My Players Are So Fierce

Amidst the tremors of the Winged Cavalry’s appearance, the Manson Priest painfully closed his eyes.

This pain wasn’t just because his meticulously planned scheme was foiled at the last step by the damn Transia people, but also because his aging body, despite the blessing of the Master of Hunting, was struggling under the increasing pressure of psychic energy.

Having lost the adjustment of the magic staff, the old Wolf Man had to rely entirely on his own determination to carry out the next operation.

In this respect, this bastard is also a hardcore tough guy…

or rather, a hardcore tough wolf.

After all, back when the Grand Duke of Triss endured the psychic storm to open the star-world tear with her own body, she had a few Nocturne Core Crystals to share the pressure.

This bit reckless old thing’s current state is akin to “forcefully bending the bow.”

Impressive, truly impressive!

It also really hurts.

Although the psychic storm’s level now isn’t enough to perfectly open the rift Manson imagined that could engulf Shadow Valley, he was already struggling, so now wasn’t the time to comment on these things.

“Open for me!!!”

In a howl of agony, the old Wolf Man raised half of the magic staff toward the sky.

The next moment, a blinding glow of psychic energy shot straight into the sky, resembling the reenactment of the great tear at Blackflame Mountain Pass, though Old Manson didn’t have a Saucy Snake to help position the star-world turbulence.

Not only lacking that, the Wolf People were even lazy enough to not calculate the position exchange between the Star Realm and the physical world, their main feature was randomness and the wild beauty of brute force.

They only wanted to open the rift, as for what might rush out once opened wasn’t in their consideration.

As facts prove, the Wolf People hit the jackpot blindly.

With no positioning and calculation, the star-world rift opened pretty much following the direction of the rift opened by Murphy earlier, right within Silver Wolf Herson’s territory.

This scene dumbfounded Endless Mannis who was watching all this unfold.

Were these Wolf People actually this bold?

If only they’d known their recklessness earlier, Mannis would have secretly manipulated them to sell their meaningless souls with just a bag of beans…

“Endless One, I need your help!”

A humble voice rang out at this moment, causing Mannis, who was enjoying the spectacle in the Star Realm, to curl his lip, as Saucy Snake disdainfully replied:

“Nag nag nag!

Nagging like a reckless client needing to be interrogated severely while bound to an electric-chair, isn’t it?

Aren’t I here already?

Just say how you need my help otherwise.

Besides, your star watching technique is pretty good.

To manage precise contact with me under such interference shows you are truly talented.”

“You flatter me, I merely spent all the time other Goat Men use for entertainment watching fights and mating on practicing star watching technique.

Diligence can make up for lack of skill; I am, after all, not a genius like Lord Murphy who earns your favor as a majestic half-god of the Star Realm.”

At this moment, Go Man Star Diviner Paul, alongside a big shot, humbly responded while jumping into the Unknown Valley via the Bird Group’s positioning stone:

“I now need your help to calculate the corresponding real-world coordinates of the opening rift; through my research on the Star Realm Tear Technique, I already possess a method to restrain its continuous opening.

I will set an astrological mark in the valley, needing your power in the Star Realm to mobilize psychic energy, thereby suppressing the rift’s opening.

It sounds tough, but I’ll manage the complex operations, you just need to provide the power…”

“Hmm, providing my power to a warlock?

No no no, such dangerous endeavors I won’t engage in.

Though you’re humble, you seem like a rotten seed.”

Mannis decisively refused:

“Need me to temporarily find a victim for you?”

“Hmm?

Is that something you can facilitate?”

Paul didn’t deny his devious intention but exclaimed:

“No Star Realm Demigod wishes to accept the Goat Men’s friendship, blaming those compatriots wreaking havoc across the continent for our truly terrible reputation.”

“It’s alright, I have a broad social network, tell me, is there a favored demigod you wish to befriend?”

Endless One skillfully played matchmaker, his tongue flicking like a snake echoing:

“I can provide you the means to contact them, it’s certainly manageable, but considering the current rift opening within Silver Wolf’s domain, my recommendation is directly contact Herson, the bitch.

She will definitely assist you, as no one residing in various areas of the Star Realm wishes for their territory to inexplicably leak a grand hole.

Yet I also have conditions…

No matter your intent towards the poor Star Realm demigod, a third of your gains must belong to me.”

“Your appetite is too large, sir, I’ve spent decades preparing this risky undertaking.”

Paul immediately countered softly:

“Being a Star Diviner unable to freely tread the Star Realm is honestly a disgrace to this craft.

I swore to change the situation, but with no demigod willing to aid poor Star Diviner, we must find ways ourselves.”

“I don’t care; I demand one-third of the reward, or I’ll expose your plan everywhere!”

Mannis shamelessly threatened:

“Your wish for me to succeed in a task isn’t so simple, but opposing a task is vastly easier, cunning Goat Man, are you ready to take such a risk?”