As for the human side, they spontaneously organized into a Militia Corps.
Though a motley crew, they dared to oppose the vampires.
"Return my beautiful mountains and rivers! Return my kith and kin!"
Angry shouts rang out, one after another.
Overwhelming and unstoppable.
A massive counterattack was thus launched.
However, what none expected was—
Facing the lords charging in like tidal waves, Zhang Beixing merely smirked.
Standing with hands behind his back, he appeared calm and composed.
Unmoved and indifferent.
"Is this all? You want to besiege me?"
With a gentle point of his scepter, the world changed color.
The wind howled, and the ground shook.
Countless golden beams flashed, piercing through the clouds.
In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of enemies were swept away.
Blood flowed in rivers, with no bones left.
Unable to harm him in the slightest.
"How... How is this possible..."
Talons turned pale with fright, retreating repeatedly.
