Chapter 3168: Bird People Descend from the Skies, Bringing News of Dusk’s Defeat—Quack, an Auspicious Omen!

The Aztec, who are experiencing war, have seen the ugly faces of the White Devils stealing divine power on the Holy Spirit Plain many times. Obviously, they have a bit of PTSD in this regard. Seeing a group of people without formal inheritance using the power of the Feathered Serpent God, plus this is the old continent, the hometown of the White Devils, it’s normal to have some unpleasant chaotic associations.

The Aztec Bird People did not take absolute measures. They just wanted to capture these foreigners for questioning. However, how could the players suffer a loss?

As their opponents launched attacks, the players retaliated. Lying on the temple rooftop, struggling to get up, the long-haired muscular sister was the first “casualty” of this conflict.

She was hit head-on by an Iron Fist Missile, and even her wing’s base was broken.

The pain was absolutely miserable.

When Murphy entered the conflict zone, several players with bad legs were already tied up with special ropes by the Aztec Sky Warriors. They were crying out aloud, urging the newbies on the ground to hurry and deal with these powerful “elite monsters,” not knowing their strongest support was already overhead.

“Release my warriors!”

With a stern reprimand, bloodlight blossomed from above.

The Sky Warrior, preparing to carry the “captives” away, was caught off guard and struck in the wings by Murphy’s “shameless sneak attack.” He immediately tried to counterattack but was hit by the Governor’s aggressive Blade Storm, with feathers flying in distress, screaming and falling toward the ground.

Seeing the handsome Sir Murphy appear to support them, the newbies instantly became noisy.

One after another, their legs were no longer weak and their backs no longer sore. They jumped out from hiding, starting to use firearms to execute “faith shots” into the sky, assisting their NPC with African-style shooting.

The Sky Warriors were very united, immediately besieged Murphy, but their solar fire arrows and thrown combustion powers were useless against Murphy. Holding a Solar Blade bestowed by the Feathered Serpent God was enough to make Murphy immune to these flame attacks.

However, the opposite Aztec Warriors cannot immune themselves from the necessary evil’s rapid piercing.

After more than ten rounds, except for the Guard Commander of King Osiris, all other Sky Warriors were shot down and then were swarmed on the ground by small players, tied up in very indecent positions.

Tsk tsk, this Tortoise Shell Binding skill is really authentic! It seems that among the newbies, there really are talents.

When the news finally reached Princess Qiuchote, who jumped down from the Wind Eagle, what she saw was Murphy and the Guard Commander in the air, madly clashing like two colliding streams of light. The opponent was clearly an expert in martial arts, surprisingly able to match Murphy’s super speed, occasionally even managing to counterstrike.

“Oh my! You guys stop fighting! You’re all on the same side!”

Qiuchote was anxiously jumping up and down on the ground, shouting loudly toward the sky.

The players next to her observed the red oil lingering at the corner of their profession tutor’s mouth, who just ate a cold-skinned meat sandwich, quickly handed over a handkerchief, displaying tact.

Upon seeing the local dressed Princess Qiuchote appearing, the Guard Commander in high altitude instantly executed a swift Solar Strike to force Murphy back, withdrew his wings, and descended to the ground, holding an Aztec-style Obsidian Blade guarding beside the princess, cautiously and warily examining the vampire cloaked in shadow.

What a crazy situation!

An elite Golden One couldn’t take down this weird Silver Ranker in a hundred moves.

“Prince Qiuchote, perhaps you should explain why your people suddenly appeared in Transylvania, and were rude enough to attack my warriors!”

Murphy flapped his wings and landed.

He also scrutinized the tall Sky Warrior beside Qiuchote with a wary look.

What madness!

Even with all my hanging tactics utilized, just short of engaging Star Realm acceleration, I still couldn’t breach this bizarre Golden One’s defense after a hundred moves. This guy definitely isn’t as capable as Lord Paryen or Old Edward, but at least a powerhouse of the same level as Old Feinock and Palano.

Is the Aztec Kingdom really such an external hegemon, sending such caliber casually to find their princess?

Those in the know understand you’re here seeking the princess, while those unaware might think you are ready to hoist a flag and commence a sunset expedition right here in the old continent.

“I have no idea either!”

Facing Murphy’s inquiry, Qiuchote, who just enjoyed lunch at a small stall in Torrent Castle, was utterly bewildered, having no clue why one of her father’s Guard Commanders would suddenly cross most of the world to appear in Transylvania.

But knowing that her father dispatched his loyal and brave Guard Commander to find her sure meant something happened domestically. Thus, Qiuchote quickly engaged in an exchange with the Guard Commander whose skin showed a healthy wheat color and had broad wings.

Murphy perked up his ears to eavesdrop.

Upon hearing that the Aztec people dispatched their troops entirely, assisting Ganote in expelling Holy Spirit Plain invaders and haven achieved considerable gains, a glint of delight flashed in Murphy’s eyes.

Though not very familiar with the political system over the New Continent, the so-called “New Federal United States” must be backed by Dusk. Hearing these henchmen were thoroughly trounced by the Aztec people, with suspicions Dusk might abandon them and flee, this was undoubtedly the best news Murphy heard today.