be dragged on?"
"The Greene Army is already dispatching troops. It is said that Lord Paying has participated in the elimination of the Ring Tower."
Fraser whispered:
"King Louis has made up his mind, and news will come back soon. In the face of the eternal silence of the Holy Spear, the followers of Dusk have nowhere to escape. The remaining pure ones must be confirmed by the Lord before they can survive.
.”
"Is this what King Louis is determined to do?"
Murphy frowned and said:
"Is it to this extent? I thought that a decisive ruler like him would directly order the entire White Cliffs to be razed, and any psionic master who had come into contact with Dusk would be mercilessly executed, just like when he ordered the eradication of the Church of Avalon
decisive."
"That is indeed what my king intended. He never hesitates when determination is needed."
Fraser sighed and said:
"But the rapidly deteriorating situation forces us not to cut ourselves off at this time. Once the situation in the Cato region deteriorates, it will be difficult for us to resist the black disaster of the Jackals without the support of psionic masters. And this proposal actually comes from you.
Lord Paying, he believes that the Ring Tower is not rotten to its roots."
"The current Lord seems to be a little gentler but also a lot more cowardly. As for my answer to this matter, I only have two words, haha."
Murphy said coldly:
"No matter what you think, no members of the Ring Tower are allowed to appear in the Maginot Line and Transia! If they dare to come, I will kill them. If you don't believe me, just give it a try."
Murphy, who said the terrible words, made an elegant farewell gesture, turned around and strode towards his players. When he arrived there, Lao Qin handed over some things in his hand and explained
arrive:
"Lord, these are the things we found in the corpses of those World-Burning Demon Soldiers. The psionic masters have confirmed that they have no subspace residue, but these things are very strange. They don't seem to be destroyed by those World-Burning Demon Soldiers.
The powerful objects carried by the soldiers seem to be ordinary things."
"Um?"
Murphy raised his eyebrows and looked at the pile of strange things handed over by Lao Qin.
There were severely corroded daggers and some rusted coins inside, which were considered ordinary items. Murphy also saw half a broken doll and an old-style cowhide belt, just like a pile of rags.
No wonder players gather here to complain about the poor drops of these elite monsters.
The value of these things is not directly proportional to the cost they pay to win.
Did the development team design the drop with feet?
This terrible difficulty drops such rubbish?
Murphy also felt a little baffled, not because of the drop or difficulty, but mainly because it was impossible for such an ordinary gadget to remain so intact in the subspace.
He placed the pile of junk on a stone, put on gloves and picked through it carefully, and finally found a rolled-up letter in a twisted metal flask. When he took it out, the latter looked like
It suddenly fell into the rapid weathering of accelerated time. Murphy unfolded it with quick eyes and hands, and read it before it was completely weathered.
The content is quite strange:
"Dear Mrs. Ivy:
I will set off from Nalant Town in the near future, bringing your favorite goods and the beautiful things you ordered in Xiko City to your manor. I am humble and dare not pray for your favor. I only ask that you can accept it.
My love is strong enough to withstand the cold wind of the North.
When you receive the letter, your loyal suitor is already on the way and looking forward to meeting you.
——
From your friend Hull, written at the Bear's Roar Inn in Narrant, midsummer month of the year 912."
There is nothing difficult to understand about the content of this letter.
It was nothing more than a courtship letter written by a licking dog to the goddess, but Murphy noticed the place and time of the signature. It was a letter two hundred years ago, and he seemed to have heard of the name Nalant Town somewhere.
Murphy thought for a while and decisively opened the communication to call his omniscient old baby. After hearing his question, Tris, who was still on the Maginot line of defense, said in a strange tone:
"Where did you find the things in Nalant Town? That place was at the junction of Ice Bay and Sachs Mountain Forest. It is gone now. To be precise, it was the same place as Ice Bay in the disaster caused by the Blood Terror clan two hundred years ago.
One-third of the bay has fallen into subspace overnight.
And Mrs. Ivy?
I seem to remember this woman. She is a well-known local socialite. Because she is half shadow elf, her life is very corrupt. She also bought some potions from me at a high price to seduce men."
"you sure?"
This answer made Murphy narrow his eyes. He lowered his head again and looked at the ordinary household items in front of him. At this moment, these extremely ordinary things became scary in Murphy's eyes.
Faced with her beloved’s doubts, Cuisi said quite dissatisfied:
"My memory is very good. You can't beat around the bush and say I'm old. You little rascal, your skin is itchy, aren't you?"
"No, Tris, I'm serious, I may have discovered something incredible."
Murphy threw out the weathered letter that was written 200 years ago but could not be sent, and let the dog-licking intention dissipate on this desolate land. He said:
"The fifty World-Burning Demon Soldiers attacking the position today are most likely the innocent people who were sent into the subspace by the Blood Terror Clan's mistake. Mannis once told me this.
Now the bad news has come true.
Those innocent people in the past were transformed into angry avengers through the torture of subspace. They returned to the world to repay a hundred times the suffering they suffered to this world that was extremely cold to them.
No wonder they are filled with unexplainable rage. It is not infused by the subspace, but is caused by the hatred and despair in their hearts.
etc!
I seem to have guessed the reason why the Blood Terror Fleet must come to participate in this black disaster! Tris."
A flash of lightning flashed through Murphy's heart, and he said to Tris:
"Captain Pablo and his servants must have seen these world-burning demon soldiers before! It was the Blood Terror clan's deeds two hundred years ago that sent these people into the subspace. Now they will definitely seek revenge.
The upper-blooded fear clan.
No wonder they were frightened like this, no wonder they had to flee to the ancient country of Callum to find a solution.
The guy mysteriously said that his clan was in big trouble.
This is what they call big trouble!
The world-burning demon soldiers are chasing them all over the world!
Yes, all members of the Blood Terror clan will have to pay the price for their ancestors' wanton actions. If we don't care, their fate will be to be dragged into the subspace by these magic soldiers and tortured until the world is destroyed.
grass!
If I complain now that they deserve it, will it appear that I am too cold-blooded?"
"No, it's not too much at all. This is indeed what the Blood Terror clan deserves. Because of their actions, 300,000 people died overnight. Even if only one third of them were transformed into world-burning demon soldiers, it would be enough to make today's blood
I am afraid that the entire clan will be wiped out."
Tris replied calmly:
"But now that Pablo and his pirates have been sent by you to help Hogg, it's not that easy for us to ask for certification. What are you going to do?"
"Simple, if you know what they want, you can start from this point and ask them to work harder."
Murphy rubbed his chin and said:
"Being chased by the World-Burning Demonic Soldiers is quite terrifying. Captain Pablo and his clan have always had to honestly complete the journey of atonement given to them by the Lord if they want to continue to exist.
What I mean is that if they really realize the seriousness of this matter, then the Blood Terror clan can become our trusted allies in the fight against subspace.
After all, if others surrender to the subspace, they may be able to continue living in a miserable posture, but the consequences for them who dare to surrender will be much more terrifying than death.
I think Pablo seems to be a smart man, and he most likely won't take risks on this kind of thing.
Well, after the matter with Hogg is over, I need to have a good talk with Pablo."
Just as Murphy and Tris figured out the big trouble the Blood Terror clan was facing, Lord Yvette did not leave the position. On the contrary, she disguised herself and came to rest on a mountain col behind the position.
Next to Villanse.
"I heard that you were once the fate-weaver girl of the Medjeva family?"
Yvette threw a bag to Villanse very rudely, she put her hands on her hips and said:
"Then you are sure to be able to repair this stolen sacred object?"
"Well, I have to take a look first."
Villanse lowered her head and glanced at the Corrosive Wounds in the bag. She looked left and right professionally, as if assessing the time it would take to purify this thing.
At this moment, Yvette suddenly asked:
"You are not Anu Villanse Majeva at all! Who are you?"
