My Players Are So Fierce

2220: Chapter 741: The Good News Is, Murphy’s Discovered Bug Hasn’t Been Patched Yet; The Bad News Is…

2220 -741: The Good News Is, Murphy’s Discovered Bug Hasn’t Been Patched Yet; The Bad News Is…

Lena felt like she was experiencing a second death.

It was like when she escaped from the cage of the Circle Tower before and got hit in the back by those bastards with a Super magic · Fission technique, releasing a chaotic teleportation at the last desperate moment.

She didn’t really care where her body would land; she just didn’t want her body to be desecrated by those bastards after death.

As the most famous “beautiful mage” in the Circle Tower and even the Human World, Lady Lena’s exquisite appearance needed no further description.

She was highly praised by her harsh peers as the most elegant spiritual energy flower of Celyon lineage, her appearance being the perfect imagined form of Celyon women.

Of course, this perfection wasn’t entirely natural.

Though she had a good foundation, after stepping into the heavenly secrets of spiritual energy, Lena also used some “Psychic Plastic Surgery” to achieve the ultimate dream of all women.

But that wasn’t the issue at hand.

The problem was, she never expected that on the desolate coast of Antani, a stereotypical “body from the sky” would fall, and after being rescued by that magical girl Qiuchote with something strange, she could taste the arrival of death for a second time in such a short period.

Ah, how unlucky am I!

It seems that the smooth sailing in the first half of my life has used up all my good luck.

In a daze, she felt an indescribable pain.

It was as if all her blood was flowing in reverse and then drained from her neck; she felt her body shrinking, life accelerating towards its end, but quickly, that blood, bearing a power not belonging to humans, surged back into her body.

The cold power from midnight not only brought back vast vitality, it also silently transformed her dying body and healed her wounds, pulling her ambiguous consciousness, which was already seeing her great-grandmother gently waving at her, back into her body once more.

“No…”

Having seen so much, Lena was, of course, aware of what was happening to her body.

She tried to resist this damned fate, but the judgmental frailty from Lord Paryen made it impossible for her to resist even on a conscious level.

She could only passively accept everything called the “Midnight Blessing” and, in a state of utter reluctance, drink the “Immortal Liquor.”

This also indirectly confirmed that the initial embrace and blood covenant weren’t as beautiful and perfect as described by vampires, with plenty of loopholes, which could be one of the reasons Murphy hated this blood bond.

Lena lay in the coffin, feeling her previously shattered heart recovering its beat, and her strength returning.

With each breath, she reclaimed her own power!

Of course, anger was burning, like a silent guide, so that the moment she opened her eyes, Lady Dragonflame instantly teleported out of the coffin, preparing for a Super magic · Dragon Breath, the scorching spiritual energy gathering at a bewildering speed, intending to turn everything detestable in front of her to ash guided by Lena’s anger.

“Ahem, aren’t you being a bit too extreme?”

A pleasant voice sounded by her ear, and Lena’s world-destroying fury vanished as if castrated in an instant, forcing her back to reason, even forcibly interrupting her ready-to-launch Dragon Breath, causing her to cough out a few wisps of comically black smoke.

Desperately, she realized her body and mind were screaming for her to kneel to the owner of this voice.

Although she could still resist this urge to serve, based on her understanding of vampire midnight culture and traditions, Lena could basically determine that her resistance would at most turn into a repulsive desire for devotion within two months.

She would long to present herself as a gift to this vampire and would feel an intrinsic joy from each of his praises.

She would lose her proud intellect, completely reduced to another vampire’s plaything.

Damn it!

This would be a life resisted by anyone with any idealism, and she had already fallen into the trap.

“Could you not have so much drama in your heart?

You know, during the initial phase of the blood covenant, before you learn to conceal your thoughts in front of me, I can sense all your psychological activities.

Including those very rude things you just thought about…

I can tell you directly, sir, it’s just that I currently lack the Origin blood, which makes me unable to return your freedom, but please believe, my eagerness to complete this task is far greater than yours.

The initial embrace is not something enjoyable or desirable for me either.”

Murphy’s voice, laden with extreme helplessness, echoed before Lady Lena, causing the Dragon Flame Master to stare at the excessively handsome, overly young vampire with an extremely complex gaze.

While speaking, Murphy opened the psychic current of the Desire Ability, allowing Lena to sense his heart’s thoughts.

This direct confirmation also made Dragonflame certain that the vampire was not lying; he truly wished to grant her freedom, but unfortunately, the remaining Origin blood had been used up in previous actions.

“This was an accidental incident, your situation was dire, and Lord Paryen discovered this and thus arranged for the initial embrace this time.

You know, honestly, there aren’t many ways left on the continent to transform your dire situation into safety.”