My Players Are So Fierce

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Dancing with Wolves – Additional chapter for “Huo is Quite Good” brother [10/20]_2

762: 260.

Dancing with Wolves – Additional chapter for “Huo is Quite Good” brother [10/20]_2

Then, with a stern tone, Murphy declared:

“Members of the Blood Vulture Clan!

In the name of the Grand Duke of Cui Si, follow me into the sewers!

Until the last of us falls into eternal silence, no other clan shall touch the territory of the Blood Vulture Clan!”

“Kill them all!”

With a scream, Cheche and Ayu waved their weapons.

Other vampire players joined in, as if at that moment they had truly become the loyal elites of the Blood Vulture Clan.

It was as though a new group had formed within the player community.

Dividing up people based on identity tags is not a good practice, but you can’t deny that once a group has a common denominator that everyone recognizes, their unity will greatly increase.

“Ha ha ha, today, I, Giant Shark, am going to unleash a massacre for the Midnight Mother!”

A bald vampire with a peculiar look and a huge weapon in his hand cried out in the crowd, receiving weird looks from other vampire NPCs.

Uh, for a vampire, being bald is a bit too avant-garde.

Plus, why does this guy look so deranged?

Could he be a descendant of Lord Bonnie?

“Hey, I say, you haven’t lost that darn weapon of yours yet?”

Stick Brother stepped forward and teased:

“Isn’t it a little too excessive for a vampire who goes for agility to use such a heavy weapon?”

“Hehe, it’s for the sake of exercising my body, there’s nothing wrong with that.”

Giant Shark responded confidently with a grin:

“I, Giant Shark, am a martial arts genius!

Just yesterday, Lord Kudel recognized my talent and taught me the Gale Fist.

I am the number one vampire martial monk in the legends!”

“You?

Number one?”

These words caught the attention of Sister Pomegranate who rolled her eyes and replied:

“Where do you put me then?”

“Oh my, how could I dare to compare myself with you?

I, Giant Shark, will always be your loyal little brother.”

The once arrogant Giant Shark immediately backed down.

He was aggressive, but not stupid.

Although they both were rare vampire monks, his combat prowess was no match for Sister Pomegranate, a seasoned player who could probably take him down in less than ten moves.

Both had received the secret scrolls of the Gale Fist from Kudel, but the power of these punches was endless and versatile in Sister Pomegranate’s hands, while in Giant Shark’s, they were as intimidating as kitten punches.

“Pff, follow me!

I’ll teach you something later.”

Sister Pomegranate snapped her fingers, and the bald vampire Giant Shark immediately followed her with a big smile.

“Can’t we go down and join the battle?”

A portion of the players were left above ground.

They were all members of the Avalon Church faction.

The mistress had clearly stated earlier that this was an internal affair of the vampires, and vampire hunters could not participate.

While this reason frustrated some players, Wumeioge didn’t care.

On the contrary, he said excitedly to his church brothers:

“If vampires have race quests, then we humans definitely have them too.

Furthermore, I bet there will be similar mainline conflicts in the Avalon Church later!

When that time comes, it will be our turn to carry the banner while the vampire players can only stand aside drooling.

You must always believe in my divine majesty and Avalon’s Boss’s generosity!

Also, these vampires are bound to run out of the sewer.”

Wumeioge sneered:

“Everyone keep an eye on them!

The moment they emerge, they will be our prey.

No matter how many you kill, as long as you participate in the battle, you will share in the loot!

This time, I’ll distribute the loot myself.

We are all church brothers.

Avalon people don’t cheat Avalon people.

We also don’t engage in auction manipulations, but if any of you slacks off…”

“Pah!

Only dogs slack off.”

Not far away, Riding the Scorpion Lion ‘Touch You Poor’ and the chubby brother next to him chimed in with sarcasm.

They had just gone down into the sewer quite comfortably.

He hadn’t joined the old church and theoretically was still a free man, eager to test his mage tactics.

Also going down with him was a weird administrative player named “Tepar”…

Well, that person was very strange in every sense of the word.

—

“The ghouls have been aroused!”

In the third-floor caverns of the sewer, with the large-scale invasion of the Wolf Poison Clan and Jackal Barbarians, those ghouls on the lower floors that hadn’t been entirely dealt with were stirred up once more by the smell of life.

Reeking horribly, these creatures swarmed out from the honeycomb rocks, approaching the areas where the Wolf Poison Clan and the Jackal Barbarian vanguards were.

“That’s not our problem.”

Colando didn’t even spare a glance at those nauseating ghouls, stating:

“Let the Jackal Barbarians deal with them.

Isn’t that why we brought them along?”

“Father, those guys can run.”

Stand stepped up and said to Colando:

“These jackal barbarians won’t fight to the death for our benefit.”

“No, they won’t run.

They will stay here and fight until the last moment for our benefit…”

Mark Colando gave a cold sneer.

A few seconds later, a dull roar sounded from the tunnel behind them, as the Wolf Poison thugs who remained behind blew up the rear passage with dynamite.

Now, their retreat was utterly cut off.

In the current situation, if these Jackal Barbarian elites, who had been obtained from Kenbort, wished to survive, their only option was to follow the vampires down the dark path.