My Players Are So Fierce

1961: Chapter 654: You Actually Had a Backup Plan?

As Expected of You, King of Bone Biting!

(Part 3)

1961: Chapter 654: You Actually Had a Backup Plan?

As Expected of You, King of Bone Biting!

(Part 3)

At this moment, he was still using his notebook, which exuded a rose scent, to record the “customs and culture” of Plague Valley, to store knowledge to use as a key topic when interacting with the goddesses.

“I’m actually quite curious, how did the special circumstances of Plague Valley form?”

Murphy glanced at Hog, who was still assigning tasks, turned his head and said to Moon Necromancer Tear Flesh beside him:

“I previously thought that the only thing existing here was simply death energies, and it was because of your recklessness that it occurred.

But after obtaining the power of Jude Luo, I realized that this place became what it is now because there is a substantial amount of Netherworld aura residue.

The land here has even been transformed by Netherworld’s power.

I suspect this stems from some accident?”

“It was an accident caused by Lame Claw.”

Tear Flesh was already dead, regretful but not obsessed with matters before death.

Hearing Murphy’s inquiry, he answered in a dry tone:

“Lame Claw was the most talented necromancer I’ve ever seen; it was a genius.

Even Lady Nephitali marveled at Lame Claw’s wild thoughts during the construction of the dead, but the issue was Lame Claw’s madness didn’t appear only after death.

It was born a cold-blooded lunatic.

After I brought it back to Plague Valley from a rundown small clan, its true potential was uncovered.

At that time, I was busy extending research into death powers and didn’t pay attention to it, resulting in Lame Claw poisoning one-third of the people in the valley within three days using its own concoction.

It did so not because others bullied it, but merely because it needed enough corpses to complete what it considered its ‘world-shaking’ creation.

I didn’t know what Lame Claw did that night, but the result was deadly.

It directly drew the attention of the Netherworld Will, which even dispatched a dangerous soul adjudicator to capture Lame Claw’s soul.

By the time I arrived, that audacious fool was already dead.

However, to preserve its soul, I used a forbidden method taught by Twilight, sacrificing ten years of my lifespan and a third of the remaining clan members’ lives to retrieve the soul of Lame Claw, already tortured to madness, from the adjudicator.

That was the biggest mistake I’ve made in my life.

I thought I could cure it, but reality proved I couldn’t.

Lame Claw was completely insane, and it even forgot the content of the experiment it did that night.

But one thing is certain, Lame Claw accidentally discovered some forbidden secrets of the Netherworld.

Changes in the valley began from that day, but by coincidence, the transformation by Netherworld aura made our valley a perfect breeding ground for the undead.

Since then, we started stealing warriors and elite remains from other clans massively, bringing them back here.

Any corpse buried here doesn’t rot and strengthens over time.

The relic of the Pestilence Clan is here, and now, it belongs to you all.”

“What’s the use of these corpses for me.”

A splendid plan flashed through Murphy’s mind, yet he still waved his hand, saying:

“These are strategic resources belonging to Wise Wolf.

I don’t need them, but perhaps you could open Plague Valley for my warriors, some of whom would be willing to pay a high price for quality undead servants.

Do your hidden corpses contain many Iron Elites?”

“Are you mocking us?”

Tear Flesh replied disdainfully:

“We never choose less than Iron Tier elite remains when we steal corpses, and there are even nearly a hundred silver tier Werewolf warriors; Claw Chief Mother yearns to acquire the Pestilence Clan not because we engage in petty thievery.

Many people want the things we have.”

“That’s great, but this place shouldn’t be called Plague Valley anymore.”

Murphy rubbed his chin and said:

“Change the name to ‘Soul-stealing Valley’.

It will surely become a quality raid location…”

“Master Murphy, please come with me, I must tell you something immediately!”

Hog’s voice interrupted Murphy and Tear Flesh’s conversation.

Facing Wise Wolf’s invitation, Murphy agreed gladly.

He followed Hog into the inner chamber of the Plague Council Hall, where Hog cast a newly learned Jackal secret technique to block eavesdropping and perception, and only then did he speak:

“Just now, the King of Bone Biting awoke for a few minutes.

It told me that after capturing the Pestilence Clan, I gained some power to stand in the Dark Mountain Range, allowing Lord Felix to divulge its deepest hidden secret to me.

Broken Tooth Clan!”

Hog’s wolfish face was unusually solemn as he said:

“The Broken Tooth Clan had an agreement with the King of Bone Biting, occurring before the fourth Black Disaster.

This clan is neither stubborn exiles nor reclusive freaks of Jackal society; they guard the most desolate land for their mission.

The Civilization Museum of the Werewolves is there!

Sir Murphy, you and I must visit there at some point.”