My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2295 -766: The God of the North Wind Helplessly Announces Responsibility for the Wolf Disaster

Murphy arrived at the Winter Shrine later than planned, but the God of the North Wind had no objections.

On one hand, Su’s descendants had done something terrible, and as the Racial God of the Star Realm Wolves, Su also felt guilty.

On the other hand, as a Divine Spirit residing in the subspace, it was impossible for Su not to sense the heartrending wails of the “Mother of Midnight” that had been echoing in the Gloomy Nebula since the Cardman disaster.

The secrets of the world are always simple in the eyes of the Divine Spirits, who know full well that if Triss’s matters are not handled properly, an evil god representing vampires could descend at any moment, which would be far more severe than the awakening of any Ancient Gods like the Master of Nightmares.

“As you can see, I’m quite exhausted now.”

Murphy stood before the Winter Wolf Shrine, which had already been cleared in advance, his face a bit haggard. Tonight, Triss seemed particularly fierce, and Sir Morphy and his kidneys had suffered tremendously.

He touched the Winter Wolf Shrine and sighed, saying:

“I also understand that this wolf plague has nothing to do with you, it was entirely Silver Wolf Herson acting on her own, but I still have to ask, why do you keep such a disobedient daughter around? Waiting to kill her for everyone’s amusement during the festivities?

She’s clearly a disaster!

You should have drowned her in a chamber pot at birth.”

“Buzz”

An illusion of cold and icy mist covered Murphy’s eyes. His body remained in the physical world, but his spirit was transported to a rather wondrous domain.

On the frigid mountain peak blanketed in endless snow, under the light of a full moon, a giant wolf resting on the mountaintop platform was close at hand.

It was truly as massive as a mountain…

Just a single tooth exposed during its slumber rivaled a millennial tree, no wonder one of the Nordic Three Divine Artifacts, the Wolf Blood Holy Sword, could be made into a double-handed sword.

By this scale, the wolf fang gifted to Hero King Boris by the God of the North Wind could very well have been one of Su’s baby teeth shed during childhood.

The enormous size of this white Moonlit Lone Wolf before him gave Murphy a temporary phobia of gigantic creatures.

This is Su’s visage.

It’s not just this wolf; the entire area is Su’s visage, also showcasing the powers Su possesses—cold winds, falling snow, icy mist, sharp fangs, and that not-so-clear moonlight.

Indeed, although Su rarely uses moonlight as a symbol of divine power, it indeed contains a portion of lunar divine attributes.

Of course, this, like Kulkan’s Purification Fire, is just a secondary power derived from the superimposition of other forces and doesn’t represent Su’s core strength.

“Regarding Herson…it is indeed my failure in not teaching her well.”

A weary voice echoed in Murphy’s ears, devoid of the majesty and indifference from when Murphy “invited the god” before. It seems even a Divine Spirit becomes helpless and desolate when it involves their family matters, like an old man unable to manage his household.

This indirectly proved that Kulkan wasn’t lying.

After the millennia-long border wars, all the gods were very tired. They desperately needed rest.

“Although I’m quite interested in your family trivialities, considering our current circumstances, I’d rather not listen to your past stories.”

Murphy, standing amidst this Divine Spirit visage, softly said:

“Since the bad things have already happened, we must find a way to resolve the issue. I assume you are prepared for Herson’s fate. Although I’m unsure how I will deal with her, I believe I will achieve it, so I hope you are ready for the loss of a daughter.

Honestly, this isn’t a bad thing.

As the Racial God of Star Realm Wolves, the fact that Herson could successfully launch a wolf plague on the material world without your permission indicates there’s a significant problem within your wolf pack.

Luckily, you’re not a God of Faith, otherwise, I’d have to prepare a funeral for you in advance.

But I’m curious, is Herson’s little maneuver related to the subspace? Is this some sort of pollution action targeted at you, similar to the risks that Kulkan and Gaia faced?”

“No.”

Su decisively replied:

“The Star Realm Wolves don’t have faith; my faith is connected to Nordtof, so to pollute me, you’d have to start with the people of the Great Wilderness. This wolf plague is merely Herson’s desires at work. Murphy, are you familiar with the survival model of wolf packs?”

“Not really. I’m not a Hunter, but I’ve heard some things from George.”

Murphy softly said:

“Herson is like a young head wolf challenging the old, frail Wolf King, right?

She believes you are feeble and no longer fit to lead the thriving Star Realm wolf pack, particularly since, after attaining godhood, you haven’t been able to return to the Star Realm for millennia, so your wolf pack has essentially been managed by Herson on your behalf.

The occurrence of such a problem was anticipated, but I’m puzzled, your offspring are numerous, and Herson isn’t the most favored nor the most powerful one, so how can she so easily control all the wolf packs?”

“Because I also need wolf packs on the subspace battlefield, Alpha.”

Su provided a reason Murphy couldn’t refute and projected the fleeting images into Murphy’s eyes, showing him the scenes of Su leading thousands of giant wolves sweeping through blazing foes in a burning ruined world.

They fought in collapsing temples, tore through lost cities, and moved freely over extinguished stars.