My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 101 - 101 37

101: 37.

The Longing to Return Home_3 101: 37.

The Longing to Return Home_3 Murphy understood why the young mistress appeared indifferent to the sacrifice of sixty midnight hunters.

In her view, it was a necessary tribute to the family, as well as a form of adherence to and respect for the doctrine and rules.

She wouldn’t even consider the unglamorous role Murphy played in this matter.

Because Murphy brought a valuable victory to the family.

This was enough for her to overlook all the unreasonable aspects of the matter.

It was pleasant to deal with such principled people.

At least Murphy wasn’t resisting the young lady as he did before.

He even thought it wouldn’t be too bad to work under the young mistress.

After all, as long as you act according to the rules, the young mistress is quite manageable.

Moreover, in her worldview, there seemed to be no notion of “playing smart”, that is, exploiting the loopholes in the rules, which was an act accepted by the young mistress.

Therefore, if he could get through to Phemys, he and Cui Si’s situation in the Blood Vulture Clan may greatly be improved.

Murphy stepped out of the carriage and looked in the direction of Cardman City.

He could vaguely see the silhouette of the City under the clouded sky, and a smile crossed his lips.

He had been away from home for eight days, one day later than the commitment he had made.

When he returned, he would definitely be nagged at by Cui Si again.

He hoped that the useless one hadn’t starved herself to death while he was away.

But given Cui Si’s occasionally-derailed, mostly unreliable character, she probably got along well with his little gamers, right?

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“Location coordinates are clear, target direction is identified, and communication channels are open!

Plan D enters the first stage!”

With the ringing report, a Psychic dressed in battle attire in the Strategy Room of the Pioneer Fortress in the East Prussia region began to cast a spell.

The point of light from the calculating pearl of spiritual energy began to pulsate on his chest.

An aerial surveillance spell was activated and reflected like a mirror in front of the General and the commanders.

The image reflected by this surveillance spell is, astonishingly, the overhead image of Cardman city, the headquarter of the Blood Vulture Clan in the Transylvania region, approximately three hundred kilometers away.

The psychic constantly adjusted the position to enable the General and the commanders to get a clear view of the entire city.

Next to them, a group of Psionics from the Circle Tower in black robes were busy working through a massive psychic communication network created by the Calculating Pearl, issuing new instructions from time to time.

“Target information has been collated to White Cliff, the Sculpting Towers 01-03 are in position!

The Masters Sculptor are standing by!”

“Coordinates for the corresponding star realm of Cardman City have been calculated!

Both sides’ projections are without interference!

The next phase coordinate replacement will be in 6 hours!

There is ample time.”

“The great ‘Star-world Tear’ spell is ready!

White Cliff headquarters is initiating the final verification of Plan D, General!

Please give us your orders.”

A psychic in uniform shouted at General Loren, who was staring at the city’s reflection in front of him.

He narrowed his eyes without issuing the order immediately, but instead turned his head to look at a well-dressed gentleman beside him, holding a black cane and wearing a high brimmed hat.

He said,

“How does it feel to see the result of 400 years of work by your brethren collapse in an instant?”

“The Blood Vultures are not my brethren.”

The gloomy-looking old man didn’t respect General Loren as much as the other people did.

He was staring unblinkingly at the Cardman City, shrouded in white light from the grey clouds in the picture.

The city was low and he said,

“Their disgraceful betrayal 225 years ago provoked the Second Black Night war, which nearly destroyed my clan, and nearly dragged the entire vampire race into destruction.

The plots they’ve been busy with in the shadows are about to get their comeuppance in the next few minutes.

If you must ask my opinion…

Then I will tell you that I am looking forward to what’s going to happen more than anyone else.”

“For this revenge, you’ve even let go of the old grudges from the Black Night wars and violated your isolationist principles and willingly chose to cooperate with the Circle Tower.

As far as I know, the astronomical number of your clansmen killed by the Circle Tower during the end of the Second Black Night War and subsequent ‘Calamity of the Wolves’.”

General Loren raised an eyebrow and asked,

“Forgetting old hatred because of some ancient grudge, is it really worth it?”

“Of course.”

The Clan Leader of the Wolf Poison clan, Old Edward, exposed a creepy smile under his high hat.

Clinging onto his skull-decorated cane, he murmured,

“As long as the Blood Vultures are destroyed today, all sacrifices are worth it.

You, you don’t understand what the Blood Vultures are doing, nor the nightmares that Sarlockdale’s current madness will bring us…

I would not even call it destruction, it is enough to be described as ‘salvation’ or ‘rescue’, words that do not fit in with the vampires.

But I don’t want to reveal more, stop whetting our appetites, General Loren, you know what I want.

Let me see it!

Let me see what the submission of the ambitious Louis, the king, to the Wolf Poison clan will bring us.”

“Order confirmed!”

The Dwarf General snorted.

He turned around and touched his beard, raising his hand as if holding a sword, chopping it down, he said in a deep voice,

“Launch Plan D!

Let’s bury the Blood Vultures in history forever!”

“Boom”

Several minutes later, a muffled sound came from the picture in front of them.

The horrifying spiritual energy briefly tears through the physical world and the star realm.

The sky and the earth tremble at this moment and the power of the gloomy star cloud pours out.

In the second before the psychic surveillance is disturbed and dissipated, General Loren and Old Edward see most of the Cardman City completely being flooded and torn apart.

The two look at each other and smile, then raise the wine handed over by the orderly.

“In the name of victory, gentlemen!”

The General shouted,

“The war…

is over.”

PS: Thanks to “Humen Smoke” for the Hierarch reward.

The extra chapter is counted in the launch bonus!

Thank you, brother!