My Players Are So Fierce

2215: Chapter 739: Murphy?

Who the Hell Is That?

How Could a Dignified Gold Psychic Like Me Be at His Beck and Call?

2215 -739: Murphy?

Who the Hell Is That?

How Could a Dignified Gold Psychic Like Me Be at His Beck and Call?

“It seems some force is interfering with the transmission of ancient memories.

I can only roughly discern that the ruins of the Eden District have been fragmented, with most of them having subsided into certain areas of the Dark Territory due to geological changes.

Currently, only six surface ruins can be tracked.

Lady Oksana went there three times before her death, entering different ruins each time.

However, she did not go there to collect any kind of power; she simply wanted to retrieve those erased memories.

I can confirm that before being murdered by Archduke Charlemagne and Archduke Salockdale, the lady had already remembered many memories.

But that was by no normal means.

The situation you are concerned about did happen.

In the final stages of her life, Lady Oksana showed signs of being polluted by subspace.

She could hear a shadow called ‘Original Sin’ issuing her various invitations.

I can even judge that Lady Oksana did not die from homicide; it was actually a meticulously arranged suicide.

She wanted to die at the hands of her former lover.

This matter might have also affected Archduke Salockdale.

I have no records of the Blood Vulture Clan, but I guess that after personally killing Lady Oksana, Archduke Salockdale might have been affected as well, even including Archduke Charlemagne of the Blood Fear Clan.

This is very likely the result of a subspace shadow intervention.

Therefore, I am now hesitant about whether to follow the route in the ancient memories to seek out those Golden Era relics in the Dark Mountain Range.

I’m afraid I might end up the same as Lady Oksana.”

“Your concerns are correct; do not touch those ruins.

Keep this secret in your heart.”

After listening to Shani’s account, Lord Paryen said:

“I will arrange a suitable time to gather the current elite of the clan.

We will enter together to ensure our safety.

Most importantly, Murphy must accompany us in this matter.”

“Hmm.”

Shani had barely escaped being captured by subspace herself in the museum before, thanks to Murphy’s ‘personality correction duel’.

She understood why Lord Paryen specifically insisted on Murphy coming along.

However, considering the previous two awkward situations, Shani was actually somewhat reluctant to stay with Murphy.

Although both knew those damned romantic memories were between Salockdale and Lady Oksana, if these damned memory resonances used them as carriers, then honestly, there was no need to delve deeper into it.

You know, memories undoubtedly affect a person’s behavior and thoughts.

Two awkward experiences had already made Shani develop a kind of hard-to-describe symptom similar to ‘PTSD’ towards Murphy.

But she knew that in matters concerning the past and future of the Blood race, a small and helpless duke like her had no say.

“This thing…

is your next job.”

Lord Paryen took out a special small bottle from his pouch, containing some unique liquid.

But with the tremor of his fingers, the liquid would present a very special diffusion form.

Shani recognized this thing at a glance.

This is liquefied energy, specifically, some kind of processed energy feature.

“You are the most outstanding assassin among the vampire lineage, and this bottle contains the energy signature of ‘Origin’, a faction leader within the Twilight Organization.

You are to use it to locate Origin’s various hideouts and ruthlessly destroy them.”

Lord Paryen said:

“The whole process must be quick; do not touch any of her relics, do not converse with her, and do not attempt to make any seemingly nice deals with her.

Shani, you have witnessed firsthand in ancient memories how the Golden Age ended, and you should know subspace is the enemy of all things!

Especially for vampires, it is something that cannot be compromised.

I am entrusting this to you, which can help you avoid being influenced by subspace shadows to the greatest extent.

However, I still require you to meet Murphy after destroying each stronghold to have him clean up any spiritual residues.

I won’t hide from you.

This is also a form of inspection and constraint.

If Murphy finds that you have made some deals with subspace lackeys that you think benefit the Thorn Clan or Nordtof, then he wouldn’t need to take action.

I will personally come to give you a straightforward and merciful ending.

We have already been harmed by subspace shadows to this extent, and I will not allow any clan members to attempt to profit from it.

So, control your hands, restrain your mind, and swear by the Thorn Clan, you must complete this matter properly.”

“I swear!”

Shani’s expression was solemn.

She knew Lord Paryen was not joking with her.

This was a very serious warning and conversation, which also made her somewhat regretful.

When Murphy asked her to join this small group before, she was a bit indifferent, but now Lord Paryen joined and dominated the course of events.

Wanting to regretfully back out was too late.

If she dared to submit a resignation, the lord in front of her would dare to pierce her with a Holy Spear.

Damn it!

She had boarded a pirate ship; this is really going to be her undoing.

She sighed secretly, taking the small bottle with the Origin’s energy signature and a futuristic-looking headband from the lord’s hand.

Under his guidance, she placed this “spirit reinforcement” component on her forehead, resembling a small silver-gray crown.