My Players Are So Fierce

1730: 578.

Next, please allow me to introduce Transylvania’s “new specialty” – [20/30]_3

1730: 578.

Next, please allow me to introduce Transylvania’s “new specialty” – [20/30]_3

Murphy’s persuasion was quite straightforward, but for the sake of the “Book of Ten Thousand Curses,” the goat woman didn’t refuse but rather fell into a long contemplation.

She finally made a decision when Murphy and his cannibal demon friends were about to embark on their journey.

“My followers and I need to see the ‘Book of Ten Thousand Curses’ with our own eyes; only then can we use it as evidence to convince the elders to send troops.

Dark Root indeed has a battle force composed of curse mages.

In the competitive Abyss City, that is our livelihood.”

Julia rode on the saddle of a summoned displacement beast.

Amidst the snarling of the ferocious panther-like otherworldly creature, she earnestly said to Murphy:

“The elders are quite open-minded.

If the Transia people can really help us combat the Baphomet Cult, I believe the elders would be willing to become your friends.”

“Very well, let’s go, first to Shadow Valley.”

Murphy sat on Dazhuang’s shoulder and, as the well-fed and satisfied cannibal demon rose, he said to the group of goat men behind him:

“On the road, I’ll teach you the proper way to interact with my warriors.

You’d better learn well, lest they mistake you for wild creatures and treat you like stew.”

“But over at Blackfire Pass, they won’t allow us through.

The Blood Covenant Knight Order is very strict.”

Julia was a bit hesitant.

With a wave of his hand, Murphy said:

“I am the Governor of Transia and a core figure of the Blood Vulture clan.

I have an excellent personal relationship with Lord Hether, she’ll give me this face.

Speaking of which, I heard the heritage of the cunning magician came from you goat folks.

So, Mrs.

Julia, as a goat scholar, do you know that set of cunning magician techniques?”

“Of course, I am also a powerful curse mage myself.”

The goat woman proudly puffed out her chest and said:

“I graduated as the top student from the Abyss City Curse Academy, which is how I crossed three ranks in thirty years to become a Level 2 scholar.

You may not understand its prestige, but I must tell you, I am one of the smartest individuals in the entire Abyss City!

In perhaps a few more decades, I’ll be qualified to inherit my mentor’s council member position, assuming I don’t get assassinated by other factions, you know, some of our goat people’s ancient traditions can occasionally be quite a headache.”

“Ah?

So impressive?”

Murphy said in amazement:

“Then why did you get messed up by a bunch of wolf people like this?

You should have used spells to teach them a lesson, Ms.

Distinguished Graduate.”

“Ahem, that’s because I am a pacifist, excellent in theory but not adept in combat.”

The goat woman tactfully admitted that she was actually not good in fights.

She wasn’t entirely exaggerating.

This one was a genuine silver rank curse mage, and the fact that so many of her followers could survive in adversity was due to her powerful defensive and supportive magic.

Unfortunately, she indeed wasn’t very good at using curses to kill.

“Very well, then I appoint you as a faction mentor for Transia’s cunning magicians, and you can have your own mage tower in Treasure Bay.

I believe Old Huo, who has been troubled by power enhancement recently, would be quite willing to find himself a ‘family teacher.’

Oh, I forgot to mention.

Triss also has a copy of the ‘Book of Darkness and Destruction,’ which is said to be the warlock’s Holy Codex?”

“That book was authored by our ancestors, and its circulation is precisely what made the goat people’s reputation on the continent as bad as street rats.”

Julia covered her eyes with her furry hands and sighed:

“Alas, the initial creation of that book was a mistake, and precisely because of the ideological conflict it sparked in Abyss City, my tribe splintered, leading directly to the birth and rise of the Baphomet Cult.

It’s said the original has already been secured by the previous Master of Purification, Mayreddin, from the Circle Tower.

What a pity, that book should have been destroyed!

Because our ancestors obtained that evil dark knowledge from subspace back then.”

“Knowledge has no good or evil, just like a hero saving people with a knife and a villain killing with a knife.”

Murphy had no particular stance on the matter.

He said:

“But you goat people should indeed reflect on your overly vigorous sharing desire.

Next time you pass on some powerful curse magic, it’s best to assess the apprentice’s character in advance.

Enough on this, let’s set off now, we should reach Blackfire Pass by tomorrow morning.

War is coming, cherish these last moments of leisure.”

—

In Triss’s private laboratory within the Blood Vulture Corridor, the Crimson Witch was flipping through the “Book of Ten Thousand Curses.” As a Spiritual Overlord, she easily learned the curses within this book, but what truly intrigued Triss was the set of “Law” spells documented in it.

It’s said to be a secret legacy directly from the King of all curses.

Previously, that goat defiler used a void prohibition law, almost causing Triss to plummet from the sky and turn into a hideous mess.

“Such exquisite learning, the goat people have so many goodies at hand.

Had I known, I would’ve leveraged my ‘Honorary Elder’ title to sneak into the Abyss Treasury and steal more back then.”

Triss thought as she read, taking notes and lamenting in her heart:

“Oh dear, that’s my dark history, especially the near-miss when I got caught stealing by the elder; it was the most embarrassing of all my countless failures in the first half of my life.

Can’t let little Mo Fei find out.

It was all Luna’s fault for being so dumb back then…

Oh, Luna…”

The Crimson Witch thought of the one now claiming to be “Origin,” exhaling with helplessness, lamenting her twisted fate, then she turned a page.

In the next second, Triss was startled to find multiple runes in the knowledge on that page of the “Book of Ten Thousand Curses” glowing with eerie light.

She reached out to touch those runes.

In a moment, the world before her eyes shifted suddenly, as if some illusion was cast, making Triss seem as if she had entered a strange space filled with mist, with a massive figure barely visible ahead, its body adorned with assorted mysterious runic texts.

“Be careful…

You’ve been targeted…

The ripples of subspace carry cries, an incomplete shadow yearning to return…

you shall become the Midnight Matriarch’s witch…

seek him…

chaos approaches…

only he can protect you…

Alpha…

serve him!”

“Whoosh”

Everything returned to normal in the next instant.

Triss gaped at the once again silent runes before her, taking several seconds to process what had just happened.

A typical divine power resonance!

“Verdia?

King of all curses!

You…

you actually exist?

But why ask me to serve Murphy?

Huh?

Are you actually the legendary matchmaker?

Meddling in such trivial matters?”