My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2285 -762: Oh No, the Sly Head Is Here—Handsome Murphy, Run!

With the crimson of war surrounding him, he grinned fiendishly as he swung his battle axe down once more.

In the next second, he was blown away by Manson’s counterattack, losing more than half his life. After all, being a poisonous Golden One, any casual strike was lethal, but Brother Meow’s battle axe had already cut into Manson’s waist and abdomen.

This Earth artifact belonging to the Shield Dwarves clearly inherited the grudges of the two races and became increasingly frenzied as it cut into the body of the Wolf Man.

Perhaps the Mother Earth was voyeuristically watching; either way, Manson already felt the numbness in his legs and looked down.

What a sight!

His own feet were petrifying upward from where they touched the ground.

Damn it, why is your Dwarf Divine Spirit as petty as your believers?

Such a noble Mother Earth is using an axe swung by an Avalon believer to sneak attack me, a sixty-something old Wolf Man, isn’t that right?

And what about you, Red Knight of Avalon?

How can you, a follower of the God of Nature, use the sacred relic of another’s Mother Earth?

Does your Avalon have no divine weapons for you?

Damn it!

Your “mix-matched” style is going to cost someone’s life now!

“Sigh… seems I don’t have the upper hand…”

Old Manson sighed.

With his legs completely petrified, he could no longer hope to escape. This guy was straightforward; knowing his doom was certain, he quickly retrieved a bone vial from his waist, uncorked it, and swallowed its strange liquid in one gulp.

As a barbarian priest, he had many mysterious dark arts up his sleeve, not necessarily good at attacking, but definitely first-rate in putting on a mysterious front.

For the priests of the Master of Hunting, the body’s death didn’t necessarily mean the end of life. The Pī zhǎo Clan had many ways to preserve souls, and if the Potana Matriarch hadn’t been targeted by that bastard demigod the Endless One, Potana could have likely escaped the fate of death.

Luckily, the measures Potana prepared for herself but never used were finally utilized by Manson.

“Feel honored, Transylvania marauders…”

Old Manson looked at the members of the Big Bird Team surrounding him as he spat out black blood and cursed:

“You nearly killed a servant of the Master of Hunting today, haha, just so close… Death is a door, and I hold the key. See you next time!”

“Little Hand is dead, a life for a life! Kill it!”

Ring Attack roared, pinning Manson to the stone with his dual blades, and Three Five Battles and Brother Black Silk followed up with a few stabs, making sure the guy was thoroughly dead.

But even at the moment of death, he kept laughing. This old Wolf Man, with all his fur and skin burned away and covered in scorch marks, laughed hauntingly, yet a second before the life vanished from his eyes, his murky pupils suddenly widened.

He saw an arrow, wrapped in eerie crimson light, whistling toward him.

The thing almost traversed the entire battlefield, flying with a strange whistle through high-speed rotation, piercing Manson’s torn heart with a single shot. The massive rock behind him silently shattered under the impact, and only then did the crimson runes engraved on the arrow shaft quietly light up.

“No…”

Manson used his last ounce of strength to utter a weak screech, then tilted his head and croaked his last.

“Swish”

A silhouette, like a red lightning bolt, dashed over and quietly landed beside the members of the Big Bird Team.

It was a tall individual, holding a black war bow adorned with Abyssal Destiny Spider motifs. The Ranger battle attire in Elf style was decorated with many vampire-like gloomy ornaments, and a large Midnight Rose mark was present on the swooping cloak behind.

Just short of embroidering the word “Justice” in big letters on it.

“In the name of judgement!”

She crouched beside Manson’s corpse, touched the arrow she shot, and as soon as her fingers made contact, the entire arrow silently shattered, but the dancing crimson runes landed one by one on Manson’s miserable remains during her incantation.

“Servant of the Evil God, I convict you of slaughtering the innocent, worshiping chaos, committing vile acts, proclaiming war and soul corruption among numerous crimes! Though your body is dead, your sins are unforgiven; you’re sentenced to endure endless spiritual toil to atone for your sins!”

As the raspy voice fell, the Big Bird Team members around seemed to hear Old Manson’s screams returning from afar, like heavy punishments being laid upon him, shackled, and denied freedom.

They all looked at each other wide-eyed, wondering what this cool and formidable mysterious Blood race elder sister was doing?

Following the Supreme Lord’s orders to retrieve the Third Lord, Ms. Yvette Ryad Capadosia, the “Arrow of Punishment,” stood up. Under the owl-shaped battle helmet, she glanced around at the Transia People with an eerie laugh.

She reached out to feel the robust chest of Three Five Battles, teasingly saying:

“First time hunting a Golden One, right? Didn’t know these guys’ souls also needed to be eradicated after killing their body? Well, you rookies have a lot to learn, but your courage is commendable! Come to my tent tonight, I shall reward you in the name of the Blood Covenant Clan.

No need to be shy, you can all come together, I quite enjoy group games… Besides, where’s Murphy? Why can’t I use teleportation to reach where he is? I hear he’s the handsomest among the young vampires of this generation.

Click click, truly mesmerizing…”

The Third Lord, eyes aflame, licked her lips, looked again at Lena flying across the sky, and whispered to Brother Meow beside her:

“Also, who is that blood vulture hottie above making my body heat up, and breath rapid? Could you introduce her to me? Sister will reward you. Ah, ah, this trip was indeed worth it, suddenly having two targets, really makes one feel overflowing with anticipation.”

“Uh, ma’am, you’re talking, why are you undressing?”

“Of course, as a reward for you, the original taste, oh, how? Not interested? Do you want the underwear? Even the already-wet panties are fine… if you can help me nab that top-notch hottie above us~”