111.I crawled out of filth, no one has the right to judge me！【51/60】
111.I crawled out of filth, and no one has the right to judge me! 【51/60】 (Page 2/2)
Don't make the same mistake I did, no need to try to reach out to them to get the answers you're after, every one of them is a source of hopeless contamination.
Ancients like Sarokdar are just pawns played by them..
Murphy, you heard Salokdar's last-minute warning to you..
stay away from dusk
You must stay away from them, those people have been walking on the road to chaos for too long.”
“Is that an organization? They were the ones who planned all this？”
Murphy narrowed his eyes and asked.：
“You knew this was going to happen in Cadman City from the start？”
“no i don't know.”
The old knight's voice became deeper and slower, just like the deep and ancient sound accompanying the opening of a giant tree..
he said：
“But behind all the subspace-related disasters in the world in recent hundreds of years, there is their shadow. Your Lord Paying knows more. Maybe you shouldn't ask, and don't be curious about them.
I am indeed guilty！
My God, I have committed unforgivable sins in the name of seeking the truth. The distant new continent is filled with disasters caused by my hands, and I will devote myself to this..
Death is the only atonement, may you see it all.
No one can judge me！
except for your majesty.”
“Click, click, click”
A low cracking sound came from Murphy's feet, which meant that Old Finock's magic had advanced to the end..
He turned himself into a white oak with natural purifying divinity, and used its tough roots to wrap the entire dilapidated Holy Blood Hall and the shadows in front of him trying to climb out of the subspace rift, forming a sealed god. art space.
“Let's go, leave! Tell them that old Finnock is dead! He died like a hero fighting Sarokdar and the warp evil..”
The Lord of White Oak urged Murphy and Palano to leave at this time even though they were full of doubts..
The clusters of divine thorns in front of them made way for them, and when Murphy took the first step, an emerald green branch wrapped around the large oak holy blade "Watcher" hanging beside him, entangled in the vines He also shaped a forest scabbard to wrap the holy blade to prevent Avalon's divine power from burning Murphy..
The moment the vampire got the holy blade, he heard old Fenok whispering in his heart：
“Regarding your suggestion, I have thought it over carefully. You once said that all homeless people who contribute to Transia can become the masters of this land..
I have given everything for this land, I have bought their tickets.
Murphy, please accept my heirs.
There are dusk shadows in the Plantagenet Kingdom too, don't let them go back！”
“Okay, I promise, as long as they want to stay.”
Murphy held the Great Oak Blade in his arms, and at the moment he left, he heard Old Finock's low thanks.：
“Then I will bless you, noble Alpha.”
“？？？”
Murphy looked back as if he was struck by lightning. He didn't know where Old Finnock knew this code name..
But as if he sensed his doubts, in the emerald light that finally broke inwards and wrapped the subspace shadow and disappeared into the shattered cracks, the last voice of the Lord of White Oak came out.
“My God has kindly told me, this miserable lost person, everything about the future at this last moment. My God is watching you, and my God is blessing you..
My god will go with you, and all the spirits will follow you on the sea of stars. Alpha, keep moving forward..”
“Bang”
The entire Holy Blood Hall completely collapsed at this moment.
The ruins that completely collapsed into entities can no longer find any trace of their existence. Even the building itself seems to be falling into the endless void..
And this collapse quickly triggered a chain reaction, causing the buildings around the Holy Blood Hall to begin to collapse..
But after all, this is the base camp that the Blood Vulture Clan spent 400 years building. It should not collapse to the point where it can no longer be entered, but cleaning it up will definitely be a time-consuming process..
“Walk！”
The First Lord grabbed Murphy, who was still looking back in the crumbling corridor..
The two of them ran towards safety one after the other. Just as they turned the corner, Murphy bumped head-on into Natalie Finokea Lawson, who was staggering towards him..
The gray-haired Witcher was covered in blood and had just woken up from the coma of the battle..
But she was covering her heart and her face was so painful that she couldn't breathe.
She stared straight ahead and seemed to know what was happening there. Regardless of Murphy's obstruction, she howled and tried to break free before pounced on the Holy Blood Hall, which had been wrapped in tree roots and collapsed without a trace..
“Let me go! vampire! Damn dog! Let me go! He is in front！”
Natalie screamed with no dignity at all.
But Murphy just silently dragged her back. Lord Palano, who had always been extremely gentle towards beautiful things, had to use a little trick at this moment, as the illusion of a black rose appeared in front of Natalie's eyes. The reverberation exploded, and the dual weakness from the body and the spirit surged up, causing her to scream in grief and fainted in Murphy's arms..
“Savoring sadness is always a life where beautiful things cannot be avoided.”
The First Lord took the unconscious witch hunter very gently, held her in his arms like a princess, and showed Murphy an impeccably handsome smile..
He asked softly as he opened a path ahead and smashed the collapsed walls.：
“Murphy, beautiful Murphy, you have just experienced sadness, I can smell it.”
“I don't deny this.”
Holding the big oak holy blade, Murphy rushed out of the danger zone behind the First Lord and waved his hand to recall Necessary Evil, so that the Demonic Sword of Desire was quietly placed in the scabbard at his waist that once belonged to the Blade of the Desire Race..
he said hoarsely：
“We have all experienced sadness today, but we must continue to move forward and not let those sadness turn into helpless tears..”
“Well said! It is indeed a beautiful thing that I value.”
Lord Palano nodded very appreciatively..
But a few seconds later, Murphy coughed and said seriously：
“But regarding your previous description of Tris, I have a slightly different view. Maybe it’s a bit childish to say this, but starting from today, the handsome Lord Palano! Tris is no longer your goddess.”
“Oh, the declaration of sovereignty after victory is such a classic! Will one beautiful thing usurp another beautiful thing?？”
Palano laughed, and then said in a subtle tone：
“But do you really know Mrs. Tracey? No, you were just blinded by beauty, Murphy.
Just like when I was young.
Only when you truly understand the Scarlet Witch will you know that just now, in a garden full of roses, you picked yourself the toughest red rose covered with spikes..
Believe me.
You'll definitely bleed from this.
And I have to remind you, Murphy, in the traditional vampire culture there are clear prohibitions on the transgression of children and elders. It’s not that those old guys don’t understand love..
They have just seen through that it is impossible for true love to be born under the influence of the blood contract, it is just admiration with shackles! Do slaves become friends with slave owners?？
So before you talk about love, break your chains.”
“I'm happy, can you take care of it?？”
In the dark rush, Murphy whispered：
“If you want to pick a delicate rose, it would be incomplete without shedding some blood, right? A little bit of pain is just a witness tax paid to the God of Love.
As for the shackles
The key is not in my hand！”
“Ha, such a beautiful realization！”
Paliano praised：
“I really appreciate you more and more, beautiful Murphy.”
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