My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2864 -955: Night in the Shadows_2

If he bears malice toward Shadow Elf civilization, I doubt his actions in the Eternal Abyss will stop; one Shadow Elf Family after another will end up just like Mejewa City.

And your father…

Aren’t you curious why Sarifov persuaded you to go back to Mejewa City for a trip?”

“I’ve thought about it.”

Adel said in a low voice:

“It might be a trap, but it could also hide some deeper meaning. After meeting him, I realized how little I actually know about my father. He’s more complicated and stronger than I imagined. Maybe I really should go back once—but not now!

Your cause still needs my contribution.”

“Give it some time.”

Murphy could tell Adel was in a bad mood. He reached out and patted her hand, speaking gently:

“When Lord Paryen restarts the Holy Blood Seal, we all have to take part in that operation. Its route just happens to pass through the Eternal Abyss. When the time comes, I’ll go with you to Mejewa City and look around.”

“You don’t have to do that. I can handle it myself. It is, after all, a family matter.”

E Sister wanted to refuse, but Murphy tightened his grip on her hand.

That motion let her feel Murphy’s determination, and it also made her stop resisting his decision.

“Yo, Adel! I’m back, and I even brought you a present, awooo.”

Just as the two were silent, a cheerful voice rang out from behind.

Adel and Murphy turned around and saw Miss Phemys beating her huge wings as she descended from the sky, then enthusiastically gave Adel a hug like meeting an old friend. E Sister could only respond helplessly, even lifting a hand to pat the young lady on the head.

A thoroughly doting gesture.

But Murphy was giving the young lady’s unique Spellcaster robe a weird look. If he remembered right, this design should be from some anime related to Magical Girls, right?

And what’s with that Magic Wand and the weird war fan you’re holding?

How did the Night Howling Staff the Lord gave you end up modified into this? And why are you carrying a Rose Bow on your back on top of that?

Damn, you really are going all-in to become Madoka’s twin, huh!

This guy, who’s clearly been poisoned by “mahou shoujo,” has actually started playing at high-end hobbies like full-on cosplay now?

“Careful you don’t get yourself turned into a Headless Knight.”

Murphy muttered a small complaint, then threw Adel a look, signaling her to go chat with the young lady. That girl had been sitting in the Fortress of Courage the entire war, acting as the Blood Vulture Clan’s representative to Transylvania. Thanks to her dutifulness, the Wolf People’s logistics got hammered non-stop.

Even though she didn’t directly take part in the final decisive battle, the young lady’s contribution definitely isn’t much less than that of the Commanders fighting tooth and nail on the front line.

Even if she’s now so obsessed with isekai anime that she’s basically ruined, her growth is something both Triss and Murphy have clearly seen.

She’s already a faction leader within the Blood Vulture Clan who’s worth trusting. The only problem is, under the leadership of this Magical Girl Phemys, it’s really hard to say what kind of disastrous aesthetic her Midnight Faction is going to develop in the future.

After all, as a long-time member of Red Devil Hall, even the student Spellcaster Cheche has learned the blood-variant Rasengan and Blood Release: Blood Dragon Bullet personally developed by the young lady… Every time they take part in a battle, the “lively” spectacle is something Murphy simply can’t bear to watch.

Alas, what a disgrace to the family.

He sighed like this, watching Adel lead the bouncing Phemys away hand-in-hand like sisters. After that, he turned around and walked into the heavily damaged Avalon Temple behind him.

This used to be the only place in Shadow Valley related to faith and the Divine Spirit, but don’t expect the Wolf People to be devout.

The place used to at least look like a proper hall, but now more than half of it has been destroyed. Even the offerings were stolen and eaten by hungry Wolf People. The wooden Avalon idol was carried off, split apart, and burned as firewood, leaving only the pedestal behind and giving the whole place a desolate air.

Murphy fell silent for a moment.

Then he thought about contacting Triss to see what his wife was up to, but on second thought it wasn’t hard to guess. He’d given Triss the Divine Spirit knowledge Ao left behind about weaving illusions. With the Crimson Witch’s hands-on personality, she was probably already in the Creation Plains, getting ready to use The Master of Hunting’s Shattered Divine Realm as a practice piece.

That was truly a good thing. It meant Murphy finally didn’t have to use the system’s built-in instance snapshot mechanic to shape new instances. With that Cloud Mist Illusion in hand, the dev team could finally come up with some new tricks.

“Should I make a recreated ‘Godslayer War’ scenario?”

Murphy rubbed his chin, thinking:

“It feels wrong not to open a raid instance for such an important event. Ao said the Cloud Water Illusion can, depending on the operator’s skill, build a perfectly realistic combat experience. It’d be a real waste not to use such a good mechanism to show off the dev team’s insane technical prowess.

Plus, I can just toss the loot straight in there so they don’t have to bother with exchange systems to get gear.”

“You’re definitely thinking about something wicked again. From that happy look on your face, I can already guess it has to do with your Foreign Spirit Heroes.”

A familiar voice rang out in Murphy’s ear, making him turn his head to see Spider mother Wilanser stepping out of the shadows.

She looked travel-worn, to the point even her natural sultry vibe had been replaced by exhaustion. But there was a glint of pride shining in Wilanser’s eyes, making Murphy wonder if she’d gone out and picked up free money somewhere.