My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2828 -943: The Origin of Bloodlines, the End of Fate (Part 2)

Certainly! Here’s the translation:

“I don’t have much to say.”

Deathclaw whimpered, and this self-reference made Murphy subconsciously glance at George lying nearby, because if he remembered correctly, that dumb wolf had also used such a self-reference in their first conversation.

So, you canine creatures are really universally infuriating!

“What about The Master of Hunting? Did it exhibit any noteworthy characteristics?”

Murphy asked again, and after thinking for a moment, Deathclaw replied:

“That thing is a lunatic! Completely insane! After seizing Huggesen’s body, it spent a full thirty minutes using a poor vocabulary to curse you vampires, showing not a shred of the reasoning or dignity a Divine Spirit should have.

But…

But that guy went out for a trip.

Unsure whom it went to see, when it returned, it wore a suit of iron armor, just like yours, wicked vampire.”

“Oh? Someone gifted The Master of Hunting a set of Power Armor? And then it decided to head to the Swamp Forbidden Area?”

Murphy blinked, and Deathclaw nodded and said:

“Its previous plan was to break through to the west with the Wolf People to establish its own Evil God’s kingdom on the Ligurian Peninsula, but after returning, it assembled a huge army and headed for the Swamp Forbidden Area.”

“I understand. It seems Twilight offered it terms enticing enough to sway the Divine Spirit.”

Murphy nodded, having roughly deduced the sequence of events, knowing that what would happen next was a massacre in the forbidden area.

It’s rare for that vicious Evil God to be so considerate, saving Murphy the trouble of cleaning up the aftermath. With the Swamp Forbidden Area’s defensive forces and the assistance of giant snakes, this mob army wouldn’t survive leaving a single person!

The vampire at this moment felt a distinct sense of déjà vu.

A hundred years ago, when King of Bone Biting faced defeat, Felix chose to go to the Swamp Forbidden Area to end his life, and a hundred years later, his offspring faced the same defeat and, under the Evil God’s intervention, made nearly identical choices.

One can only say fate is truly marvelous, always fiercely stirring actions in unimaginable details for the bystanders.

“I know everyone is exhausted…”

Murphy stood up and said to the group behind him:

“But Huggesen has extended his final invitation to slay the god. If we don’t respond, we’d be disappointing that fellow’s good intentions. Given the peculiar nature of the Swamp Forbidden Area, I don’t want too many people to go over, so, Kudell!”

“Present!”

Kudell immediately straightened his back, awaiting orders.

“Invite the commanders above Brigadier General from each defense zone of the Maginot Line to gather. Each should bring a hundred guards to accompany me to the forbidden area to confront the enemy!”

Murphy sternly said:

“They’ve participated in this intense battle; they deserve to witness firsthand the final downfall of The Master of Hunting and the Wolf People.”

“Murphy!”

Triss immediately began to dissuade:

“That place is special, better not let outsiders…”

“Triss, the Black Disaster is over, but we won’t dwell forever on this victory; the real enemies still hide in shadows, and the rulers of various states have yet to grasp the significance of the Creator’s Legacy for this world.”

Murphy took Triss’s hand and explained:

“This is an opportunity. Through these generals’ eyes, transmit the Creator’s power and His protective will to the nations. Not only do we have Creator’s relics here, but Nordtof and probably the Golden Flower Kingdom do too.

Rather than letting Twilight steal the treasures of past ancestors in secret, let me unveil this veil.

I am God’s Chosen of the Creator, but I’m not stingy to the point of being unwilling to share this power with others, especially in this already chaotic era.

He left those things not just for me; now all the people on the continent are His children. They must learn to protect themselves amid threats from Twilight and the subspace.

After all, this isn’t just my war! Nor a situation Transylvania alone can handle.”

Triss bit her lip.

As the thinking of the Crimson Witch, she hoped more that all the good things in this world would be enjoyed only by her little Mo Fei; after all, monopolizing power and knowledge could bring him immense benefit, yet Murphy, as usual, persuaded her without much effort.

“Fine, as the curator assistant, I agree.”

Triss said with a stoic face:

“But they cannot enter the control room and my bedroom; those are spaces solely for us two.”

“I won’t let them in; the Creator’s Legacy is everywhere. If they want to see the truth, let them search for it themselves. I’m merely removing this veil, certainly not foolish enough to give them my things.”

Murphy shrugged and said:

“Let the players also join; consider it a warm-up for the next expansion ‘The Creator’s Legacy.’ After all, they’ve always wanted to see what’s inside. So, let’s get moving, everyone! Let’s completely defeat the Enemy of the Creator in the Creator’s domain!”

The crowd immediately turned to leave and spread the message, with Triss being tasked to go to Moss Valley to bring the players back, whereas Murphy prepared to head into the Swamp Forbidden Area to complete the battle preparations.

But when he took a step, Deathclaw lying helplessly on the ground bit his pant leg with difficulty.

“You want to go too?”

Murphy looked down at the pitiful Throne Wolf, which didn’t respond, but its scarred face was full of pleading. It was worried about Huggesen, and if Huggesen was destined to die today, Deathclaw wished to be by his side.