My Players Are So Fierce

“But don’t you also use spiritual energy? The Death Moon Sect’s Netherworld spells are also driven by death psychic power. By your reasoning, haven’t you also fallen?”

“Hey, stupid vampire, the death psychic power and sun psychic power used by us Sanghai people are different from those on your continent!”

Mentioning this made Nifytelli even prouder.

She straightened her pitifully flat chest and, with great honor, loudly said:

“Our ancestors, under the guidance of the creator, signed a faith contract with the Death Moon and the Brilliant Sun. Through this, we use pure psychic power to study the mysteries of death and purification. Although it’s also spiritual energy originating from the subspace, the creator’s great power shelters the Origin Land, ensuring that our power is untainted by any demon filth.

If you don’t believe me, ask your Triss. The Crimson Witch will tell you.”

“That’s indeed true.”

Triss couldn’t refute this fact. She sighed and said:

“The psychic skills of the Sanghai people are fundamentally different from the psychic systems on the continent. They almost never fall into the confusion and mental pressure caused by long-term exposure to psychic power.

This is why they are called the gatekeepers of the Netherworld in the material world. When I went to the Moon Holy City to steal knowledge, I actually wanted to learn these psychic skills, but later I found that this thing is simply impossible to learn.

Because these Sanghai people also study the way of elements while using psychic power. The combined effect of the two forces creates this magical ‘pure’ effect.

However, the way of elements has long since disappeared in other places on the continent.

Besides, the bad news in this aspect is that we vampires cannot sense elemental forces at all. It’s as if we are hated by the gods, and the elements also despise us.

Alas, this identity of the Eternal Sinful Descendants really makes one feel the vicissitudes of fate…

What’s with that look in your eyes?

Heavens, Murphy, do you want your warriors to pursue the way of elements again?

Please spare them!

They are already busy enough.”

Murphy rolled his eyes.

Triss really doesn’t know the cost of being in charge. For the sake of developing a new professional system, this Dog Planner has started losing hair. Finally, a new career path was discovered, and as a member of the development team, this is your attitude?

“Hey, Nifytelli, during your time in Transylvania, are you willing to take apprentices?”

Murphy shouted to the Mummy Girl, who had already started calling upon elemental forces to open the Ice Coffin:

“To be honest, my warriors are also very interested in the way of elements. The problem is they couldn’t find a suitable shaman mentor to teach them the entry-level mysteries before. I can pay you.”

“I don’t need money. After being resurrected, I gave everything to the Netherworld.”

Without turning her head, with her hands wrapped in mystical flames melting the ice, the Mummy Girl said:

“Besides, the way of elements is notoriously difficult to get started with. Even the Sanghai people, who are most favored by the creator, cannot all learn it, let alone those otherworldly spirits under your command. Ha, who would have thought?

I’ve actually seen through their true identities. They are a group of psychic projections, cleverly disguised as flesh and blood creatures by Triss.

But they can’t fool me, a true Walker of Death.

The rules of death in this world don’t apply to them… I’ll tell you quietly, even the Netherworld Will dislikes them, because every time they dissipate and are reborn, the balance of life and death is broken.”

“Let’s not talk about death for now. Let’s talk about the way of the shaman.”

Murphy said:

“I could use creator’s artifacts as the mentor’s salary…”

“Bang”

Murphy’s words made Nifytelli’s hand tremble, and the unusual fire in her hand, which had no psychic vibrations, instantly went out of control and spread out.

In an instant, it turned into a firestorm, and a few seconds later, under Nifytelli’s grinning control, it burned a large hole in the Ice Coffin that could allow several people to pass through.

This demonstrates the strength of the Mummy Girl before them; the elemental fire, clearly out of control, was forcibly suppressed by her again.

She shakily turned back and theatrically wiped the bandage wrapped around her head with lifeless eyeballs used as ornaments, staring at Murphy, saying:

“What? What did you just say you’d pay with?”

“Creator’s artifacts, also known as the creator’s legacy.”

Murphy casually summoned an intelligent shuttle to hover in front of Nifytelli and said:

“If you agree to take on apprentices, I can give you a whole set of such grade creator’s artifacts as your remuneration.”

“You! You you you! You must have found an unknown origin of artifacts near Transylvania, didn’t you?”

Seeing the shuttle that could not possibly have been made in this era, Nifytelli immediately screamed:

“All origins of artifacts belong to the creator, Murphy! You cannot desecrate these holy items through trade, take me to see them! Creator above, Bayek Mentor would be so happy he would dance.

The Sanghai Empire hasn’t discovered a new origin of artifacts in three hundred years.”

“Well, I can’t just simply open up my biggest secret for you, Little Mummy.”

Murphy reached out to calm the excited Nifytelli’s head, saying:

“First agree to teach my warriors the way of elements. If possible, teach them the orthodox spells of the Death Moon Sect as well. Let’s do it this way: If you can teach a hundred Black Iron apprentices, I’ll take you to that origin of artifacts for a tour.”

“Ah, you selfishly occupy the origin of artifacts without respecting the creator’s majesty, you bastard vampire!”

The Mummy Girl screamed:

“Watch out, we’ll send a Sun Ship to blow your Transylvania to smithereens!”

“Don’t try to scare me. Those are just a few fully automated patrol airships belonging to the Eden District. If your Sun Ship dare to come, I’ll immediately activate the museum’s defensive forces to shoot down your Sun Ship!”

Murphy lowered his voice and said:

“Do you really think I know nothing? Little Mummy, let me tell you quietly, I’m somewhat of a ‘creator’s legacy expert’. I even know where the ruins of the Eden District are.

Want to come for a spin?”

“Of course I want to! That’s the common goal of all Sanghai people.”

Nifytelli, hearing Murphy casually mention the “official name” of the Sun Ship, immediately went silent, realizing that this seemingly ordinary handsome Vampire Governor was not simple, and that he even knew the secrets of the legendary Eden District.

After hesitating for a moment, she extended her little finger to Murphy and said:

“I can teach them, but when you go to the Eden District, I want… never mind! After the Black Disaster, you must come with me to the Origin Land, Murphy. I can guarantee your safety, but the knowledge you hold is really important to us!

The Sanghai people have been preparing for a great plan you can’t imagine for over a thousand years, and every piece of knowledge about the Golden Age is crucial to that plan.

Please believe me, you’ll definitely be treated as an honored guest by all Sanghai people.”

Murphy’s eye twitched, as he looked at Nifytelli’s extended little finger and said:

“You silly, why are you still so childish even as an undead? I think you’d surely have a lot in common with one of my eternally immature warriors; I’ll introduce you sometime. As for going to the Origin Land…

Let’s get through the Black Disaster first.

Besides, we’ve lingered long enough at the old Earl’s doorstep; let’s go pay a visit to the old Earl and the Countess, we don’t want people saying we’re uncultured.”