I Became the Progenitor Vampire-Chapter 256 - 257: Who Agrees, Who Opposes?! (7000-word long - )
Chapter 256 -257: Who Agrees, Who Opposes?! (7000-word long chapter)
That girl, Andabella.
In Lide’s mind, the image emerged again of a figure surrounded by a scholarly aura, with silver hair and silver eyes, her face always wearing a look of pride.
Of course, there was also the unavoidable Legendary Cloak.
By now, the battlefield had entered a white-hot phase.
Andabella, clad in the Legendary Equipment Blood Cloak, held a slender longsword that seemed as trivial as a chopstick compared to Bimong’s massive body.
Yet this toy-like longsword left deep scars on the body of the beast Bimong with every swing.
The Blood Cloak fluttered in the night wind, and Andabella, leaving no trace of spellcasting, floated freely in mid-air as if the cloak behind her were her wings.
Hoo~
Bimong violently swung his sharp claw toward Andabella in a deadly attack, intending to shred this annoying human!!
The bulging muscles on his arm contained the power to tear apart the earth, the breaking air sounding like a demon’s screech.
In mid-air, Andabella’s expression remained unchanged; her body suddenly shifted several meters, narrowly dodging Bimong’s sharp and lethal attack, the winds raised tousling her silver hair.
She conveniently swung up the half-palm-wide longsword, 1.2 blade-length in the Cross Longsword.
The Blood Cloak behind her emitted a faint crimson light, and at that moment, the sword blade also carried a tinge of crimson energy. As the longsword moved, the crimson energy flowed like running water, the blade with its long flaming tail stabbing directly at Bimong’s wrist.
Zila~
Bimong’s massive body endowed him with unparalleled strength, but it robbed him of some agility, too slow to avoid being stabbed by the longsword.
Under the crimson light, Bimong’s skin, which could withstand the attack of siege crossbows, was cut open like crisp paper by the sword blade.
Pale golden blood spurted like a fountain, instantly filling the air with the smell of blood.
Even more eerie, the cloak behind Andabella seemed to come alive at the sight of the blood, swiftly rolling over to Bimong’s wound.
In just the blink of an eye, Bimong’s wound was left with only pale flesh, the fresh blood devoured entirely by the cloak.
Devouring the blood, the scene was enchanting and eerie.
The beast Bimong let out an agonized roar, the bone-scraping pain furiously stimulating the brain of this golden creature; it began swinging its claws even faster.
He had to shred this damnable human!! Definitely!!
Whoosh whoosh~
The terrifying sound of the air breaking seemed capable of tearing the space apart, while the surrounding pointed-roof houses crazily shattered and collapsed like mowing wheat.
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This injured terrifying beast erupted with indescribable fierce combat power, seemingly capable of destroying the entire city with the force of this single Bimong alone.
Seeing Bimong go berserk, Andabella did not continue to move forward to attack but flexibly maneuvered through its bombardment.
By then, looking at the cloak behind her, one would find it even more vivid after having absorbed Bimong’s blood, the red on it appearing like fresh blood dripping.
At this moment, the crimson glow on Andabella also became a bit more intense, as if endless energy was bursting forth within her body.
This piece of Legendary Equipment, crafted from the dragon skin of three giant dragons, along with dragon blood and the fresh blood of Legendary Level demons, possessed mysterious powers beyond ordinary people’s imagination.
Powerful and fierce, it was the girl’s only reliance in her battle with Bimong.
Lide watched the battle from afar with an intricate expression.
The Transcendent armor already possessed six formidable attributes, so how powerful would this Legendary Level cloak be? Unfortunately, he couldn’t see more attributes of the Legendary equipment.
With a touch of curiosity, he opened Andabella’s attribute panel.
Andabella Risier
Title: City Lord of Risier City (Permanent worship reputation in Risier City)
Polymath (Intelligence increased by 50%, Human forces reputation increased by one tier)
Treasure of Risier City (Charm +50%, Nolan Empire reputation increased by one tier)
Descendant of the Risier Empire (Acquires the Deterrence attribute: Possesses significant Dignity when facing human lives of no higher level, reputation in High-level Nobles raised to respect)
Sword Master (Agility increased by 100%, Strength increased by 80%, Swordsmanship mastery raised to Transcendent, all sword type weapons upgraded to specialized mastery)
Age: 26
Level: 14
Profession: Risier’s Sword (The most famous swordsmanship military of the Risier Empire at its peak, once had three Legendary Level Sword Masters)
Bloodline: Risier Royal Bloodline (Inactive)
Introduction: A descendant of the Risier Royal Family, her veins flow with a strong bloodline; a smart and proud polymath who grasps most of the knowledge unknown to others; a Sword Master who inherited the most elite sword skills of Risier’s Sword, achieving Master Level in longsword usage.
This deeply amazed Lide.
Not surprising for someone with the bloodline of a former imperial royal family, she held an astonishing five titles.
Even though only one was combat-related, the other four were titles that could bring extensive connections, more useful to a city lord than combat-related titles.
Andabella’s attribute panel wasn’t necessarily inferior to Bella of the Northern Royal Family—of course, that assumed the other also activated her latent bloodline.
Crash~
After going berserk, Bimong forced Andabella, who was airborne, into a somewhat disheveled state.
After all, one was a nearly Transcendent Life at level 19, and the other only at level 14.
Even clad in Legendary Equipment, she merely had the capability to damage the opponent, but truly contending head-on with Golden Life—Bimong, that was still impossible.
Nearby a partially collapsed house, a deputy with a stubble-covered face and a hooked nose watched Andabella, who disregarded her own life to hold Bimong back, feeling extremely anxious.
“City Lord Andabella, most of the civilians have been evacuated. Let’s leave as well!”
The dozens of soldiers behind him also watched with concern as Andabella, clearly struggling, heroically held back the unbeatable beast.
Hearing her subordinate’s voice, a forcefully persisting Andabella no longer persisted.
She began to retreat while fighting.
Although she was agile, Andabella managed to keep Bimong engaged, preventing him from causing more destruction to the city.
This also bought more time for the civilians who were fleeing the city.
Lide watched the battle between the two sides with a subtle expression, pondered for a moment, and then followed under the cover of the night.
Those deep, black eyes held emotions that outsiders couldn’t perceive.
This battle, grossly disproportionate in strength, spanned the entire city, with Andabella pursued by Bimong from the main battlefield in the west to the walls facing Green City in the east.
During this period, wherever Bimong passed, the pointed high towers collapsed, the blue stone-built houses shattered, and the streets turned to ruins.
At this moment, the gargantuan beast had truly become a Great Demon unleashed, turning everything before it into rubble.
No one in the city could kill Bimong; the city now belonged to this Bimong.
If Bimong had caused the Risier City’s army to crumble, then the dense swarms of double-legged flying dragons that had just arrived plunged them into utter despair.
Risier City’s remaining Gryphons were nowhere to be seen in this final battle scene, evidently, the double-legged dragons had turned Risier City’s once proud Air Corps into a thing of the past.
Now, the skies belonged to the double-legged flying dragons.
Filling the skies above the Eastern City with their dragon wings, menacing barbs, and corrosive saliva-laden mouths.
The Guard Army of Risier City, still desperately struggling to protect the civilians as they retreated, faced even harsher blows.
Each attack from a double-legged flying dragon could kill several warriors or civilians.
Lacking air superiority, the army could only rely on the ground troops with crossbows and the mage group whose magic power had long been exhausted in the relentless battle, barely managing to cast a spell intermittently to cover the troops.
By now, with Risier City’s resources and ammunition depleted, the disparity in strength between the two sides was too great.
The Beastmen side alone had hundreds of thousands of Beastman Warriors, not to mention the thousands of shaman spellcasters, five to six thousand double-legged flying dragons, and tens of thousands of wolf cavalry, and also an unstoppable Level 19 Bimong beast.
This had ceased to be a battle of the same level, and managing to hold out till now was only because the Beastmen had held back.
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“Damn bastards, you filthy, disgusting Beastmen, I will kill you all!!”
A young warrior watched helplessly as a girl running towards him was cut down by a Beastman, her blood spreading across the ground, and his anger became uncontainable.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw hundreds of Beastmen pouring into the far end of the street, his expression growing fiercely brutal.
“Kelly, run! Those damn Beastmen have already taken over the Sixteenth District, we’ve got no reinforcements!!”
A middle-aged warrior, whose armor was shattered and face was smeared with dark red stains, hastily pulled at the young warrior who wanted to rush forward and fight the Beastmen to the death.
“No, Captain Kasel, I have to kill that damned bastard, I swear!!”
The young warrior, with burning anger in his black eyes, looking at the distant Beastman army on the other end of the street, raised his Cross Longsword, and alone let out a rage-filled roar as he charged deathly towards the isolated Beastman.
He knew, this charge might mean he never returned, but…
“For Risier City! Charge!!”
A tragic roar rose in the street.
It seemed as if the noise of the city fell silent at that moment.
At that moment, Kelly could clearly hear his own rapid panting, the thumping, thumping sound of his own heart.
Huff, huff~
He had entered a unique state at that moment, where everything around him no longer mattered—his eyes were fixed only on that damned Beastman.
Ten blades, seven blades, three blades—Kelly could already clearly see the mocking expression and disdainful gaze on the Beastman’s face, as if, to the Beastman, it was a joke that a mere human who was only 1.75 blades tall dared to raise a sword against him.
The great sword, snatched from a human’s hand, fiercely cleaved down, and at that moment, the Beastman could already imagine the scene where this feeble human was split in half by him.
But then—Zzzzrt—a pain struck the Beastman’s abdomen, followed by a chilling sensation at his neck, and in an instant, his head was rolling in the air.
Even in the second before he lost consciousness, he experienced the sensation of flying in the sky for the first time.
“Level 10…”
Kelly felt the power bursting forth from his body, with a hint of undeniable excitement flashing in his eyes; he hadn’t expected to make a breakthrough in this final moment.
However, after he killed the Beastman in front of him, an even larger number of Beastman troops poured in from the other end of the street.
“Kill!”
Since there was no escape, let him rest eternally here, accompanied by the glory of Risier City.
Risier City, may your glory live forever!
Once again lifting the Cross Longsword with both hands, he charged forward, his black eyes unwaveringly resolute, the young face filled with bravery, his beliefs sustaining his combat.
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“Lady Andabella, there’s only one last group of civilians left—let’s go…” The bearded adjutant, with a look of urgency in his eyes, spoke to the pale-faced girl before him.
Having barely escaped the grips of Bimong, he did not wish to see his city lord struggle desperately against that monstrous beast any longer.
“You can’t withstand Bimong, even with the Blood Cloak, you can’t fend it off. Using this legendary item before reaching Transcendent isn’t a good thing; it will consume all your life!”
Legendary Level equipment typically only reveals its full power when one reaches Transcendent, and the most potent aspect of the Blood Cloak is that even if one does not meet the wielding requirements, it can still unleash all the power of this Legendary Equipment.
And the requirement for use is an ample amount of blood—a lack of sufficient blood will cause the Blood Cloak to devour the user’s life force as a substitute.
This was the sole reason why Andabella could withstand a Level 19 Bimong as a Level 14.
After all, Bimong was an almost Transcendent, monstrous beast, the ultimate combat power of the Beastman Empire, truly deserving of the Golden Life, its body flowing with a Golden Bloodline that could challenge a giant dragon.
To withstand for so long, Andabella had exchanged ten years of her life.
With a pale face and her body trembling involuntarily even from just standing, Andabella shook her head with determination.
Despite her extreme weakness, the pride on her face did not fade in the slightest.
“I will defend my city with my life; the glory of the Risier family will only end the moment my heart ceases to beat.”
Raising her head, her fighting spirit was still high.
Silver hair scattering in the wind, her silver eyes reflecting half of the fiery-red city, with the crimson cloak fluttering loudly behind her.
The shattered streets became the backdrop for her figure.
The bearded adjutant, his expression somber, nodded, “City Lord Andabella, I will follow you into battle until the final moment, let the honor of Risier City bury us.
“Risier City, may Glory endure forever!”
The expressions of the thousand haggard soldiers behind slowly became solemn.
Right hand holding the sword, the cross swords’ hilt resting against the chest, the tip pointed directly at the sky.
“Risier City, may Glory endure forever!”
The slogan, recited in the common tongue of the continent, was stately and solemn, filled with an indescribable sanctity.
Andabella looked upwards slightly toward the disk-sized bright moon overhead, also raising her sword.
Her trembling voice carried an unshakeable resolve.
“Risier City, may Glory endure forever!”
The slogan that had echoed through the Risier Empire thousands of years ago was once again resounding in this land.
In the most desperate and death-certain battles of the past, the warriors of the Risier Empire would invariably shout this sacred slogan as they held their swords aloft.
Because the ancient people of Risier firmly believed that these words passed down from their ancestors would bless them with victory in life and reverence in death once shouted.
And at this moment.
Roar~
At the end of the street, a mage tower thirty blades tall burst from its base with a massive roar.
Boom boom boom~
Like a collapsing mountain, the mage tower, into which countless hearts had been poured, collapsed thunderously.
Various magic arrays and magic traps erupted simultaneously with the collapse of the tower, like a dazzling shower of magic.
But for that long-haired beast, these low-level spells couldn’t even make it pause.
Bimong.
This terrifying creature had appeared once again.
Along with Bimong were thousands of double-legged flying dragons in the sky, emitting pitiful screams.
In the alleys on both sides of the city gates, the low growls of seat wolves erupted as well.
In a brief moment, fewer than a thousand city guards were forcefully surrounded by the Beastmen.
A tragic feeling rose in everyone’s hearts.
Death be not feared.
“Attack!!”
Without any hesitation, as soon as the Beastmen closed in, they ordered the attack.
Andabella stood with her sword, her silver hair drifting in the wind, her tone both prideful and solemn.
“Warriors of Risier City, draw your swords!
For the sake of Risier, attack!!”
“Kill!!”
On this shattered street, humans and Beastmen approached each other, launching the most fierce and tragic assault.
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When Lide arrived at the battlefield, the scene had nearly reached its finale, leaving only a swath of blood on the ground.
In the face of severely unequal strength, all the human warriors had become corpses under the Beastmen’s blades.
There was nothing left on the scene except a scarlet cloak fluttering in the air.
Lide stood in a high building on another street, feeling the tragic solitude with just a glance.
No one was left.
It seemed that the entire city had only this one human figure clad in a scarlet cloak, possibly the only human left in the city.
Both city guards and civilians who had stayed had been killed by the Beastmen, and the rest had fled the city.
Andabella… from a distant shadow, Lide silently watched the figure surrounded by thousands of double-legged flying dragons in the air, his expression infinitely complex.
The girl holding the longsword, despite the perilous situation under the power of the Legendary Cloak and her exquisite swordsmanship, and the support of the Blood Cloak, continued to persist.
Fearless of death.
Even Lide could see Andabella’s pursed lips and still prideful expression, her silver eyes seemingly devoid of the emotion of fear.
The pitch-black night sky was lit by the great fires within Risier City and the bright moonlight overhead.
Half of the aerial double-legged dragons were tinted red by the firelight, and the other half illuminated silver-white by the moonlight, densely packed like dragonflies by a pond at summer dusk, covering the entire sky.
On the ground, huge, wicked shadows constantly swept by, like soul-devouring demons lurking in the shadows.
Only at the epicenter of the surrounding double-legged dragons, that streak of scarlet was so vivid, like an ocean vortex, all the double-legged dragons seemed to circle around it.
And from this vortex, periodically fell several bodies of double-legged dragons with a wingspan of ten blades, crashing onto the rooftops like dropping stones, each impact emitting dull thuds and stirring up clouds of dust.
Lide stood in the room of a high building, silently observing the scene, never stirring.
Yet, his gaze never left that streak of scarlet.
Running out of strength?
Andabella’s originally light silver hair had grown darker, and a tremendous sense of weakness from her body made it almost impossible for her to grip her longsword.
With another swing of her longsword, the blade burst forth a scarlet radiance, directly severing the right wing of a plummeting double-legged dragon.
And the fluttering Blood Cloak swept across the severed wing, consuming the freshly spilled blood into nothingness.
The cloak became even more vivid, its power always increasing throughout the night as it feasted on blood; yet, this increase made it impossible for Andabella to continue.
Legendary Equipment, each usage consuming immense energy, the more powerful it became, the greater her exhaustion.
And not having reached the Transcendent, she was unable to handle this drain of power, her only option left was to overdraw her own life.
Until that moment, she had finally overdrafted all her life.
She could no longer wield the increasingly powerful Legendary Cloak.
Puh-chi~
As she had not yet retracted her sword, a double-legged flying dragon attacked fiercely from behind with its huge claws, causing Andabella to spit out a mouthful of blood as a deep bloody hole appeared in her abdomen.
Huh~
Like a kite with its string cut, this sudden insignificant attack directly defeated the already crumbling Andabella.
Her will remained elevated, but her physical weakness no longer allowed her to continue fighting.
Bang~
Just as Andabella was about to hit the ground, the cloak fluttered behind her, slowing her rapid descent, eventually allowing her to lie gently on the ground without sustaining more severe injuries.
Yet, although she survived, she no longer had a chance.
Andabella’s eyes were still bright, but they no longer held hope.
After the humans fled Risier City, the Beastman army did not choose to pursue, but instead held their position firmly at the city gates.
This unusual move resulted in the remaining Beastman army gathering here.
Wolf Cavalry, double-legged flying dragons, Beastman Warriors, and even Bimong, whose destructive power no one could withstand, were all present.
All the Beastmen turned their attention to the figure lying on the ground, still draped in a bright cloak.
“Human, your bravery has earned my respect. Great Bimong will personally kill you.”
The ancient Beastman language rang out, a language as old as the giant language, similarly conveying information directly through the mind, understandable even without knowledge of the language.
Lying there, Andabella slightly opened her eyes, reflecting Bimong’s massive body, comparable to a mountain.
The girl slightly lifted her chin, her pride evident even in this moment, “Bimong, you may take Risier City, but the Risier family will not be destroyed.
The glory of the Risier Empire will be eternal.
Death does not frighten me…”
Her voice was extremely weak; the only constant was her pride.
“My only regret is that the precious books I’ve painstakingly collected in my study… perhaps they will never be seen in this world again.”
What surprised the surrounding Beastmen was that this human female, who they respected, spoke in ancient Beastman language.
“You know the ancient Beastman language?” Bimong’s voice boomed like thunder from the sky.
“Ancient Beastman language? Giant language, Ancient Elf language, ancient human language, Ancient Goblins language, Ancient Dragon language… I know them all.”
The scene fell eerily silent for a moment.
“Being killed by the great Bimong will be your honor, learned human.”
Despite being surprised by this human, Bimong still raised his deadly claws.
Beastmen, need no prisoners.
Andabella watched as her wide eyes took one last deep look at the world.
Was she going to die? She really was somewhat reluctant… But, the people of the Risier family will not regret that her city fell with her.
She slightly lifted her head, waiting for that final moment.
Huh~
The claws, as long as two blades, glittered as if they could tear through steel.
The huge sound of air being torn as if the space itself was being ripped apart.
In Andabella’s silver eyes, only the cold light remained, her heart peaceful, quietly awaiting the arrival of death.
But just as Bimong’s claws were about to tear her apart.
Bang~
A tremendous force swept through, toppling Bimong’s terrifyingly tall figure directly onto the nearby three-story building, collapsing it and sending clouds of dust into the air.
With Bimong’s fall, a powerful presence filled the entire sky, overwhelming.
The surrounding double-legged flying dragons, sensing an irresistible adversary, desperately flapped their wings in a frenzied attempt to escape this dead end, their roaring making the sky seem like a bottomless abyss.
Roar~
A tremendous roar later, a terrifying creature with a wingspan of 20 blades appeared before all the Beastmen.
And the previously resigned-to-die Andabella shifted her gaze somewhat listlessly, only for the girl to witness a scene she would never forget.
A Bone Dragon made entirely of white bones, its skull flashing with pale blue soul fire, appeared before her.
Even more shocking to her was that atop this terrifying Bone Dragon stood a figure in a black Mage robe, strikingly handsome.
One name slipped out.
“Lord Izreal?!!”
Then Andabella watched as the figure spoke a sentence that silenced the entire field.
“Insignificant Beastmen,
this cloak…
Ahem, ahem,
this lady now belongs to me!
Who agrees, who opposes?”
His tone was domineering and firm, acting as if the tens of thousands of Beastmen troops around him didn’t exist, his bold manner in that moment making this Dragon-rider shine fiercely.
Andabella was just stunned.
When she had fallen into the abyss, enveloped by despair and without any hope, a strong and handsome hero riding a powerful dragon appeared… No words could describe the emotions in her heart at that moment.
The collapsed Bimong then forcefully stood up, planting his hands firmly on the ground, rage filling his gorilla-like face.
“Blasted Undead Bone Dragon!!! Kill them!!!”
