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Chapter 1506 1503. Vic Fato's Last Day

Murphy didn't stay in Deep Shadow City for long, but the cool operations performed by the players really opened his eyes.

Alien entities cannot decompose alcohol as quickly as psychic projections, and the direct consequence is that the family guards patrolling the city of Deep Shadow at night can see disheveled foreigners making trouble on any street.

Some were drunk and sat on the roadside, mumbling something.

Others were walking around in circles in this shadow elf city, saying they were trying to find the neighborhood where they lived. They got keys from somewhere and tried to unlock the doors one by one, scaring the shadow elf residents on the street.

The most outrageous ones have been imprisoned in the prison of Deep Shadow City because they were drunk and urinated near the statue of Ms. Rose, which is a serious blasphemy.

Facts have proven that it’s better not to touch alcohol.

You see, Brother Wumiao is very sensible and knows what is important. He only drinks a little. When a group of unlucky guys were singing Tears Behind Bars in the Shadow Elves' prison, Brother Wumiao had already become carefree somewhere.

That guy decided to start writing his own masterpiece from tonight, he wanted to write a book about the customs of girls in other worlds in a "realistic style" and based on his personal experience.

But the fact is that Wu Miao is also clueless.

The experience of being tortured to death by the proprietress did not teach Giant Shark how to judge the situation. As a result, in the early morning of the next day, it was Lao Qu and San Wu Dou who ran to bring Brother Wu Miao, who was too weak to walk, back to their temporary residence.

The most outrageous thing is that Wu Miao Ge has two red envelopes in his pocket.
I don't know who taught this ghost custom to the shadow elf. Anyway, after waking up, Wu Miao was in tears. Looking at his thin dog-like appearance at this moment, it is clear that his masterpiece will probably end badly in the first chapter.

"These guys are really crazy. They got so many drunks in one night!"

In the early morning, Murphy was preparing to leave Shadow City and return to Transia, where he was going to see off a special "guest". The one in charge of the city was Ms. Drusilla's confidant. She accompanied Murphy to leave the upper city, but she saw Lord Murphy looking helpless, ashamed, and gnashing his teeth along the way.

Although the bad behavior of those foreigners was indeed somewhat funny, it also allowed this confidant to see that Lord Murphy had special feelings for these foreigners.

He really seemed to treat them as close friends, and would take the initiative to apologize to the shadow elves for the trouble they had caused in the city. This "people-friendly" behavior alone was enough to make people realize the difference between Murphy and other big shots.

Unfortunately, the shadow elf civilization has not produced such a leader, but Ms. Drusilla is already a very good commander.

"I swear, I will make these shameful bastards pay the price!"

In front of the astral passage opened by Tristana, Murphy looked back at Deep Shadow City not far away and felt his cheeks getting hot. When had he ever suffered such an injustice since his rebirth?

He lost all his face today!
"You can't ask a bunch of guys who treat this as a game to follow those harsh rules."

Shani's voice, holding back laughter, came from behind Murphy. She said:

"In my opinion, it's good enough that you can unite them. Based on the information I saw on the forum last night, I have concluded that these guys are theoretically uncontrollable.

Their thinking, behavior and logic are all chaotic. I can't imagine how terrible the organization composed of these people would be.

From this point of view, you are really a genius, and it is not an exaggeration to call yourself the protector of foreigners.

They were not bad people, their true nature was only exposed under the influence of alcohol, and it turned out that they were not much different from the barbaric but generous warriors under my father's command.

When my father conquered the wilderness, those drunken bastards would even go wild outside his tent. I still remember my father's helpless rage. "

"How much do you know about them? Last night's joy may just be the beginning of indulgence. I don't recommend them to enjoy life, but don't go too far. When I need soldiers, they will all be too weak to go to the battlefield. Then I will see how I deal with them!

Humph, the title is not just to scare them!"

Murphy snorted stubbornly, not wanting to discuss this embarrassing topic any more. He stepped forward through the astral passage and appeared at the outskirts of the swamp restricted area after walking for a few seconds.

The locust plague had no impact here at all. Although the swarm greedily desired to obtain the genes of the legendary creature Ningkinanka, the defense system of the swamp restricted area derived from the Eden zone system made it impossible for them to break through.

After all, all the Zerg nests near Transia were marginal ones, and they were wiped out by the ferocious Transians before they had much chance to develop. Naturally, this good place became a place of sigh that the Zerg could only dream of but could not obtain.

But Murphy did not go deeper immediately. Instead, he took out his captain's key, which was like a pocket watch, to check the time, and then waited patiently. His sense of time was quite good. After waiting for less than ten minutes, he heard the roar of the shuttle flying down from the clouds.

This also alarmed Xia Ni, who was sitting on a nearby rock holding a computing orb and studying knowledge from another world.

She looked up and saw a night-bat-shaped shuttle coming towards the swamp restricted area like an elf in the wind. It paused in the air three hundred meters above the ground and input a verification command into the security system of the swamp restricted area. Then, the hidden mechanical turrets were unlocked.

The shuttle landed very lightly above the swamp area in front of Murphy. As the hatch opened, a silver-gray mechanical ladder extended downward to the solid area. Then, under the gaze of Murphy and Shani, Fatto, who seemed to have aged thousands of years overnight, walked out of the shuttle with the support and protection of several vampire counts.

Fato's condition has been deteriorating, and the battle of Hive Zero is his last.

Especially after he voluntarily gave up the path to the power of the Blood Ancestor and gave it to Murphy, although Murphy helped him expel the influence of chaos, Fatto's body still irreversibly decayed.

It's not torture.

In fact, he should have died during the Chaos Invasion thousands of years ago. He was one of the lives closest to the opening of the Chaos Rift at that time. It was Original Sin that would not let him die, and he had to use Fato to obtain the power of the Blood Ancestor.

Now that Fatto has escaped those sufferings, it can be seen from his cloudy but calm eyes that this most outstanding biologist of the Blood Ancestor's time is now looking forward to the arrival of death and eternal silence, so that he does not have to live in this world that he once hurt so badly.

But the burial place Murphy chose for Fator is interesting.

When he saw the scenery of the swamp restricted area, Fato, leaning on his cane, let out a sigh of joy.

He refused the support of the vampire counts, and walked alone with a trembling back in this area that he was about to forget. He even took off his shoes and stepped into the mud beside him, leaving footprints there.

"O'er is just ahead."

Murphy, with his hands behind his back, was suspended in the air a few inches above the swamp, and said to Fato who was stumbling forward:
"How about we make a bet and see if your little Or still remembers you?"

"Okay, I'm confident about that."

Fato, who looked pale and somewhat ferocious, smiled, then turned around with an annoyed look and said to the several vampires following him:

"Don't follow me, go back to the shuttle, or better yet, go directly to the Scarlet Dawn, where there are still many things waiting for you to deal with. I know what you want to hear, but I don't have any plans for the next leader of the vampires!
If you want that position, go ahead and fight for it. Don’t worry about me, an old man heading for eternal damnation.”

“They still need to ask for my opinion.”

Murphy smiled and said:
"The mad vampires are now the blood ancestors' guards. The birth of the next leader cannot be legitimate without my permission. However, I also think that the mad vampires are special and cannot be required to meet the standards of ordinary vampires.

So I would say that I nominate First Mate Solma to compete with you for the position of the Mad Blood Duke, but I will not give him any extra help. This will all be done under the watchful eyes of the Midnight Twins, so you can do it based on your own abilities!

I have only one request, no one should die!
The life of every midnight creature is precious and needs to be used in the right place. In today's situation, fighting for power and profit is obviously not the right thing to do."

The Scarlet Lord reached out his hand and helped Fato walk into the restricted area. Without turning his head, he said:
"We should fight with words, not with fists. Do you understand?"

The several vampire counts behind him looked at each other, then nodded respectfully, turned around and said humble words to each other and left. What a group of cold guys!

As soon as the former Grand Duke said that he didn't care about the candidate, these guys acted out what is called "the person is gone and the tea is cold".

This made Shani, who was hiding in the shadows, sneer.

These fools!

He actually believed what Murphy said that he would not interfere and would only nominate. When Murphy said that he liked First Mate Solma, the candidate for the Mad Blood Duke had already been decided.

Just pick a few assassin masters who are good at assassination from the five thousand gray expeditionary forces, and all they need is a favorability task and some reliable rewards, and those lunatics will be able to rush into their lair and chop off your heads despite the obstruction of your offspring.

They didn't even need a reason to do it, it was just a matter of Murphy nodding in the dark room.

Still want to fight.
You try to get one!
We, the Scarlet Lords, appear to care nothing about anything and seem easy to talk to, but when it comes down to it, how many of those guys who offended Murphy had a good ending?

If you still don't understand this, you deserve to die.

"Alas, the torture of Chaos and Mad Blood has caused these guys to lose their most basic sanity. In the past, I had to bear the pain and pressure of that bloodline, and now it's your turn. I'm very curious, what do you plan to transform the Mad Blood Clan into?"

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Fato asked as he coughed, a question Murphy had no intention of answering.

When he walked into the restricted area of ​​the swamp, he glanced at the hillside not far away. The tombstone of the chosen gnoll Xu Gesen still stood there, but a small vegetable garden was built in front of the tombstone, and an old gnoll dressed as a farmer was there watering the flowers with a bamboo hat on.

That was Xugesen's gravekeeper.

The old man also has a big yellow dog and he knows how to enjoy life.

Fato didn't get an answer from Murphy, but as he said before, he no longer cared about these things.

If there is no answer, then there is no answer. It is not nice to ask questions to a dying person.

Just as the three of them stepped into the inner circle of the swamp restricted area, with the irregular rhythm of the swamp mud and water, under Murphy's gaze, a small snake with big eyes whooshed out from under the mud and water.

She stared at Murphy, called out happily twice, and then rushed towards Murphy through the mud and water as if she was gliding on ice.

This is Tris's sweetheart, Cavendina, and the big sister of the young ones in the astral giant snake clan. She always likes to sneak out of the swamp restricted area with a group of little snakes to play in the territory of the werewolves. Although the Blood Claws were nominally the representative ethnic group of the Werewolf Kingdom in Transia, they have actually become the breeders of these little snakes.

Judging from Ningkinanka's combat effectiveness in the swamp area, even a group of small snakes can run rampant here, and adult giant snakes are very quiet. They have inherited the lazy instinct of snakes. Except for the mating season every year, the rest of the time they are either hunting or sleeping.

Murphy gave them the responsibility of defending the forbidden area, allowing them to fish openly.

"He really looks like Little Orr."

Fato looked at the young snakes circling around them. He couldn't help but open his cloudy eyes and look at the beautiful and majestic little snake in front of him. He said:
"I left when little Orr was about the same age. I thought I would only be gone for a few months, but I didn't expect that I would never come back. The child must have been very sad."

"It has been waiting for you. Even though it encountered an accident that caused the death of its spouse, it did not leave here to seek revenge. It firmly believed that its father would come back one day, and it guarded this home for you."

Murphy took out a piece of dragon meat and threw it to Cavendina, who yelled twice at the good stuff and took the delicious food to share with her friends, while Murphy and Fato continued to move forward.

Perhaps the unusual movement of the little snake alarmed the giant snake leader. In any case, a few minutes later, the entire swamp began to shake, and the hidden giant snakes approached the area like ghosts. Murphy shrugged and took a step back, letting Fato stand in the C position.

The old vampire smiled happily, then coughed twice, put his fingers to his mouth and blew gently using a special technique.

At this moment, the melodious melody sounded again on this familiar land after a thousand years, and Or, who was hiding and looking at Fatto, felt like being struck by lightning.

It scattered the secrets of the gems on the spot, and looked down at Fatto with its neck more than thirty meters high. It slowly approached him, until Fatto opened his arms to it as he had done in the past, and then Or was sure that his "father" was really back!

Murphy kept his promise and he really took Fato home.

"Ow!!!"

The giant snake roared with joy.

It bent its neck and gently wrapped around Fato, lifting him up, then swung him around and let him sit on its head. That was the most precious part of the giant snake. Even Tris could only stand on the giant snake's head in the most critical moments.

Fa Pan sat there, as if he had suddenly returned to his youth, to the most leisurely years. He patted the giant snake's head while laughing heartily, signaling it to take him on a tour, just like he had taken little Or to patrol the restricted area every day more than a thousand years ago.

The giant snake let out a thunderous howl and swam slowly, swaying its huge body. The route it took was exactly the same road that had long since disappeared in time.

Murphy watched Fato and Orr leave and disappear into the depths of the swamp. He let out a long breath and said in a relaxed tone:
"I once promised Orr that I would bring its father back. Now, I have finally fulfilled my promise. Fato has chosen a place to leave for himself. This is the best home for him."

"But Fato is going to die soon. It won't take more than two hours."

Shani couldn't help but say:

"The giant snake just saw him and is about to say goodbye to him again. This time it's a farewell forever. Don't you think this is too cruel?"

"No, Shani, you think too rationally."

Murphy shook his head and said:

"In the days when Fattor was away, Orr had learned to live alone and how to lead his people. Whether Fattor was there or not, he would continue on his own path. His regret was not that he could not live with his father for a long time, but that he hoped to see him again, let Fattor see his growth, and let Fattor no longer worry about him.

The Lord's mistake left Orr alone, but now he has his family again.

Don't worry about Orr's emotions.

He's a big kid now, and he knows how to handle his emotions."

Two hours later, Murphy and Shani followed the traces to the place where Orr and Fato stayed for the last time. It was the highest hill in the swamp area. Half of Orr's body was lying beside the hill, with his head lowered and circling around it. In the area protected by it, there was only a faded stone statue.

Shani is worthy of being the most powerful killer among the vampires. Her estimation of death is very accurate.

But Fatto died with a smile on his face, and that smile seemed to have relieved him of all the suffering and pain in his life. At the last moment, he chose to reach out and stroke Or's big head before walking into eternal silence.

Or also fell into a peaceful sleep beside his father.

This is a place where it feels safe, it is its and Fato's home, and now the family is reunited.

(End of this chapter)