My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 1949 -650: Wise Wolf in Action

“You want to completely take over the valley of the Pestilence Clan? You want the Elite Skeleton Army that took the Flesh Tearing Pavilion underlings more than forty years to secretly nurture? Tell me, what do you plan to do with them?”

Murphy asked mildly, making Hog’s eyes brighten up.

Ah, truly Sir Morphy!

I had never revealed my true intentions to anyone, yet he pieced together this truth just from scattered information.

“Of course, for the great endeavor of ‘God-slaying’, my master.”

Hog said softly:

“I claim to offer my people another choice, so I cannot behave like those chieftains who disregard human life. I cannot use my followers as mere consumables, and when we attack the Moss Valley in the future, this well-numbered and elite undead army will definitely come in handy.

More importantly, I need to demonstrate the potential of the ‘Wise Wolf’ faction in this matter.

The Pestilence Clan is known as a tough bone in the entire Dark Mountain Range. If I can solve this problem perfectly, then in my subsequent ‘visits’, those difficult chieftains will accord me and my followers the treatment we deserve.

For you, this matter also holds considerable profit.

The valley of the Pestilence Clan has been managed for over forty years, my master. While stealing the bones of strong Wolfmen, they also took up grave robbing.

But they lack a reliable way to monetize it.

I know there is a rich treasure hidden in that valley, and I intend to present it to you to aid our precarious finances in Transylvania.

The terrain of the entire valley is excellent; it’s a crucial point on the three roads leading deep into the Dark Mountain Range, and your warriors will also need it, just as they pursued victories in Wolf Castle and Shadow Valley.

After the Pestilence Clan leaves, those sinister novelties left behind don’t even need cleaning. As the warriors would say, it’s practically a natural ‘team dungeon’, my master.”

“Ah, I’m getting tempted here.”

Murphy chuckled lightly and said:

“So, what reason do you have to hammer the final nail that will make me decide to join this seemingly thorny mess?”

“Of course, it’s the dusk! My master, the lackeys of the eternal enemy of the creator are plotting quite a dangerous thing within the Pestilence Clan.”

Hog pulled back his hood, and those wise eyes stared earnestly at Murphy as he said gravely:

“These exiled brothers, after realizing their errors, told me and Tear Flesh everything they encountered. It turns out that the Source faction within the dusk had ulterior motives when they raised Tear Flesh and formed the Pestilence Clan.

They seemed to sow a seed casually, just like their actions in Westerburg.

And now, they’re here to collect the interest.”

“One of the servants of the Origin infiltrated the valley!”

The now Moon Necromancer Tear Flesh used his undead voice to explain at this moment:

“That guy was supposed to make contact with me, to have me lead the clan in response to the Claw Chief Mother’s call to join the Black Disaster, but my accidental death caused him trouble.

My disciples were trained by me to be extremely aggressive, and they competed with each other for control of the clan, leaving the servant of Origin unable to find a stable agent to maintain the situation. He was forced to participate in the division of the Pestilence Clan and chose my seventh disciple as his puppet.

He assisted that ambitious but incompetent guy in launching a purge within the clan to seize power.

These exiles are the losers who fled from the clan after the purge, bah! Such disgrace, how could I have students as insignificant as you? Not even the courage to die together with your opponents?

So disgraceful, fleeing like a lost dog; if they hadn’t met us, they wouldn’t have faced a good end in the Dark Mountain Range either.”

“Hmm, it seems I’ve come at just the right time!”

Murphy squinted his eyes and said:

“So, is a representative from the Pī zhǎo Clan about to arrive?”

“Yes, the confidant of the Claw Chief Mother is already on the way.”

Hog explained:

“The Matriarch, who is focusing on Transylvania, not only wants the people of the Pestilence Clan, but she also wants them to awaken the Skeleton Army beneath the valley as her main force to breach the Blackflame Mountain Pass.

But I guess that cunning Matriarch will never get the news she desires.”

“We have Palano Knights.”

Murphy said:

“The messenger from the Pī zhǎo Clan can be handed over to him, the lackeys of dusk to me, and I’ll refrain from interfering in the internal affairs of the Pestilence Clan! After all, I’m not a Wolfman, I have no authority to decide for the Wise Wolf Pavilion.”

“No, no, no, my master, I also have no authority to decide the future of the Pestilence Clan.”

Hog humbly shook his paw.

He said calmly:

“Sir Tear Flesh is the chieftain of the Pestilence Clan, where its future leads depends on his word.”

“So, what are you fools still waiting for?”

Tear Flesh impatiently chided:

“Didn’t you hear what the Wise Wolf Pavilion said? The Pestilence Clan needs a ‘reliable’ new chieftain! We only need one answer, and we have seven answers in front of us…”

“Puff”

As soon as these words fell, a toxic bone claw was ruthlessly thrust into a fellow clansman’s heart by a Plague Warlock, and almost instantly, a chaotic battle among the seven erupted, causing Palano to frown.

It was evident that the Rose Knight had objections to such a blunt selection method.

“Don’t be afraid, the bodies of the losers will be turned into Undead Servants.”

Murphy said softly:

“The cause of the Wise Wolf allows no waste.”