My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2761 -921: Mosquito: Who Do You Think You’re Looking Down On? Watch Me Blow Up Your Cannon!

The same room, the same tea room, the same rhythm, the same person brewing that seemingly never-ending tea.

However, today’s self-reward had barely begun and was yet to be enjoyed when “Slave Master” received urgent orders from higher-ups, conveyed to him at the door by his most favored apprentice.

“Activate those Golden Era weapons found in the military warehouse of Eden District? And it’s merely to support a group of wolf people doomed to die?”

The Slave Master’s response was filled with confusion, and he questioned:

“Can you confirm this is a directive from the Honorable Monk Leader? I don’t see any reward worthy of the resources we’re expending. Unleashing these powerful weapons shouldn’t they be reserved for more valuable targets, like launching an Arrow of Destruction to obliterate Murphy and his little faction.

We don’t have that many resources that can be used arbitrarily. Shouldn’t such strategic assets be used more wisely?”

Facing his query, his disciple immediately responded:

“I have confirmed it is indeed the Honorable Monk Leader’s directive. He seems to have anticipated your skepticism and has told me he can personally explain the significance of this mission to you.”

“Never mind, he’s the decision-maker and we’re the executors. The past has proven time and again the Honorable Monk Leader’s wisdom and foresight in such matters, so we fools should refrain from wasting time in debate.”

The Slave Master sighed deeply after a few seconds, saying:

“Although I think using these precious weapons to destroy a solar ship is excessive, if he deems it worthwhile, then let’s proceed and have our technicians activate the weapons immediately.”

“Also, my mentor, the Monk Leader orders us to take a set of ‘Vanguard-level’ armaments from the warehouse and deliver them to Transylvania at the fastest possible speed. He suggests they might be needed.”

The apprentice said again, making the Slave Master frown even more.

He asked:

“What’s happening over there that warrants such an oversized deployment?”

“We still don’t know the specifics, but our Star Diviners observed that the thirteenth star of the Lupus Constellation dimmed, signifying Silver Wolf Helsun’s death. Meanwhile, the wind in the material world continues to blow; its whispers mean Su escaped disaster, and also that the certain victory on the central battlefield is undergoing an inexplicable reversal.

Perhaps that’s the reason.”

“Alright, alright, Murphy indeed is quite extraordinary. If I weren’t part of this organization, I would have praised his series of performances with ‘a hero emerges among the youth.’

Alas, my family member really had an eye for talent, finding such a remarkable partner at a young age.”

The Slave Master let out a long sigh and said:

“Well then, I’ll personally deliver the goods and visit my ‘niece.’ Her father instructed me on his deathbed to take good care of her. As an unqualified elder, after my niece strayed off the right path, I should fulfill my responsibilities.

Then, I’ll leave the weapons launch to you, my disciple, to make the contribution needed for our cause.”

“As you command, mentor, I will not disappoint you.”

The Slave Master’s apprentice responded.

As usual, she turned lightly and left. As she reached the corner, her keen hearing caught the sounds of a woman’s painful sobs and the crack of a whip coming from the mentor’s room, which made the apprentice shiver, and inwardly she thought her mentor was truly a major pervert.

Even by the Shadow Elves’ standards, he was an incurable sadist.

Isn’t he tired of doing this every day!

However, considering the stories overheard from her talkative kin about the mentor’s past, even if only a tenth of them were true, then this sadism seemed more like a response to his traumatic early life.

Alas, those who are hateful must have their own pitiful reasons.

Of course, she dared to voice such thoughts only in her heart. Her mentor could establish his own faction within the Twilight Organization in such a short time, relying not just on his unparalleled assassination skills.

He was also a very capable and adept leader, at least in her view, if she could become someone like her mentor in the future, then her life wouldn’t be in vain.

With such thoughts, the Slave Master’s disciple left the base, boarded a Creator’s Vehicle speeding underground, and in less than ten minutes, arrived at the place where their faction stored important items.

This was a Golden Era relic located above ground, a military-grade warehouse base.

Many Shadow Elves were active here, all members of the Slave Master’s faction, and devoted to studying the creator’s knowledge, the “research-oriented talents,” and, of course, some fellows sent by the Scholar Faction to lend a hand.

“Is everything ready?”

The disciple asked the busy Shadow Elves in a professional area:

“The commanders require us to immediately launch a destructive weapon to destroy the Sanghai solar ship currently cruising over the Moss Valley. Can we achieve that with our current operational knowledge?”

“That’s a rather unprofessional question,”

A male Shadow Elf, who appeared to be a supervisor, retorted: