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The End of the Bata Sin Massacre _2 “A voice?”
Murphy squinted his eyes as he asked:
“What kind of voice?
Describe it to in detail.”
“It was chaotic and muddled, as if many voices were overlaying each other.
It kept repeating that you, Murphy, would save us, but it ignored my prayers and questions completely.”
Mary said in a whisper:
“It appeared suddenly in my sleep when I was weak.
I don’t know how to describe it, but if I were to give it a term, it’s perhaps similar to the ‘revelation’ the believers talk about.
Back when I was torturing those old church fanatics for money, I’d occasionally hear them claim they could hear the whispers and murmurs of their divine spirit in their dreams.
That voice…
it appeared only once!
I clearly rember it, it was a night ago.”
“A night ago?”
Murphy thought to himself.
Wasn’t that when he left Crimson Castle with Maxim and Adel?
If what this terrified female vampire said was true, then does this an that mysterious voice prophesied tonight’s events?
This indeed sounds like a unique “revelation”, but the real question is, why would this occur if vampires are eternal sinners?
Did a god suddenly change his mind or lost his sanity and developed a peculiar interest in vampires?
Vampires do not have their own god to worship…
Wait a minute!
That’s not right!
A flash of insight suddenly struck Murphy, causing his muscles to tense.
The scene of the collapse of the Holy Blood Pool Hall suddenly flashed into his mind.
During the subspace rift’s collapse into the star realm, there was a horrific and distorted attempt to enter the physical world that was still beckoning Phemys from that subspace shadow!
That twisted abomination sacrificed by Salockdale, taking almost half of the Blood Vulture Clan’s elite to create, not to ntion that which is referred to as the “Mother of Midnight”—that indescribable thing.
In so sense, wouldn’t that thing be the “god” that Salockdale created for the vampires?
Could it be…
Hiss!
Murphy suddenly drew a sharp breath.
He suddenly realized that the biggest gain from his trip to Bata Sin might not be the execution of the traitor or the deterrence of the Thorn Clan on the verge of action, but rather the very woman at his feet now, begging him for rcy—Mary.
But when it cos to this aspect of mystic knowledge, Murphy was completely clueless, fortunately, he had the most renowned theologian as his superior – the Grand Duke of Cui Si.
Cui Si would definitively be able to discern more from this information.
“Compose yourself, Mary.”
Murphy lowered his gaze, looking disdainfully at the pitiful vampire begging at his feet, he quietly said:
“The ssage you bring is exactly what the Grand Duke and I need, hence, you will be spared.
However, you have committed a sin.
During the clan’s crisis, you watched on the sidelines instead of aiding, seeking to profit at our demise!
You know, this is a sin that is difficult to be pardoned.”
“I acknowledge my mistakes, sir, I am willing to pay any price, I only beg that you accept as a mber of the Blood Vulture Clan once more.”
Mary prostrated herself on the ground, pleading:
“I am willing to offer my blood essence, to beco your…”
“I currently do not need any more servants, and your destiny should not be decided by .”
Murphy interrupted her, saying:
“Pack your belongings, bring with you those who suffered alongside you, and follow my warriors back to Crimson Castle.
The noble Grand Duke of Cui Si will decide your fate.
And since you implicated Wolf Poison in the family’s rebellion, and heard the na of the Baroness Cecilia, the power to judge your future is not in my hands.
Perhaps Miss Phemys may take so interest in you.
After all, she, as Countess Andema, truly needs so reliable followers to manage her domain.”
Upon hearing these words, Mary collapsed to the ground.
She had survived.
This was the best outco she could hope for after enduring so much suffering.
Beyond this, she dared not wish for more.
Mainly because Sir Murphy began a frenzy of destruction against the traitors as soon as he arrived in Bata Sin City.
He clearly didn’t plan to spare any of the forr traitors, which scared survivors like Mary and made them truly realize what kind of person the young and handso lord before them truly was.
In front of a person like him, getting away with their life was already the greatest rcy.
“Mark, you keep an eye on them.”
Murphy called his servant and told him,
“Then follow my warriors back to Crimson Castle with the captives.
Adel will stay here to assist Miss Pailian in control of this trade town, I must rush back to the Crimson Castle.”
“Rest assured, my lord, we will handle everything.”
Maxim said solemnly, to which Murphy nodded.
The great blood-colored bat wings spread out in the darkest mont before dawn.
He flew into the night sky and, escorted by the Blood-Drinking Spirit Vulture Refuno, sped towards the distant night sky.
The “Creation of the Star Realm” hanging in the sky acted like a purple lantern guiding his direction.
—
The dawn was approaching quickly.
Residents of Bata Sin, who had been in fear for the entire night, carefully opened their doors.
They thought they would be t with a sight of carnage.
After all, the commotion of over a hundred vampires and hundreds of Blood Servants battling last night was enough to terrify the entire city.
Even the city itself could have been ruined due to the fight.
However, there wasn’t!
There was nothing on the streets, not just a scarcity of corpses, but even the aftermath of the battle was scarcely visible.
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