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Chapter 1109 1107. Vampires are good at causing trouble, but they are also good at solving it
"boom"

A violent solar explosion erupted on a high platform, just like a small sun being detonated and emitting light and heat that swept across the surroundings. Against the bleak backdrop of the collapse of the Great Pyramid of the Sun in the distance, it looked like a post-apocalyptic solar apocalypse.

The purification spell jointly launched by the two high priests was extremely powerful. If it hit Murphy, the vampire lord would die even if he had ten lives.

After all, it is an unsolvable attribute restraint. Using the solar spirit to fight against vampires will make them silent. It is very similar to how Murphy usually uses the Omega program to create chaotic creatures. Now the same frustration falls on him.

Murphy has never done anything like facing the High Priest of the Fiery Sun in the holy city of the Fiery Sun Church, which would be a suicidal act.

What’s more, although the solar explosion just now was cool, it didn’t hit anyone, right?
As the scorching light and fire dissipated, except for the remaining traces of battle on the platform that was burned into a glass-like state, Murphy, Tracy, Khufu, Fulier, Afeng, and even the high priest Puffy who was ambushed and beaten to the brink of death by his own people were all gone.

They ran away!

This made the two high priests, who had been stabbed dozens of times and were bleeding profusely, extremely angry.

A few minutes later, when the unfortunate guy who was banished to the astral world by Murphy returned to the material world, under the command of the three high priests, thousands of priests and sun warriors in the entire Sun City and their large number of followers were mobilized to start a city-wide search.

This is a very scary thing for vampires. This city was originally built based on the Songhai people's worship of the sun. There are too many ways to locate and capture traces of vampires.

Fortunately, Trish is very familiar with this place.

She had arranged for Adele to guard the evacuation area in advance. Now the group was already under the city, and they were running wildly in the sewers again.

You can't say that this way of escape is old-fashioned. After all, you will never find a city without sewers in any world. It's just like the human rectum. No matter how cold a person's body is, the rectum will always be warm and enthusiastic when he needs help.

"Lord Murphy, why didn't you jump out earlier and use your invincible God's Scepter to kill Berdinos and his giant soldiers?"

At this moment, Afeng, who was running wildly behind Murphy with the High Priest Puffy on his back, complained:
"Does it have to be this finale before you appear?"

"You have become more and more arrogant since you discovered the secrets of the world."

Murphy said without looking back:

"So, are you planning to let me jump out in front of thousands of Fiery Sun priests and assassinate the high priest who claims to lead them to establish a heavenly kingdom on earth in this Holy Sun City of the Songhai people? Do you have any misunderstandings about my strength?
What makes you think that your Lord Murphy can face off against something like the Colossus, which is basically invincible among gods?

Can you tell me so I can change it?

What about the Scepter of God? Not to mention that the launching pad of that thing has been unable to reach me for some reason, even if I had it in my hand, would I dare to use it? You guys are all here. If I use the Scepter of God to blow this place up, then I will have achieved the glorious achievement of killing all the members of the Pharaoh family.

So, shut up!
Run now.

Find that damn 'safe house' before those sun-worshipping lunatics tie us to the stake and start roasting us."

At Murphy's scolding, Afeng shrank his head.

He carried the high priest who had been coughing up blood on his back and looked at the people beside him. Khufu's face was ashen and he looked in a bad mood, but he was running in the sewer with his sister in his arms like a princess, and Princess Fulier's spirit had collapsed. She buried her head in her brother's arms as if she was dead.

At the back was the floating Grand Duke Tris, vigilantly observing whether there were any pursuers. In front of her was a road intersection, where Adele was waiting with Lord Palano's coffin on her back.

The only thing I didn't see was the little mummy.

The latter was hit by the fiery bombardment of the three high priests and fell off the platform. Considering that she had died long ago, it was impossible for her to die again. However, the chaotic situation did not allow Afeng to run out to find his mentor.

When the group came to the corner, they heard Adele say in a deep voice:

"There is a maze of sewers ahead. It must have been modified by psychic power. There is no way forward! The good news is that Grand Duke Cui Si's judgment is correct. Our 'compatriot' is indeed hiding here.

The bad news is, it looks like she's not planning on meeting us."

"Is it up to her to decide whether to meet or not?"

With her domineering attitude, Cui Si took a look at the sewer structure in front of her that had been transformed into a maze by some strange magic, and then sneered:
"It's just Yunlan's illusion. I can do it too. And this guy occupied the safe house I left hundreds of years ago without permission. It's really rude! He needs to be caught and beaten up. Get out of the way. Give me some time. I will solve this illusion.

As expected of the Secret Blood Clan who have been in the ancient country of Callum for hundreds of years, they have actually learned all the special skills of the Dragonborn. As expected of the Secret Blood Clan, they can learn any spell just by seeing it once.

Psychic Sharingan, yes. "

Amid such strange exclamations, Tris began to cast a spell to destroy the illusion, and the group got a chance to rest.

It was not until this time that Khufu, who had relaxed, had time to sort out his confused thoughts. The crown prince had experienced too much in less than three days, and his entire world seemed to have collapsed into something he did not recognize.

His father, who had been like a high wall protecting him from the elements, was assassinated and his life or death is unknown.

The brother-in-law, whom she regarded as a relative, was proved to be the mastermind. He used her sister and herself to awaken the Giant Sun God Soldier, who was about to destroy the miracle of the Creator in the minds of the Songhai people.

The Church of the Blazing Sun, which was supposed to protect the empire, defected and planned to break the belief in the Creator in order to create the "Lord of the Blazing Sun" who had been slow to show up. Judging from what Berdinos said before he left, the radicals within the Church of the Dead Moon seemed to have the same plan.

There was a traitor in the Thirty-three Pilgrims' family, who used the power of their father's assassination to launch a rebellion throughout the empire. There were also those crazy people hiding in all walks of life who secretly worshipped the "Original Sin Saint".
Khufu had never been as aware of the various problems existing within the Songhai Empire as he was now. In the past, these problems were concealed by the convenient life brought by the Creator's device, but they were exposed as soon as the Creator's power was taken back.

How can this be called a thousand-year empire?

Isn't this just a crater with wind vents everywhere?
"Thinking about the future?"

Murphy's voice sounded in front of Khufu, causing the Crown Prince to look up and see the Governor examining his sister. The handsome vampire lord listened to Fulier's closed and collapsed heart with his sense of desire, and said to Khufu beside him without turning his head:
"I guess you must be desperate now, but you are better than your sister. At least you didn't collapse directly.

To be honest, Thutmose II taught his two children very well. If anyone else were here, they would either fight to the death with Berdinos or be beaten to death and follow the other side.

But you can still maintain a relatively clear mind, um, not bad."

"I just I just can't understand what on earth Berdinos is trying to do?"

Khufu grabbed his cheek in pain and said:

"Even though that guy is so crazy, he still promised my sister that he would make me the Pharaoh. I can't understand it, Governor Murphy. I feel like the whole world has gone crazy."

"This shows that he believes he is doing the right and great thing, and he still sticks to the demeanor and decency he has developed since childhood. This is a good thing, and it proves that Berdinos is not really crazy.

You know, once you start to get involved with chaos, the collapse of your will often leads to more extreme consequences."

Murphy reached out and pinched Princess Fulier's delicate chin, looked at her broken eyes, and said:

"To be honest, I quite admire the fact that Berdinos sold out Dusk and declared those cultists as enemies of the empire. Especially the respect he showed me and his kindness to foreign friends, which made it difficult for me to regard him as a hopeless person.

But there is no doubt that Berdinos is a very dangerous guy.

Disguise and forbearance are only part of the problem. The real trouble is that he is very stubborn.

He adheres to his own set of values ​​and truly believes that everything he does is for the benefit of the Songhai people. He is even able to avoid the perception of sin by Lord Paying. This is something that not many ordinary people can do. From this point of view, it is not without reason that the sunworm Palom favors him.

Khufu, you don't have to feel devastated or desperate because you wrongly trusted Berdinos.

You are a good person, and it is normal that you cannot recognize the disguise of the destroyer. Do you hear me? Princess Fulier, this is not your fault. "

Murphy mobilized the blood aura to simulate the emotions of the Thorn Clan. He reached out and lightly touched Princess Fulier's forehead. The suppressed emotions in her heart exploded like wildfire, and the wooden Fulier could no longer control the excitement in her heart. She threw herself into her brother's arms and started crying loudly.

The crying was so sad and miserable that Murphy couldn't help but mourn for the poor girl.

Others only lost friends and family today, but she also lost her love. From Princess Fulier's grief-stricken state, we can see that although they were not officially married, her relationship with Berdinos must have been very good.

Well, true love is not gone.

"But I really can't understand it, Master Murphy."

Khufu hugged his sister and couldn't help crying. The most noble siblings in the entire empire were shedding little pearls in this dark sewer, and Afeng beside him couldn't help asking:
"Is the reason why Berdinos did this really what he said?"

"It is no small matter to eliminate the Songhai people's blind faith in the Creator and restore a group of people to reason. But I guess there must be other reasons why Berdinos must destroy the Holy City of Origin."

Murphy looked at Princess Fulier and said:

"Princess, would you mind explaining it to us? I believe that Berdinos has just told you the truth."

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Fulier cried miserably.

But the Princess of the Sand Sea was also very strong. She told everyone else, especially Murphy, everything that Berdinos had said, in tears. When they heard that the key to the Holy City of Origin was still in the hands of the Elf Royal Court, the puzzle pieces about the truth of a thousand years ago were quickly filled in.

"Ah, that's it!"

Murphy narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully:
“So, the Mamluk rebellion more than 300 years ago broke out because of a matter of life and death for the empire. It seems that behind all of Berdinos’ actions there is his grandfather’s unfulfilled wish. This situation of having a bomb buried in your own house and the switch in the hands of an unfriendly neighbor is indeed a tricky one.

But I guess what Berdinos knew can only be called facts, not the truth.

He didn't even have the full facts.

The Creation Engine lost control once thousands of years ago, and the current landform of the Land of Origin was shaped at that time. The Songhai people should have been exterminated in that disaster, but it was the elves who were guarding the Creation Engine at that time who protected you.

As for what happened next, it remains a mystery for now.

But your hatred of the elves has no reason, at least not at the moment."

"Murphy! Stop studying history, the illusion is about to start! Everyone get ready for battle! That guy is in there!"

When Tris shouted, the people in the sewer immediately drew their swords and guns. Even Khufu took a hot melt knife from Afeng and used it to protect his sister.

As Grand Duke Cuisi finished her spell, the sewer maze woven with Yunlan's illusion dissipated like a broken mirror, revealing the only path leading forward. In front of everyone, a female Songhai priest wearing the robes of the Church of the Fiery Sun and holding a burning sickle was standing in front of them.

The other party scolded:
"Thief! Leave immediately. I can pretend I didn't see it."

"Why are you pretending, Hathor? Do you think I can't smell the stench on you? You occupied my safe house and really think of it as your home? You are still as annoying as ever, you bastard!"

Tris stepped forward, exposed the Songhai man's disguise, and called out his name directly.

This made the Songhai woman in front of him curl her lips. Under Murphy's gaze, the latter reached out and lightly touched her forehead, and her disguised appearance dissipated, revealing the image of a mysterious vampire wearing a strange blood robe and a hood.

The hem of her robe was divided into four peculiar petals that floated above the ground, and the curve of her chic crystal high heels made Adele's feet hurt.

This thing...I'm afraid it's as sharp as a spear when it's used to kick people.

Murphy also noticed that the blood-red nails of the mysterious vampire in front of him were dotted with a strange glimmer, and there was a spiritual blood orb rotating and floating on both sides of her shoulders and behind her head.

This is the legendary classic attire of the elders of the Secret Blood Clan. Only their exaggerated psychic manipulation and perception can keep this high-level magical weapon running at all times.

"Tracey, in the news sent by the Scarlet Witch from afar, everyone said that you were dead. However, I spent a lot of money to ask the Heavenly Supervisor to divine for you. Facts have proved that the expensive money I sent played its due value.

I also know that we will meet one day.

Even so, seeing you really appear in front of me still makes me feel surprised. "

A member of the Secret Blood Clan named "Hathor" stepped forward in her "horrible" high heels and nodded slightly to Tris in a cumbersome and ancient etiquette, and Tris responded with an exaggerated courtesy.

From this point alone, it can be judged that the other party's identity is consistent with that of Tracy. In other words, the mysterious vampire in front of Murphy is actually the contemporary Grand Duke of Secret Blood.

"I smell death."

Hathor waved her hand and said:
"Bring the injured! Their condition cannot be delayed any longer. I am treating a poor little guy. If I can treat one, I can also treat three. But the money should be credited to the richest guy. Count Murphy, the chosen one of the Creators.

Even though this is the first time we meet, you already owe me three favors."

Faced with this blatant "touching porcelain" behavior, Murphy immediately shook his head and said:
"It seems that you and I have different definitions of 'favors', but we can discuss these details later. May I ask you, as the Grand Duke of Secret Blood, why did you not serve the Dragon Emperor in Yuxiao Mountain but come to the yellow sand thousands of miles away?"

"Tris! Don't you teach this child anything useful when you're not fooling around to satisfy your desires?"

Grand Duke Hathor sighed and said:

"When you asked this stupid question, all my interest in you disappeared. What a pity for such a handsome face."

"Just talk, don't bring it up on me."

Tris said with a straight face:

"As expected of you, 'Hateful Hathor'. It's been over two hundred years, and you're still as dumb and sharp-tongued as ever!"

"Heh, I just like the way you get mad but can't get rid of me."

The Secret Blood Duke sneered, waved his fingers, lifted up Palano's coffin and the seriously injured high priest with his psychic hands, and took them into her residence in the sewer. At the same time, he explained to Murphy with the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the ground:
"It is precisely because I am the Grand Duke of Secret Blood that I cannot stay in the Dragon Emperor's palace. The longer I stay in the luxurious palace of Yuxiao Mountain, the more suspicion my people will encounter. The Dragon Emperor's palace taboos are so complicated that you cannot imagine. I must stay away from my people to better protect them.

As for what I'm researching here.
Oh, hundreds of years ago, a brilliant blood clan genius arrogantly declared to me that she would be able to develop a method to allow vampires to be free from the constraints of sunlight. However, when the news of her death came, I still did not receive the method she had given me.

Since the younger generation is unreliable, an old guy like me has to do it myself.

Following the path that genius had taken, I finally found myself here and continued the research that she had abandoned."

Hathor paused.

The moment the door opened, she said in a voice that only the three vampires present could hear:

"Welcome back to the world, Tris. You may not believe this, but I'm really glad to see you."

(End of this chapter)