My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 271 - 96. Daring to exploit BUGs, they’re no longer ordinary players, must take heavy measures! 【36/60】_2

Chapter 271: 96. Daring to exploit BUGs, they’re no longer ordinary players, must take heavy measures! 【36/60】_2

I’m an NPC and a cunning vampire, isn’t retreating when the going gets tough completely normal for me?

And for all it’s worth, Sir Morphy, you haven’t exactly been unfair in making me invincible, right?

"Shields up front! Range retreat, magical ready, start the BOSS battle in 10 seconds!"

The commander-in-chief, Happy Stick, yelled, and all the players immediately perked up.

This was their first boss battle in "Real Different World", they had to treat it seriously.

Meanwhile, Morphy, who had quickly returned to the second-floor guard room using his Blood Descendant, watched the actions of the little players below with satisfaction. He snapped his fingers at the young lady behind him, who had completely controlled the core of the corridor constructions, and said:

"You stay here and control the core. Remember to add two gargoyles into the battlefield per minute. When that big black one is about to be killed, send in six gargoyles at once."

"???"

The young lady was utterly puzzled.

She asked suspiciously:

"Why? Why are you adding difficulty for your warriors out of the blue?"

"Because we don’t need weaklings under my command!"

Maxim immediately gave the standard answer.

This quick response and this answer, which is always correct, made Morphy nod with satisfaction. He said to the young lady:

"They are 60 fully armed professionals. If they can’t even deal with such a dumb gargoyle leader, what else can I expect from them? Don’t worry, my young lady, my warriors are always strong. They won’t blame you or me.

They must also grow rapidly.

Mark, Adel, act as planned!"

"Yes, Sir."

Maxim and Lady Adel immediately left the guard room and headed to the self-destruct core area hidden in the corridor according to the map Morphy had previously marked.

Meanwhile, Morphy flapped his wings and hovered, reminding the young lady:

"Seal this place! Keep it locked until my warriors defeat the enemy. I’ll go and have a word with the witch hunters. If they are to continue advancing into the depths of the corridor, they will have to take the lead. Are there still many of our race in the corridor?"

"That’s what I wanted to tell you, there are far fewer of them than we expected."

The young lady said with a puzzled expression:

"Even less than when I first entered the corridor!

Judging from the spiritual energy deep inside, there are at most 500 people here. But when Cardman City was swallowed by the energy of the Star Realm, thousands, even tens of thousands of our race who survived the first wave of the Star Realm and safely hid in the castle and corridor.

I know that my father ’sacrificed’ some of our race for some things I can’t understand, but their numbers shouldn’t be that much different!

So, I suspect that there is something else in this corridor. Be careful, whatever it is, it can slaughter our elites at will."

"Useful information, I see."

Morphy nodded and flew into the darkness.

The small players below have scattered throughout the second hall to find their attack points, and the shields, under the support of gunfire, have begun to "fix feet" to the gargoyle boss using their sneaky techniques.

As he glided away from the second hall to return to the Descendant Hall, the door of the second hall also slowly closed under the control of the young lady, just like a classic BOSS battle always has to seal the area to prevent players from fleeing and escaping the battle.

"Your warriors seem to be in trouble?"

The old knight, surrounded by witch hunters outside the door, stared at Morphy and said:

"Shouldn’t you help them? Just a fine-construction Black Iron Rank, don’t tell me you can’t deal with that."

"Shush"

The blood-red bat wings, much larger than the average Vulture Vampire, slowly closed behind Morphy. He answered emotionlessly:

"Isn’t this the responsibility that you want my warriors to shoulder? Clear out the cannon fodder for you not to waste time. I have my duty just as my warriors will not stop here, you should also do your own job!

Follow me. You can bypass the second hall through the corridor and enter the main body of the corridor, where my frenzied clan is entrenched.

But I did a reconnaissance. There is something more dangerous inside..."

The old knight waved his hand forward, and the elite witch hunters immediately filed out.

Natalie, carrying a new weapon at her waist and carrying five knives on her back, glanced at Morphy as she passed by him, and then disappeared into the darkness with her own squad.

But when they entered a deeper passage, they took a turn and headed in a completely different direction from other witch hunters.

"What’s your relationship with Lady Natalie?"

Inside the Descendant Hall where only two people remained, Morphy asked softly:

"You seem to have a keen interest in her?"

"Are you trying to find my weakness?"

Old Finoc stepped forward with his hammer and falcon shield, answering coldly:

"Quit your tricks, Morphy. Cui Si should have warned you, a vampire like you should know how to stay away from dangers like me when you’re weak."

"Can’t help it. I’ve got bad luck, all the dirty stuff seems to always find me."

Morphy snorted, gestured with his finger, pointing to a wall next to him and said:

"Follow me! That place can directly reach the deep cave tunnel of the hall and it’s right here. I don’t know what’s inside, no one has been in there for hundreds of years. But considering your strength is so strong, I don’t need to worry too much.

Please."

Just like the invitation made by the old knight when he invited Morphy and the others to open the door earlier, the vampire made a polite "invitation" in the dim light.