My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2507 -836: Today, I, Murphy, Will Turn the Heavens Upside Down!

“Hey! You’ve just seriously mentioned something terrifying!”

Deputy Claire, dressed in tight-fitting armor, exclaimed with wide eyes,

“Is this even a topic for discussion?”

“Even if Lord Paryen were here, I’d say the same, and he wouldn’t be able to argue with me.”

Murphy snorted, activating the control panel and starting to connect Eden’s signal for initialization. This thing needed some time to adapt, so the handsome vampire turned and leaned against the machine control panel, which was glowing blue, and said to the vampires before him,

“What I said is just the truth, and now I’m giving you all a heads-up! In a few days, you will all come with me to a place, especially you, Babro.

Hold onto the Greed Fragment you’ve got. I’ll show you the sins of the ancients, and I hope you’ll be bold enough.

Now, let’s talk about distribution.

I’ll start with the requirements.

You take my stuff, and you’ve got to fulfill your roles. My requirement is that starting now, Blood Vulture, Blood Fear, and the White Mountain Faction must be formally united as the ‘Midnight Secret Party.’ I’m not talking about some child’s play allegiance game; I mean a true union!”

His gaze swept over the few people before him, saying,

“Abandon the clan and tradition of division, let’s start reforming the backward and decayed blood race system from our three families. Our division a thousand years ago was merely a byproduct of disaster; it doesn’t represent our fate. Yet, foolish Dukes are unwilling to abandon their narrow views,

that’s right, I’m talking about Shani…

I’ve hinted to her about this, but she’s completely uninterested. Under that dignified appearance hides a soul that’s conservatively incurable.

Even Lord Paryen is the same.

The lord has always lived in the echoes of the past, and even such a perfect leader isn’t someone who can create the future.

The ancients can’t create the future I want, but you can!

I mean, we can!”

“Damn!”

Babro understood Murphy’s intention. The always bold pirate looked around, lowered his voice, and said,

“You want to unify the blood race? That’s the same old tale and absolutely crazy ambition. Our Blood Fear Clan is willing, but what about the Dukes?

Lady Triss goes without saying; she’ll definitely listen to you.

But what about the others?

Don’t tell me you’re planning to eliminate Shani and Old Edward, then drag the Clan of Secret Blood out of the shadows, and finally challenge Lord Paryen, the protector of Midnight Tradition?”

“If that’s what it takes, then I’ll do it!”

Murphy glanced at the far-off power armor compiling the automatic AI, saying,

“I can defeat them, I’m not joking, but mere defeat isn’t enough to clear away those entrenched decaying thoughts. The entire blood race needs a reform from the bottom up.

Persuading the Dukes isn’t the start of reform; it’s the end!

We need to spread new ideas throughout the blood race society, do you understand what I mean?

Completely abandon the Blood Covenant, end that kind of unequal relationship!

Some might think things are fine as they are, but in my view, it’s simple. With a leash in hand, all you’ll ever get are slaves and hounds, there’s no hope for true friendship and shared ideals. The truth is always obvious.

Would a slave fall in love with the master’s whip?

If they truly fall in love with it, then you’ve got something to worry about.”

“But if there’s no Blood Covenant…”

Andre was still hesitant, Murphy knew what he wanted to argue, he shook his head and laid bare the contradiction in the most direct way. He said,

“Let me give you even more explosive news to help you think.

You might not know this yet, but the Midnight Mother isn’t just a catchphrase anymore.

Everyone, a Divine Spirit has been created by Salockdale through annihilating his entire family, waiting only to be completed for the vampire’s divine entity to birth. But like the Master of Hunting, from its birth, it’s been polluted.

Which means once the vampire’s god is born, all vampires, including us standing here, will irresistibly fall under the manipulation of the subspace.

We fought against the Wolf People to slay the fallen Master of Hunting, but how do we fight against ourselves?

Do you understand?

It’s not that I want a thorough and bloody reform; it just has to be done! The Blood Covenant is a subspace conspiracy, it’s been so since the moment of its birth. Everyone, it’s a net that weaves all vampires together.

Once the source corrupts, not a single vampire can escape!

We lack faith, but the Blood Covenant is more terrifying than faith.

I don’t know what you think, but after witnessing the tragedies of the Wolf People and the Brass Dwarves, I certainly don’t want myself and Triss to fall into a fate worse than death. I’m not asking you to give me an answer right away; you still have time to think.”

Upon finishing, Murphy took out his stylish mechanical pocket watch and checked the time, saying,

“Discuss amongst yourselves here, I’ve got to go find the cherry topping on the final piece of cake I want to get.”

He stepped away, and after a few steps, Andre stopped him by the shoulder.

Count Bai of White Mountain watched him, saying,

“I can’t betray Duchess Shani…”

“Then you’ll have to give up your sister!”

Murphy stared into his eyes, shoving the jealousy Origin Blood Shani had given him into Andre’s hand, speaking calmly,

“Don’t tell me you didn’t sense the hidden conflict between your sister and Shani. Shani has elevated your sister to the throne and claims to be the shadow of Lupa, but the problem is, does Lupa really need such a shadow that tries to shape its future with her ideas?

If your sister is as perfect as you’ve described, even if only a tenth as perfect, then she absolutely won’t tolerate her future and the kingdom’s future being arbitrarily directed by a Vampire Duke!

Your sister and Shani’s conflict will eventually erupt!

So, Andre, make a choice.

Don’t be too greedy.

You know very well, you can only choose one!”