My Players Are So Fierce

In the breath of Mannis, which swayed like an entrance to the abyss, the luxurious war chariot appeared to have been abandoned for a thousand years, weathering and breaking in the blink of an eye.

The elite jackal-man voodoo army guarding Botana seemed to accelerate into aged decay, transforming from robust youth to frail old age amidst their terrified screams.

Deprived of strength, courage, and will, they couldn’t even hold the heavy weapons in their hands.

Mannis did not kill them.

But this was not because the Endless One was kind-hearted; it simply didn’t want to waste time on these small insects.

Its goal was quite specific: Botana.

To be precise, the power of the golden extraordinary principle possessed by this Golden Jackal.

This gathering of material-world force could not help Mannis rid itself of weakness, but devouring extraordinary principles could quickly allow a half-god of the Star Realm like it to grasp knowledge unfamiliar to it.

For demigods who generally live forever, this is the most interesting leisure entertainment in long life.

After all, demigods also need to “learn.” Alas, in the good old days, what the supplicants from the material world often needed was pure power.

Demigods, never lacking in this, could always grant it freely.

However, as time passed, the supplicants also became wiser and began to chase after wisdom instead of brute force.

This put some Star Realm demigods, who were not good at thinking, into quite embarrassing situations.

For example, one day someone contacted Mannis through a mysterious ritual and sought a solution to Fermat’s Last Theorem…

How should the demigod respond?

Saying it doesn’t know?

Damn, demigods also have a reputation to maintain!

Due to this terrible trend, knowledge has become the most popular item of trade among Star Realm demigods.

Although Mannis had terrible relations with other demigods, it also understood the value of being prepared.

Having one more core of extraordinary principles could be something to offer when cornered, preventing a beating, which indeed was a pleasing thing.

Ah, look at this damned life, even bending the proud back of the Endless One.

If not for the damned Ao causing chaos, how would the mighty Time Snake fall to such a humble state?

“Hurry up and get to work!

Stop wallowing in self-pity!”

The urging from Murphy made Mannis snort in response.

The powerful yet proud Time Snake roamed freely through the air with its immense body.

It quickly located Botana, who had dodged the temporal breath using a voodoo extraordinary principle.

The cunning Claw Chief Mother was using a technique to teleport herself out of danger.

But the Time Snake laughed mockingly; it didn’t stop her.

It merely watched as Botana disappeared in the golden-red voodoo stream of light, then yawned and tossed a “supreme time reversal” to that location.

A few seconds later, the wide-eyed Potana Matriarch got forcibly “pulled” back here from thousands of miles away by the power of time.

Hey, where are you running off to, sister?

If you don’t have any oddities that can block time plundering or forcibly stabilize the flow of time, then you should stop struggling today.

And judging from Botana’s performance, who was dragged back to the battlefield by time reversal, the Claw Chief Mother indeed doesn’t have such an object…

Ha, how miserable.

After all, there is an entire power class level gap between demigods and gold.

To be unprepared and targeted by a malicious being like Mannis, Botana is just like Black Iron being eyed by Silver – in 99% of cases, it’s a massacre.

Of course, a miraculous Black Iron like Murphy doesn’t count; he can easily take down 80% of Silver Rankers.

And the most terrifying part is, Murphy is on his way here with his “Revenge Army”.

The Vampire Governor flapped his wings, wearing heavy armor, wielding a chainsaw sword, swiftly navigating through the filthy dark storm.

Behind him were the shouting, incredibly excited Foreign Warriors.

The winged vampire players each hung two non-vampire players, brazenly passing through the dangerous Star Realm energy in the celestial acceleration Murphy threw out, bringing 500% super-fast speed, much like a vampire transportation team.

Most NPCs would not attempt such a reckless and risky move, but dodging Star Realm grime is no big deal for players.

After all, back in the ruins of Cardman City, that’s precisely the kind of work they did, having grown accustomed to those ghostly spirit attacks.

Obviously, Murphy is a very courteous lord, and such a prominent figure like the Claw Chief Mother trying to leave the mortal realm would surely warrant his presence for a send-off.

This is part of the millennia-old vampire etiquette and should not be taken lightly.

“Ah, my terrible collaborator is coming to trouble you, jackal-man.”

Mannis continued to throw time-disordered energy balls in the air, occasionally smashing down a bolt of Psychic Lightning, playfully toying with the miserable Chief Botana like a cat playing with a mouse, while mocking:

“I’ve never seen anyone who could anger him to this extent.

He is such a kind vampire, yet you really have enraged him.

It seems that after cruelly extracting your golden extraordinary principle, I still have to leave you alive to quell his anger, lest he does something even crazier.

Hmm, let me tell you a secret, he can indeed do things more crazy and terrifying.

Poor jackal-man, you’ve launched a war, but you don’t even know whom you’re fighting against.

In their popular saying, this guy is a blatant hack.”