My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1471 - 495. Staraptor! I choose you! Go! _3

Chapter 1471: 495. Staraptor! I choose you! Go! _3

"No, it is the contract. Just read it and you’ll understand," said Murphy, his expression unchanged.

"In a relationship that is doomed to inequality, I’ve tried my utmost just to secure a tiny, insignificant amount of power for myself. Please, you are the Time Snake, you have ample time to read and comprehend it.

So, stop pretending, alright?

If what you’re expecting is for me to become your puppet, a stepping stone in your ’grand plan’, as well as one of those twelve pitiful beings you can discard at a whim, then I think there’s no need for us to continue this conversation.

Sincerity, you understand?

This is bound to be an unequal relationship, but I can tolerate it, provided that both of us show sincerity."

"Tsk," the Endless One let out a contemptuous snort.

A light suffused with the essence of time fell upon the scroll in Murphy’s hand. A second later, Mannis responded in agony:

"Damn! It took me three years to fully understand it and another three years to thoroughly grasp it... Alright, alright, I admit it, this contract is quite well crafted, nearly plugging all the loopholes I could exploit.

But could you explain to me what’s the meaning of those ’additional terms’ marked in special characters in the middle of the contract?

What does ’emergency safeguard’ mean?

Why should the contract be terminated if you feel your life is threatened?

And how should the term ’final interpretation rights’ be defined?"

"You have the same rights, Mannis, and the 764th clause section three of the contract clearly explains this term, so stop complaining. My personal legal advisor told me this is for the best for both of us; compelled restriction is not as good as freedom under rules," said Murphy.

"If you’re fine with it, then sign the contract. I’ve already wasted too much time on this."

"Hmph, you will soon have no worries about time," Mannis sneered.

The next instant, the forces belonging to Murphy and those belonging to the Endless One touched and melded together, burning the contract in the brass flames of time, signifying that the contract had been established.

A symbol of an Ouroboros, radiating flowing light, also quietly appeared upon Murphy’s chest, signifying that he, as a Stellar Summoner, had finally chosen his "Star Realm Guardian."

However, at the same moment, Murphy realized he had been "deceived."

He exclaimed angrily:

"Why are you so weak? Damn it! You can barely maintain the power of a Demigod; was all your previous strength feigned?"

"Hehe, you can no longer return the goods, my little Mo Fei," the Endless One finally didn’t need to hide its weakness at this moment.

For the first time, very clearly exposing its form to Murphy’s sight, enshrouded in the light of time that previously made it hard to discern its stellar appearance.

It was a green-colored snake.

Its coiled body was locked every so often with emerald green Runes of power, like a strange "armor" fitted upon its body, and on its triangular head grew two very unique dragon whiskers that fluttered in the Star Realm’s light, radiating a brass color.

The most peculiar thing is this fellow’s tail.

It was not a common serpentine tail but rather one crafted into the shape of interlocking hour and minute hands, appearing somewhat strange, yet casting a layer of mystique over this being.

It wandered through the Star Sea, with fiery light streaming from the edges of its eyes. Every flick of its tongue set off faint ripples of time around it, and the green spots and patterns on its skin were both beautiful and mysterious, akin to an epic praising the formidable power of time.

Overall, aside from the shackles of verdant locks binding it, this creature truly bore the august presence befitting a Demigod.

Moreover, its visage mysteriously reminded Murphy of another "Divine Beast" of serpent form that likewise dwelled in the Star Sea.

But the issue lies in its undisguised frailty.

The chains upon it were a punishment from the Star Realm Dragon, precisely these things that interfered with Mannis’s mastery over time. The punishment from the Star Realm Dragon was not intended to be fatal, therefore these seven chains suppressed Mannis’s powers to their limits, allowing it to barely maintain the semblance of a Demigod’s charm.

It managed to escape from the hunt of many Demigods it once oppressed, but this was now the limit of what Mannis could achieve.

"Alright, alright, I admit I deceived you, but little Mo Fei, even in my weakness I am still a Half-god of Star Realm,"

said the Endless One in a soothing tone:

"The power I can grant you in return is enough to transform you entirely at your Black Iron Tier... hm, I had not realized before, despite being Black Iron, you already possess the combat strength of the Silver Tier; my thirteenth contractor indeed is strong!

Worthy of being Alpha.

Come, let me tell you everything I know, and then I will need to use your aura to conceal myself, to find a place in the chaos of time to recuperate.

Do not be fearful, Murphy.

Ao, the bastard, did not follow through with his actions to the extreme, so if your life really hangs by a thread, I can save you.

But if you desire to wield the Endless One’s might, seek out the Power of Genesis left by the creator as soon as you can; even a trace of it will be enough for me to break the seals Ao has imposed on me.

Even the Divine Spirits cannot contend with the power that shaped them."

All of the Endless One’s knowledge on the survivors of Cardman got transmitted into Murphy’s mind via the bond shared by Summoner and contractor, causing the Vampire Lord to blink his eyes after a few seconds.

"I’ve been tricked by you, Mannis. I need to get even,"

Murphy said, looking up at the Endless One hidden in the currents of time as the light of the Star Realm dispersed around him:

"I will give you a code name for our future communication; after all, your reputation in the Star Realm is terrible, and I fear I might be hunted by the followers of other Demigods. Hereafter, I’ll call you Riftwarden."

"What a lousy name! But suit yourself, Lord Mannis is always generous in this regard,"

replied the Endless One whose voice was fading away. Murphy then turned to Triss and said:

"I know where the chains that bind them are, somewhere in the Dark Mountain Range. Sigh, the Black Disaster hasn’t even arrived yet, and I’ve already activated an extremely difficult side quest."

"Murphy, I think your biggest problem right now isn’t thinking about the future,"

Triss said to him in a low voice:

"The power feedback given to you by the Endless One requires your careful contemplation to master. You have to get a grip on it before your next fight, otherwise, the situation could be dire."

"Huh?"

Murphy didn’t quite understand what Triss meant, and then Triss formed a Psychic Mirror in front of him. Murphy took a glance in the mirror and was astonished to find a strand of snow-white hair amidst his black locks.

The power of time had begun to affect him.