My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1424 - 480. Alpha Legacy collection progress +1_2

Chapter 1424: 480. Alpha Legacy collection progress +1_2

"But when you get them, it’s not only that you’ve acquired your exclusive cheats, it also means that you have officially stepped onto the path of confronting my enemies.

I know it’s difficult!

But I also know it’s not too much for you.

I can’t say too much in this pre-recorded message, but I guess those cute little creatures from the Star Realm will tell you the forgotten truths on my behalf, if they are still alive and safe by the time you awaken.

But you need to be cautious!

The minds of beasts are always hard to read, meaning, when you are not strong enough, they might not all be your friends.

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"You left me something that looks awesome, and it really is indeed, but the problem is, it has fallen into the hands of the Jackal Warlock, after being snatched from the Heretics. Doesn’t that mean the things you were supposed to leave for me have already been stolen by the Heretics?

Damn!

You, as a creator, really are underqualified."

Murphy held the miraculous creation called "All-encompassing" in his hand, he ferociously ranted and then under Triss’s watchful gaze, activated a certain module on the Magic Wand, allowing it to undergo a super magical "transformation" in his hand.

This was a scene that Triss had never seen before.

Every part on this metallic Magic Wand shifted in precise mechanical harmony, and within a few seconds, it reformed its inner core from a metal wand over a meter long into a black metal cube the size of half of Murphy’s palm.

Then he strung it up with a thread he took out of his Psychic package and tied it to his wrist.

It looked just like a highly unusual piece of jewelry.

"So, what exactly is this?"

Triss asked cautiously:

"How do you know how to operate it? Did you just saythis is a key left by the creator? So, was the shadow that bestowed you with mysterious powers from the subspace actually the creator?"

"I’m not sure how to explain this to you, but perhaps the truth is just as you said."

Murphy glanced at the mysterious corridor leading into the heart of the mountain and took a few steps forward intending to enter it, but a prompt appeared on his character card:

[Due to the theft of internal exhibits, the Swamp Ecology Protection and Exhibition Management is currently under ’martial law’ and has ceased all visitor entry! The martial law period ends in 72 hours.]

"We can’t go in now, we have to wait three days for it to reopen."

Murphy turned back to Triss and said:

"It seems that Tear Flesh really did ’illegally’ take some things out of this land of creation, and I have every reason to suspect that the guy might really have found the secretive ’King of Bone Biting’s treasure.’

But I can’t understand why the King of Bone Biting would be connected with the creation land hidden deep in the Swamp?

Could it be that the King of Bone Biting also holds some of the creator’s secrets?"

"Maybe, the rise of the King of Bone Biting has always been shrouded in mystery."

Triss shook her head:

"Nobody knows the King of Bone Biting’s exact origin and true identity to date, but what intrigues me more is that there really is a creator’s relic in the Polluted Swamp? I thought those would only be found in the Origin Land.

Back in the days when I was secretly learning the secrets of death there, I also tried to sneak into the Sanghai People’s temple of the Creator God in the center of the great desert, almost got killed by their solar barge.

But what surprises me even more is why the creator would choose a vampire to represent His majesty? Shouldn’t it be those Sanghai People who pride themselves as ’the beloved children of the creator’?"

"Perhaps the Sanghai People aren’t as favored by the creator as they claim to be."

Murphy looked at the All-encompassing device hanging on his wrist, narrowed his eyes and said softly:

"Maybe vampires have a closer relationship with the creator than the Sanghai People and that legendary god. Triss, we’ll have to come back here again after three days.

Just you and me!

Just the two of us.

I have this feeling that we might find some incredible things in this Relic of Creation, and now is not yet the time for them to see the light of day."

"If it’s something left to you by the creator, Murphy, I shouldn’t come."

Triss shook her head:

"I believe the creator’s omnipotence must have left a system of identification, me following you might bring you trouble."

"If They don’t let you in, then I won’t go in either."

Murphy shrugged and said:

"Don’t be afraid, Triss, maybe this creator you speak of is just an ordinary person... I mean, they might have the power to change the world, but their character is no different from a common person.

Hmm, this humanization actually makes me feel relieved.

Let’s go.

We’ll head back to Plague Town first.

There’s still a post-battle settlement we need to take care of, not to mention that those Gold Bones—only someone like a Spiritual Overlord like you could handle properly.

I really wouldn’t trust anyone else with it."

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"Huff, huff..."

Deep breaths echoed in a corner of a desolate red land.

The Jackal Warlock, Tear Flesh, who had just escaped from the Star Realm, had just treated his severed hand with herbs gathered from nearby. That damn Demon Sword’s slash had made it impossible for the wound to heal quickly, and he could only use this crude method to stop the bleeding.

However, the physical pain was nothing compared to the satisfaction in his soul.