"Rahem, today we really got a cleaver chopping our ass."
Murphy stretched out a large hand and lightly patted the Titanium-Silicon Clan warrior's metal head twice, producing two dull clangs.
The latter turned his head with slight stiffness and asked in confusion, "If you mean we 'had our eyes opened' today, shouldn't it be 'a small knife slicing an ass'?"
"Why is it 'a cleaver chopping an ass'?"
"Because our eyes were opened wider, of course. A real eye-opener!" Murphy replied with a straight face.
As they spoke, one of the nine Brocade Boots warriors opposite them stepped out from the group.
She was also a Crystal Clan member, but Murphy had never seen her before, nor had he ever heard any tales of her in the universe.
He could only judge from the blazing crimson flames between the crystal clusters atop her head that she was an elegant "lady."
After the Crystal Clan lady stepped out, the two Crystal Clan warriors who had led the way impatiently spoke up:
"Warrior Renite, it was this low-level monster Goblin who made those wild claims, saying he would release Ragnar's soul from the catacombs!"
"He doesn't respect us guardian warriors at all, Warrior Renite! Let him learn just how high the sky is and how thick the earth is!"
"Yeah, yeah! Teach him a hard lesson, then drive him away!"
However, Brocade Boots warrior Renite remained unmoved by her clansmen's provocation.
After carefully looking Kurgon over from head to toe, she asked, "The passphrase."
"Slaughter, war, redemption." Three words popped out of Kurgon's mouth.
Renite fell silent for a long while. Finally, under the puzzled gazes of the two Crystal Clan warriors and the other eight Brocade Boots, she let out a long breath.
"So it was all true."
With a sigh,