Chapter 73 72. Kill!【1260】

(Additional update for the ‘Humen Smoke’ brothers [2/5])

In the uneasy night of Cadman City, Miss Femis had just put on a very formal set of psychic armor for combat. It was in the style of a tight-fitting robe, but it also had leather armor to protect against physical attacks.

outer layer.

Her usual psychic sword was also replaced by a more formal scarlet secret energy staff. The top of the staff was shaped into the shape of a night bat's wings, which looked mysterious and dark.

There is also a set of scrolls placed on the combat belt, as well as several bottles of alchemical medicine used to replace spell attacks.

Being so heavily armed means that the eldest lady is ready for a fierce fight to the death.

Behind her, Madam Adele was also filling her spare scarlet gun with special alchemy bullets, and her thorn sword had just been temporarily enchanted by the eldest lady herself.

The slender and sharp sword body is wrapped with subtle burning heat, which can cause continuous burn damage to the opponent when it hits the opponent.

For creatures like vampires that are weak to fire and light, it is a completely targeted restraint preparation.

In front of them was an unsettling night. From this tower, they could see the shrinking spiritual vortex in the sky of Cadman City. By tomorrow, that thing would completely disappear from the material world.

The premise is that they must survive until that time.

"Are you sure that your warriors can complete the attack on Jed's group? Are you sure that the witch hunters will definitely cooperate with you? Are you sure that Jed will not discover all this in advance?"

The eldest lady asked while leaning on the psychic staff.

Behind her, Murphy was putting away the armor and psychic sword that the eldest lady had replaced earlier.

Do not misunderstand.

This is not a perverted act of collecting so-called "rich lolita original battle clothes".

This is just to prepare the mission rewards for young players in advance after completing the "Main Line Prologue". As a main line NPC, he must consider these in advance.

The system will not take the initiative to give him these equipment as gifts, so he can only find a way to get it all by himself. His little players will never imagine that the handsome Mr. Murphy can actually act like a humble "trash guy" when he carries someone on his back.

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Alas, it's too difficult.

Murphy sighed and threw the collected items into a psychic bag specially designed for mission rewards.

Facing the eldest lady's uneasy question, he pulled out the polished Blade of Desire from the scabbard at his waist and answered slowly:

"I have confidence in my warriors. They may be weak but they definitely lack courage and wisdom. They can complete the raid. They may not be able to annihilate all the vampires, but the witch hunters will help them finish the work.

As for cooperation

I don't doubt this.

Those witch hunters can communicate.

My warriors have visited them twice and have proven this. The leader of the other party is a wise man, not a reckless man who only knows how to kill people.

They have no reason not to agree to this kind of cooperation that would benefit both parties.

As for whether Jed will find out.

I think your question is somewhat redundant and a waste of time. You don’t really think Jade can safely hand over the task of executing you to a novice like me, do you?”

Murphy rolled his eyes and said:

"I'm just a smoke bomb thrown by him, Miss.

Whether I can take your head or not has no impact on Jed at all. The reason why he wanted to spread suspicion was just to buy time for his companions to recover.

A steady stream of blood was sent from the survivor camp to where they were, and one night was enough for the vampires who had crawled out of hell to recover to six points of combat strength.

You don’t think that a genius like you is so strong that you can face seven silver-level clan leader’s personal guards and still fight back, do you?

Jade has been ready to kill you with his own hands.

No one would trust this job to anyone."

"You know they are recovering, but you still want to feed them with the blood of the civilians under your command?"

The eldest lady looked at Murphy and said angrily:

"You just treat them as consumables?"

"Are you stupid?"

Murphy retorted unceremoniously:

"If you don't keep giving them sweet treats, how can you make them willingly drink the poisonous blood wine at the last moment? Although the day potion is colorless and odorless, don't underestimate Jade's vigilance, okay?

They'll sip the delicious blood and indulge in it until the very end. Alas, most addictive things are harmful, and I have to keep that in mind.

Let them drink.

When you walk on the road to hell, you have to give people something to eat, right?"

"What about Tris?"

The eldest lady asked again:

"Are you so confident in handing Tris to Maxim? That guy's loyalty is a double-edged sword. Jade has raised him for twenty years, so you're not afraid of him betraying him? You obviously care about Tris so much."

"Do you think Tris is easy to deal with? It seems that my elder's disguise as the useless king is really effective."

Murphy snorted.

He walked to the edge of the tower and looked at the gradually brightening sky. He touched the ancient wall and looked at the ashes-strewn old city below, and whispered:

"Let me tell you this, when I found Tris in the ruins of the city, there was a giant astral beast beside her that she killed. I don't know how strong that guy was, but I think it should eat you.

Not a big problem.

Tris is a gold-level spiritual master. Although she lost most of her power due to your father's assassination, she still has the ability to protect herself.

If Jed loses his mind and goes crazy and attacks her, Tris will definitely give me a surprise.

She knows exactly what she is doing.

Smart women will always use their own smart ways to help the men in the family, but in this regard, you are both slow and arrogant and unwilling to face your shortcomings.

It’s so far apart that I can’t help but worry about your future partner.”

This slightly teasing answer made Femis fall silent.

After a few seconds, she sighed and said:

"Occasionally I really envy the weird relationship between you and Tris. It's different from the way most vampires I know get along, but more like those human families.

My father once asked me to stay away from Tris, saying that Tris would bring disaster.

But it turns out she doesn't."

"My warriors set out!"

Murphy glanced at the 40 young players on the Core Orb who were online at almost the same time. He took a deep breath, estimated the time, and said:

"Be ready to take action in an hour! Protect yourself, Miss, but don't worry too much. If you unfortunately die, I will prepare a tombstone suitable for you and worship you every year."

"Can't you say something auspicious?"

The eldest lady complained fiercely, then looked at Mrs. Adele who remained silent next to her, and said:

"Adele, let's follow you. With your strength, it's really easy to get yourself involved."

"No! This is a hunt."

Murphy waved his hands and said:

"We are a united wolf pack, and we are about to fight with a group of crazy tigers and leopards for territory and food. It will be life and death, and blood will be spilled on the spot!

As one of the strongest members of the wolf pack, Adele also has her own goals and tasks.

I don't need protection!

This is just the gentle breeze before the strong wind. If I can't get through this hurdle, perhaps being given eternal silence is the merciful ending I deserve."

He turned around, held out three fingers to the silent Lady Adele, and said:

"You have three tasks! This is the minimum requirement, can you do it?"

Madame Adele raised her head.

A certain kind of light danced in those blood-red eyes. She made a sharp sound with the rapier in her hand, and inserted the scarlet musket into the combat belt at her waist.

She said in her unique cigarette voice:

"If I kill five. My master, may I make an offensive request?"

"It depends on your performance. Mr. Murphy always rewards those with outstanding abilities."

Murphy shrugged and grinned.

The dense white teeth against the background of the dark night gave an unusual hint of unrulyness to his neutral and handsome face. He lowered his body and grabbed the wooden ladder climbing down the tower, saying:

"Well, ladies, remember to be safe when attending the dance. We'll see you later."

"Whizzing"
To be continued...