My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2522 -841: No One Who Survives on This Calamity-Ridden Continent Is Innocent

“But why is it said to be a mother in a certain sense? Is there more to this?”

“Yes, because General Filoseer is still a virgin, I just checked.”

Lady Triss rubbed her temples, her face looking grim, and said:

“Inside the Elf Kingdom, there are also places of creation; they inherited some forbidden knowledge from the creator. I cannot determine exactly how they achieved this, as there are no clues in Filoseer’s memories—either she truly doesn’t know, or it’s been wiped clean.

In short, Luna is a ‘homunculus’!

Moreover, her birth is not an isolated incident. Elves have been conducting similar experiments for a long time, luckily I learned about this from the network in another world, otherwise I would have been unable to comprehend what the elves were trying to achieve.

These guys are crazier than we imagined.

They are trying to artificially create ‘godlings’!

Even more fatal is that this experiment seems to have received recognition from Avalon. Hundreds of years have allowed breakthroughs in the elves’ experiments, and I discovered some indescribable powers in Filoseer.

I need to return to Base R-9 to use its instruments to check her genes…”

“You are not an expert in this field, so let the professionals handle it.”

Upon hearing about this situation, Murphy’s expression suddenly became serious, and he said:

“They should soon send top biologists into Transylvania; this matter can be entrusted to them. What I am most concerned about now is whether the elves’ experiments and results have leaked? Why does this sound so familiar?

Could Salockdale’s experiments on Phemys have been inspired by the elves’ research?”

“What do you think?”

Lady Triss rolled her eyes adorably and angrily, and she said:

“If Salockdale hadn’t obtained this knowledge and confirmed its effectiveness, why would he go mad and take seventeen clan elders to Avalon Church to steal divine seeds, even at the cost of initiating the Second Night War with the old cult?

Damn it!

I am now highly suspecting that this knowledge was likely deliberately leaked to Salockdale by the evil elves; he was used as a pawn by the elves!”

“Or worse.”

Murphy sighed and said:

“The Elf Kingdom isn’t clean either; there are members of the Twilight among them… No, the Twilight has only been around for a hundred years, so those hidden within the Elf Kingdom are the ‘predecessors’ of these outstanding heretics from the Twilight.

The most troubling is the secrecy of the Castia Kingdom, which prevents us from finding any valuable information.

It looks like we’ll have to trouble Shani again.

But there’s another issue, if you confirm that Luna is a clone and a demi-elf, then whose paternal genes does she have? I think the elves are unlikely to randomly pick a human male from the roadside for such experiments related to ‘godlings’, right?”

“I don’t know, Filoseer’s memories lack information in this regard…”

“No need to speculate, both of you.

Luna’s paternal genes come from Hero King Boris, the most outstanding male of human civilization. Legends say that the Hero King possesses charisma that makes all human warriors willingly follow him and can freely manipulate ice and storm as if it were as easy as eating and drinking.

Our Druids suspect that the Hero King’s own lineage comes from a series of human experiments conducted by the creator’s servants during the Golden Era, related to divine powers.

In other words, Hero King Boris is quite likely the true ‘godling’.”

A calm voice sounded behind Murphy and Lady Triss, as General Filoseer, who had been snoring, now sat up as if nothing happened, stretched her body, and said:

“Luna is troublesome… Whether for you or for us, her existence has severely affected the advancement of the ‘godling’ project. The ‘Origin’ faction formed by her has been continuously attacking facilities of the Castia Kingdom for the past few years. I know you are hunting her, and we are actually doing the same.

So, cooperate, both of you.”

“When did you wake up?”

Lady Triss turned around with a displeased look at the Ranger General, who raised her eyebrows and asked back:

“Do you think without my cooperation your memory search would have been so smooth? Lady Triss, you just said you found some strange forces within me, haven’t you suspected that I am actually also the ‘godling’ you mentioned?”

“No, you’re not!”

Lady Triss resolutely said:

“I am the best theologian on the continent, and based on my understanding of divine power, I can affirm that you are simply a ‘half-finished product’. Your divine power response can only be used to protect your mind; it’s so faint it’s hardly practical in combat. The Elf King is indeed mad, he actually used his own sister as a test subject!”

“Heh.”

In response to this, General Filoseer let out a light nasal sound.

She lowered her head, playing with her mischievous hair ends, and with a few self-mocking whispers, said:

“Alas, why would such a wise life like you think that the noble King Quirion really has a dependent ‘sister’… So, let me introduce myself once more, both of you, my name is Filoseer Asha Emmagill.

But this is just the name I was given.

My true designation is ‘godling test subject 0141’, the female clone of King Quirion.

Yes, I am indeed his ‘sister’, or perhaps can be considered another him, in a certain sense.”

Murphy and Lady Triss exchanged a glance; he said:

“Such matters shouldn’t be confessed so openly upon the first meeting, should they?”

“I was planning to honor the agreement with my brother, keeping this secret sealed forever, and take it to the grave where I don’t know where I’ll be buried.”

The Ranger General pointed to the sky and said helplessly:

“However Avalon disagrees, just now, He requested that I should not keep any secrets from you, and I cannot defy my deity’s command. On such matters, I have no choice at all, honorable Sir Murphy, mysterious fellow to the divine…

Please ask questions.

Hereafter, I will not withhold anything.”