Chapter 653 652. How can a cultist who cannot achieve the great cause of destroying the world be a good barista? -Additional update【55】

(Additional update for the "Little Sheep" brothers [5/5])

“It’s amazing!”

When Palano, the Rose Knight, rode his beloved scarlet horse "Midnight Orchid" all the way to the battlefield outside the Plague Valley, the ambush launched by Adele and Bonnie against the Splitting Claw Messenger was coming to an end.

The senior silver voodoo priest of the Splitclaw clan was hacked to death by the mad woman and E-sister together under its battle flag, while its wild guards and the leaders of the Plague clan were still fighting resolutely with the vampires.

A fight to the death.

This was a successful raid.

The results of the vampires are gratifying, but the problem is that they are small in number. Even though they are strengthened by the power of midnight, they cannot crush the large number of members of the Splitclaw clan in terms of quality.

When Palano rushed into the battlefield with a lance and a horse, all the vampires under Adele were injured. The unlucky Dorothy was even hit by the curse of the voodoo priest, and her whole body was weakened into a ball of mud.

If Dana and Sister E hadn't joined forces to protect her, the first sister of the Blood Rat Gang might have hated her.

But Dorothy was still very sad.

Because in the high-intensity battle just now, Frostfang Claw, his best apprentice and the only player allowed to participate in this operation, was hacked to death by two jackal butchers in order to protect her.

Yaya is allowed to participate in this kind of thing, not only because Murphy really needs a player to record this secret battle as a supplement to the Wise Wolf quest chain, but also because he is currently the only one who has practiced shadow escape skills to the point of perfection.

player.

The outrageous Ya Ya even summed up a rare ancestral power, invisible shadow, from the practice of shadow escape.

This is a powerful ability comparable to the Midnight Blessing of the Thorn Clan, and it basically confirms the position of Frostfang Claw's "Assassin's First Brother". Even Xiaoshou, who is the leader in the Assassin's Road, has to admit that in a one-on-one duel

, he couldn't even sense the sneaking Yaya.

Facts have proved that Murphy's outstanding players are already qualified to participate in some secret events, and Mr. Murphy is naturally happy to give his players a stage to perform.

On the narrow mountain road, when the knight of the rose on horseback enters the battlefield, it means the end of the battle.

A golden knight is almost invincible in this long and narrow terrain. Palano doesn't even need to use complicated combat skills. He just needs to grab the lance and charge from one end to the other, then change the direction and charge a second time, which is enough to kill him.

All the gnolls who were still alive were crushed to death.

After he entered the scene, the vampires also withdrew from the battlefield in a tacit agreement to avoid accidental injuries.

Bonnie's chief's bodyguards were relatively well damaged, as they were all rough-skinned melee fighters and nimble psionicists, but Adele's assassins were badly damaged.

Five subordinates of the Shadow Intelligence Bureau died in this battle, and the rest were also injured.

Adele's injury was particularly serious.

Just now, when she was killing the Cleaver Priest, she was hit head-on with a life-killing voodoo. If the three shuttles of the Farstrider protective gear hadn't formed an energy shield and blocked her at the critical moment, Sister E would have died.

I will reunite with Mr. Murphy in the form of black and white photos.

But Sister E's determination also won her a rare goodwill.

"Snapped"

A delicate crystal bottle was thrown into Sister E's hands. Adele, who was recovering her energy, raised her head and saw the Knight of Rose on a horse looking at her with a subtle look.

Adele knew that Palano was very dissatisfied with her, and the Pure Love Knight felt that she was a shameless woman who interfered with the perfect feelings of others.

But after tonight's battle, this attitude has obviously changed.

"I will continue to observe you, Adele."

rose knight said:

“Your path to love is very”

"I don't need your judgment in this regard, Lord Paliano."

Sister E responded hoarsely:

"Not every relationship desires recognition or blessings from others. I don't mean to disrespect you, but you should wait until a hundred years later to evaluate me, if we are both still alive by then.

In addition, although the mainland praises you as the 'Knight of Love', you actually know that you cannot represent all the definitions of love, right?"

"Ah, you are beating around the bush and calling me arrogant."

Palano said with a straight face:

"I should have been angry about this, but considering that I am indeed the descendant of Pride, let it go this time. Take the head of the messenger and the blood-stained battle flag, and follow me to the Valley of Plague! The Wise Wolf needs that head.

Come and 'convince' the other members of the Plague Clan."

——

Murphy stood in a secluded and secret area of ​​the Plague Valley. He took out a black iron cylinder from his psychic bag and squatted on the ground while muttering something in his mouth.

Adjust the thing to the appropriate elevation angle.

The whole process is simply like a mysterious psychic ritual.

But then after Murphy took out a gold-burning white phosphorus bomb with a red logo on the top from the psychic bag, the process suddenly became less psychic.

This place is a bit far away from the gathering point of the Plague Gnolls. If the former chief hadn't personally led the way, Murphy might not have been able to find this strange place hidden in the corner of the hill behind the cave.

There is a two-story wooden building in the center of the garden-like place in front of you. The door is closed, but the breath of life can be felt inside.

In the past many years, this place has been the place where the Pestilence Clan has received guests from the Dusk, and the Dusk servants who are currently hiding in the Pestilence Clan and planning some evil things naturally also live here.

Damn it! I can actually enjoy it

"Click"

Murphy placed the shell in his hand into the stretched mortar barrel and whispered:

"Although I don't know what that guy is hiding in the house, I will announce our arrival to him with a 'Transcian' welcome. With extreme luck, we may be able to solve it with just one explosion."

This disgusting trouble.

Of course, it’s okay to be unlucky, but it’s just a problem that can be solved by swinging the knife a few more times.”

"What's the point of this?"

The tearing meat next to him had seen this kind of war weapon unique to Transia during the Battle of Wolfsburg, and he said disdainfully:

"That guy's strength is average. Even if you rush over now, he still won't be able to escape. Do you Transians always like to do these meaningless things?"

"This is called ritual, you pathetic old jackal."

Murphy corrected:

"If I call myself the spokesperson of the will of Transia, then I should repay the disasters that my territory has suffered to those perpetrators in the most cruel way. This white phosphorus bomb does not represent my anger, this

The Transnian response to the Twilight Conspiracy."

"Snapped"

Murphy let go of his hand and the cannonball fell into the barrel.

When the propellant pack was activated, it flew out with a whoosh and brought up a bright parabola in the air, and then smashed into the window of the wooden building in front of us.

It was like bright fireworks being released, and the next second there were angry screams and painful moans exploding in the ignited wooden building.

In the background of the fire, a guy wearing a black and white waiter's outfit rushed out dancing. It could be seen that he was a male vampire. His skin was stained with scary things that were still burning and smoking, and he had a decent service.

The student's clothes were burned to the point of disgrace, but despite this, he still protected the things in his arms.

When he used some kind of magic to save himself from the dilemma of being burned through his bones, Murphy, who had already pulled out the necessary evil, saw clearly that what the other person was protecting in his arms was a rather delicate coffee bean grinder.

Tsk tsk.

This was actually a cultist with hobbies, and he seemed to be a "Coffee Fairy" or something like that. Murphy was not polite to him, and just threw a detective skill at him.

Information is returned immediately:

Name: [Assistant Barista] Damon Jude Law Dead Tooth

Template:Level 30 Elite·Silver Level

Occupation: Level 20 Twilight Invoker/Level 20 Undead Summoner/Barista·Hand-Grinder Coffee Specialist

Special Status: Dusk Servant (This creature is sheltered by the shadows of the Warp and cannot be tracked by any prophecy or tracking spells.)

Character evaluation:

[The guy who is the best at hand brewing among the cultists, the most powerful hand brewing barista among all the cultists, has won the "Most Improved Employee" award at Witch Cafe for three consecutive years. This guy is a talent, but he may not be what you need.

kind of assistant.

Well, the subspace shadow may also want to drink coffee because of long-term insomnia and nightmares. Do me a favor, kindhearted person, and send a powerful barista over to help him realize his dream.】

"Shua"

Necessary Evil threw a dark bloody sword flower forward. Murphy moved his neck and said to the shredding flesh beside him:

"Transia's response has been delivered in the proclamation of fire, and now what he wants to taste is my wrath!"

"Asshole! You ruined my cup of good coffee!"

The red-eyed vampire barista in front of him screamed and waved his left hand, which was still rising in white smoke. A large amount of underworld breath was released, and the originally exquisite garden instantly turned into a tumbling cemetery against the backdrop of the burning wooden building.

In the mess of beautiful flowers, undead bodies wearing complete armor were awakened.
To be continued...