1393: 470.
Although the Tear Flesh person is incorrigibly bad, he indeed stands firm on major principles._2 1393: 470.
Although the Tear Flesh person is incorrigibly bad, he indeed stands firm on major principles._2 She said with a serious expression:
“I saw the treasured collection of that generation’s High Pastor of Death when I was, uh, apprenticing…
cough cough, I an when I was interning at the Moon Holy City.
Among them was a similar ‘Magic Artifact’.
The Sanghai People call these items, which are out of place with the rest of the world yet exhibit various strange effects, ‘Instrunts of the Creator’.
Most of these are unearthed from a few Creator’s relics in the Origin Land.
Even the most learned Magicians of the Sun cannot explain how they work.
They are like all miraculous objects, possessing mysterious knowledge not of this age.”
“So, having witnessed the chaotic Spiritual Energy era of demons, am I now to personally herald the beginning of the ‘science fiction era’?
What exactly is going on with this damned Continent?” Murphy massaged his temples vigorously, trying to calm himself down.
He suddenly realized that his understanding of the group “Twilight” might be sowhat one-sided.
From this newly erged dangerous individual, it was becoming clear that these doomsday cultists weren’t purely a dieval-style group content with just tying people to stakes and having BBQ parties.
“Bang bang bang”
The sound of knocking suddenly arose, prompting Murphy and Triss to turn their heads towards the door.
Clan Guard Leader “Mad Woman” Bonnie entered with a serious deanor, placing a pile of items in front of Triss, which were several Calculating Pearls and Spiritual Energy dog tags still retaining the aura of the Star Realm, belonging to the recently deceased student group.
“They suddenly appeared in the Teleportation Hall!”
Bonnie explained sowhat bewilderedly:
“The guards there only saw the Star Realm rift open and then close, and these items seem to have been ‘deliberately’ sent back.”
“Just like the last ti?”
Triss narrowed her eyes, saying:
“The last ti that unfortunate Cheche strayed into the Star Realm, his Treasure Bead and dog tag were also returned this way.
I found it strange at the ti that ordinary Calculating Pearls don’t have such precise positioning and automatic teleport functions.
This ti it seems that it’s indeed an issue on the Star Realm’s side.
So force seems to be sending back the students’ personal items to the material world after they disappear, and clearly, that force can decipher the save points in the pearls…
Could this be so sort of probing?”
Murphy remained silent.
He just stared at the Calculating Pearls that were lost and found again.
He was not an expert on Star Realm affairs, understood very little about that mysterious plane, and in this matter, he had to defer to Triss’s judgent.
However, this series of events at least proved that sothing difficult to understand and easy to overlook was happening in Plague Town.
And the appearance of these events indicated that Twilight’s influence was still lingering in Transylvania.
“I can’t stay in that damned place anymore!”
Murphy made up his mind.
He said to Triss:
“I’m heading to Plague Town right away, and if necessary, I’ll intervene in the little players’ conquest of the place.
We need to take it down quickly to prevent new unexpected developnts.
I have a premonition that what is happening in Plague Town has already gone beyond the battle itself, even beyond the scope of the ‘Black Disaster’.
We are getting closer to sothing very dangerous; I don’t want those things springing up and becoming a nuisance before the Black Disaster arrives!”
“Alright, go and contact if you need to.”
Triss picked up a Calculating Pearl, saying:
“I’ll analyze the residual Star Realm aura on this and see if we can deduce who in the Star Realm is ‘observing’ us.
Honestly, I am more concerned about this individual hiding in the Star Realm than the visible Plague Town, Murphy.
Even if it’s not an unknown Giant Spirit of the Star Realm, even a Star Realm Behemoth of a lower grade would be enough to cause concern.
And I have good reason to suspect that it has already set its sights on us.”
—
Casually dealing with the vampires peeking at the edge of the battlefield, the mood of the explorer who was quite pleased with himself was just a gesture.
Unbeknownst to him, his cover was nearly blown by the little players on the forums, and he was currently busy receiving the full list of nas for the entire Plague Town in the Flesh Tearing Magician’s Plague Tower.
It seed that La Claw had indeed made preparations to leave, as the luggage had already been packed neatly at the feet of the Old Wolf Man.
“Check it out.”
Tear Flesh, leaning on his Decayed Soul Bone Rod, said to the explorer in front of him:
“If there’s no problem, I’ll be leaving in a mont.
The Vampire Servants on the outskirts launched a probing attack today.
Though they retreated without success, I suspect this is just a tactic.
Maybe soon they will launch a destructive offensive.
I don’t understand why you insist on taking over this hot potato, but if you are set on doing so, then I can only wish you safety, my friend.”
“Sigh, it’s just for a bit of gratitude and revenge from those higher up; we are all hard-suffering servants.
Just as you have your mission, I also have my work.”
The explorer shrugged, casually flipping through the roster in his hand, not noticing Tear Flesh’s gaze constantly drifting over the tal Magic Wand beside him, which obviously had connections with the land of the Creator.
“Are you taking La Claw with you?”
A dozen seconds later, the explorer noticed sothing amiss.
Frowning, he said to Tear Flesh:
“This doesn’t fit our agreent, Lord Tear Flesh!
La Claw is a formidable corpse constructor; even the ‘Origin’ itself has taken note of it.
I must keep it here to turn this place into a Land of Death for Lord Murphy!”
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