My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank-Chapter 2225 - 742: Shocking! The Saint of the Crimson Castle Is Actually a Ruthless Butcher?

Chapter 2225: Chapter 742: Shocking! The Saint of the Crimson Castle Is Actually a Ruthless Butcher?

"What?"

Murphy was startled, and he anxiously asked:

"Have you consulted with Avalon? Is this seed sprouting situation normal? Will you turn into a tree?"

"No, no, that’s just a symbolic way of speaking. My head won’t grow flowers or leaves, you unimaginative fool, Murphy! I am the seed! It’s not that there’s a seed growing inside me, do you understand?

Become spiritual!

Do you get it?

Just think of me as a ’spiritual seed’."

Phemys used a very vivid and magical metaphor to correct Murphy’s misconception, tilting her head as she said:

"Recently, Avalon seems to be quite busy. When I ask, He doesn’t answer properly. He only tells me that once the divine power seed truly sprouts, I’ll enter a ’rapid growth phase.’ Yes, his exact words were that I’ll awaken true talents after absorbing nutrients of strength and advance all the way to the Demi-God Realm.

Because my essence is Avalon’s divine seed, I can also be seen as the mutated offspring of the God of Nature. Demigod is just my ultimate form, not a state I’ll remain in forever.

But currently, there aren’t any demigod vampires on the continent, right?

Could I be the first?"

"Damn!"

Triss and Murphy were dumbfounded, and the Blood Vulture Duke complained:

"A demigod vampire! What fortune and virtue could our Blood Vulture Clan possibly have? Even Lord Paryen is stuck at that line, unable to cross, and yet you have this honor to ascend all the way? Also, you said Avalon is busy lately... what...

Hmm?

Are we forgetting something?"

Triss looked around and quickly noticed that while they were discussing Circle Tower affairs, they had forgotten the second box sent by Lady Shani. Fortunately, this box was also a creation of the Clan of Secret Blood, which similarly had time-lock effects.

Therefore, upon opening the wooden box, the exotic girl Qiuchote inside was not in any life-threatening danger.

She awoke, rubbing her eyes with a childlike sleepiness, only to see two large vampires and one small one peering at her around her coffin board.

This startled Qiuchote, and she instinctively reached for her obsidian hunting knife, but Triss was quick to grab it.

Her intention was to prevent Qiuchote from doing anything rash, but as soon as Triss picked it up, Phemys let out a scream and launched herself over with a perfectly executed flying kick, sending the obsidian hunting knife spinning to the ground.

Its special power was activated, and the very next second, a brilliance like the sun flashed, directly blinding the vampires and forcing them to flee the room in a panic, white smoke rising from their bodies.

Fortunately, they escaped quickly; otherwise, the direct impact of such concentrated solar spiritual energy could have "vaporized" the weakest, Murphy, on the spot.

"Damn it! That thing is a divine artifact!"

Triss, rare in losing her grip, covered her face to prevent Murphy from seeing her burned and ugly appearance, shouting:

"I’ve never seen such divine power, but I feel that thing is similar to the solar energy of the Radiant Sun Society! But it’s evidently more active and much more violent."

"I saw a creature that looked like a bird or a snake!"

Phemys also covered her face, screaming:

"I swear I didn’t see it wrong, just now in that solar fire, it might have been the appearance of that strange divine spirit? That’s not a god of the Old Continent!

Ah, Avalon has been alarmed!

He tells me that it is the Feathered Serpent Sun God Kulkan of the New World, the guardian god of the Aztec Kingdom, one of the strongest among the Star Giants, second only to Ao and Su. The girl sent by Shani is the chosen of the Feathered Serpent Sun God?

Goodness!

The New World is tens of thousands of miles away from here; how can a chosen one leave the divine spirit’s territory and come so far?

"Because, my kingdom is facing big problems, even the Great Kulkan is affected by death and war, and once infinitely kind, He has begun to slide toward the bloodthirsty and frenzied dark side."

Qiuchote’s sorrowful voice came from the other side of the door, and she whispered:

"I’m not the chosen of the Feathered Serpent God, I’m just a priestess. Kulkan’s chosen have already sacrificed in battles against those ’White Devils’... Yes, it’s the pioneers of the Old Continent! You’ve brought terrible disasters to my kingdom!

I’ve left my homeland to come to your continent in search of ways to save the divine spirit and the kingdom.

Besides, Avalon, I’ve heard that name. Among those White Devils, there’s a very powerful ’Demon King,’ riding a red horse, rampaging through my homeland. He slaughtered our entire army to the last soldier.

The lunatic Demon King chanted this name while committing the slaughter, and you just called him the God of Nature?

No, He’s not the God of Nature."

Qiuchote’s words made Murphy frown, and Triss nearby tugged on his sleeve. Murphy hesitated for a moment, then said to Qiuchote:

"Follow me."

With that, he led Qiuchote away, heading to the middle layers of the Blood Vulture Corridor. As they reached the freshly cleared Holy Blood Hall, Murphy pointed to Old Feinock’s statue and asked:

"Is this the ’Demon King’ you’re talking about?"

"Yes! It’s him! The White Demon King riding a red horse! He cloaked in death’s mantle, bringing green annihilation."

Qiuchote, agitated, hefted the flaming obsidian knife, poised to destroy Old Feinock’s statue—a hatred and anger burning in her eyes that was undeniable.

But Murphy stopped her.

He glanced at the statue of Old Feinock, sighed, and said:

"Keep following me, then. The ’White Demon King’ you speak of is dead! He died among the ruins of the hall up ahead. I’ll tell you his story... Moreover, although I’m not qualified to say this, Old Feinock—he...

He’s not as bad as you think."