My Players Are So Fierce

Do you feel like your life as a sycophant is too much of a failure, so you’re planning to delete your character and start over?

Of course, Murphy didn’t immediately step forward to end this twisted life.

After all, the person was in the second stage transformation.

Waiting for them to complete the transformation before striking is the minimum respect for transformations, damn it!

Besides, the second stage transformation has invincible frames.

This is a super classic combat design.

A large amount of Subspace corrupt power was infused into Jude Luo’s thin body in a “remote power transfer” manner.

Under Murphy’s slightly critical gaze, the guy inflated like he was filled with air, transforming from a skinny young man into the form of a Devil Muscle Man.

Even the severed blood wings were restored and became a “super” state with four wings.

Wow, his eyes actually emit a black-red glow…

However, the beautiful scarlet aura surrounding his body was replaced with a black-gray one that resembled decay, making it very unappealing.

As for his face.

It seemed like a strange mask had been put on, making it impossible to see his original appearance, but runes formed of flickering black and gray light dots appeared on his bare torso.

Overall, the effect of this transformation was somewhat lackluster, without any refreshing feeling.

“He’s speaking to me!”

Coffee-maker Jude Luo, who completed his transformation, felt he had a great advantage.

He flapped his four wings, hovering in the air, and roared in a voice that trembled with response:

“He demands I strangle you, Alpha…

Ah, you are Alpha?!

You’re the Murphy that Lord Source wants to kill!

Ha, wonderful!

As long as I bring back your heart, Lord Source will surely reward me, she will definitely…”

“Give you a passionate kiss?”

Murphy finished Jude Luo’s sentence for him.

White arcs of fragmented electricity were pulled from the corners of his eyes, and as Murphy’s fingers touched the necessary evil, the Demon Sword also let out a wail.

But it knew this was necessary.

Enduring this purifying power would grant it the ability to exterminate the Subspace Maleficent.

Due to the surge of pain, Murphy’s voice became hoarse as he said:

“Is this the pathetic fantasy of a sycophant?

Even dreaming is so constrained, you need to have some ambition, like taking my heart back and making your Goddess Luna your plaything.

Fully indulge in your wild and decadent fantasies, arrange her in every posture you desire…”

“Shut up!

You filthy vampire!

I’ll tear your mouth apart!”

Murphy’s taunt undoubtedly enraged the sycophant coffee-maker, who flapped his wings and charged forward with a vile aura.

But just as he was about to deliver a fatal blow, what he saw was Murphy’s lifted head, eyes covered in white arcs, and a slightly contorted face.

He said,

“Come, let me show you something amazing…”

“Boom”

A white halo erupted from Murphy’s body, causing an explosive reaction the moment it came into contact with Jude Luo’s Subspace aura.

The shock wave threw Tear Flesh and Irina through the air, slamming them hard against the mountain wall, while Jude Luo’s pain-filled and fear-filled screams rang out amidst the flashes of white light in the air.

The necessary evil, wrapped in streams of black and white, completed a triple acceleration in an instant, then pierced thirteen times repeatedly, causing Jude Luo’s body to splatter with blood, but the true fatal blow came from Murphy’s claw.

The Dark Night Claw, infused with Omega purification energy, effortlessly shredded Jude Luo’s body, leaving terrifying wounds as it struck him down to the ground.

This situation is aptly described with a crude analogy: “special attack greater than heaven, an ant screws a deity.”

The Omega purification program has no lethal effect on any orderly life forms, yet against Subspace corruptions, it delivers unavoidable real damage with an additional 1000% critical strike.

No exaggeration, getting hit once means preparing to die.

Even Salockdale couldn’t be immune to this attack, let alone a small fry heretic like Jude Luo?

On the ground, he saw Murphy, enveloped in a white glow, descending from the sky, pinning him down with a kneeling position, even having time to show an elegant farewell smile.

Then the claw punctured and gripped Jude Luo’s still-beating vampire heart.

In this moment of execution, Murphy said hoarsely:

“You might not know, but your Goddess Luna and I share the same elder.

According to vampire etiquette, I should call her Elder Sister.

Unfortunately, her infatuation with Triss is truly annoying.

Rest easy, young man.

If vampires have Hell, I’ll personally send your goddess there.

By then, you should learn to flaunt your male charm.”

“I won’t let you harm…”

“Squish”

The beating heart was yanked out, and the struggling coffee-maker died instantly.

The Subspace aura lingering on him tried to spread outward, but the white light surrounding Murphy transformed into dense purification lightning, eradicating every trace of corrupt energy left on the ravaged land.

Even the heart in Murphy’s hand was purified along the way.

After all defilement dissipated, Murphy stood up, looking at Jude Luo’s body, reverted to a youthful form, now turning to stone.

In his final gaze, anger was clearly written.

It wasn’t anger at his own death, but fury at Murphy’s declaration of eventually strangling Lady Luna with his own hands.