My Players Are So Fierce

2004: Chapter 669: Even Without Players, the Lords of Transylvania Will Still Fight!

2004 -669: Even Without Players, the Lords of Transylvania Will Still Fight!

Position No.

2 has fallen approximately three-quarters.

The remaining quarter is covered by the Nocturne Enchantment, forming a “salient”.

Two Nocturne Core Crystals are placed in the same area, drawing power from underground spiritual energy nodes to form a double shield of sufficient strength that the Wolf People cannot break it with claws and weapons.

Even meteorites falling will be blocked.

This “strategic artifact” appeared on the battlefield, marking the end of the Wolf People’s attack this time.

The Claw Chief Mother must gather enough Psychics to break through this crystal fixed at the spiritual energy node.

This thing is a manifestation of vampire secret techniques.

It is a sacred defensive object created by the Clan of Secret Blood specifically for the Blood Vulture Clan.

During the Cardman City disaster, Murphy and Triss found three of them, while the other four were buried in the ruins.

As the Stonemason Brotherhood began to rebuild the city, two more Nocturne Core Crystals were found.

But the last two Core Crystals have disappeared.

Triss guesses that these things might have been swept into the Star Realm, while Murphy’s guess is even bolder.

The Endless Manis said that there are still a hundred thousand people living in Cardman City in the Star Realm, and the main reason they can survive there is likely because they managed to activate the two Core Crystals in the Star Realm.

In any case, the Nocturne Enchantment is a very magical thing.

Equipped with the Nocturne Wand in Triss’s hand, its debut at the Blackflame Mountain Pass was a stroke of genius that reversed the battlefield.

However, the cost of achieving this is terrifying.

The old players were nearly wiped out!

Before dying, they killed enemies several times over, making Position No.

2 truly a “river of blood,” but there is no time for sorrow anymore.

When Murphy returned to Position No.

3 with a large pile of psychic packages containing equipment, he found the equally exhausted Maxim.

“The defense of the Nocturne Enchantment has limits.

Once the Claw Chief Mother arrives, the enchantment will face a real test.

We can’t put all our hopes on this thing.

You must make a plan.”

“An attack plan?”

Mark asked, and Murphy shook his head and said:

“Prepare for retreat while attacking!

I have a premonition that the Split-claw Jackal-men will pull off something unimaginable at the Blackflame Mountain Pass.

I know that the commanders under Lord Hether are determined to hold out here, but if the worst happens, you must ensure a quick retreat passage.”

Three days later, when the players resurrect, I will lead them to hold Position No.

3.

You need to retreat to the rear of the position, resting while secretly operating.

Triss will send the remaining two Nocturne Core Crystals to Shadow Valley and the Maginot Line, and the two crystals here will also retreat when necessary.

Also, bring the Goldenrod People’s officers to me, I have something to instruct them.”

“Okay.”

Mark had no objections and immediately got up to take action.

Murphy swayed, feeling a bit dizzy, wanting to find a place to rest, but in the next moment Triss’s hand supported his arm.

The Crimson Witch, with a scolding and concerned tone, said:

“Look at yourself, I seldom see you so disheveled.

How many enemies did you actually kill?”

“2000?

3000?”

Murphy shook his head, saying:

“After more than 1000, I stopped counting.

Though maybe only one-third of them were Wolf People?

Triss, I suddenly realized we’ve been focusing on digging pits for the Wolf People but neglected the Gnolls, who are seemingly negligible but very important.”

I now understand, the Black Disaster was nominally initiated by the Wolf People, but the Gnolls are the main cannon fodder.

Their numbers are terrifying.

We kill them slower than they breed, we must find a solution…

please send this to Old Flywheel for repair.”

Murphy took off his broken Chainsaw Sword with even the teeth broken, handing it to Doris, who was sitting nearby resting.

She wanted to chide him but seeing Murphy speak, she quickly became alert and dashed towards the Psychics clutching the Chainsaw Sword.

Triss supported Murphy in finding a suitable place, but the Governor suddenly remembered something.

He shook his head, with a peculiar resistance, threw out a white chair called “Pavilion” and sat down himself.

You could say, sitting on this thing after a battle is truly a pleasure.

“We must replicate Hog’s success among the Wolf People and find a way to enlighten civilization among the Gnolls.”

Murphy, breathing heavily, took the blood-drenched wine handed by Triss.

He drank it in one gulp, then with a strange expression, picked out some bent Wolf People’s mane from his mouth.

Uh, this was an accessory from sucking blood off the enemy during the Bloodthirsty fight earlier.

Hmm, seeing this, Murphy suddenly thought of a bad vulgar joke.

He curled his mouth, saying to Triss:

“I remember the Blood Claw Clan had an old Gnoll named Gold Teeth?”

“It’s not possible, Murphy, Gnolls are not Wolf People; they don’t have a ‘civilization system’.

Their social form is quite loose, and there is little connection between tribes.

They are several stages behind Wolf People in terms of civilization.”