My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1636 - 548. Ah, Murphy encountered a group of rats!_4

Chapter 1636: 548. Ah, Murphy encountered a group of rats!_4

Sigh, if Triss and I were born as members of the Blood Fear Clan, then Triss and I would have unlocked countless new positions by now.

"Ahem."

Murphy coughed, trying to calm down the two Vampire Pirates who were nearly at each other’s throats. He raised his hands and said:

"Gentlemen, ladies, we’re discussing serious business now.

My squad and Count Andre’s have already formed ranks beyond the valley, and reinforcements from the Blood Covenant Clan are on their way. We’re going to fulfill our duty to rescue our ancient kin. Of course, this entirely depends on you all. What’s the big deal? It’s just the impending doom of the Blood Fear Clan—nothing worth fretting over.

You two can go ahead and continue arguing over trivial relationship drama. I imagine everyone here knows priorities, right? Surely you’re all willing to put life-or-death survival above the captain and first mate’s petty grudges?"

"You have such a sharp tongue! Don’t think I can’t tell you’re insulting us indirectly!"

The Bloody Captain Babro scooped up his spirited, deranged female vampire first mate by her slender waist and planted a fierce bite on her seductive face before loudly declaring:

"I’m not underestimating you, my comrades. If it were that simple to break out, my toughest and bravest Sea Dogs would have done so on the very first day we were surrounded. The truth is, the real problem lies underground..."

"Underground?"

Andre furrowed his brow and said:

"Do you mean something beneath the upturned earth? As if a giant beast erupted from below, tearing apart your defenses—are you saying there’s truly something down there?"

"Is it some kind of summoning?"

Murphy pressed further:

"Did the Twilight followers summon a beast to block your path?"

"I’m not sure if it’s a summoning, but I’ve never seen anything like this vile creature, neither on the Misty Sea nor in the Dark Mountain Range."

The Bloody Captain, leaning on his cutlass, spoke with frustration:

"You locals might know those devils that burrowed up from underground. I’ll tell you this—it’s not some large monster. Their size is smaller than a human, but there’s a terrifyingly huge number of them. The whole valley below has practically been hollowed out by them.

Honestly, if they wanted to, my fortress would’ve fallen on the very first day. Those bastards—there are simply too many of them, and in the underground, they move as effortlessly as if walking on smooth terrain.

They’ve destroyed my artillery positions; my men have suffered heavy losses."

"So, what exactly are they?"

Andre, gripping his weapon tightly, asked:

"Can they be killed?"

"Of course they can—use swords, guns, fire, whatever! They’re easy to kill, but the speed at which we slaughter them can’t keep up with the rate they emerge. Damned things—it’s as if they’re endless!"

When it came to serious matters, Deputy Claire showed remarkable professionalism. Turning her back to the three men, she changed into her first mate pirate attire while saying:

"You can see the piled-up corpses from the window. We have to burn them every day. Those creatures carry deadly pathogens. If vampires weren’t immune to these toxins, our infantry would’ve been wiped out long ago."

Murphy and Andre followed Deputy Claire toward the edge of the fortress room. As they pushed open the window, they were hit by a nauseating stench.

It was from the Vampire Pirates burning the enemy corpses.

"So many... rats?"

Andre exclaimed in shock.

Murphy’s eyes narrowed sharply at that moment. Shaking his head, he said:

"No, not rats. Ratmen... Andre, we’re in big trouble!"