Chapter 1677: 561. Laozi can’t be a spokesperson, but can’t he be a candidate? – Extra update [3/30]_2
“Only our warriors dare to wield their blades against the Divine Spirit.”
“Hmm, I can understand.”
Hog obviously had an idea too, it said:
“The ladies who shaped the Bloodclaw Clan must be involved in this; it’s the best return they can attain from my ‘investment.’ The ‘Scarlet Beasts,’ who maintain a good relationship with my Bloodclaw Clan, must also be invited.
I am contemplating that if The Master of Hunting were to die, then the Wolf People would need new faith in the future.
I think I should invite some of Avalon’s servants; in this way, the splendor of the God of Nature will protect the poor spirits of my people.
I hope the Avalon Church participates in this matter, but only you can persuade those Witch Hunters.”
“I will speak with Natalie and the Valande Knights; on the battlefield of Divine War, Avalon’s chosen ones will surely appear!”
Murphy made a promise, and Hog had no more hesitations.
It draped its robe over the creator’s armor, and then, accompanied by Palano, walked into the teleportation portal that Triss opened, allowing itself to be engulfed by the scarlet light and transported near Shadow Valley.
After their departure, only Triss and Murphy remained here.
The Crimson Witch was a bit worried. As Murphy led her back to the exhibition hall, she whispered:
“Hog’s transformation is quite dramatic; its increasing wisdom has transcended the realm of the Wolf People. I always think of the elders of the Clan of Secret Blood when speaking with it; their conversation is equally cryptic and vague.”
“Are you worried about Hog ‘rebelling’?”
Murphy chuckled, reached out to wrap around Triss’s slender waist, and said:
“Don’t worry, Hog has always been a cunning Wolf Person. After receiving true enlightenment, it knows how to choose what is most advantageous for it.
This is exactly the change I want to see.
The issues of the Wolf People and even the Black Disaster cannot be resolved with brute force; only wisdom can lead them towards civilization and enlightenment.
From this perspective, Hog is destined to be a more competent leader than the King of Bone Biting.
Hmm, I just thought about it; perhaps we should try out that Desire Shard in our possession. Although it is only one-seventh of the vampire Civilization Slate, I think if our race’s spokesperson position is still vacant, it might truly bring us some miracles.”
“Then let’s go and take a look.”
Triss excitedly pulled Murphy and quickly returned to the third-floor biological research lab. She placed her carried Desire Shard on the certification device’s tray.
The same process as before ensued, with the item being enveloped by energy, and soon the screen displayed a prompt;
[Database certification complete, Civilization Slate confirmed correct! Race number identified as Rs-0072, code ‘Blood race’, alias ‘Vampire’. Currently, no spokesperson for this race.
Warning!
Civilization Slate damaged, unable to bind civilization spokesperson certification!
Hint!
The Civilization Slate fragments reserved some complete Blood race heritage blueprint after being cut by special forces and may reduce the certification rating to ‘Blood Vulture Civilization Candidate’. Start certification?]
“???”
Murphy and Triss looked at each other in confusion.
They had previously speculated that the broken Civilization Slate could not bestow spokesperson duties, but hadn’t anticipated that this fragmented slate for the Blood race could still downgrade for certification?
“What is this all about? Why is the power left by the creator so strange? Is this like playing a fun puzzle game?”
Murphy mocked:
“So, does this mean that besides the Mad Blood Clan, there will be a ‘candidate’ born in each of the six clans? Then the seven candidates will fight each other, and the final winner can collect all seven pieces to become the spokesperson?”
“Look at this statement; our Civilization Slate has been cut by special forces!”
Triss pointed at that line of text and said to Murphy:
“This is definitely not normal!
The King of Bone Biting also mentioned that when the Civilization Slate is destroyed, it signifies a race’s permanent detachment from the creator’s sequence. The Twilight Servants seize the Civilization Slate to corrupt it, leading the Wolf People towards decadence!
I suspect that this cutting might be a protective measure, preventing one clan’s deterioration which then triggers the entire vampire downfall.
The question is, who completed this cutting operation?
Perhaps it was done by the Supreme Lords and first-generation Dukes before they lost their memory in the Eden District? Didn’t you say they were once part of the management team in the Eden District?”
“Hmm, makes sense.”
Murphy nodded.
He looked at the command waiting to be executed on the screen, then lightly slapped Triss’s curvy rear and pointed at the biological chamber:
“Go ahead, you become the spokesperson for the Blood Vulture Clan and the Blood race Civilization Candidate; you are a Duke, and that’s your rightful authority. According to the description of the Jackalman Stone Slab, after obtaining the candidate title, you will also have the mental aura over Blood Vulture members.”
“If this is true, then it should be you!”
Triss shook her head.
She rebutted:
“You need this certification from the creator more than I do, Murphy. Although I am a Duke, everyone at the Crimson Castle knows you are the true soul of the Blood Vulture Clan. I am just a puppet put in the front by you.
I may be captivated by emotions, but I am very satisfied with the current situation; just consider me lazy, I do not want to bear more pressure.”
“So you’re handing this pressure over to me? You wicked woman!”