My Players Are So Fierce

Everything witnessed there gave Lord Paryen a clearer understanding of the recent battle at Blackflame Mountain Pass.

“Our strategy had flaws.”

The Lord looked at the Shadow Valley before him, gently stroking the head of the Flying Feather Unicorn beneath him, and said softly:

“Aurora, I made a terrible mistake.

I misjudged the main attack direction of the Wolf People.

If only I had sent Yvette or stationed here myself.

Perhaps Hether wouldn’t have…

Ah, I’ve let my offspring down.

She is now exiled deep in the Star Realm, accompanied only by an Evil God.

Midnight Mother above, what a dreadful fate.”

“Neighhhhh”

Aurora neighed.

It was asking its master if he needed it to take him to the Star Realm?

As the only rare beast on the Continent, Aurora’s abilities were immense.

Even the Star Realm wasn’t unreachable, but Paryen merely shook his head.

“We can’t find a way to restrain the Lord of Darkness.

Even if we bring Hether back, little will improve, and it might accelerate the unsealing of the Lord of Darkness by returning it to the material world.

Murphy’s handling of this matters was not wrong.

Staying in the Star Realm can let Hether hold out longer.

The Lord of Darkness cannot permit its earthly vessel to die; it must use energy to protect Hether’s life.

This could be seen as a sort of disaster delay.”

Aurora snorted.

Clearly it didn’t agree with this delay tactic, but being a well-behaved steed, it chose not to argue with its master over such trivialities.

So it began to descend, flapping its wings and leaving a trail of fantastical light in the air.

This scene quickly caught the attention of some veteran players wandering in the valley, and Little Wei Ming and the student group, responsible for air defense today, quickly spread their wings to intercept the unknown entity.

However, upon seeing that awesome Unicorn, Little Wei Ming’s eyes widened instantly, her wings tensed up sharply, and she shouted to the equally awestruck students beside her:

“I want this one!”

“Uh, I’m afraid you can’t afford this, Little Rich Lady.”

Little Brother Fu, who also took to the air, scratched his head and said softly:

“This mount with built-in light effects and unique modeling obviously belongs to something the developers planned on digging later; I assume it won’t be available for purchase at this stage.

Hmm, maybe this is a trial by the developers for in-game item payment model?

If it’s such a mount, I’m not against using my New Year money.”

“Are you guys crazy?”

Cheche, feeling a mix of envy and jealousy, mentally mocked this group of rich folks, but he pragmatically said:

“Anyone riding something so extravagant must have extraordinary status.

I think we should do a check?”

“What’s the point?”

The newbie Piggy, who had just turned into a vampire, didn’t care for such flashy things.

As Lord Paryen approached, he casually threw a Reconnaissance Magic over, then the info popped up before his eyes:

Name: [Millennium Lord / Blood Alliance Grand Duke] Vernon · Payen · Capadocia

Template: ???

Grade · Gold Body · Faction Leader

Profession: ???

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/ Artist · Specialization in Painting and Music

Character Evaluation: Like a deity

Alert!

Your Reconnaissance Magic was sensed by Lord Paryen, who disliked your rudeness and used the [Eye of Judgment] on you.

You are judged with sins of arrogance / brutality / sloppiness / foul-mouthed, resulting in a 70% reduction in all attributes, sealing of combat skills, and suppression of Blood Vulture Clan talents down to 20% of their original effect.

This condition lasts for 24 hours.

Gaining Lord Paryen’s forgiveness will reduce the duration.

“Damn!”

In that instant, Piggy visibly weakened.

His wings began to shrink and he couldn’t maintain hovering, plunging toward the ground but was caught mid-air by several sharp-eyed students, preventing a lethal landing.

But Piggy’s weakness taught other players a lesson; this vampire is truly not to be trifled with.

“It’s…

it’s our Vampire faction leader, the legendary Lord Paryen.”

Piggy weakly shouted:

“Quickly!

Make way, don’t obstruct him.

The lord just glared at me and I’m about to die, damn, is this the pressure of a top-tier strongman?”

“Ah?

So this is Lord Paryen?

He’s so handsome!

I feel like he’s even more handsome than Sir Murphy.

I like his aura, so distant and cool.”

“Stop raving, hurry up and clear a path for the incredibly powerful Lord Paryen!

You guys, quickly go down and disperse irrelevant people, don’t let those clowns crowd around the Lord on the ground.

If you anger him, one big move from him could wipe us all out.”

“Does he even need a big move to deal with us?

Just a glance from him and we’re finished, okay?”

The group of vampire players was terrified, but soon turned jubilant at the appearance of their faction leader.

Thus, under the watchful and twitchy eyes of Lord Paryen, those strange offspring of the Blood Vulture Clan began to form an “escort formation” around him, with two fellows waving banners ahead, descending while shouting in odd voices:

“Millennium Lord, wise and mighty!

The divine presence descends; idle people retreat!”

The Lord originally intended to keep a low profile, discuss some matters with Murphy and Triss in Shadow Valley, and leave, but thanks to these guys, low profile was not an option anymore.