Chapter 177 176. Cheers, the era of the twelve little blood vultures has arrived

"This mission was not sent by me."

In the Blood Vulture Corridor, Murphy relied on the strong sense of vampires underground to listen to the autumn rain falling on the earth.

The sound of rain and the clouds blocking the sun made him feel comfortable, but at this time the vampire lord's mind was not at peace.

Because just now, when he was searching for the connection between the core orb and the lower-level orb, he accidentally discovered a mission that was not issued by him.

It was the career-related "hidden mission" that Brother Miao Miao accepted, but it was not done by Murphy or other NPCs holding calculation orbs.

"Avalon"

Murphy stroked the core orb.

At this moment, he felt strong uneasiness in his heart. The young players thought this was a game and all the tasks were generated by the system, but the truth was not the case! The so-called "task system" was just developed for them by Murphy with the help of the peculiar properties of the computing orb.

The "eye-catching trick".

In theory, this is a privilege that only belongs to Murphy's camp, because the "encryption" of the administrator system makes it impossible for other types of computing orbs to crack this special communication structure. But now, Brother Miao Miao has received a call from "

"outside the system" tasks.

Murphy didn't think this was someone playing tricks. His first reaction was that the God Avalon had really appeared, because this was not the first time that the natural Avalon had "appeared" to Murphy!

When he and the old knight hunted those crazy vampires trapped in the filth of subspace, he had completed a "communication" with the God of Avalon with the help of the divine scroll handwritten by the old knight.

Although that was just a one-sided review of him by the other party, and the words that the old knight said before his death were as prophetic as the words of prophecy, as for using the calculation orb to issue tasks, it is not surprising. If even the 432-year-old

Even a vampire sister can learn to use the calculation orb, so for the mysterious astral giant, this is just a thing that can be mastered at a glance.

"My God is watching you, my God is blessing you, my God will walk with you, and all the spirits will walk with you on the sea of ​​stars. Alpha, keep moving forward."

Murphy's vampire memory is very good.

He repeated the old knight's last words of advice in his mind.

Now it seems that what the old knight said is not just gibberish, Avalon seems to be really paying attention to him as a vampire. Isn't it? God of nature, have you suddenly developed any strange interest in shit daddy?

I am obviously an eternal sinner!

Murphy complained harshly.

Then he thought about Mary, the unlucky vampire who had been rescued in Batacin City before. The latter said that she heard a voice in the desperate situation, reminding her that Murphy would come to save her. It shouldn't be Avalon's trick that time.

?

The vampire had told Tris about this before, and Tris promised that she would investigate. But now that Murphy felt uneasy, he planned to ask the "professionals" around him again.

"Snapped"

Murphy pushed open the door of Tris' office, only to see Tris lying on the table and sleeping soundly with a bottle of wine in her arms.

All right.

Tris is an orthodox vampire. Rainy and sunny days like today are their favorite sleeping moments. Sleeping peacefully with the sound of rain is not only a privilege for humans, but also enjoyed by vampires.

Murphy shrugged, not disturbing Tris' hard-won sleep.

He gently covered Cuisi's shoulders with a cloak and quietly withdrew.

The entire Blood Eagle Corridor was very quiet at this moment.

Probably all the vampires except him have fallen asleep in their rare leisure time, even Adele and Maxim. They inherited Murphy's bloodline, but they only have a slight resistance to sunlight.

It does not prevent drowsiness during the day.

Murphy estimated that even Lady Shani and her thorn followers should have fallen asleep by now.

He thought so.

As a result, as soon as he turned a corner with his hands behind his back, he saw Earl Andre of the White Mountains holding a cup of black tea, sitting on a table in a corner, flipping through a book of poetry.

The latter is like "staying up late", using black tea to fight the temptation of sleep.

But it was obvious that he endured it very hard and yawned from time to time, which severely damaged the sense of "seriousness", "rationality" and "maturity" that had always existed and worked hard to maintain in him.

Actually, this guy is quite handsome.

However, the route he took was not the same concept as the "handsomeness" that greeted Mr. Murphy.

"Why don't you go to sleep?"

Murphy approached him and asked in a gentle tone:

"Is the coffin we prepared for you not comfortable enough?"

"No, the walnut wood coffin is full of quiet fragrance, and is more suitable for enjoying a peaceful dream in this area of ​​Transia than the coffin we made of cold wood."

Count Andre raised his tea cup to Murphy politely and said:

"I just haven't adapted to the life of a vampire yet. Certain habits belonging to humans are still stubbornly resisting. You don't seem to have such troubles? You are obviously like me, a new vampire who has just been transformed for a year."

"Oh, there must be some skill in doing this kind of thing."

Murphy sat down next to Count Andre with a smile. The latter cooked him a cup of palace black tea in a very polite manner. Murphy made nonsense to Andre:

"When I was still a human, I was looking for work in Cadman City to support myself. I heard some local people tell the story about the 'Sunwalker'. I guess it was just a folklore, but it was also quite interesting."

"Huh? Daywalker?"

Count Andrei was a melancholic poet. He was also very interested in these folklores and asked:

"Are you referring to vampires who can move freely under the sun? This sounds unlikely. The blood of our sin descendants determines that we can never be accepted by the sun."

"Yes! I know, however, that the sun will accept humans. That is not just a privilege, my people."

Murphy picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then glanced at the Earl of White Mountain.

He said in a long voice:

"What if you are a unique individual with a vampire body but a human soul deep inside? The sun will burn your body, but it will also soothe your soul. I initially viewed the nonsense legend of the Sunwalker as a ridiculous story.

, but you also saw it.

Although I still can't step into the sun safely now, I can already enjoy the embrace of the night and move freely during the day without being troubled by fatigue.

Even when I am active during the day, my soul leaps for joy.

They all say I'm a vampire.

But I know that I am actually not just a vampire, I am a unique individual between two races, like an artistic dusk walking between the sun and the night. I have always felt that I am very lonely. Fortunately,

I seem to have met someone of the same kind today."

Earl Baishan was stunned.

He looked at Murphy's black eyes with blood in them. After hesitating for a few seconds, he tentatively asked:

"So, the key lies in the soul?"

"No, it depends on the will! The soul is an illusory thing, but consciousness really exists, functions and dominates the body, so the key is to always maintain your consciousness, which belongs only to you!

Even you and I know that we will eventually become the same dark and sinister creatures like other vampires when summoned at midnight, but at least in the process of this decline, we must remember that we are always human beings, not born monsters."

Murphy said eloquently:

"Of course there are other keys, such as suppressing the desire for blood. You see, I never drink more blood than is necessary. Only when facing the enemy will I reveal the vicious true nature of the vampires. I know the feeling of sucking blood.

For us, beauty is like being in heaven, but things that are too beautiful and addictive are often harmful to health.

You can give it a try, Your Excellency.

If the human part of you is stubbornly unwilling to die, why do you have to kill yourself with your own hands?

I think becoming a monster may never be in any little boy's ideal.

Finding a balance between humans and vampires is difficult, but if you can do it, then maybe you can become a 'daywalker' like me.

I don't reveal this to everyone, I just think

To be honest, I think you can still be saved, but your elder, Mrs. Shani, and my elder, Mrs. Tracey, are obviously hopeless. They are content to be shy roses in the middle of the night, but have long forgotten that they are human beings.

The beauty of time.”

After saying that, Murphy stood up politely, nodded gracefully to Count Andrei, and then slowly disappeared into the shadows of the corridor with his hands behind his back.

Count Andrei bit his lip.

He felt that Murphy was bewitching him!

He could feel that this vampire lord, who was as old as him but much more cunning than him, was trying to interfere with his judgment with fallacies he had never heard of!

Perhaps this is because he will stay in Transia as the eye of the Thorn clan to monitor Murphy.

But he had to admit that Lord Cadman's nonsense seemed to make some sense.

"The human part of me is stubbornly unwilling to die. It doesn't want to see me slip into the abyss of night forever. It wants to save me. Yes! This is not a necessary stage in the transformation of life forms, let alone

What they call the bad nature of human beings!

I just.

I just want to save myself! That’s all!”

Andre felt that he was bursting with inspiration, and immediately took out a pen and paper and began to write a poem.

He decided to try Murphy's method.
To be continued...