My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 1947 -650: Wise Wolf in Action – Bonus Chapter for the “Little Lamb” Brother [3/5]

“Ding”

The collision of sharp blade and scabbard produced a crisp sound as Murphy, maintaining the sword pose, canceled the Star Realm Slow and Heavenly Acceleration. Behind him, the crimson storm created from extracted blood was like five or six crisscrossing crimson Dimensional Slashes, clearing out over thirty ordinary Jackal Barbarian Soldiers in one blow.

This was a complete re-enactment of the “ultimate move” from the Sacred Blood Festival’s player challenge, but this time with an Ancestor’s Power boost making it appear more sinister and intimidating.

Most importantly, it was cooler!

Yes, among the three advantages, Murphy cherished the last one the most.

After all, as a noble main storyline NPC, how could he impress players without showing off a few signature skills when making his debut?

However, besides looking cool, upon closer examination, its killing efficiency was not as high as Murphy hacking his way through a group of enemies slowed by the Star Realm with Heavenly Acceleration. It even consumed some destructive power due to overly emphasizing the “crimson Dimensional Slash” pose.

But as the saying goes, as an NPC, being able to fight is only the second key to your status in the eyes of players; the first is always to look cool enough.

This simple truth has been proven over and over since the appearance of Lord Sephiroth, affectionately nicknamed “Little Sa General.”

As long as you’re cool enough, plenty of players will let their values follow their looks. Most importantly, Murphy considers himself a vampire lord with quite high moral standards.

He certainly wouldn’t do something like destroy the world.

Murphy turned around holding the Monkey Version of Enma-Dao given by a player. In the small clan camp behind him, most of the Hyena Wolfman Warriors were dead or wounded, and Murphy’s three major “lackeys” were performing the final cleanup of the fleeing adult male Hyena Wolfmen.

The full team-up of the Bloodthirsty Devil Sword, Astral Lone Wolf, and Blood-Drinking Spirit Vulture guaranteed that this pitiable little clan without even a Silver Overlord would soon be “neutralized.”

Of course, as per Murphy’s prior orders, the female Hyena Wolfmen and cubs always get to escape alive. By their tradition, when Hog’s men came to take over, these survivors would automatically become members of the “Wise Wolf” faction.

Whether they would seek vampire revenge in the future because of tonight’s events was not Murphy’s concern, anyway, his Vampire Players would forever lament there weren’t enough monsters…

No way, the players’ flexible moral compass wouldn’t let them be constrained by “ethical issues” on such matters.

Of course, if a group of beautiful elf maidens tearfully complained to them about their clan’s catastrophe, the players might hesitate for a couple of seconds.

Alas, there’s no human rights for uglies in any world.

“Swoosh”

Sister Adel emerged from the midnight shadows, holding a blood-drenched rapier. She reported to Murphy:

“The small squad of Hyena Wolfmen to the east has been cleared, master. All loot has been gathered and, per your command, will become part of the Wise Wolf army’s logistics supply.”

“Hm, how about Bonnie?”

Murphy beckoned the necessary evil back and asked:

“The Clan Guard’s speed of action can’t be slower, right?”

“Miss Bonnie has already moved forward to scout the path for you.”

Adel whispered:

“You know, I don’t have the authority to command them, and Miss Bonnie’s mind is a bit… She is just carrying out the Grand Duke of Triss’s order to ensure that you’re kept out of harm’s way.”

“Triss always treats me like a powerless little baby, as if without help, I’d choke on soup and die.”

Murphy complained:

“Although I am indeed weak before her, this undue parental care is truly enough.”

To this, Adel offered no comment.

This was quite a prudent move, vampire tradition forbade her from freely commenting on a Duke. Moreover, if Bonnie heard rumors and came with her sword, with Adel’s current martial prowess, it would be hard to escape a beating.

Considering Bonnie’s strange “taste,” Adel thought it’s better not to provoke the Mad Woman.

“Let’s go, there’s nothing more to see here.”

Murphy spread his wings and slowly rose; Reveno also returned to his side from the star vortex, and George was sent back to the Ancestral Forest since he was the new Wolf King there, forever busy with offspring and patrolling the territory.

Adel followed her master into flight, and the two headed swiftly towards the mountain pass in front. Murphy soon noticed Bonnie’s figure, the iconic perfect stance of the Rose Knight beside her.

This flamboyant guy, even in this desolate place, managed to keep his crimson cape perfectly groomed, standing on the most prominent rock so the cape could sway perfectly in the night wind, showcasing the most flawless arrival stance.

This spot was definitely chosen by him, prepared specifically for this meeting. So, these perfectionists are genuinely terrifying. In maintaining their crafted exquisite persona, they will do any depraved thing.

Murphy folded his wings and rapidly descended, changing stance mid-air, as his wings flapped twice, suspending elegantly before Palano.

The two stunningly attractive men nodded to each other with the most stylish, elegant demeanor in the serene night.