My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank-Chapter 2147 - 716: The Great Lord Paryen Finally Arrives at His Loyal Transylvania
The Lord sighed.
He knew that these guys, incompatible with vampire traditions, must be the rumored "foreigners."
Just as Shani’s report mentioned, these people acted wildly and unpredictably.
But thinking that his presence might also boost morale here, he simply put on his scarlet cape over his shoulders and also took out the Holy Spear Eternal Silence.
This was even more incredible.
Even a vampire like Little Sheron, who inherited Murphy’s Blood, would fear the majesty of the Holy Spear, let alone a player, a template-based entity.
The moment the Holy Spear was taken out and suspended beside the Lord, the players escorting the Lord collectively withdrew several meters away.
It’s not that they were cowardly, but the "Eternal Silence Aura" that the Holy Spear naturally emitted required players within its range to undergo a mental check once per second, failing which they would enter a very strange state of "confession."
Basically equivalent to being "silenced."
This is an incredibly dangerous state for players who see battle as their meaning of existence, but the Holy Spear’s strength prompted a group of vampire players to exchange glances and share thoughts in the chat box.
"I say, is the necessary evil in Sir Morphy’s hand and the Holy Spear Eternal Silence in Lord Paryen’s hand both vampire relics? Why is there such a big difference between them? I thought the necessary evil was already awesome, but compared to the scarlet majesty of the Holy Spear, the difference isn’t just a little bit!"
"Isn’t that obvious? The strong and invincible Lord is a skeleton-level faction leader, but Sir Morphy is just a pitiful Black Iron, can you compare them?"
"Tsk, none of you are hitting the point!
The necessary evil in Salockdale’s hand was fierce, with an aura similar to a Blood Dragon, and brought fear, suppressing Old Feinock and Palano, two Golden Ones. However, after the old Clan Leader lost his mind and was killed by the plot, the relic fell into Sir Morphy’s hand and became a blank slate.
You know, right?
The level is gone, now it has to be accumulated again.
You see, the momentum of Sir Morphy using the necessary evil before and the current Demon Sword is completely different. Our Blood Vulture Clan’s relic is that of growth."
"Yes, yes, different clans have different relics, the Blood Fear Clan’s gun is outrageous, supposedly able to severely injure a Golden One in a single shot with good fortune, and we Blood Vultures aren’t the worst.
The Thorn Clan even lost their ancestral relic!
Lately, Lady Shani likes to act cool every time she appears... It’s embarrassing, if not for Mrs. Shani being so beautiful, I’d mock her."
"Shush, shush, shush, don’t speak, Sir Morphy and The Grand Duke of Triss are here, they’re welcoming the Millennium Lord below, wow, basically, it’s the entire important members of the Blood Vulture Clan here, the Lord’s face is super big!"
"Hehehe, I’ve decided to transfer with Stick Brother to the Blood Covenant, I didn’t know the Lord was this handsome, so powerful, now I’ve finally seen the demeanor of the strongest vampire firsthand.
I’ve decided!
From today onwards, I am Lord Paryen’s first fan dog!"
"You get lost! Just you with the chicken strength who the Lord injured with one glance, the Lord doesn’t want you, and if he did, only a tall and mighty Vampire Swordsman like me has the qualification to follow the invincible Lord Paryen closely!"
Good thing the players’ private chats can’t be heard by the Lord, otherwise the Lord, maintaining his artist persona, might display a face-changing performance right there.
These "new generation vampires" are really outrageous, daring to think such disrespectful things in front of him.
Of course, the Lord remained steady.
Although his aura was diminished by the unconventional escort from the vampire players, he still maintained a graceful posture, riding the Unicorn forward slowly, arriving in front of Triss amidst the players’ whispers.
The Lord looked at Triss and noticed the marks on her neck.
He said softly:
"Seems you’ve survived from a rotten life, Triss, it’s wonderful, welcome back to the living world."
"It was my little Mo Fei who pulled me back."
The Grand Duke of Triss bowed to Lord Paryen and said softly:
"As you can see, I am just a puppet, the true master of the Blood Vulture is beside me and before you, I have the supreme honor to introduce him to you.
Of course, most importantly, my Lord.
We have found the original sin of the vampire clans!
Those things you have forgotten, those you have personally experienced, if you are willing, we would be delighted to help you recover the memories of your deceased self.
And all of this is thanks to my soul and life’s companion."
"Murphy?"
The Lord dismounted, hands behind his back, looking at Murphy maintaining his bowed posture before him, he said:
"Then let me see, help me recover my past self, and then... we will face hardships together."
