Chapter 940 Monster and Savior

"Well"

In a light sigh of contentment, the strange calls and pulls in the Scarlet Witch's mind finally disappeared in the rare calmness, allowing her to sway her hair comfortably and bend down with a blush on her face, leaving a mark on Murphy's forehead.

A moist kiss.

Then he stood up and went to wash up, but Murphy stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist. With a gentle pull, Grand Duke Tris lay beside him, losing her usual coldness and solemnity, and curled up like a docile cat.

The two just hugged each other, enjoying the quiet and warm time after the war.

The dormitory that once belonged to Salokdar is now in a mess, which fully proves how terrifying the Scarlet Witch is in her violent state. It is really difficult for Mr. Murphy to be able to fight with her.

"Can you still hear that sound?"

Murphy asked softly.

He tilted his body and propped up his head with his left hand, and gently stroked the scar on Tris's back with his right hand. This has become a habit or hobby of his. Tris would still resist it before, after all, this scar represents so much to her.

It was a period of suffering that could not be concealed, but later Murphy could only let it go as he refused to change despite repeated admonitions.

"Yes, not only can I hear it, but it's also clearer."

Tris closed her eyes slightly, and whispered in confusion as if she was drunk:

"Only at this time can I try to analyze the meaning of those sounds without being disturbed, but to be honest, I can't understand this principle.

You said that you possess the Omega Program and can suppress subspace power. It is a normal energy restraint, but why does this behavior also produce a communicable suppression effect? ​​Is it really because of those obscene things you left in my body?

Isn’t that the case?”

"Well, I think it's best if we don't discuss this issue. If we continue talking about it, we probably won't be able to pass the trial."

Murphy complained softly.

He changed the topic to the previous question and said:

"You have been saying that the sounds you heard in Cadman City are different from before. How is it different? Did the Mother of Midnight give birth to sanity in the subspace?"

"It has always been conscious, Murphy, but the way it was born restrained it, preventing it from expressing its desires in a normal way. Its consciousness is composed of the vampires who were sacrificed by Salokdar.

The wisdom of those who died naturally ascribes to it.

It's not stupid at all.

Unfortunately, in the chaotic place of warp space, wisdom cannot help it get through bad times."

Tris turned over and fully integrated herself into Murphy's arms.

While discussing these topics about the Midnight Mother, being close to Murphy made her feel more secure, and she whispered:

"As for the changes in the voice, it's hard for me to describe. The content is actually the same, calling me to merge with it to make it complete. But the difference lies in the tone and emotion. In the past, it was similar to a

A manic madman is just as disgusting as a maniac.

But here, its call is much gentler."

"Gentle? Are you sure?"

Murphy frowned and said:

"You and I have seen its true face. Do you think such an indescribable individual can really have anything to do with the word 'gentleness'?"

"It stands to reason that it really doesn't work."

Tris nodded, but then she said:

"But don't forget, Murphy, it is an evil creature, a strange creature that has not yet reached the realm of gods but is not far away from it. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a semi-finished product of the faith assembly walking on the road to reach gods.

, which means that the gods possess quite a few characteristics.

Avalon has three aspects and is still trying to open up more possibilities, so why can't Midnight Mother have two different aspects?

You also told me just now that Lord Paying told you that when he faced the Lord of the Hunt, he also heard the suspected warning of the Midnight Mother, as well as what happened to Mary earlier, plus the Cadman City in front of him.

A journey in the astral realm.

All of these illustrate the complexity of its existence.

I am a theologian, and I think this speculation may become a reality."

"But it's tainted, Tris."

Murphy sat up and leaned on the sofa next to him, pulled Tris into his arms and said:

"It was shaped in the wrong way by Sarokdar, making it full of depravity and filth when it was born. Its essence is a radical version of the Lord of Hunting. Even if it extends a gentle appearance, it will not help.

The Omega Program cannot purify it, it will only burn it to ashes at the moment of contact."

"I know, I'm just talking about a possibility. Don't worry, Murphy, I know what you are most afraid of."

Tris raised her head and showed a seductive smile, she said:

"I will not abandon you and throw myself into a trap at some point. The future that Luna and her Witch Cult want to create for me has long been buried with my past. Now I am reborn because of you. I will spend the rest of my life with you."

I will live because of you."

"Well, every time you talk about love, you make me feel touched from the bottom of my heart. It makes me feel that I am really a lucky guy."

Murphy shrugged, glanced at the time on the mechanical pocket watch thrown aside, and sighed:

"I really want this moment to last forever. Unfortunately, we have to get out quickly, otherwise the elder will make up a little composition about you and me in his mind."

"Make him wait!"

Tris waved her hand domineeringly, and then showed Murphy a sour expression of licking her lips that made his waist hurt. But Murphy also had an idea. He reached out and hooked the small square pendant that had been taken off before.

The hand of Neng grabbed it, and Murphy put it around Tris's neck in a solemn manner.

It's like putting a bell on your own golden cat.

Sure enough, the moment the desire valve was put on, Tris immediately woke up from her own desire. She glared at Murphy and then got up to look for clothes, but was embarrassed to find that all her clothes were damaged in the explosion.

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Fortunately, Murphy was prepared. He took out a set of long skirts from his psychic bag and handed them to his old cutie, and then completed the change while the latter complained that the style was not fashionable enough at all.

After the refreshed two people left the room, they followed the vampire waiter not far away to visit the elder. The latter patiently waited for the arrival of the Grand Duke and the Lord in his room.

He seemed to have guessed what the two distinguished guests wanted to ask, so he made preparations in advance.

When Tris and Murphy stepped into the room filled with various books, what they saw was a very abstract scarlet shrine placed on the table next to the vampire elder.

That thing can hardly even be said to be an object of faith. It can only be roughly judged from its appearance that it is a vampire with spread wings. It has no face and no other more exquisite decorations. This fully illustrates two things.

First, this vampire elder's hands-on ability is a bit poor.

You actually dare to carve the shrine like this. You are really not afraid of being punished by the being you worship for "blasphemy".

Secondly, I am afraid that this vampire elder has never witnessed the true form of the body he worships under any circumstances, otherwise he would not have a blank face.

In the field of faith, it is a terrible mistake to have no facial features on the statue of the god in the shrine.

"I must confess to you, Your Majesty the Grand Duke."

The vampire elder bowed humbly and said to Tris:

"I know that this seriously violates our thousand-year tradition as vampires, and can even be called an unforgivable rebellion. I have also thought about whether to hide the secrets of me and this city from you, but after thinking about it, I decided to tell you Describe in detail everything that happened during these nine months.

And that secret that is destined to be important to all vampires.

That is that we finally got the attention of a god. Our Midnight Mother is not an illusion, she is a real greatness. This city can survive the nine months of disasters all because of his protection."

"Earl Murphy and I don't blame you for this, Elder Hillier."

Tris said in a deep voice:

"We also have enough time to listen to this bizarre story, but before you start, I must correct you for two mistakes. First, it is not the Midnight Mother that vampires talk about, at least not as you imagined. Such an existence.

Second, it is not God.

At this stage, you can only call it a divine evil.

As you share your story with us, I will also share with you a story about its birth and its current status.”

"I hope your will is strong enough, Elder Hillier."

Murphy also spoke:

"I hope you won't be frightened by the truth."

From his serious warnings, the vampire elder had already sensed the seriousness of the problem.

But even though he was mentally prepared, Elder Hillier was frightened to the core when he heard that the "god" he had worshiped for several months was a monster sacrificed by Salokdar in a way that killed his whole family.

Almost stopped.

He is very old, but not every older vampire can be as well-informed as Tris. Although Hillier was not a marginalized person like Murphy in the former Blood Vulture Clan, he could not talk about it.

receive much attention.

His knowledge was not enough for him to accept this cruel truth in a short time. He needed some time to convince himself. In the process, the elder also told Murphy and Cui about Cadman City's experiences in the past nine months.

Silk.
To be continued...