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Chapter 131 130. Loyal Maxim’s super evolution! Murphy's descendant form!

"This is the shotgun left behind by my father. He was once the most powerful hunter in several nearby villages. He defeated three jackal bandits by himself. Alas, you have helped me a lot these days, and I have nothing to give to you. For you.

I hope this shotgun can protect true warriors like you. "

In the corner of the city square, Meow Shark from the student party took the weapon handed to him by the kind-hearted Sister Jules in front of him.

The woman is the camp's medical officer, and Meow Shark has helped her with everything from finding old photos to finding a lost house cat.

I thought this was the end of the matter.

As a result, during the celebration tonight, the old lady recognized him and gave him her "family heirloom".

This surprised Meow Shark.

Although the reward equipment of this "series of missions" is not better than the elite musket he is currently using, it still feels quite good to meet "acquaintances" in the crowd.

Especially the kind and grateful eyes of the old nun in front of him, and the little cat in her arms that he rescued from the corners of the ruins, all these made Meow Shark unable to help but straighten up at this moment. The waist bar.

What is immersive role-playing?

"Hey, Shark! It's time to go, they're calling us to go to the cloister to watch the ceremony."

The Cuckoo Chicken in the same dormitory shouted from the side, and the Meow Shark put the good-looking old musket on his shoulder and waved goodbye to the nun, and returned to his biological son in the dormitory under the blessing gaze of the other party.

"What's wrong? Why do you feel like you've been kicked in the balls?"

Cuckoo Chicken, who was holding a grilled fish in his hand and munching on it, glanced at his son with strange eyes. Meow Shark shrugged and told him what happened just now.

"Hey, what did I think? Isn't it just that you complete the task and the NPC gives you a reward?"

Cuckoo Chicken pouted and said:

"I thought you met a girl who showed her love to you."

"You do not understand."

Meow Shark snorted and said:

"This game is different from other games. They are all alive, as if they have their own lives and we are the unexpected intruders."

"I think you are crazy. Please stop reading some youthful and sentimental literature!"

Cuckoo Chicken made fun of him, but after taking a few steps, he encountered a group of children running around like mud monkeys.

Among them, there was a little boy with a tiger-like head and a tough brain. When he saw the cuckoo chicken, his eyes suddenly lit up. He yelled "Brother Chicken" in a weird tone and ran towards him.

Apparently he had been contacted before.

"What do you call Brother Chicken? It's not polite! Call him Brother Gugu."

Brother Ji, who was teasing Meow Shark just now, grinned and put half of the weird-tasting grilled fish into the little boy's hand. He also grabbed a handful of maltose from the psychic bag and teased the little ones next to him. Call him brother in half-baked Mandarin.

Meow Shark looked at this scene with strange eyes.

A few minutes later, Cuckoo Chicken drove away the group of little kids chewing sweets. When he turned around, he saw his own son in the dormitory looking at him like an idiot.

"what?"

Cuckoo Chicken wiped his mouth in a bad tone and asked.

"If oh, I mean if"

Meow Shark said in a long voice:

"What if a monster jumped out now and wanted to eat the kid who called you 'Brother Chicken'?"

"Let's see if I don't beat the shit out of him! I rescued the little bastard Pam from the cellar myself. Who dares to hurt him?"

Cuckoo Chicken immediately clenched his fists fiercely, making a cracking sound of bones intersecting. Then, under the subtle gaze of Meow Shark, he carried his cool family guard sword on his back with a cold face and walked towards the inner city.

"Ha, you idiot!"

Meow Shark yelled.

Without turning his head, Guguji raised his middle finger to his biological son and replied:

"I'm rebounding! Hey, now you are the idiot, didn't you expect it? Hahaha"

Just as the two conjugated father and son, who called each other idiots, left the square side by side, Maxim raised his head and glanced at the crescent moon above his head in the starry sky.

Because of the existence of the "Creation of the Star Boundary" in the sky, this scene looked quite strange and magnificent. The purple light from the cracks in the star boundary seemed to have infected the moon of Cadman City, making it even more bewitching.

"Go and play."

Maxim bent down, put the two little girls sitting on his shoulders on the ground, and waved to the other children surrounding him and said:

"Remember to go home early so that your parents don't worry."

These children were all rescued from the ruins by Maxim and his Cadman Self-Rescue Army, and a few were brought back from the Blood Vulture Corridor.

These children are not as resistant to Maxim's strange appearance as the people in this city in the past. They all know that this always unsmiling uncle will always send things found in the city to the survivor camp.

He is a good man.

"Uncle Mark! Old Stan said you were a monster."

A little boy with a runny nose holding berries raised his head and said to Maxim, whose hair was white and his skin was so pale that he was different from ordinary people:

"Are you really a monster? But dad said you protected us, and he never let me call you a monster."

"Well, how do you want me to answer this question?"

Maxim rubbed his chin. After thinking for a few seconds, he lowered his head and patted the little boy on the head, saying in a gentle tone:

"Old Stan is right, I am indeed a 'monster'. I am Lord Murphy's monster, but I am also your protector, just like Lord Kudel."

"Ah, but Lord Kudel is a vampire!"

A little girl with twin tails raised her head and said:

"A very powerful vampire! Uncle Mark, do you want to become a vampire too?"

"Well, just tonight."

Maxim smiled and said to the children:

"Not all vampires are bad guys, at least Mr. Murphy and Mrs. Tracey are not."

"Neither are you!"

The little boy shouted:

"Dad said that there are good and bad people in any race. Even if Uncle Mark turns into a vampire, he will definitely protect us! Fight those scary monsters that come out of the fog!"

"Hahahaha, yes, hit them."

Maxim laughed.

He stretched his body and said goodbye to the children, then walked toward his guards under the light of the purple-colored crescent moon above his head.

In their hands they held Maxim's armor and weapons.

They all knew that their captain would accept his fate tonight and become Lord Murphy's blood descendant.

"You stay here and watch here, and send everyone back to the camp after the celebration."

Maxim took the armor handed by his subordinates and put it on piece by piece. His unusual face was soon covered under the vulture visor and barrel helmet.

"As you command, my lord!"

Several guards saluted and accepted the order. When their fully armed captain turned to leave, a veteran hesitated and said:

"Captain Mark, maybe I mean, it might be good for you to be a human. Although we have been ruled by vampires for hundreds of years, you know, not everyone likes them, but now everyone thinks you are a warrior. .

perhaps"

"But that has been my wish since childhood."

Maxim laughed deeply under his visor and said:

"I know what you are worried about, don't be afraid, brothers, Lord Murphy's ideals are different from other vampires, and I am destined to be unique and different because of this.

If one day I become the kind of vampire you think of me, I hope I die in your hands.

It can be considered a good ending for me.

Go on duty.

See you later. "

After saying that, Maxim quickly disappeared into the shadows at the edge of the square.

He crossed the edge of the city's great rift alone, and when he entered the Blood Vulture Corridor, he saw Ms. Bonnie, the bodyguard of the Blood Vulture Archduke, waiting for him at the door.

This female guard is wearing a full set of vampire clan leader guard armor. This is a ceremonial uniform, but it is also practical and looks ferocious and mighty.

This crazy personal guard of the patriarch looked at Maxim up and down while holding the tomb ritual black blade, and then said in a hoarse voice:

"Follow me, the Grand Duke and the Earl are waiting for you."

"Um."

Maxim followed.

At this time, the Blood Vulture Corridor has not yet been completely cleared from the collapse, but the Children's Hall was not damaged in the previous collapse, so this barely majestic place became the scene of tonight's First Embrace Ceremony.

60 young players gathered around the railing on the second floor to watch the show, while the existing vampires of the Blood Vulture Clan in the lobby on the first floor had already set up their formation.

Ms. Tris, who appeared in a full set of cumbersome but majestic ecumenical ceremonial attire, sat on the bloodstone throne at the back of the hall. Several of her "lost and returned" bodyguards performed guest duties as "statues" at this time.

Wearing handsome armor, they stood guard next to the Bloodstone Throne.

Mr. Murphy, Earl of Cadman, stood in the center of the hall. He was dressed in the patriarchal swordsman's light armor obtained from the family's secret treasure house and handsome with a midnight cloak. He held the strangely shaped Desire Demon Blade Necessary Evil in both hands. He looked at Maxim walking towards him with calm and gentle eyes.

As Murphy's first blood descendant, Mrs. Adele served as an assistant at this time, and specially changed into a set of low-cut ceremonial clothes of a blood priest.

The large white greasy dumplings towering on the chest made all the players shout that this E girl is outrageous.

It's really just a magical world. How could gravity be so weak at this scale in real life?

But the discussion is a discussion, and young players know that this viewing is a cutscene calculated in real time.

Moreover, they had all been reminded in advance that the first embrace ceremony was a very sacred process in the blood culture. It was already breaking the rules to allow them to watch it now. They could not make any noise during the whole process, otherwise they would be waiting to be killed by the Archduke of the Blood Vulture. Let the Midnight Guards punish you severely.

However, in this vampire ritual scene, it seems a bit inconsistent to have a human being here.

Miss Miriam, who had changed into a formal dress, was also dressed up tonight. She was now standing next to Mrs. Tracey's bloodstone throne, and even had her own seat.

This fully reflects her unique position in the current ruling system.

Miriam's heart was pounding now.

On the one hand, it was because it was the first time for this girl from a commoner background to attend such a formal and high-profile occasion.

On the other hand, she was afraid that it would be her turn after Maxim went through the process.

Although Murphy has always emphasized that she will not violate her wishes, this is Transia! On the land of Transia, vampires can do whatever they want, who can stop them?

When the bloody hourglass held by Mrs. Adele next to her had drained out the last grain of sand, Murphy said in a deep voice:

"Maxim Senna Vlad, come forward!"

"As you command, my lord."

A low response came from under Maxim's full-covered vulture visor.

He handed his psychic poison blade and ritual black sword to Bonnie next to him, took a deep breath, and strode up the red carpet to Murphy.

Then, under the gaze of the young players, this loyal servant knelt down on one knee in a standard knightly manner, then reached out and took off his visor, revealing his unusual face.

"I ask you, Maxim, are you willing to give up your birthright as a human being tonight, sip the blood of sin descendants and awaken in scarlet?"

Murphy asked softly.

Although the voice was soft, it could still be heard clearly by every player with the blessing of psychic spells, and Maxim's response was as loud as thunder.

"Of course, sir, it's my pleasure!"

"very good."

Earl Cadman nodded, raised the Demonic Blade of Desire in his hand and touched Maxim's left shoulder.

He asked again:

"I ask you, Maxim, are you willing to bid farewell to the world surrounded by the scorching sun at this time and enter eternal life under the protection of the night?"

"I do, my lord. I am willing to offer my future as a sacrifice to Mother Midnight."

"very good."

Murphy raised his sword and tapped Maxim's right shoulder again.

The ceremony should have ended here, but Murphy asked for the third time:

"I ask you, Maxim, are you willing to follow Murphy's career and use your own hands to open a new future for the dark and closed Transia?"

This question was not part of the rehearsal for the ceremony.

But Maxim raised his head, looked into Murphy's eyes, and said seriously:

"I will give my heart to you, my lord."

"very good."

Murphy took back his sword and announced loudly:

"Then with the power granted to me by His Excellency Tris, the Archduke of the Blood Vulture, I hereby announce that from today on! Maxim Senna Vlad will become the Night Knight Commander under Count Cadman! I will give him 'Lim' Baron's title and power, and with him I will share my strength and blessings.

My warriors will witness all this, and my warriors will remember all this!

Transia’s new future begins here! "

His sharp blade lightly scratched Maxim's neck, and a ball of blood gushes out and is drawn out by Murphy with vampire power.

Although they can go straight to the teeth just like they did when they first embraced Mrs. Adele, the intimacy between two men still exceeded the bottom line of Murphy and Maxim's acceptance. The aesthetics of both men are very normal, even a little too normal. They are not as outrageous as those posted on the forum.

Anyway, the essence of first embrace is only the fusion of blood, and the method used is just a symbol.

"Well!"

In the exclamations of the little players, they saw the blood in Maxim's body being drawn into Murphy's hands in a flowing manner.

And surrounded by the blood cells, the body of the loyal servant quickly shriveled up into a mummy.

It is not difficult to imagine how painful this process would be, but Maxim maintained his half-kneeling posture of allegiance without saying a word.

Murphy squeezed out his own blood in his other hand, and mixed it in the same 1:3 ratio as before, until Maxim's blood was contaminated with the blood of the eternal sinner, and then he drank it all in one gulp.

His fingers touched the neck wound of Maxim, who had lost his breath, and new, powerful blood flowed back into the loyal servant's body.

Another prompt pops up:

[Please choose the inheritance template for the descendant ‘Maxim Senna Vlad’. Currently, he has the character template: ordinary/rare/elite.

The new ‘Elite Template’ inheritance rules are as follows:]

Murphy didn't even read the line of prompts.

Inheriting a rare template to Adele previously made him weak for three days. Now the price to change to an elite template is definitely higher. But the vampire still chose the elite inheritance without hesitation, because the man kneeling in front of him was worthy of his praise!