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Chapter 695 694. Lady Tris, this is all in your plan, right?

Transia's wing cavalry played a wave of "flower tricks", and the "portal leapfrog tactic" proposed by Happy Stick was a great success. Facts have proved that after Lord Murphy chose Mannis the Endless as the guardian of the star realm, Later, even the winged cavalry took advantage.

No longer afraid of the Star Trek, they can finally combine their unparalleled trample charge with the super mobility of the portal, thus forming a new combination of classic charge tactics and psychic skills.

It is foreseeable that from today on, the reputation of the Hussars, the continent's first heavy cavalry, will definitely become more shining and deadly.

In their furious rage, the response operation was a great success.

The two core crystals of the barrier were sent into the Fort of Courage without any danger. Of course, the price paid for this was quite terrible. Only one-third of the players who followed Mr. Qin to defeat the enemy in front of the position came back. one.

The Splitclaw clan really spent a lot of money to capture the Fort of Courage. The gnolls guarding the area are all elites of Yi Shui. Even veteran players have a very difficult time dealing with them.

The quantitative disadvantage of players is undoubtedly reflected at this moment. Their quality is steadily improving, but the number of players today is obviously no longer "stretched" when dealing with a war of the scale of the Black Disaster.

The calls for the development team to quickly distribute helmets are increasing day by day on forums and Transia Tavern, and players who have already entered the game are also complaining that the number of players is too small.

What can we do with only 3,000 people now?

If you could f*cking multiply it ten times and have 30,000 people to form an army, what a bullshit Black Scourge and Splitclaw clan, let alone win, the players could even make them kneel down and dance!

But therein lies the heart of the matter.

As an administrator, doesn’t Murphy want to recruit more people because he doesn’t want to?

You know you don’t have that condition, right?

The twenty places that are released every week on the forum are all Miriam's best efforts to squeeze out from the population growth in the rear. The black disaster came too quickly, leaving too little time for Murphy's farming development. , being able to gather more than 300,000 people was the result of his continuous operations.

At this time, at Position 9, Murphy was organizing an evacuation. Although the calculation orb could not be connected remotely due to psychic chaos, he had been observing the situation at Fort Courage through information exchange on the forum. .

After learning that the response operation was successful and that all three core crystals had been sent there, Murphy's heart suddenly relaxed.

He immediately contacted Tris, who had returned to Shadow Valley to take charge, and said to his "old love":

"There are already three Serenade Cores over there at Fort Courage, and the media carrying psychic energy are enough. You go there first to make preparations. I will be there in a moment, and then start the great tearing of the star realm."

"I can't go there, Murphy."

Tris sighed and refused:

"It's not that I don't want to, but the Splitting Claw Matron and the Bloodscar Priest have been paying attention to my movements. Once I appear in Fort Courage, they will definitely launch a devastating attack there immediately, which will seriously interfere with your counterattack. conduct.

I have been noticed, so I must stay here to attract their attention, so as to create the opportunity for you to cause maximum damage. "

"But if you don't go there, the number of psionic masters will be seriously insufficient."

Murphy frowned and said:

"Femis and her Scarlet Devil Mansion need to maintain the transportation of people and materials. They are already overloaded with work and cannot spare enough manpower. Such a large-scale tearing of the star realm without you, I really Afraid it will get out of control.

We'd be in big trouble if Fort Courage got involved. "

"No, the astral guiding stick in your hand is a handmade treasure of the Creator. It can accurately locate the opening of the astral rift and serve as the core to stabilize a huge amount of spiritual energy. That thing is originally a star Wonderful thing, with you in charge, no matter how large-scale the astral tear is, it will not get out of control."

Tris comforted her with a warm voice:

"As for the issue of psionicists.

Well, ten minutes ago this problem was almost unsolvable, and I couldn't conjure up a usable psionicist for you, but I think that although today is a disaster day at Black Flame Pass, it might not be possible. It's my lucky day.

Just ten minutes ago I was contacted by my goatman butler.

Old Finley has brought back the 'Dark Roots' spell group from Abyss City. Although he has not been able to bring out a complete army of powerful psionic masters, the reputation of this elder is still very impressive in Abyss City. .

Nearly 400 goat-man spellcasters followed it into the arms of Transia.

They have now arrived at the outskirts of the battlefield. They originally planned to use a very large-scale teleportation to send them directly into the Scarlet Castle, but the Jackals disrupted the nearby psychic energy and forced them to stop near the Plague Valley.

Although it is still a little far away from Fort Courage, with the goat people's exquisite psychic skills, they can reach there in only an hour at most while traveling at full strength.

With their assistance, the Great Rip of the Star Boundary can definitely proceed smoothly. "

"but?"

Murphy was overjoyed and wanted to hold his "lucky girlfriend" and take a few bites, but then he came to his senses and asked softly:

"I know good news like this is always followed by a 'but,' and it's only the 'but' that matters. So, what do our Goatman friends want?"

"The power to form independent factions, and a territory to be governed by them."

Tris replied helplessly:

"The goat people obviously hope to maintain a certain degree of independence under the Transian system. Considering their dark nature, just making such a request is actually not too much.

Moreover, Old Finley and Julia were obviously very measured. They did not want Scarlet Castle or other core ruling areas.

Julia had visited Wolf's Castle before. She thought the place was very nice, secluded and mysterious enough, and most importantly, it was close enough to Baphomet Canyon to allow them to pay close attention to the movements of the Baphomet cult.

They seem to have reached an agreement with the shadow elves under Villanther, hoping to gain the power to build independent cities on the other two psychic nodes in the Foul Swamp.

Of course, don't expect the Goatmen to pay for their new cities.

These guys are smart. "

"Give them!"

Murphy replied decisively:

"I can grant Julia the title of 'Lord of the Swamp' right now. This thing was originally reserved for Hogg, but Wise Wolf's fate is on the fast track.

It's no longer useful.

Bloodclaw Chief Nash's heritage is not quite there yet, and it seems that he will have to share the dominance of the Filthy Swamp with the Goatman. I can give the goat people whatever they long for in Transia. Now, let those dogs with dark natures go to Fort Courage as quickly as possible!

Before I get there, make sure I'm ready to unleash the Astral Rip! "
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"That's it!"

A few minutes later, in an area of ​​the Dark Mountains near the Plague Valley, Tris' goatman butler, the elder of the Dark Roots organization, and the shrewd goatman Finley put away the rune stones for communication and turned to the two people beside him. Wearing gold and silver, the Goat Man Spellcaster, whose identity is immediately obvious, said:

"The Governor of Transia generously agreed to our request. Our representative, little Julia, will be awarded the title of 'Swamp Lord' after the war at Black Flame Pass. The entire Filthy Swamp is close to the Cato region. One-third of the territory will be ours to rule from then on.

My Master Tris also promised that the skilled stonemason brotherhood would build us a city on the psychic nodes of the swamp.

Of course, my friends, I think you can all guess that the premise for us to get all this is that we must act for the great cause of Transia.

Fort Courage.

That will be our destination for this trip. "

"It sounds like the 'new home' Julia is looking for for us is indeed generous. At least in terms of the promise, it is much more generous than our former city owner. I just don't know if they will fulfill the agreement." Also outstanding." A female goatman spell master wearing a bone claw cane nodded with satisfaction, but then she blinked her peculiar cross eyes and asked:

"But where is 'Fort Courage'? How come I've never found this location on the map of the Dark Mountains?"

"More importantly, what are we going to do there?"

The second goatman warlock in black robes with a gloomy face and many scars on his body said hoarsely:

"We need to assess the risks ahead of time, don't we? Finley, it's not the goat man's tradition to act recklessly."

"That is the war holy land of the Transians, where they brought a terrible defeat to the brutal gnolls. As for our mission there, huh huh, everyone, please use your imagination."

The old goatman Finley was leaning on his cane. He looked at his outstanding companions with a curious look and said softly:

"The Governor of Transia is a lord who does great things. The miraculousness of the foreign warriors under his command can't be described in three days and three nights. Although Governor Murphy and I didn't talk too much, I deeply feel that I know that he is a talented and strategic monarch.

The work he wants us to perform is naturally anything but ordinary defense or offense.

An astral tear!

My companions, a power that in the past would have been considered a terrifying disaster by psionicists has become a weapon in the Transanian arsenal.

The fall of Black Flame Pass was a disaster.

I know that some of you have doubts about the new home that Julia and I have claimed for you because of this failure.

But it doesn’t matter, we will personally participate in Lord Murphy’s counterattack against the Jackals, and we will see with our own eyes the most direct and violent response of the Transians to the threat of the Black Disaster!

Yes, fellow citizens!

We will personally trigger the most terrifying astral tear in the past ten years. We will personally guide the destructive power to break through the boundary of the plane. We will see with our own eyes that the great power we have created can easily destroy the wolf man's offensive. The victory they had worked so hard to achieve suddenly turned into a joke that hurt both sides.

This is our first mission in Transia!

Phew, all the stories in that magical place will not have a mediocre beginning. I think, just from this mission, you can guess how exciting and enjoyable our new life in Transia will be."

"That's right!"

The female conjurer who spoke before had an interested and expectant smile on her face, and she said:

“A lord who can tear apart the astral realm and use it as a weapon, his tolerance for dangerous spiritual energy is absolutely beyond our imagination, which means that no matter what direction we want to conduct research, we can get their support and understanding.

After all, no matter how dangerous the psychic experiment is, it cannot be more dangerous than the astral tear. Ah, to hell with the pathetic dogma of Vidia Abyss City!

The future of the Goat People is almost here! "

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

These goatman spellcasters and warlocks with dark natures suddenly became excited when they heard that they could trigger a dangerous astral tear with their own hands. This was a "courtesy" that was unthinkable in other places.

They are all excellent psychic researchers in Abyss City, and many of them have long wanted to try the forbidden art of astral tearing.

Maybe there will be several papers related to psychic energy.

Under Old Finley's gaze with a strange smile, his group of fellow spellcasters who were afraid of chaos in the world immediately became full of action. The spellcasters specializing in space quickly locked the location of Fort Courage on the map. position, and then after a series of precise calculations of astral mapping formulas, a portal surrounded by a dark stream of light was opened ten minutes later.

This thing is different from the Scarlet Gate used by vampires. Generally speaking, it should be more "advanced".

After all, the Goatmen are one of the races that are best at using psychic powers on the continent, and it is understandable that they have various secret techniques in their hands.

"So, say hello to your new life."

Tris's goatman butler was the first to step through the portal.

When it appeared on the east guard tower of Fort Courage, it was immediately restrained by a group of heavily armed Winter Wolf monks. However, the seal of the Blood Vulture Archduke held in Old Finley's hand prevented him from being beaten by the Winter Wolf monks. The fate of turning into ice slag.

"Under the Blood Vulture Clan, the Dark Root Curse Group has come to help in the war at Fort Courage! Everyone, Grand Duke Tris has given us a difficult task, but we are confident that we can complete it well and quickly!"

The goatman spellcasters, who represent evil and depravity on the mainland, walked out of the gray portal one after another. The sheer number of them made the Winter Wolf monks feel surprised and vigilant.

Yet these guys claim they serve the Blood Vulture Clan and Transia?

What a hell!

How many strange races does Governor Murphy plan to recruit into his territory? He even wants shadow elves and goatmen. He is really hungry.

Old Finley ignored the disgust in the eyes of these Winter Wolf monks.

In fact, it has long been accustomed to such cold treatment. After all, the "good reputation" created by the goat people in the past has made them not welcomed by the civilized camp. You have to know that the current inheritance of trickster and magician on the mainland Most of them came from the goat people.

Their ingredients are so dark and evil that they are only slightly better than the jackals on the street.

"Where is the core crystal of the barrier we want to deal with?"

The female goatman spellcaster waved her paws impatiently and said:

"I heard that you were beaten badly by jackals, so do you still want to waste time here staring at you?"

"Let them come!"

Master Yuri's voice sounded outside the sentry tower. The high-ranking monk of the Eye of the Wolf God stared at these goatmen with his calm and indifferent eyes. He said:

"Please follow me, all spellcasters, and start your work, but please always pay attention! Castle of Courage is the holy place of the North Wind God. It is best not to play with your little tricks here."

"Ha, Su's followers are warning us not to play tricks. It's really funny."

The scarred goatman warlock said sarcastically:

"You probably haven't noticed that it's not us who have been playing tricks, right? I guess the Great Temple of the North Wind hasn't noticed the changes in the wolves in the astral world. Haven't you noticed that the stars in the Silver Wolf constellation are getting weirdly distorted?

Alas, Su’s followers are becoming worse with each generation.

He actually didn't even notice the upcoming rebellion in the star realm."

"Shut up! Goatman, you are implying something terrible."

Master Yuri scolded:

"You are driving a wedge between the Wolf of the North Wind and his heirs in front of Su's servants!"

"Do you still need me to provoke? The conflict between the silver wolf Kherson and his eccentric father is not just a day or two. Look, as you can see, I am an astrologer and a magician. I Very interested in all things dark and dangerous.”

The goat man whispered:

"What's more, if I'm provoking, wouldn't you know if you find a way to contact the Silver Wolf yourself? But as far as I know, some of the wolves in the star realm no longer obey Su's instructions.

Probably because the aftermath of the subspace war caused them heavy losses.

Well, I give this news to you for free, followers of Su. My astrology hall will soon be established in Transia. If you want to know more about the obscure secrets between the demigods in the astral world, remember Bring enough reward to satisfy me.

I'd be happy to tell you everything I observed.

The great Su is busy with the war in subspace and has no time to pay attention to the changes in the wolves in the star realm, but you believers of the gods don't care either. Aren't you a little too tired?

Ha, we’ll talk about this later. First, let’s complete an exciting astral tear to please ourselves. "

(End of this chapter)