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Chapter 772 - 263. An Old Grudge Adds Another Stroke Tonight - Extra Chapter for "Brother Huo Is Pretty Good" [13/20]_3

Chapter 772: 263. An Old Grudge Adds Another Stroke Tonight - Extra Chapter for "Brother Huo Is Pretty Good" [13/20]_3

While walking, Murphy whispered:

"I suddenly realised that I am still an amateur in the use of Spiritual Energy. I will need your guidance on this."

"Why do you need to learn from me when you have Cui Si, the Spiritual Overlord by your side?"

The young lady expressed with surprise:

"Can’t Cui Si teach you? Impossible, given how close the two of you are all the time."

"I just don’t want her to ridicule me as a fool."

Murphy sighed and said:

"Cui Si is very critical, and she always likes to give me a hard time.

Don’t worry, as a Summoner, the Psychic Spells I need to learn are mostly control techniques that won’t waste too much of your energy."

"No, I am more than willing to help."

The young lady flicked her long hair and said:

"Regardless of whether you realize it or not, you are now the absolute core of the Blood Vulture Clan. I will do everything I can to meet all your needs.

I also hope to see the name of the Blood Vulture echoing under the midnight once again.

You!

You are the one who can achieve this in the shortest possible time, so, after you have some free time, I will teach you the basic skills of Psychic control.

Starting with the variations of your unique ’Death Grip’ ..."

"Ah!"

A piercing howl echoing through the sewer interrupted the young lady’s speech, causing her to instinctively grip her Night Howl Wand tightly, while Murphy remained indifferent.

He stared at the uneasy darkness ahead, and then glanced at the Grey Claw Wand Sword in his hand.

He whispered:

"Colando is dead, the Grey Claw faction is finished, hmm, the ambition is dead, but it will nourish another soul and make the victor embark on a thorny path.

I am indeed fortunate to witness this."

"You handed him over to Andrei?"

The young lady immediately read Murphy’s real meaning, and she asked in surprise:

"I thought you would handle Colando yourself, after all he challenged you, and it is not in your character to back down."

"I know how to share, Miss Phemys."

Murphy laughed in the dark, and he said in a low voice:

"The desire to monopolize all the good things is painful. Only through sharing can one find happiness. Moreover, what’s the point of revenge if it’s not shared?

Let’s go

And share our applause with the victor."

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Colando was dead.

He was almost completely frozen into an ice sculpture, a fate achieved by constantly releasing the power of the wintery soul, freezing flesh and Blood Essence in the end.

Faced with an enemy who couldn’t be killed with a sword, Count Andrei chose the most direct and effective method he could think of.

Of course, he paid a high price to achieve this.

"Your Highness!"

Vista, the bloodied loyal servant, rushed into the darkness and immediately spotted Andrei, who was slumped under the frozen Wolf bat sculpture.

The latter’s left arm was completely severed, and his chest was torn open to the extent that his internal organs could be seen. To avoid further weakness, he froze his wound to allow it to heal slowly.

At this time, Count Bai of White Mountain’s hair, eyebrows, and newly grown beard had turned pure white in the midst of the north wind. This transformation was caused by the extreme release of the winter essence of the wild bloodline.

The bloodline of King Boris indeed has its unique properties, but for this hard-won victory, Count Bai of the White Mountain still gave everything he had.

His second Frost Fang blade shattered.

The broken blade pierced the forehead of Colando behind him, while in Andrei’s hand was a Heart of the Silver Vampire frozen by the winter like a gemstone.

"Don’t touch me, let me stand up by myself..."

Vista wanted to help his count but was rejected by Andrei. The young vampire was extremely weak, but his eyes were full of joy and pleasure from victory.

He leveraged the broken sword to stand up, shockingly patted the unique ice sculpture behind him. The Grey Claw commander, who reverted to his true Wolf bat form, was frozen at the end of his life in an image so vivid and brutal that no skilled sculptor could recreate this legendary scene.

"This will make a great gift..."

Andrei was satisfied with his creation. He then handed over the frozen vampire heart to Vista and ordered, "You personally take this heart and this ice sculpture back to North Wind Castle and into the Ice Palace. Colando’s heart will be offered as a gift for Xiani’s 371st birthday. The Grey Claw ice sculpture will be a collectable gift for my sister, she will definitely love this eternal imprint of the victory moment shaped by the death of her enemy.

Vista, you must personally deliver them."

Count Bai of White Mountain reminded:

"This will allow our faction to be reborn..."

"I will not fail your trust!"

The loyal Vista solemnly promised and then let the two Thorn Maidens attend to the Count, leaving the place. As soon as he emerged from the dark tunnel, he saw Murphy and Phemys in front of him.

Count Cardman looked up and down at the devastated Andrei. The normally elegant and solemn Count Bai of the White Mountain struggled to straighten his back.

"Not bad, from both a soldier’s and commander’s perspective, you did well."

Murphy praised him.

He spun the beautifully carved Wolf bat Wand Sword in his hand, handed it over to Andrei with one hand and said:

"But what kind of commander doesn’t have a suitable weapon? Take this as a gift to congratulate your ambition triumphing over others’ ambition."

"This thing is quite valuable."

Andrei whispered:

"I thought you would keep it."

"I’m not interested in these material items."

Murphy waved his hand and said:

"All I need is victory! Yes, mere victory is enough to comfort my generous spirit. Ah! The wheel of hatred spins anew tonight, listen, the wheel of hatred has started turning again."