My Players Are So Fierce

1731: 579.

The new faction of the Blood Vulture Clan is truly an eye-opener – Additional update [21/30]

1731: 579.

The new faction of the Blood Vulture Clan is truly an eye-opener – Additional update [21/30]

(Extra update for “Crow_13” brother [1/5])

Murphy led a strange combination of Cannibal Demons, Bear Goblins, and Goat Men, parading through like a spectacle in the morning light of the second day, appearing in front of the Blackflame Mountain Pass position.

This monster army formed by strange beings caused an unnecessary commotion and was naturally stopped by the Blood Covenant Followers, but when Murphy explained that these bizarre creatures were part of the newly established “Transian Foreign Legion,” even the well-informed captains of the Blood Covenant Followers were stunned.

This explanation itself was not difficult to understand, but as the Governor of Transia, would you like to listen to the vampire jokes you’re telling?

Do you know that in the last few Black Disasters, there were many Cannibal Demons and Bear Goblins in the Jackal Army that played destructive roles?

Wow, you really are going to any lengths to strengthen your forces, even resorting to desperate measures.

It’s advised that you’d better check your mind, dear.

According to the rule of Blackflame Mountain Pass, these dangerous creatures of the Dark Mountain Range are not allowed through, but unfortunately, Sir Morphy’s “connections” were indeed strong enough, and after the issue was reported, a directive from Lord Hether quickly gave these guys the green light.

Of course, the price of going through the backdoor was the wise and heroic Governor Morphy being called to Lord Hether’s office, where under Hether’s earnest instructions he solemnly wrote a five-hundred-word self-criticism, swearing in the name of the Blood Vulture Clan never to use those damn words that would hurt “dwarven feelings.”

But if you expect vampires to abide by such oaths, that’s simply a joke.

The lack of Divine Spirit does benefit the vampires now, as this kind of pledge is as weak as toilet paper to them, with no binding force.

Murphy can guarantee he doesn’t say those two words in front of Lord Hether, but when facing Loren, he’ll still say them if necessary.

In short, even though it took a little time, Murphy and his “Foreign Legion” still passed through the Blackflame Mountain Pass without incident under the “escort” of a large group of Blood Covenant Followers.

The defense here was obviously more stringent than two days ago, as Lord Hether had evidently also noticed the increasingly frequent prowling of jackal scouts in the regions near Blackflame Mountain Pass.

This is a dangerous signal!

Their appearance indicates that the Black Disaster has officially taken shape, and the first wave of onslaught is not far off.

At the same time as Murphy crossed the Blackflame Mountain Pass, the news from Lord Hether was also sent to the headquarters of the Blood Covenant Knight Order near the Brass Fortress, where Lord Paryen brought several “mystery men” escorted by Rose Knight Palano to the Brass Fortress.

According to rumors, the Lord intends to hold a high-level commander meeting there to jointly discuss the topic of the Black Disaster.

However, these situations of the big shots have nothing to do with Murphy, at least not now, as the honorable Governor of Transia does not yet have the qualifications to chat and laugh with those guys.

After directing the “Foreign Legion” into the desolate mountain area, Murphy didn’t immediately head to the Shadow Valley but chose another path down the mountain, advancing into the mountain area according to the map given by Adel and arriving at the village called “New Mejeva” an hour later.

This is where the shadow elves who fled settled temporarily, and also where Veylanther has been dealing with “attendant affairs” these past few days.

“Stop!”

Upon seeing the outline of the village established at the mountain foot, Murphy ordered his Cannibal Demon henchmen to rest here temporarily.

The dumb and lazy Cannibal Demons were already tired and were eager to rest.

Under the leadership of Military Governor Dazhuang, they strung up the Throne Wolf bodies they carried with sticks, lit a fire, and happily started barbecuing.

The Bear Goblins took the opportunity to rest, while the eerie and sinister Goat Men gathered to begin whispering among themselves.

“Something terrible must have happened in that village!”

An old Goat Scholar leaning on a cane said to his companions:

“The changing Spiritual Energy around here is filled with the scent of blood, and it’s not the kind of blood from a massacre; it must be some kind of blood-related ritual…”

“Considering the current situation, you might as well directly say it’s the First Embrace.”

Julia shook her head and said:

“It’s definitely some action conducted by the Blood Vulture Clan here.

Considering our currently delicate relationship with them, I think it’s best for us to pretend we haven’t noticed anything.”

A group of old silver coin Goat Men immediately nodded repeatedly.

The Goat Men, a small and often disunited group, often engaging in internal splits yet managing to make a name for themselves in the Darwinian sanctuary of the Dark Mountain Range, rely on this cautiousness and their frighteningly high intelligence compared to other races.

After tacitly skipping over this topic, the old Goat Scholar with a cane looked around and whispered to Julia:

“You’ve made an agreement with that Vampire Governor?

Julia, you know as a Level 2 Scholar, you don’t have the authority to represent the Dark Root, and the elders will be furious about this.”

“Then let them be angry.

The Black Disaster has occurred, and they can’t summon me back.

Moreover, they ignored our sentry’s plea for help there, and the promised support never came, which led to yesterday’s tragedy.

I have ample reason to believe that I and you have been abandoned, and besides, I already found Lady Triss the Honorary Elder.

After my mentor’s death, I have a new backer!”