Chapter 681 680. The ominous wind is blowing, look, the storm is gathering - more updates [1010]

The night passed quickly.

Because Murphy had to enter the biological chamber to detoxify every few hours, he could not accompany Tris, who was so tired that she fell asleep at midnight, until dawn.

However, physical fatigue could not conceal a certain joy in his heart. When Murphy stood up to pick up clothes from the ground, he looked back at the Grand Duke on the bed.

The other person's back was facing him, and his smooth back was full of the beauty of a work of art.

Murphy stretched out his hand and touched the skin without lust. He gently stroked downwards from the scar on Tris's neck. This action made Tris grunt in her sleep, but it did not stop him.

Both of them knew what this scar that didn't want to be erased meant.

It was once a line that separated the two people, but now that line has been crossed, the two truly have each other, and the painful past represented by this scar has also weakened, but of course it will not disappear.

Until Luna is truly dealt with, Tris and Murphy cannot relax and enjoy their new life.

Murphy shook his head, pulled the quilt over to cover Tris, then coughed and shook off the astral guide stick form of the Vientiane Device and left the bedroom, heading to the biology room to detoxify.

When he took the elevator down to the ground, he happened to see Maxim climbing out of the biological cabin.

The monster's weakness had been completely eliminated, and when Murphy saw him, the blood connection that once existed between the two was gone, and they were like two strangers.

This made Maxim very uncomfortable.

He was wearing a bath towel and hesitated to speak.

"How does it feel to be free? Mark."

Murphy took the initiative to speak.

"It sucks! I seem to have lost the focus and purpose of my life. You know, I'm just a freak who needs to obey others in order to unleash all my power. And I've been given freedom that I never needed!"

Maxim complained:

"I used to know how to go, and I never lost my way before. You were the beacon guiding me forward, but now, I seem to get lost at any time.

This feeling is so bad.

I don’t know how other people deal with it, but it’s not really a blessing for me.”

"This feeling is called being normal, Mark. You were too twisted before."

Murphy adjusted the thirty-minute automatic wake-up program on the control panel of the biological cabin. He turned back to Maxim and said:

"But you see, losing the constraints of the blood contract will not make you suddenly change from a loyalist to a traitor. You just feel lost but not really lost. You actually know where you should go, so what happens next

The question is whether you want to keep going.

Go back and think about it, Mark.

Loyalty should be pure and not be influenced by the heart and finally surrender at the feet of someone, willing to become a hound.

I was moved by your loyalty in the past, but I also have my responsibilities as a leader, and protecting your souls and minds is one of them.

Be more open.

From now on, you will be free to choose where to spread your passion, and the relationship between you and Leonia can finally move forward without restraint."

"Maybe, but the price is too heavy for me. Alas, I am no longer qualified to ridicule Adele's weakness, because I have also become one of the weak.

This feels so bad."

Maxim lowered his head, obviously troubled, so Murphy suggested:

"Before returning to the Black Flame Pass, you can go to the Shadow Valley to find a guy named 'Crow'. He is currently the most advanced foreigner in thinking and philosophical research. Maybe he can give you some advice.

It's time for you to go, Mark.

During the period when I am unable to go to the front line, you will have to perform my duties on my behalf."

"I will not let you down, Master."

Mark said in a deep voice:

"I will definitely bring you victory."

"Victory is inevitable, but the process is doomed to twists and turns. Adele is checking the Black Flame Pass to see if there are any dangers that we have overlooked. Do you remember the plans I told you before?"

Murphy, wearing a Farstrider tights, lay in the biopod and said to Maxim:

"After returning this time, be prepared for a major retreat. The possibility of the worst-case scenario happening is greatly increasing. At that time, it is your turn to turn the tide. Remember to bring Leonia with you and let her assist.

I think that after this battle is over, Lord Paying would be too stingy if he still does not give the meritorious Leonia a jar of source blood."

"You are really worried about my matter, but in fact you don't have to get involved at all. This is my private matter after all."

Mark sighed and said:

"Leenia now feels that all of this was arranged by you. I don't want her to have similar thoughts, but your thoughtful planning makes me unable to refute."

"Don't be like this. I am destined to be unable to have pure love. I just want to have a sense of participation in your pure love."

Murphy smiled subtly, stretched out his hand to say goodbye, and then was wrapped in transparent liquid in the biological cabin and entered hibernation.

After he fell asleep, Maxim walked to the closed biological cabin.

He looked at the handsome vampire lord among them.

A few seconds later, he half-knelt in front of the biological cabin as if he had sworn an oath, and was about to speak when he heard a voice from behind.

"It doesn't have to be like this, Mark. We can all see your loyalty. There is no need to doubt yourself just because of that jar of source blood."

Dressed in a robe, Tris walked into the biology room in high spirits, like an old aunt who had squeezed out her little flesh and was in a very happy mood. The interference from Luna and the Scarlet Witch had already followed a heart-wrenching battle.

The blush and heartbeat disappeared with abandon.

She felt as if she was alive again, even young again. She didn't know if vampires had this evil magic of "harvesting yang and replenishing yin". Although she still had the same charming posture as before, there was something about it.

The loss suddenly made Tris feel more feminine.

Well, maybe this is the change from a girl to a young woman?

As for why he woke up so quickly.

Obviously, she was just pretending to sleep just now to avoid the embarrassment that the two people had to face when they were awake during the "one-night stand". Now, when Murphy has fallen asleep, Tris can finally restore herself to the blood vulture Archduke

in posture.

She looked at Maxim, who was half kneeling there, and said:

"You know, Murphy has never doubted your loyalty, but you are doubting yourself."

"This is different!"

Maxim said stubbornly:

"Please bear witness to the oath I made for my master!

No longer bound by the blood contract, I will use this oath to re-bind and arm my soul.

I am not happy at all that I am free. I know that serving Lord Murphy is the most honorable career I can get in this life.

I still long to share his glory and be the first sharp blade in his hands!"

"Oh, you are a typical dependent personality, your illness cannot be delayed any longer."

Tris sighed and said:

"As I said about you at the beginning, you have entrusted everything to your master long before the blood contract was imposed. It is an honor for little Murphy to have your allegiance."

"The master has given me everything and I must respond."

Maxim recited the oath he made when he joined the Blood Vulture Clan loudly, and Tris watched this scene as a witness, just like a knight swearing allegiance to his lord, or a general swearing an oath to the king.

The moment he stood up, the old Maxim returned.

And this time, his mind was stronger.

"Let's go to war."

Trish said:

"Your soldiers and your cause await."

"Well, please take good care of Master."

Maxim whispered:

"I'm going to kill all those jackals! In this life, everyone related to Dusk will be my eternal enemy, and the evil they do must be responded to! They will definitely taste my anger, and even my blood

The Wrath of the Eagle!"

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"Today's divine blessing is a bit strange."

In the Shadow Valley, Hedong Lion Roar, who had just offered ore to the altar of the Mother Goddess of the Earth, said doubtfully to Sichuan West Langxing beside him:

"We received a blessing, but the whispers we always heard when we asked for strength were gone. The earth priests said that it was a sign that Gaia was contacting us. The same thing happened with the blessings of other gods, but today those

The sound disappeared.

How to describe this?
To be continued...