My Players Are So Fierce

701: 240.

Is the original capital accumulation always bloody_1?

701: 240.

Is the original capital accumulation always bloody_1?

“Bang”

The Wolf Poison messenger, who had charged into the desolate wilderness, violently trying to fight for his life, was smashed and sent flying like a soccer ball, fainting before hitting the ground.

Kudell had clearly held back his strength, merely crushing the man’s hand and sternum bones without killing him outright.

Although Kudell’s official strength level was elite Silver Grade, he also had the additional benefits of a secondary profession, a “Holy Grail Knight”, in addition to the vampire system’s Nightblade Swordsman.

This allowed him to exert combat power far beyond ordinary Silver Grade beings, which was why he had been treasured and taken back to Cardman City by Salockdale during the fourth Black Disaster.

To put it bluntly, Civil Protection Officer Kudell is now the second strongest force in the Blood Vulture Clan, after Cui Si.

The young lady, who has completed the Silver Trial and excavated unique powers, ranks third, followed modestly by Sir Morphy in fourth.

Of course, Morphy had some “objections” to this ranking.

He felt that although he was not a match for Kudell, if it came to a death match with the young lady, it was still uncertain who would lose and who would win.

In any case, for a unique individual like Kudell, whose actual combat power is severely disjointed from his official rank and has extensive combat experience, ordinary Black Iron Rank Wolf Claw Warriors were absolutely no match for him.

The threat these weak brethren posed to the Civil Protection Officer was even less than that of a Jackal leader wielding a bloody flail.

However, it was indeed strange to encounter henchmen of the Wolf Poison Clan in the southernmost part of Transylvania.

This caused the complexion behind Kudell’s visor to become grave.

He withdrew his heavy sword and had to start considering an important question: What were these misfits planning to do on the land of Transylvania?

A subsequent question was, although the Wolf Poison Clan was known amongst the Blood Race society for their notorious lack of respect for rules, it was strange for these unscrupulous group to start mixing with the Jackal people.

This was clearly abnormal.

Were they trying to recruit these Jackal people?

If we start from this slightly terrifying conclusion, then the rise of a Jackal warlord in the Andma Hills merits some thought.

Had he truly amassed an army of Jackals only reliant on his “personal charm”?

“A Black Disaster is imminent and you dare to join forces with the Jackals!

You all are really bold, but this may not be a bad thing.

Morphy has always been trying to find more helpers, and your foolishness will give him a perfect reason for “seeking aid”.

What was that sentence they always used to say?

You guys are actually quite good.”

Login to submit the assignmentuating scorn was evident in Kudell’s tone.

He waved his hand atop his warhorse, and the veteran soldiers of the People’s Army, who had followed him, immediately stepped forward, locking the fainting Wolf Poison vampire messenger in shackles.

The Baron of Hunting had sensed that something was amiss.

As he looked up to call the other vampires, he saw Maxim slowly landing, carrying a female vampire who was near death, having had two of her arms and one leg torn off.

In Maxim’s other hand was a still-beating Vampire’s heart, showing no mercy at all.

It seemed that if he hadn’t wanted to keep a captive for questioning, both Wolf Poison girls would have died horribly at the hands of Maxim.

This kind of killing amongst their own kind could hardly be considered virtuous, but Kudell knew that with a single glance from Morphy, Maxim would unhesitatingly turn his blade on anyone.

Loyalty is a commendable trait in many situations, but it can sometimes be horrifying.

“Max, it’s not appropriate to treat ladies in such a crude manner.”

Kudell, a former Holy Grail Knight, reminded him, shaking his head,

“Although I disdain the complicated ceremonials of vampires, you, after all, are a member of the Blood Vulture Clan.

You should act according to the ancient customs of the Blood Race, otherwise other vampires will think you uncultured.

You may not care about this, but it affects the face of your elders.

“You should distinguish between how you treat traitors and others, even if they are enemies.”

“Thank you for the reminder, Sir Kudell.”

Maxim nodded seriously.

He, of humble origin, never cared much for etiquettes and had no plan of changing his combat habits.

Yet, if it affected Sir Morphy’s reputation, the matter must be taken seriously.

Accordingly, Baron of Limers, who had just mobilized his limbs, decided to return and inquire about the traditional etiquette of the Blood Vulture Clan from Adel.

Being a vampire is not an easy gig.

There is a standard for everything.

Moreover, these pedantic standards were often handed down for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Apart from the generally “low-quality” Wolf Poison Clan, and the Mad Blood Clan that had been sealed since the Pre-Era, other clans placed great importance on this.

The older the vampire, the more they cared about appearances.

“There are not a few Wolf Poison messengers around here.”

Kudell sensed the chaotic battle ahead, captured several entities that were distinct from the aura of the Jackals, and said,

“First, clarify their purpose for coming here, then I will return to the Crimson Castle with the warriors and report this to The Grand Duke of Cui Si in person.

You and your army should continue to stay here, spend some time cleaning up the remaining Jackals in the vicinity, and then go to the stone quarry near Baron Morland’s territory to reorganize, and wait for the subsequent hunts.”

“Your command is my wish, sir.”

Maxim nodded in agreement, but then he reminded him: