My players are so fierce

Chapter 1254 1252. I mean, as a rich guy, it's normal for me to have a personal game assistant, right?

Murphy's conversation with the old church heroes was generally pleasant.

Mainly because these spirits who have persisted in the nightmare realm of Gramo Island for many years are quite reasonable, and they are also very perceptive. Although the God of Avalon did not participate in the advancement of this matter, almost all the old church spirits felt the "hint" of the God of Nature.

To sum up: you do whatever Murphy tells you to do, Murphy will not harm you, but if you make him unhappy, then everyone will be in trouble.

Under the guidance of this "theoretical thought", Murphy did not take long to persuade the local spirits to collectively "jump" to work in the "Gramo Hades" which was about to open, and their first task was to assist Lord Hades in dealing with the possible war between the Plantagenet Kingdom and the Helms.

At this moment, Murphy, who is eager to expand the total number of players, really doesn't want to see a rapid and large population loss in a certain area due to internal reasons of the camp. Hermes Island is not a civilized center, but there are at least millions of people there. If there is an outrageous massacre, who will make up for the lack of player population growth for the administrator?

This is not some empty morality, justice and order. This is a matter that is directly tied to the interests of Murphy and the player group. Naturally, the administrator cannot help but pay attention to it.

He plans to have a good talk with the King of the Plantagenet Kingdom when King Louis's flagship comes to pick up his daughter. The premise that Transia will not intervene in the war is that King Louis does not use extreme means to solve the current problem, but if King Louis is really stupid, then Murphy, who has the dual identities of player protector and Hades, must use some "means".

It is said that Brother Loyalty has gathered "professionals" and is waiting for King Louis to make a fool of himself and then quietly join the Hermes Island camp that is about to be purged of its top leaders in the name of "instructors".

Murphy, who has completed the preliminary construction preparations for the Gramoe Hades, plans to temporarily leave this dream that is shrouded in the reality of Gramoe Island. There are still many things waiting for him to deal with on this island.

The first thing to bear the brunt is the handling of the unique girl Ms. Casper.

You say she is a good person, she has indeed learned a lot of forbidden techniques and is also a "usurper" that the bad guy Mennis is very wary of. She is so bold that she not only learned dream manipulation from Baphomet but also intends to get some benefits from Dagon.

But you say she is a bad person, the reason why this paper-wrapped fire on Gramoe Island has been able to persist until now and has not burned down the entire Plantagenet Kingdom is all due to this guy's decisive actions at the necessary moment and the integrity that has persisted until now in the nightmare.

Although the original intention was to seek part of Dagon's nightmare manipulation power, she did do good things with bad intentions.

Even the spirits of the old church could not refute this.

Therefore, how to deal with Ms. Casper, the unconventional archdruid and monk, became a troublesome matter, but Murphy was sure that Casper had a lot in common with Tris during the Scarlet Witch period.

They were both the kind of people who dared to snatch food from the tiger's mouth and had outstanding abilities and super execution. The most peculiar thing was that both of them had a pretty good appearance.

Therefore, when Murphy left the dream, he couldn't help but think that it would be great if there was a "kind-hearted person" who could help him get rid of Casper, the "problematic queen" before he made a decision.

I just don't know if I don't have that luck today.

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"Hey, why are you feeding your manticore the poison sac of the desert scarab?"

In the city ruins of Grammo Island, Xiao Fu, who was preparing lunch for Choubao today, had just taken out the carefully selected desert poison sac when he heard a puzzled voice behind him.

This made Little Rich explain helplessly:

"Of course it's because my scorpion lion needs to absorb more toxins from these poisons to strengthen its tail spikes. Aren't you a great druid? Why don't you even know this?"

"Of course I know, it's just the first time I've seen someone tame a dangerous creature like the Star Scorpion Lion, which is theoretically impossible to tame, and treat that cruel beast that may go crazy and bite you to death at any time as if it were their own child."

Ms. Casper, who was sitting cross-legged behind Little Rich, was wearing one of Little Rich's elf robes and holding a half-jar of As he put the vanilla ice cream into his mouth, he stretched out his voice and said:

"You know, every time you get close to your scorpion lion, it actually suppresses the urge to tear you apart with its claws and teeth, right?"

"I know, I choose not to care. Master Murphy taught me that as a celestial summoner, you must have this mentality of dancing with danger to win the trust and following of the summoned creatures."

Little Fu Ge curled his lips and said:

"It's a pity that you druids don't seem to agree with the career path of our master and apprentice."

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Ms. Casper rolled her eyes.

She used her scarred fingers to move her chic half-long hair, looked around, and said in a low voice:

"You don't really think your mentor is a very outstanding celestial summoner, do you?

I didn't feel any excellent characteristics of a summoner from Lord Murphy. The only thing that was somewhat related to the summoner profession was that he chose a very good astral guardian and miraculously turned the tables, but this was not enough to make him a mentor who taught and educated people.

Therefore, for the sake of safety, I suggest that you don't learn those weird things from your 'mentor'. "

"Are you trying to sow discord, Madam Archdruid?"

Little Fu snorted, mixed a few desert poison sacs together with his gloves, and said:

"I admit that Lord Murphy's achievements in the field of summoners are nothing compared to his talents in swordsmanship and leadership, but it is precisely because of his outstanding mentor's unparalleled 'connections' that I have Madam Li Ji as my astral guardian at a young age, and have stepped half a foot into the inheritance of Grandpa Ao. In the future, I can hold Yun Lantian's thigh with just a little effort.

I don't think there is another celestial summoner in the world who can find such a way out for his disciples.

I say, you are not trying to trick me into letting you run away, are you?

You know, Lord Murphy not only has a group of demigods as partners, but he basically maintains a very good relationship with all the gods. In other words, even if you can run away from here, you will have to hide in a corner for the rest of your life. If you dare to show your head, you will be killed in seconds.

So for the sake of safety, I suggest you don't think about those things at this time! "

Mo Ni Qiong turned around and said to Ms. Casper in a serious tone of a jailer:

"Stay here honestly and wait for Lord Murphy to come and give you the judgment you deserve. I give you this advice because you have helped us, otherwise you will be hunted down by tens of thousands of foreign heroes all over the world. "

"Tsk, what a boring boy. "

Casper snorted, scooped a large spoonful of ice cream into his mouth, savoring the sweetness of the long-lost ice cream while rolling his eyes under the cover of his long hair.

Her past life experience determined that she would not give the decision of her life to a mysterious person she met for the first time. Even if there was no chance of a comeback, she had to try hard. Therefore, after a few seconds of silence, Casper snorted and said:

"Don't feed that thing to your scorpion lion!"

"Huh?"

Little Fu Ge looked back at her with a strange look, and then saw Casper flicking his hair in a charming manner, explaining slowly:

"If I'm not mistaken, your scorpion lion has entered adulthood. It should be in the stage of challenging the star scorpion lion lord to seek its own territory. I found a terrible scar on the heart of your scorpion lion, which was definitely caused by another scorpion lion.

This proves that your scorpion lion has fought a battle with its kind.

If I were to guess, it was a bitter victory.

Do you know why you have raised this scorpion lion so well, but it still cannot gain an advantage in the battle with its own kind? "

"Oh? I'd like to hear more about it!"

Little Fu Ge was really interested now.

He realized that the legendary female monk in front of him, whose first reaction when encountering an enemy was to fight, had the title of Archdruid, and was also the druid of the oldest orthodox druid Castia Giant Tree, which was very valuable.

He leaned over to ask, and Casper snorted again without keeping him in suspense, saying:

"Because your scorpion lion has long passed the stage where it needs to use toxins from the material world to enhance its toxicity. There are native desert scorpion lions in the thousand-year-old sand sea of ​​the Songhai people. During their growth stage, only in the larval stage will they take a large amount of scarab toxins to "sharpen" their tail spikes.

However, there is a limit to the skill of polishing this toxin.

Excessive absorption of toxins will not only not strengthen the toxicity of the scorpion lion, but will affect their digestive function. The lunch you prepared for your scorpion lion obviously has excessive toxins.

At this stage, it should supplement the strength of its claws and the nutrients of its wing tendons, so that it can gain overwhelming strength, destructive power and speed in close combat.

Ahem, aren't you going to take notes?

I rarely tell other people this kind of professional knowledge, and I have four ways to effectively strengthen your baby scorpion lion. "

The great druid put a spoonful of ice cream in his mouth, licked his lips and stretched out four fingers, and said to the little rich brother who had taken out his notebook:

"First, there is a kind of moon vulture living in the gray desert, which has the strongest tendons among the creatures on the continent. Take two tendons and use special ancient witchcraft to strengthen the wings of the scorpion lion, increase its speed and control small storms.

Second, the Anuka lions living in the mountains north of Greene Island have the strongest claws and jaw muscles among carnivorous beasts, and their elegant saber teeth are also the hunting weapons that cats dream of.

If you can get some samples back, I can consider helping your scorpion lion complete the atavism.

Third, there is a unique nightmare bat living in the nightmare land, which can use dream toxins to make all enemies fall into an unawakened sleep. That toxin is unsolvable in the material world and the astral world.

You can't get the venom glands of the bats without being able to step into the dream world.

But if there is a professional who is proficient in dream ecology and beast enhancement to assist, then there is a high probability that you can get this "pterosaur toxin" for your scorpion lion before it returns to the astral world to challenge the lord.

As for the fourth one."

When Ms. Casper said this, she secretly glanced at Little Rich Brother and found that the latter had stopped recording and stared at her with a strange look.

The cunning dream druid shut up at the right time, letting silence replace what he wanted to say but couldn't take the initiative to say.

And Brother Xiaofu also tasted it.

Although he was a failed entrepreneur, he had been a boss for three months. The series of remarks made by Ms. Casper in front of him quickly made the little rich man realize the subtext of the latter. He closed his "Manticore Breeding Manual" ", said in a strange tone:

"You want me to hire you? Why? There should be no shortage of work for spellcasters and monks like you, right? Even though the giant tree faction has declined in the Elf Kingdom, what you have shown on Grammo Island If you have the ability, the Avalon Church in Transia will also be happy to provide you with a position."

"Hey, do I care about their positions?"

Ms. Casper curled her lips and said:

"I am old enough to be the grandma of your Ms. Natalie. It is no exaggeration to say that the old religion of mankind developed under my eyes. I have had enough of the constraints of this kind of believer.

This time the Glamour Island disaster made me realize the value of freedom."

"Ahem, madam, if you hope to get a job, then I suggest you be more honest."

Brother Xiaofu curled his lips and said:

"Although I don't have much social experience, I also know that if a job seeker says something like 'pursuing freedom,' then she is most likely exaggerating and intending to deceive others."

"Ah, okay."

The archdruid put down the ice cream cup in her hand, she sighed and whispered:

"I must first escape Mr. Murphy's trial. Although this is the first time I have seen him, I can guess that he is not a particularly kind guy to strangers. All outstanding leaders will only give kindness to those who are truly loyal." own people.

I have no way to curry favor with him, so you, the nominal ‘disciple’, are the most direct ‘one of my own’ that I can come into contact with at the moment.

This is one of them.

Secondly, it’s some personal reasons.”

Casper hesitated for a moment, and under the curious gaze of Little Rich Brother, she reached out and pulled open her collar. This action made Little Rich Brother immediately turn his head.

Even the Archdruid could not tolerate such an innocent reaction.

No, man!

You have the guts to raise a manticore and an immortal war spirit. Why do you think women are so shy about their bodies? Are you Transian Silvers such naive little guys?

"I said, do you want to watch it?"

The archdruid whispered:

"I didn't mean to seduce you, look here!"

She pointed to the position of her heart. The little rich man coughed twice, then quietly turned his head and took a look. He immediately noticed a strange-shaped black spot on Ms. Casper's heart.

"This wound is so white. No, I mean this wound is really big. No, no, no, no, I mean, let me be frank, this wound doesn't look like an ordinary wound, does it?"

Little Rich Brother blushed and asked, and the Great Druid sighed and said:

"It really isn't.

This is the 'memorial' left to me by the Baphomet cultists. It is a nightmare mark that allows me to be pulled into a dream one day every month and undergo a damn maze in the maze of Baphomet. Gladiator, if I don't want to die in a nightmare, I have to find a way to get rid of this thing.

You see, I am actually not a born bad person. I seek the power of Baphomet and Dagon just to save myself.

In this case, it is obviously the most effective strategy to seek refuge with a powerful person and get help from him. But again, you, Mr. Murphy, and I are not on the line, so I can only figure it out slowly from you.

I'll tell you the truth, I'm going to take advantage of you.

But I won’t let you work in vain. I will strengthen your manticore, and I will definitely make it come back with a great victory the next time it returns to the star realm to compete for territory! "

Ms. Casper snorted and said quite proudly:

"I'm not bragging. The paper I wrote when I became the Archdruid was a detailed discussion of the long-term application of the enhancement of beast characteristics to the way of Druidry. To this day, there is still a 'Casper' in the Druid faction. Wild Incarnation' is named after me.

Although we are not as outstanding as Master McAfee, we can still be regarded as a research backbone.

If the unfortunate fourth black disaster hadn't turned me into this bear-like state, I would now be the leader of the Giant Tree Faction. "

"Thankfully you're not!

You must know that in the battle of the fall of the Giant Tree of Castile, the death rate of the Druid leader of the Giant Tree faction exceeded 85%, surpassing the Jackal Chief in the Black Disaster and becoming the most dangerous profession on the continent. "

The vampire governor's voice sounded from the side, causing Ms. Casper, who was bragging, to immediately shrink her head, and also made the little rich man turn around and look behind him.

Mr. Murphy walked over with a smile and his hands behind his back.

With a subtle expression, he glanced at the great druid and monk who was as obedient as a quail, then looked at Little Rich Brother and said:

"You do have needs in this regard, my disciple.

So if you decide to hire Ms. Casper to help you and your Manticore complete the Lords War, then I can defer judgment on this woman. To be honest, she didn't commit any serious crime. Although she tried to seize power from Dagon, it did not cause serious consequences and she did protect him.

Even by harsh standards, this is not an unforgivable sin. "

"I"

Little Fu Ge understood that Lord Murphy had given him the decision-making power.

He glanced at the Dream Druid who was winking at him frantically, then looked at his scorpion lion that was descending from the sky. Finally, he said to Murphy:

"I need Ms. Casper to help me strengthen the scorpion lion, Mr. Murphy. I also promise you that I will take care of Ms. Casper during this period of time and will not let her do anything dangerous again."

"Well, I am relieved to hear this decision. One less trouble."

Murphy glanced at the sun boat that was falling from the top of his head, shrugged his shoulders, and said:

"It seems that my luck today is really good."