My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2885 -962: Peacemaker · Peach Knight’s Blade_2

The Moonlit Wild Wolf prevented other Wolf People from approaching Big Black.

He focused on the crystal shard that was flickering with a blood-red glow on the tall Minotaur’s chest, then glanced at the large crystal he had just pulled out, estimating this was the thing causing Big Black’s miraculous transformation.

“Send a message to Little Brother Fu to let him come and claim his Minotaur, and someone go invite Lady Triss to take a look. I think the Spiritual Overlord definitely knows what’s happening.”

Fure Immortal responded quickly, whistled to call his Throne Wolf, and invited Lady Triss over from the Divine Kingdom to inspect the scene. Hearing that the strange crystal left by The Master of Hunting had resurrected the Minotaur, the Crimson Witch, who was attempting the Cloud Mist Illusion, was also shocked.

She put down her task and hurried over. As an expert in divine matters, she took one glance and deduced the answer.

“Big Black has been transformed into a War Spirit; truly amazing.”

Triss circled around the Minotaur curiously a few times and said:

“This fellow was likely captured by The Master of Hunting’s Divine Kingdom when it died, but during the transformation into a War Spirit, it encountered an attack from God’s Scepter. The transformation process was paused, causing it to complete its War Spirit transformation only after The Master of Hunting’s demise.

This grants it the immortality of a War Spirit, yet it wasn’t forcibly corrupted to serve under The Master of Hunting.

Well, although the specific cause is still worth researching… we should probably congratulate Murphy’s apprentice; that lucky fellow now possesses an Undead War Spirit.”

“Will it be dangerous, Lady Triss?”

The Moonlit Wild Wolf asked softly:

“After all, it’s revived using the sinister power of The Master of Hunting. It might suddenly go berserk.”

“No, if it were truly corrupted, it would have attacked you all the moment it was resurrected. Although it has been transformed into a Spiritual Body, Big Black’s consciousness is currently clear, showing no signs of rage.”

Triss noticed the blood-colored crystal on the Minotaur’s chest, frowned, and said:

“In any case, first let its owner come and check its condition, and then you all redo the inspections of the entire area to find all the remaining blood-colored crystals. The nature of these things is somewhat mysterious, and I must conduct a deep study.

Before drawing conclusions, don’t let others come into contact with them.”

A new mission was issued, and the players of the Grey Wolf Army immediately sprang into action. Triss also relayed the news to Murphy, who exclaimed after hearing it:

“What? An Undead Minotaur? Now the Pure Love Warrior will take a hit and fall.”

“I’m talking business, don’t speak nonsense!”

Triss rebuked:

“You’d better bring your apprentice over quickly; Little Brother Fu is an emotional person. He’s been posting strange, bittersweet memorial essays for Big Black on the forum, and if he doesn’t get some attention, he might quit the game.

I think treating this phenomenon as part of the development team’s humanistic care for the players would be quite nice.

Perhaps it will become a celebrated story on the forum.”

“Alright! My Triss, you’ve finally turned into a qualified Dog Planner; I’m comforted. Wait a moment, I’ll soon give Little Brother Fu the task to reunite with his good Minotaur buddy.”

Murphy said in a cheerful tone:

“How’s the handling of the Cloud Mist Illusion on your side?”

“It’s already begun weaving. The method provided by the Eastern Holy Spirit is based on the Spiritual Energy theory from Kalem Ancient Country. I’ll need some time to ponder and grasp it, but completing it within a week shouldn’t be an issue. However, once it takes shape, it can only be fixed at one Spiritual Energy node to ensure it runs seamlessly.”

Triss said softly:

“Since it’s about recreating the large-scale sacred battle raid, I think it’s best placed in the Creation Plains, near the new capital of the Wolf People, to boost the popularity of the area a bit.

As for the rewards for this new raid, let Hog handle it.

Once this illusion takes shape, its maintenance is quite simple; it just needs periodic placement of treasure chests inside.”

“Alright, the dungeon you crafted will listen to you, of course.”

Murphy said:

“Don’t make the difficulty too exaggerated. Once it’s done, let the players of the Grey Wolf Army have a go at it, do some dungeon testing. Also, tonight I plan to discuss the issues of the Midnight Mother and the Church of the Sacred Light with Crow. Do you, the continent’s finest Theologian, want to participate?”

“I can’t make it back; let’s use remote projection.”

Triss said:

“Adjust the projection ritual in the Blood Vulture Corridor; if you can’t manage it, find Phemys. By the way, why haven’t you contacted me in the past few days? Are you truly busy, or have you done something guilty, feeling anxious?”

“Ah!”

Murphy uttered a puzzled nasal sound, his voice suddenly raised eight degrees, and he questioned:

“Why would you have such a strange idea? You clearly left me here alone to comprehend the secret technique left by the Eastern Holy Spirit, leaving me lonely and cold. I haven’t even blamed you, yet you turn around accusing me?

Besides, with you overseeing everything, even if I wanted to do something bad, who would dare partner with me?

Don’t overthink it.

I am genuinely busy, wishing I had two days in one. Alright, don’t overthink it. I’m discussing with Lord Ofg how to utilize the fractured divine personalities of The Master of Hunting.

This is important; I can’t keep him waiting too long. When you return, I’ll make it up to you, okay? Be good.”