My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 324 - 114. About Black Disaster【54/60】_1

Chapter 324: 114. About Black Disaster【54/60】_1

When Murphy found Cui Si, she had just walked out of the tent where the wounded were housed.

As a Spiritual Overlord, despite having lost her strength, and despite being more proficient at the more aggressive dark spiritual energy, Cui Si is not unfamiliar with healing spells. At the very least, she could cast a few spells for spiritual energy recovery.

She always has her own business to attend to, and Murphy seldom interferes with Cui Si’s daily routine.

But Cui Si was not in good shape this time.

She would rub her forehead while she walked, her complexion paler than usual.

Murphy knew why.

He stepped forward to support Cui Si and asked in a soft voice:

"Did Salockdale’s death weaken you? I know the departure of an elder always causes indescribable pain to their descendants through the blood pact. That damned bastard, even in death he’s still tormenting you..."

"You’re overthinking it. I just didn’t drink tonight, and I have a bit of a headache from overexerting my mind earlier."

Cui Si rolled her eyes, snorted, touched the scar on her neck, and said:

"I lost all of my Blood Essence over a hundred years ago. Apart from having the life characteristics of a vampire, I’m no different from a strong ordinary person. I think I accidentally discovered a second way to break the blood pact that has plagued vampires for a thousand years."

The Scarlet Witch played with her braided hair at her chest and joked:

"Just make yourself weak enough so the pain of the elder’s departure can’t affect you. It’s even better if you suffer more pain every day than this. A hint of pain mixed with the bitterness of release could just add a little spice to your mundane life."

Murphy smirked, helped Cui Si back to her tent and voluntarily opened a bottle of wine for her. He surrounded the wine glass with his cold Death Psychic Power to cool it down before giving it to Cui Si and said:

"Stop pretending... it still hurts, doesn’t it?"

"Can’t you stop exposing my pretentiousness? Little Mo Fei, you’re really annoying when you’re smart!"

Cui Si sighed, took the wine glass and drained it. Then she chuckled, returned the glass, and tapping the chair, she said:

"One more, this time with more ice."

"Drinking too much wine before sleep is not a good habit."

Murphy made a routine complaint before pouring her another glass.

This time he gathered more Death Psychic Power in his palms, making the wine begin to emit the cold.

Cui Si, propping up her chin, watched this scene. When Murphy turned his head, she suddenly asked:

"Did you drink the Blood of Origin?"

"How did you know? I thought no one would know this secret."

The handsome young vampire did not deny it, he could never lie to Cui Si.

He looked at Cui Si curiously, waiting for an answer, while the Scarlet Witch gave a strange laugh and touched her lips, saying with some nostalgia:

"The ancient blood filled with spiritual energy and power tastes good, doesn’t it? The last time I tasted it was two hundred years ago, the stingy Salockdale gave each of us a glass to enhance our power under the midnight moon when we went to steal the Seed of Life.

Unfortunately, that bastard added something to it that made it lose its ability to break the blood pact.

He was afraid of granting me freedom, he was terrified of me back then, scared to death!

Looking back now, that moment was as ominous as a farewell drink, I didn’t even have time to savor its wonderful taste.

We went with 17 elders, only he and I came back, the decline of the Blood Vulture Clan began that night. We drained the potential and high-end power of the clan for just a possibility. The seed we sowed more than two hundred years ago, driven by the rhythm of fate, brought total destruction to the Blood Vultures tonight.

But because of this, I am quite familiar with the power enhancement that drinking the Blood of Origin brings to a vampire.

Little Mo Fei, you have now filled in the talents and powers that I could not give you, your wings are hard enough, perhaps you can fly solo in the sky, and you should not be trapped in this ghostly place, Transylvania."

"I can, but it doesn’t mean I want to. I don’t want many choices, because it means I can only choose one and have to give up more. Having choices is not necessarily a good thing, we don’t need too many."

Murphy presented the wine, now with ice cubes floating in it, to Cui Si. He said:

"It’s still needed here! You still need me, so let’s talk about the sightseeing and experiencing the world part later. I have a present for you."

He was about to take out the mechanical password box containing Salockdale’s heart, but when he put his hand on the energy pack at his waist, he suddenly stood straight and looked outside the tent.

Through the shared vision of the Blood-Drinking Spirit Vulture Refuno in the sky, he saw another person coming this way.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, the first knight lord of the Blood Covenant Knight Order, Palano, who had just finished cleaning up and wiped away the traces of battles, returned to his handsome and suave self. Under the reflection of the purple moonlight, he appeared before Murphy and Cui Si with a strikingly charming posture.

This flamboyant guy was dressed in a silver-white slim robe, with a huge silver moon embroidered on his back, obviously in the style of an Elven "home outfit", and he was carrying a large bunch of red and black rose.