My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2801 -934: Harmonious God Laohei’s “Deadly” Assassination! (Part 2)

“Regarding the ownership of the Kafuhoka region, I want to discuss it with her face-to-face.”

“You’re being too hasty, Murphy.”

Andre’s head started to ache again, and he said:

“You’d better leave such diplomatic matters to Governor Milian. With Klim Fortress collapsed and Cardman City reemerging in the material world, this issue can still be discussed a bit further. After all, the most strategic point of Kafuhoka is already in your hands. My sister is no fool.

Perhaps after some private exchange of interests between both sides, it may work out. But the Black Disaster hasn’t ended yet, and you’re overtly demanding it. Even if my sister wanted to concede, she couldn’t do it in this manner. She can’t disrupt the authority she’s painstakingly established.”

“You are also a ruler, Murphy. You should be able to understand her dilemma.”

“It’s not like I’m asking her to immediately return the land.”

Murphy shook his head and said:

“I just want to test her attitude on this matter, while also using my status as Governor to report to my esteemed Queen about the achievements during this time. Rest assured, even for your sake, I won’t make your sister’s situation difficult.”

“Alright, I’ll take some time to head back.”

Andre felt relieved. He knew Murphy had a very respectful attitude towards women, and trusted his assurance. Then he picked up his drawing board, bade farewell to Murphy, and departed with the company of Little Zuo and Xiao You. Along the way, he discussed art with His Highness Prince Hu Fu, and the two young nobles conversed quite amicably.

But Murphy remained before that broken throne.

Gazing at the weathered stone seat, he recalled the brutality and grandeur of the Hunting Divine Kingdom he previously witnessed in visions. Those memories contrasted sharply with the desolate scene before him.

A divine spirit, who just days ago had descended with hunting marks to boast menacingly, was now completely gone.

This made the vampire truly feel the hidden ruthlessness and indifference beneath the bustling surface of this world he inhabits. In an era where even divine spirits cannot preserve themselves, is there really a beautiful ending waiting in the future?

“This place is about to collapse. You should probably leave quickly.”

A voice beside Murphy reminded him, with goodwill, but the vampire waved his hand and said:

“I know, I’ll leave in a moment. But first, I’m just saying goodbye to a not-so-familiar bully friend here. However, I’m curious, can divine spirits so easily appear in other divine kingdoms, Lord Ao?”

“Generally not. The rules for stepping into another divine kingdom are complex, but The Master of Hunting’s death means this special area nurtured within the subspace has no owner. I can take this opportunity to meet with you.”

“My intention is to view your existence not through the eyes of mortals, but from my own perspective.”

The voice was gentle, but Murphy felt anything but relaxed.

The Star Realm Dragon appeared beside him in a projected form to truly “observe.” He could sense the sight of the Eastern Holy Spirit seemed to penetrate his flesh and behold his soul. It was a completely different feeling from being stared at by The Master of Hunting, and his hair stood on end under that implicit pressure.

He knew Ao was restraining the power, otherwise merely a moment under that “Eye of Purification” would make a Midnight loved one like himself uncomfortable for quite a while.

“You didn’t speak like that before. The imposing ‘I have arrived’ still leaves a deep impression on me.”

Murphy turned around and looked at the “person” behind him dressed in traditional Calum attire.

It was a tall figure with a dragon’s head and a human’s body, also adorned with a tail. A Dragon Ball that represented the power of clouds and rain floated beside it. With tiger eyes and fish whiskers, Azure Mist’s cloud mane decorated its neck like a scarf. This image was so iconic that it made Murphy almost want to shout, “East Sea Dragon King, are there other treasures in your treasury for Old Sun?”

“I can speak like that, but you might prefer this gentle, equal conversation.”

The Eastern Holy Spirit responded to Murphy’s teasing. He only projected a wisp into this broken, ownerless land, and Murphy guessed that others couldn’t see Him, so he directly asked:

“You’ve seen me, what’s your conclusion?”

“It’s okay, not as dazzling as I imagined, but you’re full of a grounded sense of steadiness. Unlike a drawn sword with its edge exposed, you understand how to conceal the blade in its sheath. Nurturing the heart and sharpening the blade means you can walk further on this not-so-easy path.”

The Holy Spirit gave an evaluation that was neither entirely good nor bad, and then transitioned the topic by saying:

“You’ve already obtained Su’s divine power. Are you planning to return it to Su?”

“That depends on whether Old Su Head wants it back.”

Murphy said frankly:

“But I feel there’s a high chance Old Su Head won’t take back that thing. Although Kulkan is a deserter, she accurately describes the mindset of new gods. Old Su Head has benefited from adversity this time, shedding the border contract in an abnormal way, and other gods are likely envious to tears.

“However, since you’ve come personally, you must have your thoughts on this matter. So, what do you want me to do?”

“My stance is not important.”

Ao shook his head and said:

“I just see an unsettling direction regarding the future in this matter.

The border contract is a special product of a special era. Even without your involvement, it has already begun to quietly unravel. Not only has Su freed themselves from it, but Lady Spider will also escape from it, and this matter is destined to be completed by your own hands. I have no intention to judge or intervene.