My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 321 - 113. If life is a game... [53/60]_1

Chapter 321: 113. If life is a game... [53/60]_1

The lighting of the achievement system brought a pleasant surprise to Murphy. However, he quickly cooled down and decided not to share this good news with his little gamers just yet.

Today’s casualties were too heavy, but a grand celebration was indeed needed after such a big victory.

Not only did the players and their Lord need to celebrate the victory, but the death of Salockdale also meant the end of a series of tragedies in Cardman City. The citizens under Murphy’s command also needed a ceremony to release their pressure and sorrow.

He quickly made up his mind!

He decided to announce the end of the main quest’s prologue and to reward them generously with the spoils of war in three days once all the little players were revived and online.

The most important task at hand was to arrange the current situation and.. to find someone to dig out the rewards that the little players deserved from the collapsed Blood Eagle Corridor. Murphy had previously obtained the key to the treasury from the miser Zack, but the place was very close to the Hall of Sacred Blood, and it was now buried under the ruins.

However, the treasury was very sturdy, and it shouldn’t have been completely buried beyond repair in the ruins.

"The reopening of the Star Realm Rift would fill this area with primal and frenzied spiritual energy, I think we should first leave here before discussing anything else. What do you guys think?"

After the battle, Lord Palano, the knight, urgently needed to freshen up to maintain his perfect appearance. He put away his scented notebook and solicited the opinions of others.

Naturally, no one would object.

All the survivors urgently needed rest, even the usually energetic little players seemed somewhat unsteady.

Escorted by Cardman’s Self-Rescue Army, they temporarily rested in the camp tents built in the ruins in the outer city, beyond the city’s massive rift. The injured were treated here before being transferred to the survivors’ camp.

Milian had arranged doctors here in advance, and Cui Si also went to help.

The three little players found a safe spot and logged out to brag on the forum, while Murphy also found a tent and wiped his body with clean water.

He was probably in the best condition among all the survivors.

After all, the template upgrade he just went through left him energetic. He walked out of the tent in a loose linen robe as it was night time, checking on the situation of others, thus fulfilling his obligation as a Lord.

The blood-drinking spirit vulture Reveno was then ordered by him to move freely. The spirit vulture was now soaring in the sky of Transylvania under the cover of night, as if patrolling its own territory.

It quickly found a "new friend".

Natalie’s Falconer’s Swift Shadows and Cui Si’s spirit pet, the three-eyed crow Webber, were being chased everywhere as "prey" by it. Taking advantage of its large size and fast speed, it bullied its feathered brethren. However, it didn’t harbor much malice and was merely playing with them and, by extension, claiming its sovereignty over the nighttime sky.

As a spiritual creature, it didn’t crave for flesh and blood.

Even the chubby rat it caught earlier was merely for the "hunting ceremony" it held after being born into the new world.

The other hadn’t left any thoughts or emotions in it, granting the vulture a simple and primitive mind, just like a real beast.

However, the other Murphy had truly, as promised, lent it his eyes.

Whenever Murphy closed his eyes, he could observe the dark land below from a bird’s-eye view through Reveno’s vision.

The switching between these two perspectives had no delay, and their thoughts were shared. Murphy could feel the newly born joy and satisfaction in Reveno’s heart.

With the empathetic spirit pet, Reveno, Murphy could finally inspect his new territory from a more macro perspective.

As the swift spirit vulture made nimble turns in the sky above Cardman City at night, it soon noticed something worth attention. It saw a blood knight under Palano’s command standing in front of the ladies’ tent, speaking to Lady Adel who was guarding there.

From the sharp vision of the spirit vulture, Murphy could see that Adel’s face didn’t look too well.

This made Murphy narrow his eyes.

He lifted his hand and swung it gently, and a black shadow swooshed out of the tent behind him. It circled around him before he caught it with his hand.

The Demon Sword of Desire, Necessary Evil, was very weak now.

It craved for fresh blood to replenish its lost power but did not dare to act recklessly in front of Murphy. Its obedience wasn’t just because it was soul-bound to Murphy and that he was its new master.

What was more important was that this Divine Sword clearly understood why it fell into this miserable condition.

It submitted to Murphy not only because he conquered it, but also because it truly felt reverence towards the terrifying purifying power named "Omega" hidden within Murphy, assuming a sword could actually have feelings.

It was a power capable of confronting and purifying the chaos in the subspace.

As for pure power, Murphy’s "antivirus program" might not be sufficiently impressive, yet in terms of dignitas, it clearly stood on the same level, if not higher, with those subspace shadows that manipulated creatures and the world.

The Demon Sword of Desire was not personified, but it indeed had its unique character.

Arrogant initially but respectful later, it would act defiantly when circumstances were in its favor and know when to protect itself in adverse situations. It was indeed very similar to the vampires in terms of ethnicity.

From Murphy’s interaction with the supposedly foul-mouthed Divine Oak Sword, it seemed like all divine creations had their own unique characters, just like Necessary Evil.