My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 811 - 276. That’s right! It’s called running a dungeon only if there are drops!_3

Chapter 811: 276. That’s right! It’s called running a dungeon only if there are drops!_3

Name: [The Disaster of Andma] Kenbote Bitebone

Rank: Level 30 Silver Body Elite

Profession: Level 15 Jackal and Wolf Assault Shield Soldier/Level 15 Hunting Priest/Bandit Leader with a Robbery Specialty

Status: Hunting Blessing [Range Attack Neutralization, Melee Skill Enhancement]

Special Bloodline: Bonebite Clan Giant Jackal and Wolf Individual [Significant Physical Attack and Defense Increase]

Rating: Extremely Dangerous

"Stop shooting! This guy is immune to bullets and arrows, switch to melee!"

Wumeioge shouted, pulling out a round shield from his bag and grabbing it, then casting Thorn Skill on himself before drawing a replica of the Avalon Sacred Blade.

As a subordinate class to the Red Knight, the Oak Knight’s career transition meant that he shifted from being a pure spellcaster to a composite profession like the Graveblade Guardsman. This meant Wumeioge could now wield a sword in combat.

Of course, he was still not quite on par with Brother Cat, a true master of close combat.

As he roared, the other players also stowed their firearms and drew their weapons, howling as they charged at the giant Jackal and Wolf ahead of them.

In their eyes, they had strength in numbers: even if each of them only struck one blow, it should be enough to bring the giant down. However, reality was cruel and relentless. Kenbote, who was proficient with the flail, an area-of-effect weapon, didn’t care how many attackers there were once he started swinging it.

With Kenbote’s roar, just the first swing of his flail sent more than ten people flying, six of whom were killed in midair while the rest were gravely injured upon landing, but the next second Lady Shui and Wumeioge’s Spring Revival wind blew across them in a wide area, transforming spiritual energy into healing power to save their lives and slowly replenishing their health bars.

"Damn! Is this AOE damage for real?"

Traveler Little Zhou, who had rolled twice before getting up with a dusty face, cursed while leaning on his lion spear:

"The dog planners are at it again! I’m a warrior who passed the Black Iron Trial!"

"That’s why you’re able to survive, my friend! Those who got one-shotted can’t withstand that kind of damage."

The bald Human Martial Monk Giant Shark spat blood as well.

Clutching his chest as he stood, he looked down at a small player who was hammered to death and bellowed:

"Those who haven’t passed the Black Iron Trial, don’t f*cking go up and become cannon fodder! Pull back! All of you pull back and do your quests. This isn’t something you can handle. If you get grazed by his attacks, you’re done for."

A wave of disappointed curses erupted among the crowd, but there was nothing they could do with their current level of strength except obediently retreat from the BOSS fight.

Fortunately, they did have quests left unfinished, so they quickly followed Life is Pretty Good and Tepar, heading to other parts of the camp to hunt down other Jackal Tribe Chiefs on Hog’s wanted list.

This whole scene was carefully observed by Murphy, who was lurking and spying from high above.

He nodded in satisfaction, pleased to see that his players knew the bigger picture.

He turned to Phemys and Kudell, who were also hiding in the shadows of the Star Realm and spying, saying:

"You two can head back now; go support Crimson Castle, they need you more! I’ll stay here to deal with the aftermath... Oh, wait a second, Kudell, hand over one of your items to me, any piece will do."

"Hmm?"

The Baron of Hunting looked puzzledly at Murphy while the Vampire Lord explained:

"Didn’t we agree on a triple line of defense? Phemys’ line was broken, so she doesn’t have to give these brave warriors a valorous reward, but both of us have to keep to the rule and present the warriors with a gift."

"Nonsense! I wasn’t breached at all!"

Phemys retorted quite annoyed:

"It was you who told me to retreat, now you’re making it seem like I’m weak?"

"Rules are rules, and out of the three of us, aren’t you the weakest? We should speak with conscience, my dear lady,"

Murphy shrugged and said:

"How about next time you get to set the rules?"

"Fine, I will! Humph."

The lady snorted in discontent and flapped her wings heading in the direction of Crimson Castle, while the Baron of Hunting thought for a moment and then threw his Heavy Crimson Sword to Murphy, saying:

"I could do with a new weapon anyway. I remember Salockdale has a personal collection which includes a blade named ’Griffin,’ the Blood Vulture’s famed blade collected during the fourth Black Disaster. That would suit me well."

"Indeed it is. You can find Cui Si for the key to my treasure chest."

Murphy nodded and told Kudell:

"Thank you for your cooperation, Civilian Protection Officer."

"I actually find the various rules you set up for your warriors quite interesting. It seems to be a unique mode of interaction between you and them."

Kudell responded:

"They’re all valiant souls, and I quite like them. Perhaps I should learn from you this effective communication method. Speaking of which, you should also give them a reward for breaking through enemy lines within the designated time, right?

What will you give them?"

"This."

Murphy swung the Cold Tooth Blade in his hand, saying:

"I’ve learned from Lady Rennesia that Lord Pa Ying has asked Old Edward to send gifts as a symbol of reconciliation, so I’m guessing I’ll soon have an even better weapon. If you plan to get on good terms with my warriors, Kudell, I have a tip: they like things that have both collectible and practical value.

The best items are those imbued with legendary tales.

Just one such item can stir the competitive spirit in most warriors."

"Really?"

Kudell nodded, saying:

"Then it seems I should make a trip back to Nantes. During my days as a Human Ranger Knight, all my weapons and gear were left in my homeland, the valuable war gear I collected from various places during my human career.

I guess they’d definitely love that."