My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 425 - 148. The local Blood Servants are really too impolite!_1

Chapter 425: 148. The local Blood Servants are really too impolite!_1

The first night of using the in-game helmet’s sleep connection function was quite a good experience.

The young players would switch to sleep mode from 10 p.m. and play for a solid eight hours until 6 a.m. the next day. In-game time would force them offline at midnight to rest for six hours before returning to the game, making it just in time for the game’s upcoming dawn.

Thus, the young players logged back in just as the dawn was breaking, but the Thorn Clan vampire tied to a cross outside the village was already screaming in agony.

Even though the sunlight wasn’t shining in its true sense yet, the active solar energy was provoking fear in the heart of this vampire, who was clearly not dressed up like a "local". He was yelling on the cross.

But his heart was pierced, making him weak, and his hands and feet were tied with the thickest chains that could be found in the village, making him unable to break free.

At Miss Pailian’s request, all village residents rose early along with the young players to witness the execution of the vampire. In the region of Transylvania, such a gathering was out of the ordinary, and without any prompting, the entire village had already assembled.

They had a premonition that the strange event they were about to witness would certainly provide a good story for the unenlightened in the future.

"You have no right!"

The Thorn Clan vampire shouted furiously:

"I am a Blood Descendant under the protection of Duke Thorns! I am the son of Tilleze! You wild dogs of Lesumbra! You will pay the price for this shameful lynching!"

"Make him shut up! It’s so noisy. He is nothing but a wild dog, how could Sir Morphy punish us lovely little ones for him?"

Sister Pomegranate, who was still not in a good mood, was annoyed and said to Little Wei Ming, who was chewing maltose candy next to her.

The little dwarf gunman pulled out his exquisite Crimson Revolver and fired a shot, and the speeding bullet precisely hit the mouth of the Thorn Clan vampire, breaking his teeth and causing blood to flow.

Bellowing and roaring quickly turned into painful whimpers.

Actually, when the first batch of young players just started the game, they often heard Morphy threatening them with the Day Flay punishment. Hence, they knew this punishment, akin to death by a thousand cuts, was a terrifying method for vampires.

But as they had never personally witnessed death by a thousand cuts, everyone was filled with anticipation and curiosity for what was about to happen.

Soon, the first ray of sunlight tore through the darkness before dawn and illuminated the earth. The vampire on the cross seemed to attract the light, which ignited like wax under the activation of the invisible solar energy.

The bound vampire was ignited in his entirety.

His hair started to burn first, like a lit lantern, then his body continued to emit gray dust under the light. Accompanied by irrepressible screams, he convulsed and shuddered on the cross.

The sun’s fire not only ignited the vampire’s body from the outside, but also seemed to burn him from within.

The players clearly saw that when the tied-up vampire opened his mouth, intense smoke erupted. It was as if the simultaneous ignition from the inside and outside weakened his struggle quickly as the sun rose higher.

A few minutes later, the originally handsome Thorn Clan vampire transformed into a dried-up bone hanging on the cross.

He seemed as if he had been thrown into molten lava and then pulled out, his entire skin was like black charcoal. Underneath the cracks in his skin were dark red spots like ashes.

All the blood and water in his body evaporated in the sunlight.

But he wasn’t dead yet.

From his trembling body, it was evident that even at this stage, the pain brought about by the sunlight hadn’t decreased. It was still tormenting his body and soul.

Reportedly, a real Day Flay punishment had to last for the cycle of three days and nights, allowing vampires, who had committed unforgivable sins, to taste the worst torture in the world before granting them eternal silence.

However, most vampires evaporated into smoke before even enduring the pain of a single morning. Under this punishment, the death of a vampire meant ashes to ashes, with not even the vampire heart left behind, hence the Day Flay punishment wasn’t frequently used in the Blood race.

It was more of a symbol of fear!

It also represented the power of punishment, and it was said that during the two Night Wars, the Old Order had also erected large-scale crosses as the cruelest means in the holy war.

And so, the young players personally completed their first Day Flay punishment.

It wasn’t until a few minutes later when the Thorn Clan vampire breathed his last breath in a whimper and turned into gray ashes that they finally realized that comparing this to death by a thousand cuts somehow doesn’t quite hit the mark.

"Damn it, isn’t this too cruel?"

Cheche, who had witnessed the whole thing, covered his eyes.

The shock was too great for his young mind. At this moment, he felt like he was someone who had tainted his hands with filth. He whispered to Ayu next to him, "Didn’t we go too far with this?"

"Er, if you have to ask, I do feel that we went a bit too far."

Ayu also looked slightly uncomfortable, but he quickly noticed the villagers who were gathered around.

Although the people living on this dark land had no dignity to speak of, at this moment, they were unusually quiet. Many of them were staring straight at the cross that now only had fetters hanging on it.