My Players Are So Fierce

900: 306.

Holy Light!

There is too much evil here worth fighting!_2

900: 306.

Holy Light!

There is too much evil here worth fighting!_2

Perhaps I should find a few artists or someone from another world with a specialty like Dasaen to act as my testers?

I could shoot several documentaries with a strong artistic vibe to better promote everything happening in Transylvania, in order to change the barbaric and rude image this land has in the eyes of others.

Hmm!

A good idea!

I must jot that down!”

Lord Morphy quickly scribbled a few notes in his notebook which was already one-third full.

This notebook, designated for collecting “inspirations,” was filled with the “outstanding suggestions” from little gamers he saw while lurking in the forums.

It was as if Morphy had an unreliable “administrative team” helping him plan the future of his territory.

Although such work truly isn’t for just anyone, it’s essentially virtual politics, isn’t it?

Bah, who’s to look down on?

“Little Mo Fei, the next batch of warriors from another world will enter Transylvania in three days.

They are already frantic on the forums, and it seems you’ve recruited an entire ‘Knights Group from Another World’ in one go.

Are you really prepared to let those strange ideas infiltrate Transylvania and even our world?”

As Morphy busily wrote, the voice of Cui Si rose from the shadows of the office.

The intense “surfing” of these last few days had slightly fatigued her charming face, and even bags were showing under her eyes, clearly from lack of proper rest…

Well, it’s not easy for a Vampire to exhibit such obvious fatigue symptoms, so what exactly have you been discussing with my little gamers and members of the Appetite Relief Party on the forums?

Morphy looked surprised at his enchanting Scarlet Witch, who appeared deeply concerned.

Under the lord’s puzzled gaze, she said in a low voice:

“That ‘Rushing River Knights Group’…

I don’t think it’s a good idea to bring them to Transylvania.”

“Why not?

They are no different from other warriors from another world.”

Morphy said with surprise:

“Moreover, they are trying hard to imitate our people here.

They enjoy ‘role-playing,’ which means they are more suitable than the other little gamers for some of the traditional ways of this land.

It might help to reverse the strange rumors that have already spread among the populace.

For instance, I’ve heard from the spies planted by Adel, reporting in private that many people think my warriors are enthusiastic and strong, but somewhat abnormal in the head.

The fighters defending this land being slandered as mentally ill is not the future I want to see, so I need to introduce some ‘normal people’ to adjust the stereotypes left by the warriors.”

“I’m not talking about their style or way of acting, Morphy, I’m talking about their ‘faith’!”

Cui Si said very seriously:

“Have you noticed that the members of the ‘Rushing River Knights Group’ have faith?

Even if it’s just on their lips, they believe in the ‘Holy Light.’ It’s a concept they can’t quite articulate themselves; it can be roughly understood as a collection of all that is true, good, and beautiful in the world…”

“The fact is they don’t really believe in that stuff!

It’s just a way to express their identity as role players, just as we Vampires always mention the ‘Mother of Midnight,’ but even the Blood Servants know that the Mother of Midnight doesn’t exist.”

Morphy nonchalantly and frivolously placed a hand on Cui Si’s waist and hip, but this time the witch did not stop him, because she was indeed discussing this issue with Morphy quite seriously.

Countering Morphy’s example, Cui Si shook her head and said:

“There was no Mother of Midnight before, but you have personally experienced the final tragedy at the Blood Eagle Corridor, you witnessed Her, Morphy, the Divine Spirit of the ‘Mother of Midnight’ that Salockdale sculpted for the Vampires…

I am one of the deepest researchers on the continent in this area, so let me tell you something that I’ve been trying to hide from you.”

Cui Si held onto Morphy’s wrist just as it was about to slide into an indecent area and whispered:

“Creating a ‘Divine Spirit’ isn’t just about a self-mutilating sacrifice, little Mo Fei.

The reason why Salockdale could fabricate that Divine Abomination is because, while the Mother of Midnight may not have existed, as a faith, it has essentially been present in the hearts and minds of all Vampires.

Even you…

have grown accustomed to invoking the name of the Mother of Midnight.

What I need to tell you is, Morphy, the mysterious and chaotic Subspace has a quite wonderful response to such ‘collective invocation.’ It wouldn’t be surprising if anything were to be born out of that chaotic realm.

When the call of countless people, the different imaginations and understandings of the same thing, once their number breaks through a certain level, will form a ‘projection’ of this thing in the Subspace.

That’s the first step on the Path to Divinity!

That’s the conclusion I’ve come to after researching all the legends and origins of the Star Giants currently on the Continent.

You are the second person, apart from myself, to know this.

I can tell you explicitly that Salockdale was able to create the ‘Mother of Midnight’ because of the Vampires’ thousand-year-long calls and praise for the Mother of Midnight.

Therefore, to be precise, Salockdale wasn’t ‘God Creating.’

He was ‘usurping godhood’!

The Divine projection of Vampires already existed.

It’s just that no qualified individual had been able to bear this ‘burden and glory.’ Think about it, why did I and Salockdale go to such lengths to steal a Seed from the Old Faith Sacred Ground that hadn’t sprouted for centuries!”