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1421: 479.

Unlucky Guy’s Final Moments of Tearing Flesh_2

1421: 479.

Unlucky Guy’s Final Moments of Tearing Flesh_2

Only compared to the strengthening that initial consumption of Origin Blood brings to vampires, this quick self-healing isn’t all that miraculous.

“Just a little more and you could have completed the feat of challenging the Golden Tier.”

Phemys looked at Murphy, who was sitting cross-legged and recovering, and said in a teasing whisper:

“I should congratulate you, but I have to ask, what does it feel like to have a narrow escape from death?”

“It’s alright, it reminds me of a few months ago when I was still weak; it’s like experiencing ‘recalling bitterness to appreciate sweetness.’”

Murphy replied cooperatively, making the young lady laugh with delight, but then the vampire lord patted the pile of “trophies” beside him and said:

“Still, I didn’t come here for nothing.

Here!

Sharing is caring, take this claw and have Triss make you a short sword for protection.”

He picked up one of the four Wolf People claw blades lying beside him and tossed it to the young lady, then tucked the remaining three into his own pack.

Phemys looked at the undead claw blade in her hand, which was emanating the toxin of the Swamp Giant Snake, obviously a very rare crafting material on this continent.

Murphy had obtained from the King of Bone Biting not only several claws that were severed due to weakness from sunlight exposure but also a Bone Biter tooth and an eyeball of the King of Bone Biting.

These were the “consolation prizes” the vampire lord got from the failed “Golden Challenge.”

“Alas, at my current level, I’m far from being able to directly confront the Golden Tier.

I’ll leave this glorious yet dangerous challenge until after I break through the Silver Tier.”

Murphy stood up, draped a new blood-red cloak over himself to cover his wretched appearance, looked down at Phemys and said:

“Triss is on her way here, but there’s nothing left that requires her intervention.

While the Swamp Giant Snake is trapped here, I am going to take a walk in the Swamp Forbidden Area with Triss.

Can you handle things here?”

“Of course I can!”

The young lady fluttered her wings to hover in the air, nonchalantly throwing out a Spiritual Energy Blast to tear the clouds apart again and let sunlight into the town below, providing the players, who were flying kites against the wind, with another advantageous terrain.

She dragged out her voice and said:

“The dangerous King of Bone Biting has been weakened by you to this point, if I can’t handle the rest, then I’m way too weak to be the leader of the Midnight faction.

Don’t underestimate the strength of the development team members, Sir Morphy.”

“Alright, you new staff member are pretty confident.”

Murphy curled his lip, waved goodbye to Phemys and then spread his wings to rapidly glide away from the battlefield.

Colonel Fraser, who was commanding the artillery fire from the hillside position outside the town, soon saw a crimson streak descend from the sky.

The Governor of Transylvania with his huge Blood wings hovered in front of them, saying:

“Halt the artillery fire!

Brave soldiers, your mission in this battle has come to an end.

I must congratulate you, for facing a Legendary Creature, not only did you demonstrate extraordinary courage, but you’ve also earned the respect of the Transia People.”

“But the giant snake isn’t dead yet.”

Behind Fraser, Major Ron, who no longer covered his terrible Baldy hairstyle, argued pointedly:

“That’s our Pioneer Army’s prey!

We’ve resolved to present the Legendary Serpent’s head as a gift to the capital of fog.

I firmly believe this trophy will add luster to King Louis’ birthday banquet this year.”

“News of your victory over the Wolf People King and the giant snake will also please King Louis when it reaches the Goldenrod Palace.”

Murphy waved his hand, saying:

“Killing the giant snake could indeed make you legendary, but leaving it alive may be more useful for the upcoming Black Disaster.

It has already fallen within the town and is powerless to resist; we will trap it until all its secrets are unveiled, and then let all the soldiers involved in the battle decide its fate.

I assure you that your King Louis will receive a war trophy that will make him jubilant and allow him to boast to the guests at his birthday party, but right now I need you to stop the firing!

This is not a request.”

Major Ron was obviously dissatisfied, but Colonel Fraser realized that the situation seemed complex.

Looking back at the position behind him, the colonel had to reluctantly admit, the high-intensity bombardment not only exhausted the artillerymen but also pushed their field guns to the limit.

The barrels were filled with hazardous Burning Gold residues, and if not cleaned, continuous firing could easily lead to a burst barrel.

So, under Murphy’s gaze, Colonel Fraser and Ron discussed with Major Dune for a few seconds then gracefully gave the order to cease combat.

With satisfaction, Murphy nodded and turned to sprint toward the depths of the swamp.

Watching the red wings disappear from his view, Major Ron spat rudely to the side, exclaiming:

“These vampires have a way of thinking that’s utterly incomprehensible.

I can’t imagine what they want to do with that giant snake.

Do they really want to tame such a Legendary Creature?

These guys are just too arrogant.”

“Maybe they have some kind of ‘secret technique’?”

Major Dune shrugged his shoulders in consolation:

“Our soldiers need rest too, this outcome isn’t bad, because our valiant fight today allows us to add the mark of a giant snake to our family crest, ensuring that we will be recorded in the legends that are passed down through generations of our family.

Hey, although we knew before setting off that as long as we survived, our family would be proud of us, I didn’t expect that the mission to earn glory for the family would be completed so quickly.