My Players Are So Fierce

1616: 543.

True Water-Logged Mummy Girl

1616: 543.

True Water-Logged Mummy Girl

According to Lady Veylanther, Baphomet’s Underground Palace is divided into three layers, becoming increasingly dangerous the deeper one goes.

At the entrance to the second layer, the players have already encountered the formidable Goat Men Nightmare Priests and Dream-Treading Thugs, along with the perilous Shadow Dogs they summoned from other dimensions.

The intensity of the battles is nothing short of overwhelming.

Fortunately, Adel’s Pioneering Group is composed of elite players.

Although their combat skills vary, their strength at the Black Iron Tier is already commendable.

They have ample battle experience and an unyielding willingness to sacrifice.

Thus, after receiving the oddly peculiar Mummy Girl Nifytelli, and under Murphy’s command, the players immediately launched a “reverse charge.”

It took them over ten minutes to charge down to the second layer, but less than ten minutes to retreat—a maneuver so efficient it left everyone amazed.

However, the unfortunate fact remains: Baphomet’s Underground Palace is an outright damned place.

Its complex maze-like layout and astonishing construction caused less than half of the hundred-plus players who rallied alongside Murphy to make it back.

The other half didn’t just die.

They simply failed to find the right path and ended up trapped in the cursed maze of Baphomet’s Underground Palace.

The interference within the palace prevents the Calculating Pearl’s “auto-navigation” from functioning.

This means that upon entering, one must rely solely on their senses and familiarity with the maze to have any chance of a quick escape.

“Go, bring my warriors out of there.”

Under the blackened sky outside the Underground Palace, Murphy summoned the Astral Lone Wolf, George.

This was already his second summon of the night, and when George appeared, he was holding a fresh rabbit in his jaws.

Hearing his master’s command, the wolf flicked his tail in annoyance.

Thanks to Murphy’s gift for Beast Speech, he heard George’s grumbles loud and clear.

But Murphy had no choice—he couldn’t irresponsibly abandon his little players in that maze now, could he?

Well, actually…

Wait!

Wasn’t his original intention just to have them explore the outer edges of the palace?

Oh, in that case, never mind.

“Enjoy your midnight snack, you rascal.”

Murphy kicked his Astral Wolf lightly, and George, ecstatic at the permission to slack off, trotted off to savor his rabbit.

Nearby, the Blood-Drinking Spirit Vulture landed, squatting on a boulder next to George.

The lone wolf thoughtfully shared the rabbit’s eyes with his strong companion.

Reveno, not one to hold back, happily accepted.

These two creatures originally didn’t get along.

But ever since Murphy contracted the Endless One Mannis, the oppressive aura and mocking sense of cruelty from the Half-God of the Star Realm had placed extreme pressure on the two beasts.

Under Mannis’ torment, George and Reveno naturally banded together as “natural allies.”

They were currently discussing where to hunt next.

Reveno claimed it could do the locating while George handled ground assaults, with the spoils being split seventy-thirty.

George agreed to the collaboration but took issue with the split ratio, thinking thirty-seventy would be more reasonable.

After all, Reveno wouldn’t grow weak from not eating meat—in its case, the demand was purely for the indulgence of its appetite.

“You’ve raised your Astral Wolf quite well.

If not for the fact that you’ve never dabbled in the realm of hunting, I might have mistaken you for an outstanding hunter or Beast Tamer.”

Outside the Underground Palace, within a simple campsite setup by Mrs.

Bonis and the undead creatures she summoned, Murphy sat opposite a peculiar mummy who had finally completed her “body repairs.”

The scene was nothing short of an “anatomy lesson.”

Murphy watched in its entirety as the bizarre figure unwound her mummy wrappings, stitched up her broken arm bones, sewed the horrifying wound across her stomach, and finally removed her head to reassemble her shattered spine using Grudge Spirit Glue.

Throughout this “unforgettable” process, she even took the time to pop her dislodged eyeball back into its socket.

To say the procedure was gruesomely horrifying and utterly chaotic would be an understatement.

If Murphy wasn’t already a villainous vampire steeped in dark deeds, he probably would’ve lost control and wet himself in terror.

This isn’t an exaggeration.

Initially, the location of Murphy and Nifytelli’s conversation had been surrounded by watchers.

A third fled when Nifytelli began stitching her arm.

Another third fled when she moved on to her stomach.

By the time she removed her head and worked on her spine, the remaining “heavy taste” veterans—some of the most unflinching individuals—were screaming and fleeing.

It was far beyond the limits of human tolerance and drew triumphant laughter from the Mummy Girl.

Obviously, she had done it on purpose.

She didn’t want their conversation to be overheard.

And even though everyone else fled, one individual still stayed until the very end.

Pantsless Demon Afeng stood a short distance away.

This quirky and unusual player observed Murphy’s peculiar mummy counterpart with great curiosity, regarding her with the same odd fascination one might have for a freely moving “Dead Body Teacher.”

As Bella’s apprentice, he studied Netherworld knowledge and recognized that this strange woman was most likely the legendary “Mummy Priest.”

Her unique lifeform also aligned with her profession.

Based on what Necromancer Bella had gleaned from the Ghost Mystic Manual, it was one of the Moon Holy City’s secretive career paths.

This career’s pinnacle culminates in the powerful existence known as the “Ancient Mummy Lord,” one of the most formidable beings that could emerge from the Netherworld.