My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 529 - 182. The rumors are true! Transylvania is teeming with vampires and barbarians_3

Chapter 529: 182. The rumors are true! Transylvania is teeming with vampires and barbarians_3

This is Brother Cat’s solo challenge!

Maxim just makes a warrior’s effort in vain.

Brother Cat realized that there was something wrong, but his response was more direct; he drew his spiritual blade and swung it with all his might, cutting off the ugly head and gripping a blood stone ornament on his waist.

The next second, a loud explosion of blackish-green decaying gas blasted open on the spot like a gas explosion, swallowing up one-third of the entire space.

The spectators were taken aback.

Then a large crowd expressed their regret.

This warrior is really formidable! Just a bit unlucky.

"No! Brother Cat is fine!"

Roar of the Lion in Hedong shouted, truly deserving of his name.

Everyone immediately looked up and saw Brother Cat emerging unharmed from the corner outside the blast circle, pinching a dimmed blood crystal.

His hands were trembling.

But he still held the blade in his hands firmly, then lifted his weapon high under the gaze of the crowd!

His stamina bar was empty, but his health bar was still full! At the last moment, he narrowly avoided disaster with the help of a Midnight Assassin ornament that could create illusions and shift positions. Although he almost screwed up under everyone’s scrutiny, he actually did it.

He really challenged the elite without getting hurt!

This nearly impossible feat became reality right in front of the players.

"Damnit! Why is it that when I challenge, it’s like playing a soul-based game and needing exceptional skill, while the big guys find elite challenges as easy as Mario eating mushrooms. Are we really playing the same game?"

Happy Stick in the crowd grumbled, but still cheered and jumped for his friend’s victory. Sister Pomegranate, however, looked at the man below, who was receiving cheers, with complicated eyes.

She felt she had encountered a formidable competitor.

But she had to admit, her previous views on Brother Cat had changed - this guy was truly skilled, she had to concede...as if! She was not going to back down!

"Wow, Little Pomegranate, you lost our meal money for this week!"

Little Wei Ming crossed her arms and scolded with dissatisfaction:

"We’ll be eating bread for the next seven days, we don’t even have money to go to Count Andrei to buy candy, it’s all because of your stupid competitive spirit!"

"Sis, sis, we’ve struck it rich!"

Just as Sister Pomegranate was embarrassed, Bull Bull, who had run off somewhere, suddenly popped out, saying excitedly:

"I just bet 100 gold coins on Brother Cat to win! Now we can earn at least 600 gold! Those NPCS who came to watch the excitement are nearly bankrupt, but they are very happy. Whether they win or lose, everyone is happy...

Huh, why do you look so bad?

Who bullied you?

I’ll help you get revenge!"

"You’ve got quite a formidable warrior, he has a bright future."

Lord Morphy, who had watched the whole event, stood up and said to the proud Maxim:

"Train him well."

"Yes, I will, sir."

Lord Morphy nods, then looks at Count Bai of White Mountain next to him with a mocking expression.

But the latter didn’t notice Maxim’s taunts at all, he just stared blankly at the warrior below who had just performed an impossible feat.

"Transylvania is indeed a magical place."

The melancholic poet sighed:

"It seems I need to spend some time constructing this ’Poem of Dawn’."

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"Ha, a single battle wiped out a strike team from Circle Tower? Worthy of the barbarians of Transylvania!"

At this time, far away on the steam train from the Golden Flower Kingdom to Fog City, General Loren, sitting in the VIP carriage, also received Major Fraser’s military report. After seeing that the psychic hunters of the Circle Tower were completely annihilated, this half-dwarf nodded in satisfaction.

That inherited closer-to-true-blood nature of his had been somewhat satisfied.

But this was clearly just an appetizer.

In front of the General lay two reports he was to hand deliver to His Majesty King Louis; one was the entertaining "Cape Travelogue: Traveling with Vampires".

The king had to pass this report to the members of the grand council after reading it.

The other was a secret report on the space rift and Circle Tower, which was to be read only by His Majesty King Louis.

"Circle Tower, huh, an organization known as the ’Spine of Humanity’ that grew alongside the Kingdom of West Lan...have you begun to decay as well?"

General Loren stood in his chair, looking at the emerald Strauss strait in the noon light outside the carriage window. After West Lan Kingdom swallowed the Yisha Kingdom, this sea-crossing bridge took seven years to stand tall with the help of Silver Dwarves’ Earth Priests.

It connects the isolated Green Island with the territory on the mainland, like a large artery leading to the heart of the Golden Flower Kingdom.

The General, puffing on a dwarf pipe and breathing out hot smoke from his nostrils, squinted at the seagulls flying through the dust raised by the steam locomotive.

He mumbled:

"Better not be rotten, or else I’ll have to dirty my hands to get you out of the heart of the kingdom...though I don’t mind doing that. Daring to use dwarves? Heh, hope you’re prepared for revenge! We are quite petty!

And that Lord Morphy...did he steal my merchandise?

Hmm, it seems I need to find an opportunity to beat up that Midnight kid..."