My Players Are So Fierce

817: 278.

For the ‘Blackhand Clan’, 1% means 100%_3

817: 278.

For the ‘Blackhand Clan’, 1% means 100%_3

Players supported the Bloodclaw Clan and Hog, and if they did anything wrong, players would ruthlessly eliminate them.

“Whoosh”

Morphy set down the Core Bead, took out a return scroll, hesitated for a moment, then clenched his teeth and activated it.

Enveloped in scarlet light, Morphy was transported back to the entrance of the Midnight Room in the Blood Eagle Corridor a few seconds later, he instinctively touched his body, finding no limbs missing.

This made Lord heave a sigh of relief.

But in the crowd gathered in front of him, desperate cries were echoing:

“No!

Cheche!

What happened to you?

Cheche, say something?”

Lead Dove was wailing on the ground.

On the ground in front of him were only piles of equipment and weapons that had been teleported back, along with a few Psychic packages, but as for Cheche himself, where he had gone…

The answer to this question was already clear.

“Snap”

A few seconds later, under the twitching gaze of Morphy, the last bit of effect from the return scroll took place, sending a Calculating Pearl from the Star Realm back to the checkpoint of its bound location.

Ayu pounced on it to turn on the Calculating Pearl, and from inside, the ghastly screams of Cheche before his demise came out:

“What the hell, I’ve been sent to such a weird place, and all my clothes and weapons are gone, damn it, where are you guys?

Stop messing around!

Come out, I’m really scared!

What the hell, why does it seem like there’s a snake slithering over here?

What the hell, why is that snake’s head bigger than the floors of Crimson Castle?

What the hell, it’s seen me.

What the hell, I’m gonna die!

Ahhhh, it’s opened its mouth, damn it, I’m gonna die!”

5 seconds later, the Treasure Bead turned off, marking the end of Cheche’s despairing cries before his death.

His panicked calls for help still echoed as if lingering in the air.

The others maintained a bizarre silence as they stared at each other, mourning him in their hearts.

“Ah?

He ran into that 1% chance?

That really is some kind of ‘child of doom’.”

Ayu was completely shocked.

To be honest, he had thought the so-called 1% chance of getting lost with the return scroll was just part of the description by the developers to enhance the realism, but they had never imagined it was actually real!

Saying 1% was really 1%, and they hadn’t exaggerated at all.

Developers, damn, you’ve been naughty again, haven’t you?

Even with a 1% probability, there had been a casualty in this first large-scale use of the return scroll.

So was Cheche lucky or unlucky?

Morphy rubbed his temples hard, looking at the pile of clothes on the ground and feeling a bit scared afterwards.

He made up his mind then and there never to use return scrolls made by Cui Si again.

If the small players made a mistake, they would only have a three-day withdrawal, but if he were to get swept away, the entire game would be deleted.

Although Cheche’s fate was heart-wrenching to the witnesses and hearers, now was not the time to consider it!

Morphy held the Core Bead and activated communication with several subordinates, asking:

“Maxim, Adel!

Report the situation!

How are things in the city?”

“The Nocturne Enchantment has restored 70% of its protection, and the remaining areas are still holding strong!

We have not collapsed, my lord.”

Maxim’s robust reply let Morphy and the other players breathe a sigh of relief, but then, Adel brought Morphy a strange message:

“Master, strange call signals have been coming from the northern region of Crimson Castle for the last twenty minutes, but due to the overload of the Nocturne Enchantment causing intense Spiritual Energy interference, we’ve been unable to contact the other party.

Could you and the Warriors go and have a look?

I suspect it might be our ‘friends’ from the north arriving!”

“The north?

Friends?”

The small players around Morphy suddenly stared at each other, having never heard of any other forces to the north of Count Cadman’s Domain.

Could it be a new NPC about to spawn?

“Hush.”

Morphy made a silencing gesture, calming down the whispering players, then he used his own Treasure Bead to check the recent communication request.

He found more than thirty “missed communications,” all from the same frequency.

A smile appeared on Morphy’s handsome face, and he sent a communication request to the other side.

A few seconds later, communication was established, and under the gaze of the players, he said:

“I thought you might have been intimidated by the twenty thousand Wolf People and didn’t dare come.”

“The Knights of Xike never ask how many enemies there are.

Once we’ve set out for the battlefield, nothing can stop us,” came the low voice of a Valande Knight from the bead.

He continued, “Count Cadman said she detected a disturbance in the Star Realm, it seems you have just done something risky.

I only hope you haven’t killed all the enemies; otherwise, there would be no joy to be had.

See you on the battlefield shortly, sir.”

The brusque Knight ended the communication, leaving Morphy’s surrounding players full of curiosity.

Who was this person?

So insolent in his tone?

Daring to be so disrespectful to Sir Morphy, who exactly were they?

Sensing the players’ confusion, Morphy explained:

“That’s a friend from the north!

They have come to our aid, and you will meet them very soon, the best Heavy Cavalry in Transylvania… no, on the entire continent.

Follow me, Warriors!

Let us stir the tides of slaughter once more under the midnight skies, welcoming the rekindling of the ancient and sacred alliance of this land tonight.

Let us present our friends with the gift of a victory that’s without suspense.”