My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank-Chapter 2108 - 703: This Is How the Transia People Respond to the Black Disaster (Part 3)

Chapter 2108: Chapter 703: This Is How the Transia People Respond to the Black Disaster (Part 3)

"The Guardian of the Star Realm and the Summoner are merely partners, there’s no need for you to obey Murphy’s orders, mighty Demigod, spare my life! I will do everything in my power to fulfill all your desires!"

Botana screamed, her hair disheveled, shouting:

"The resources that a living Jackalman Chief can mobilize are terrifying, everything you need I can provide! It’s much more beneficial than killing me here!"

"Huh, good idea, I’m a bit tempted, I do have many interests hidden in the material world..."

Mannis curled up, gently biting his peculiar pointed-tail with his mouth, quickly spinning in the air like a ring.

This must be some sort of secret technique.

The moment the Endless One began to spin, Botana’s personal time flow was irresistibly accelerated forward; after merely three rotations, the already elderly Split Claw Chieftain was pushed to a weakened state with only a day left to live.

Afflicted by severe illness, she could not even stand, collapsing to the ground with a thud.

"However, do you really think I would offend Alpha for those external possessions? In your eyes, am I truly such a foolish being?

Why do I feel like you are mocking me, pathetic Wolf People..."

Mannis’s sinister voice quietly sounded in Botana’s ear, speaking words like "Alpha" that Botana didn’t understand, and the next moment, the malicious grasp from the Demigod seized the Jackalman’s heart as if with an invisible hand, making her feel her vital power being forcibly extracted from her body.

"No!"

The weakened old Wolf Man struggled on the ground, snot and tears streaming down.

She screamed and sufferred until the malevolent Mannis extracted the complete voodoo supernormal law as its prized trophy.

And the strengthless Claw Chief Mother fell to the ground like a sack of flour, struggling to lift her head, she saw a pair of blood wings folding in front of her, and war boots marked with the Blood vulture insignia landed in the blood-stained dust before her.

Botana strained to lift her head.

But her time was running out, unable to accomplish this motion, yet in the next moment, an icy gauntlet clutched her neck, lifting her into the air.

She finally saw the person standing before her clearly.

She saw Murphy’s face and those eyes that seemed to blaze with blood fire, it was her first time seeing this Vampire Lord detested by dusk.

Only then did Botana realize, this guy was so young.

"You attempted to instill fear in us with the brutality and madness of the Pī zhǎo Clan, trying to see enemies like those in the previous four Black Disasters, at your mercy. But like others, you underestimated us.

Transylvania has already responded to the Black Disaster and everyone attempting to harm us...

This...

is our response!"

"Puff"

Necessary evil at that moment obediently pierced forward in Murphy’s grip, mercilessly piercing through the already extremely weak heart, severing the Jackal Tribe Chief’s last breath.

Botana had speculated many times about her own future, even divining it, imagining the scene of her death, but perhaps never expected her death to be so wretched, so hasty.

But as a competent villain, before dying, there’s always a need to spit out some trash talk to assert one’s presence.

So, she said:

"Dusk...will...destroy..."

"Crunch"

Neck and spine severed, the headless body fell to the ground, while that elderly head, full of the disgrace of a loser, was held in Murphy’s hand.

The Vampire Governor was disdainful of listening to the wails of a defeated dog.

Just another boring curse, if this stuff really worked, the vampire race would have been extinct eight hundred years ago.

He carried the Split Claw Chieftain’s head, turning back to look at the Endless One suspended in the nighttime sky, the latter’s time-light flickering rapidly, much like a Giant of Light when it’s out of power.

"The material world is rejecting me, I need to return to my domain, my dear partner."

Mannis unfurled his body, letting his enormous form akin to moving mountains surround Murphy, lifting his terrifying head for the first time so realistically, looking down at the Vampire Lord from above.

It said:

"I came not just to hunt a toy I can play with for a long time, but also to bring a warning, a secret that cannot be spoken in the Star Realm. You must be prepared, Murphy, the Divine Spirit war in the subspace is escalating fiercely.

Those dangerous lackeys are planning something quite terrifying; the Black Disaster is merely a means they can use, do not get lost in immediate defeats or victories.

Subspace is the real battlefield!

The Star Realm is the edge, and your place is the rear; the fate of all living things is interlinked, inescapable for you, nor for me.

Set forth on your path as soon as possible."