My Players Are So Fierce

771: 263.

An old grudge adds another mark tonight – extra for “Huo is pretty good” brothers [13/20]_2

771: 263.

An old grudge adds another mark tonight – extra for “Huo is pretty good” brothers [13/20]_2

Meanwhile, closer to the ancient sewer district.

Young Miss Phemys was performing the last “ritual” here, following Murphy’s previous instructions, she was to reseal the crack leading to the third-layered melting cave with the spiritual energy of Fossil into Mud.

This implied that the Wolf People vanguards and a small number of Wolf Poison Clan warriors, who were still fighting with ghouls in the lower three layers, would be completely sealed within.

Phemys understood perfectly well why Murphy would do this, but she felt this approach was somewhat ruthless.

Although she had brutally killed several mixed-blood Wolf Poisons who attempted to harm her in the previous battle, compared to Murphy, the book-loving lady obviously knew more about the weaknesses of the young Wolf Poison Clan members.

They were the most skilled close-quarter combatants in the vampire clans.

But also the weakest in manipulating dark spiritual energy.

This was unsurprising.

Power is often specialized; those who seek everything usually end up with nothing.

Abandoning spiritual blessings allowed the Wolf Poison Clan to nearly peak in close quarters combat.

Their unique “Wild Aberration” ancestral power further amplified their excellent killing ability in close combat.

It’s hard to say if this was a wrong choice since the tragic casualty ratio of both sides in the sewers had already proved the reasonableness of the Wolf Poison’s survival strategy.

If it were not for the fearless small players who restrained the wildness of Wolf Poison with their kamikaze-style combats, the wretched number of NPC vampires would have been crushed and devoured by Colando’s wolves early on.

Colando didn’t willingly walk into the trap!

The brutal and vicious leader had considered everything before invading, except he could not understand the unique existence of the beings from Another World.

And this was what destined their failure.

“But it’s not his fault.”

The lady cast a spell while thinking to herself:

“Colando did well enough.

Who could have thought that Murphy could summon fearless people from Another World to contribute to the rise of Transylvania?

This is just…

hmm, in his words, a way of cheating.”

“I feel like you’re slandering me.

Although I don’t know why you sympathize with the enemy, I must say this is currently the most appropriate way.”

Just as Phemys was letting her thoughts wander, Murphy’s voice sounded from behind.

The lady turned around and found Murphy striding in with two swords in his hands, Frostfang in his left and Grey Claw in his right, with the buzzing Necessary Evil floating beside him.

The Demon Sword seemed quite cross.

And all three blades were dripping blood, proving they had just indulged in the suffering of others.

“How is the situation progressing?”

The lady asked.

Murphy shrugged, and said:

“Just looking at the casualty ratio, our losses are enormous.

More than a quarter of the 300 or so Wolf Poison warriors have been dealt with, but not many of my warriors remain.

Two of Maxim’s three descendants are dead, and Adel only has Doris and Diana, two servants, left.

Poor Widow Mary’s group has lost almost half.

Luckily, our blood alliance knights and thorny assassins are elite enough.

With Lionea’s cover, our tribespeople already hit can retreat to a safe place.

Sigh, the already tragic Blood Vulture Clan is now hit even worse.

If Cui Si and I weren’t cold-hearted and unconcerned about the loss of our people, the melee tonight alone would be enough to wipe out the last bit of vitality of the Blood Vulture Clan.

Colando is a tough opponent.

He could have dragged the Blood Vulture Clan down with him to hell to achieve his ambition, but the pity is, three days from now at dawn, those fearless spirits will bounce back to life on this land.

So rounding up, ignoring the ‘necessary losses’ of the old times, we can proudly declare that we’ve achieved a remarkable victory!

So I want to ask you, Phemys, what do you think about the future I’ve chosen for the Blood Vulture Clan?”

“I don’t understand, but I’m thoroughly shocked.”

The lady pouted and swung the Night Howler Magic Wand in her hand.

With a flowing stone slurry, she sealed the last crack, completely blocking the howls of the Wolf People and ghouls from down below within the stratum.

When it reopens, only death and sadness will remain.

“I cannot imagine that if the Blood Vulture Clan had 500 such ‘Otherworldly Vampires’, what an insane state our clan would be in.

But I can confirm that once this number exceeds 5,000, the Blood Vulture Clan would become the most unorthodox member of the Seven Clans.”

The lady is rather pessimistic about this future, however, Murphy is not as emotional as her, he shakes his head:

“We will also become the most prosperous member of the Seven Clans; even the Blood Alliance Knights under our Lord will have to bow their heads before us!

And not just the spreading of the name of Blood Vulture, Cui Si has been deeply studying the spiritual projection composition of my warriors.

She may bring us more surprises soon.

Can you imagine it?

Phemys, when my warriors can walk the earth in the forms of Wolf Poison, Thorny, and even Blood Alliance Knights, in the forms of dwarfs, elves, and half-body men…”

“Then Transylvania’s reputation will be ruined, both good and bad.

Luckily, we hardly have any reputation to speak of.”

Phemys rolled her eyes, the lady didn’t want to contemplate this horrifying future.

Her work here had ended.

Murphy walked with her into the depths of the sewers.

At their feet lay four or five twisted Wolf Poison warriors, all torn apart into ghastly Wolf Bat statues by the mysterious spiritual techniques.