Chapter 1613: 542. Report, we’ve captured a mummy! And it’s a female one!
Murphy initially didn’t care much about the news brought by the Roar of the Lion in Hedong.
As a “local resident”…
Uh, although he had only recently arrived in the Desolate Mountain Area, he had gathered from conversations with Triss and Lady Veylanth that the Goat n of Baphot Canyon rarely did anything good. They would pillage other races scattered across this land and kidnap unfortunate souls to sacrifice them in the Underground Palace to their Evil God.
The Vampire Lord, upon entering the Underground Palace earlier, had sensed the presence of nurous pitiable individuals within the maze.
These poor souls, abandoned by the Goat n in the upper levels of the maze, were rendered groggy and zombie-like while being forced to fight wandering Goat n thugs and dangerous beasts within the maze. Their suffering and despair were offerings to the Evil God.
This had already beco a “hidden tradition” of Baphot Canyon.
This was undoubtedly evil—a despicable act that no righteous person could turn a blind eye to. It was also the perfect setting for a righteous mainline NPC to enact “justice and retribution.”
In fact, Murphy’s planned random mission was to demand players to storm the maze, rescue those poor souls, and simultaneously initiate the exploration of the Underground Palace and the search for Goat Man civilization.
But plans often couldn’t keep up with changes.
Especially when the Roar of the Lion in Hedong ntioned the words “Civilization Slate.” Murphy, who had been nonchalant before, instantly narrowed his eyes.
Civilization Slate?
In this damned place?
Then there were only two possibilities.
Capturing the keywords in an instant, Murphy sorted out his thoughts.
The Blackfla Mountain Pass within the Dark Mountain Range was under the guard of the Second Lord of the Blood Covenant Clan. Lord Hether had kept the lines secure, and it was certain that no one had crossed the defense recently. Tear Flesh and the Civilization Slate it carried were likely still within this region.
Therefore, either the Soldier Strike Heroes had encountered an NPC related to the Goat Man Civilization Slate within the Underground Palace, or they had inadvertently helped Murphy uncover leads regarding the Jackalman Stone Slab.
It made sense when you thought about it. Tear Flesh’s hasty escape had been quite pathetic, and the Old Wolf Man was unlikely to pass unscathed through the Vampire-guarded defenses. Fearing the pursuers, it was logical for him to flee into the Baphot Underground Palace with the Slate.
“Ahem, brave warriors of Transylvania!”
Murphy quickly completed the mission text edits while the Roar of the Lion in Hedong rested and the other players were preparing to enter the Underground Palace to rescue their brothers. Spreading his arms wide, he shouted loudly:
“Our brave warriors are about to set foot on the battlefield of the Desolate Mountain Area under your guidance, but Baphot Canyon and its brutal Goat n pose a significant safety hazard.
For countless years, these evil creatures who revere the Evil God have slaughtered countless lives on this land. The righteous Transia people cannot allow them to continue their atrocities!
This is a land devoid of order, but I believe that a new order will be established by your hands here.
This will also be a small step towards achieving our ‘Supre Grand Plan.’
The Black Disaster represents great evil, but we cannot ignore the evils lurking within the shadows. Join ! Enter the Underground Palace, bring back our brothers, and also rescue those innocents from the hell of death. Treat this as the small kindness of generous Transia people for this chaotic world.”
“Ding ding ding.”
A series of sounds announcing mission triggers invigorated the players. Although this random mission offered only a trivial amount of money, even the second pet dog of the Appetite Relief Party’s mbers on the forums knew this: Sir Murphy’s favorability was the hardest among all NPCs to increase.
The main reason was that Sir Murphy was elusive, rarely giving new players the opportunity to interact with him. Moreover, this mainline NPC was known for his “nostalgic” tendencies—he almost exclusively interacted with veteran players. For newbies, not only advancing their reputation but even accessing Murphy’s personal reputation was incredibly challenging.
Now that the Governor had painstakingly showed up to issue a mission, rejecting it at this ti would be utterly ridiculous.
“To Sir Murphy’s glory! For Transylvania’s order! Charge, charge, charge! Kill them all!”
Monts ago, they had been circling around Lady Veylanth like moths to a fla, but in an instant, the eight-chapter Jay perfectly displayed the players’ “jerk tendencies.” Throwing aside the Weaver of Destiny, who was glaring at them with her big eyes, they transford into Sir Murphy’s loyal sycophants. Together with other bootlickers, they howled and charged into the pitch-black Underground Palace.
The uproar was like a beast stampede, turning the sinister and evil Underground Palace into a festive marketplace akin to New Year celebrations.
“You three stay here and take care of Transia’s guests for .”
Murphy turned back and instructed Mrs. Bernice, who was mounted on her horse:
“Awaken so undead here and set up a temporary encampnt nearby as a rest point for our warriors. Also, pass on a ssage to Adel to wait for in Shadow Valley. Once I’ve dealt with matters here, I’ll head over.”
“Understood, Governor.”
Mrs. Bernice dutifully accepted the task.
Watching Murphy turn and charge into the Underground Palace, the Spiritual Fire burning in her eyes beneath her battlefield helt leapt higher. Although Mrs. Bernice had been dead for many years, her undead rationality had keyed her in on the critical detail.
Adel was Murphy’s offspring. If it were rely a matter of passing on a ssage, there was no need to involve a third party. The bond between a Vampire Lord and his progeny would suffice as the most secure ans of communication.
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