My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2731 -911: Huh? Did I Wake Up Too Fast? Why Are Witch Hunters Killing Aliens With Vampires!

The room in the Blood Vulture Tower used to belong to Sarokdal, lavishly adorned and, not to mention, the collections within the room were worth a fortune. Previously, there was no hope, so these expensive items were even lesser than a wonderful feast of blood, but now that they were about to return, these collections and the room itself gained value.

The Elder plans to tidy it up again.

When the Duke of the New Blood Vulture and Sir Murphy come to the city for inspection, this will be the place where they stay.

However, there is an even more important matter awaiting the Elder’s orchestration.

He carefully closed the door, striding to a small shrine situated before the fireplace in the room, he knelt down like the most sincere devotee with his vampire body, crossing his hands over his chest, he softly murmured with closed eyes as he did in the past:

“Ah, great and serene Midnight Mother, this city that has been under your protection for so long is about to face a turning point, please grant your followers divine guidance; should we reveal your existence to our brethren in the material realm?

After all, vampires who have never been of interest to the Divine Spirit now having their own god is… astonishingly scandalous, even imagining with the root of my wings I know what terrifying echoes it would trigger.

Oh Divine Spirit, please grant me your guidance.”

He acts like an utterly devout follower, but since vampires have been unrelated to the Divine Spirit since the dawn of the era, this leads to this Vampire Elder having a devout stance but without any ceremonial form in his prayers.

Just like how humans cannot describe a color they have never seen, devout vampires do not know how to communicate and converse with their own god. Tch, “devout” and “vampire” together really is quite repulsive.

Yet no response or guidance returned from the shrine.

This was not unexpected.

Ever since the brave and fearless Envoy of Avalon crossed the Star Realm to reach Cardman City, bringing news from the material world, this shrine and its power fell silent as if having completed its mission, leaving the city it once protected as quietly as it appeared.

The Vampire Elder patiently waited a few minutes, not seeing any response, he realized his prayers failed again, which led him to inevitably wonder if everything he witnessed and encountered in the past nine months were mere figments born from despair in his mind?

But one thing is certain!

Cardman City drifted in the Star Realm for nine months without being sent into subspace by the Twilight Cultists to become abominations, certainly not due to the protection of those two layers of Nocturne Enchantment.

This city has been watched by some force for a while, and that is the main reason why this group of Star Realm Wanderers can survive until now.

“Alas,

The Elder stood up and dusted off his clothes, glanced at the self-made shrine of very abstract shape, he smirked and said:

“So, the lack of divine guidance means this matter requires my decision, as it might lead our faction of vampires to be purged as heretics. Hmm, is this the pressure of leadership?

No wonder Sarokdal always wore a somber expression without the slightest hint of a smile, leading seems glamorous yet extraordinarily difficult.

Thank goodness, finally someone is willing to take this mess off my hands, and it won’t fall apart in my hands anymore.”

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In the jubilant city anticipating the return to the material world, deep in a dark alleyway outside Fink Street, Old Norman donning a new iron mask led his fervent followers in battle within this twisted Land of Shatter.

The spatial layout of the alleys and streets was completely shattered, resembling a labyrinth.

This is one among the aftereffects brought about by the city being eroded by Star Realm forces, in fact, Cardman City was already fragmented before falling into the Star Realm; now it is pressed together by an incomprehensible construct similar to these shattered spatial structures seen throughout the city.

If you called these “secret sanctuaries,” then the number of secret sanctuaries in Cardman City certainly exceeds over a hundred.

Most of them are forbidden places; who knows what dangerous things are lurking deep within the labyrinths of these shattered spaces, after all, this city drifted in the Star Realm for nine months, now no one would be surprised if a Star Realm Magma Giant Lizard jumped out of one secret sanctuary.

But the region where Norman currently is, holds significant importance.

The base camp for those heretics in the city who succumbed to despair and followed the Twilight’s allure is located here, in theory, the number of people succumbed to despair should be considerable given Cardman City’s circumstances, yet Norman found, surprisingly through on-site visits recently, that the city does not harbor many heretics.

Most people are indeed very desperate, but they refuse to bow to the World-Ending Cult.

Not that Cardman City folks are inherently righteous, it purely stems from indications of guided thought, some power is preventing them from joining the Dusk…

The mere existence of this phenomenon sent shivers down Norman’s spine.

Such extensive and rapidly effective mental manipulation, unnoticed by those affected, is the handiwork of a Divine Spirit! No wonder Cardman City persisted in the Star Realm for so long, it’s not merely a mortal’s miracle.