My Players Are So Fierce

901: 306.

Holy Light!

There’s too much evil here worth fighting!_3

901: 306.

Holy Light!

There’s too much evil here worth fighting!_3

Murphy, the reason we paid the price of the eternal silence of fifteen Elders to bring back the Seed of Life wasn’t simply because Salockdale wanted a daughter.

Nor because he wanted to create a Perfect Life.

Phemys is an ’embryo’!

She is the most qualified and likely individual among all vampires to inherit the title of the ‘Mother of Midnight,’ do you know why?”

Facing these revelations from Cui Si, Murphy’s expression immediately turned solemn; he rarely saw Cui Si discuss something so seriously, and being no fool, he quickly grasped the implications of her words.

He said,

“Is it because the Seed of Life shaping Phemys came directly from Avalon?

So, does Phemys, as a life form, possess certain ‘divine features’?”

“Smart!

Exactly right!”

Cui Si nodded, and then rested Murphy’s hand on her waist, as if rewarding the Lord for his perfect answer.

And through Phemys’s connection with the Mother of Midnight, Cui Si directly expressed her concerns about the little players.

She said,

“Maybe to you, what they call ‘Holy Light’ is just a catchphrase, but in this real world, Murphy!

So many people chanting the same name, and this name representing extreme righteousness and goodness, a title that can greatly earn the favor of strangers.

Do you realize what this means?

Once they really start preaching, perhaps with the pressure of the Black Disaster and the rise of Transylvania, you could create a new faith in no time, one that rivals the scale of the Winter Wolves Religion and the Old Education.

If it were just a clumsy attempt, that would be one thing, but I’ve asked them on the forums, and this ‘Holy Light’ they believe in has a complete set of doctrines!

They even have the necessary rituals and prayers!

They even claim to be a subsidiary legacy from an organization known as the ‘Order of the Silver Hand.’

Plus, given the rich emotions of the Warriors and their massive cluster appearances as Spiritual Consciousness, it’s destined that when they chant the name of a non-existent god, the ripples this will create in Subspace will be much greater and more real than those of ordinary believers.

This is terrifying, Murphy!”

Cui Si rubbed her forehead and spoke softly,

“I can hardly imagine the outcome once this Another World faith spreads across the Continent, so I suggest that you should start paying attention to this area in advance…”

“Shush”

Murphy, with an efficient wrist movement, pulled Cui Si into his embrace.

He reached out to caress the cheeks of the Scarlet Witch, which had become tired and lost their luster after two days of intense surfing, and said in a low voice,

“Then let them try.

You always think I can restrain my Warriors, but you’re missing one thing, Cui Si.

Me, and they, we and them, the entirety of Transylvania are already bound together at the core.

They are a part of us.

We shouldn’t try to separate each other.

How much worse can things get anyway?

We might be completely wiped out by the Black Disaster in a few months, and if by some fluke we survive, we still face the pressure from both the Golden Flower Kingdom and the Nordtoff Kingdom.

We must seize and use every power we can.

The Avalon Church has fallen, Cui Si.

On the level of faith, if we are going to resist the invasion of the Winter Wolf, we have to find a spiritual weapon for our people.

Holy Light…

If it can help me, what’s wrong with me, a vampire, personally endorsing it?

If my Warriors can really create a new faith, I will only applaud them for it!”

Murphy bent down and lightly kissed Cui Si’s lips.

After a few seconds, upon pulling away, he said softly,

“Speaking of which, I’ve always had a question.

Do ‘Sacred Warriors’ really not exist in this world?

With such a wonderful background and world setting, the absence of those zealous justiciars seems odd…

let’s personally remedy this regret, shall we?

You are the best theologian on the Continent, Cui Si.

I hope you can help them, to make the ‘Subspace projection’ of Holy Light appear as soon as possible.

Of course, this matter must remain confidential.

I’m about to welcome a new batch of foreign essences.

Do you want to join me in receiving them?”

Cui Si nodded, took out a handkerchief to wipe the lipstick mark from Murphy’s mouth, and said,

“Of course, every time I see them cross the world’s boundaries, it always feels like a marvel of fate.

And you’ve already planned the next ‘main quest’ with Milian, right?

You’re going to use the arrival of these new players to push the story of Transylvania into the next phase?”

“Smart!”

Murphy said with a smile,

“That’s exactly what I was thinking.

My Warriors have defeated Salockdale and quelled the Jackal and Wolf disaster, but they shouldn’t just be about destruction and battle, they should also participate in construction.

So I have decided to name the next phase ‘The Hundred Days of Great Construction’.

There are 4 months and 10 days left before the Black Disaster arrives!

We will take 100 days to strengthen our homeland, prepare all necessary things, and then put the whole of Transylvania on a wartime footing for the last month.

And then, when that day comes…”

Murphy stood up and, using the Psychic Hand, pulled a lady’s cloak into his palm before draping it over Cui Si’s shoulders, and also took the opportunity to wrap his arms around the Duke’s waist from behind, bending down to kiss the delicate earlobe that was like a piece of fine art.

He said,

“When that day arrives, let’s bet everything and settle once and for all with the malice of fate!”