Triss took out a handkerchief to help Murphy wipe the blood off his face, and regretfully said:
"And these Gnolls are everywhere on the Continent. Old Gold Tooth can't make them all obey. To deal with Gnolls, you have to kill their masters first. That's what we did during the previous Black Disasters."
"That's too inefficient; we need to think of a way."
Murphy sighed.
He glanced at the character card.
Goodness, after this fierce battle, his Crimson Ability and Ancestor's Power have improved rapidly. The Crimson Storm has also progressed from beginner to mastery. Indeed, Ancestor's Power needs continuous fighting for rapid growth.
"I'm going to sleep for a while."
Murphy leaned back in the chair, looking at the Gnolls cleaning the battlefield in the distance. He said:
"Show them a lesson tonight! Get all the vampires in the clan ready. The next three days, we won't have any players to help us, so we have to rely on ourselves. Sigh, if only I had thirty thousand players..."
