My Players Are So Fierce

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect.

When facing the subspace fracture opened by the Plane Diamond again, Murphy took less than five minutes to seal it this time. The reason for this speed wasn’t just Murphy’s skillfulness but also because this fracture wasn’t completely opened; it merely developed a crack and was timely intervened.

It’s a textbook case of smooth resolution of a “subspace event.”

As for the World Burning Demon Warrior rushing into the material world through the fracture and the Chaos egg used to maintain the fracture… well, in the presence of important figures like Triss and Shani, such minor problems don’t warrant Murphy’s personal intervention.

“It’s calling me from the other side, damn it.”

Triss rubbed her forehead in front of the fully sealed subspace slit, saying to Murphy:

“I can hear its wailing. Has that guy learned to act pitiful now?”

“It’s not necessarily acting pitiful; it genuinely wants to give everything to merge with you into one, but we won’t allow that result to appear.”

Murphy touched Triss’s cheek with his hand enveloped in Omega Power, waking her from the state of being summoned. Such a gentle “detox” made the nearby Shani stomp her foot unhappily, what’s the meaning of this, Dog Murphy?

When detoxing me earlier, you used a slap directly!

Isn’t this a case of double standards?

Just wait and see how I’ll punch you, Dog Murphy, hard enough for you to physically understand the power of a woman’s fist!

“Slow down, easy now! Damn it, there’s something in my heart; pull it out first.”

Only after the World Burning Demon Warrior and Chaos egg were resolved, Duke Pablo the Bloodfear, who served as a sacrifice, was released.

At that moment, he was extraordinarily weak, clutching his heart as he leaned against the burned altar.

Andre then solemnly wore gloves before reaching out to grip the item nailed to Pablo’s chest. With a firm tug, amidst the Bloody Captain’s roar of pain, a peculiar wooden stake nearly penetrating his body was pulled out.

The thing emitted light and heat as it was extracted, causing the surrounding vampires to recoil, covering their noses, as if witnessing the unlucky divine spirit of vampires.

It was Murphy’s first time seeing something effective against vampires, and Triss beside him explained:

“This is a holy stake used by the Sanghai Hunters from the Origin Land, made of Solar Wood and blessed by priests of the Radiant Sun Society, very effective against all dark creatures, but it’s especially damaging to vampires.

Although it cannot kill us, it can temporarily seal our midnight powers, and once nailed into the heart, it immediately weakens us.

The troublesome part is, the effect of this thing doesn’t weaken with your rank. Even if Shani and I were impaled by a holy stake, we would equally become weak, but don’t worry, the true holy stake is quite rare.

It’s part of the category of Solar Artifacts, even the Sanghai people can’t mass-produce them.”

“Sounds downright evil.”

Murphy commented with a stern face, then, unburdened by any qualms, he placed the dozens of holy stakes Andre pulled from the hearts of other Blood Fear Vampires into his own bag.

Such useful items surely need to be utilized well, particularly since he had numerous enemies within the Vampire Society.

“I always knew the composition of the Blood Fear Clan was peculiar, but I truly didn’t expect that a pirate leader like you could fall to such a plight.”

Murphy squatted down, throwing a bag of fresh blood to Pablo, who looked weak, saying:

“I originally expected you, Local Snake, to help my wolfman servant achieve great deeds, yet you yourself are in a bind requiring me to personally assist you. Counting the previous instance when you were besieged by Ratmen, this is the second time the Blood Vulture Clan has come to your rescue. So, Captain, aren’t your performances a bit too subpar this time?”

“This time was an accident, cough, I was initially holding back to show my skills in front of these established families, but who knew I’d face betrayal upon return.”

Pablo couldn’t maintain his “cool pirate” demeanor, frowning and saying:

“I’ll count this as owing you one. Claire, stop admiring your new clothes and quickly retrieve our flagship taken by traitors, then invite our esteemed guests onboard to discuss matters. This place is too shabby; we can’t have distinguished guests stay in such a messy location.”

“What about them?”

Andre helped Pablo up, pointing at the traitor pirates who stayed in place, each looking afraid yet eagerly at the captain. Count Bai of White Mountain quietly said:

“These people are traitors; you should punish them.”

“Punish my ass, the Blood Fear Clan doesn’t operate that way. If you can’t accept a group of crew members eager to overthrow you, then you aren’t fit for this line of work.”

Pablo sighed, trying to muster his spirits to shout to his subordinates:

“Go on, follow Deputy Claire to reclaim the flagship!

Hang all the traitors from the ship’s mast until they die from sun exposure. As for your betrayal, take thirty lashes and contribute a third of your treasures, those unwilling should find another path ahead of time. When the Blood Fear Fleet arrives, don’t plead innocence.”

“Willing, of course willing!”

“Thank you, Captain, for your great kindness; we have nothing to repay it!”

This group of guys, upon hearing they wouldn’t have to die, immediately became boisterous as if receiving a pardon, and fawning they followed their fiery Deputy Claire to reclaim the flagship seized by traitors.