The First Vampire

In this grand battle involving millions, an individual’s power is so insignificant.

Of course, unless you are from the Holy Field.

Looking at the enormous figure quickly approaching in the distance, the Knight Macao could not helpclutching his sword tighter and his hands started trembling slightly.

In one glance, he recognised it to be the Orc Emperor Saruman.

In Wind Whisper City, Knight Macao had personally witnessed the terrifying scene of this formidable Holy Field Skull-shatterer resisting two Holy Knights single-handedly.

Such earth-shaking and horrifying power could make anyone lose the thought of confronting it.

However, it was impossible for him to retreat at this moment.

Because Emperor Reinhardt was still charging forward relentlessly.

The courage and conviction displayed by this human emperor astonished everyone.

The royal knights surrounding the emperor, who watched Emperor Reinhardt’s desperate battle, could hardly believe their eyes.

Did the sacred ancestors of the St. Lorenzo family finally resurrect in this emperor?

Or did the disastrous defeat at Sky Breaking Mountain Range, the fall of the Westland, the betrayal of Storm Fortress finally awaken the fighting spirit of this human emperor?

Perhaps the unrest of the emperor these days is because he finally decided to sacrifice everything for the empire’s defense?

No matter what they thought, knights and nobles around the emperor were gradually discarding their fears and hesitations under the inspiration of this vigorous atmosphere, and launched attack after attack on the orcs, disregarding everything else.

As for ordinary human soldiers, they’ve become even more frenzied.

When did they ever think they could actually fight side by side with the supreme ruler of the empire?

When have they ever seen a human emperor so selflessly fighting for the defense of the empire?

The military morale that was faltering due to repeated defeats and withdrawals, was successfully stabilized by Emperor Reinhardt.

No, it was not just stabilized, but even further stimulated.

Around Emperor Reinhardt, at the forefront of the contact between the two armies, rows of human soldiers were swinging their weapons, striding forward with determination, incessantly.

Even when facing the more powerful orcs, they did not retreat a step.

After all, the human emperor was just beside them, as long as he kept moving forward, the warriors of the empire would never retreat.

From time to time, some people would fall, but there would be no gap left, as it was immediately filled.

The advance party led by Emperor Reinhardt, like an extremely sharp dagger, had deeply penetrated into the abdomen of the orc formation.

But soon, this dagger met a tough nut.

The elite troops of Orc Emperor Saruman, the War Song Legion came charging, immediately blocking the advance of the human troops.

“Kill!”

“Waaaaaagh!”

The two torrents clashed with the most explosive pose, and the slaughter became extremely intense at this moment.

Limbs were flying around, and blood was spurting.

Countless lively lives disappeared like fireworks in an instant.

Knight Macao had just pulled his long sword out of an orc’s chest when a Skull-shatterer wielding a huge axe forced him to retreat.

A timely crossbow bolt came whizzing and hit right in the eye socket of the Skull-shatterer.

Knight Macao’s spirits lifted, he quickly charged forward and swung his sword ferociously.

But the Skull-shatterer still swung his huge axe towards Knight Macao’s waist, showing a ready-to-die together posture.

Knight Macao stomped his left foot on the ground, spinning around on the ground, his body turned rapidly to dodge the whistling huge axe, and then his sword was out again. РＡ𐌽Ȏ฿Εș

Fresh, thick blood sprayed out, blurring the vision of Knight Maykou. His heart skipped a beat, knowing something was wrong.

Sure enough, Skull-Shatterer blocked Maykou’s longsword with his arm. He roared and extended his other hand, reaching for Maykou’s throat.

This was a true battlefield brawl – without any frills, every move was a fight to the death.

Just when Knight Maykou thought he could not escape his fate, the anticipated pain did not occur.

A flash of Holy Light passed by. He opened his eyes in surprise to see Duke St. Gregorian, in his silver armor, unexpectedly at his side.

The Holy Light around her was more blinding than the sun, her beautiful face adorned with a confident and resolute smile, fearlessly charging towards the Orc Emperor.

The hot blood in Knight Maykou’s chest boiled. He roared and once again bolted toward the orc’s military formation, following the footsteps of the goddess in his heart.

A loud boom rang out.

Emperor Saruman’s giant axe cleaved a bloody path through the human army.

What was originally a well-formed formation started to crumble. Luckily, Duke St. Gregorian had already volunteered to block Emperor Saruman.

From the clear sound of bird’s prey, Emperor Saruman’s action paused.

He glared with his single eye, the corner of his mouth curving into a gruesome smile and he laughed manically:

“St. Gregorian, I can’t believe you’re here to die again!”

Duke St. Gregorian, wielding a sword in both hands, was enveloped in light and flames. Even in the face of the seemingly invincible Orc Emperor, she showed no fear.

“Saruman, repent for your sins!”

In an instant, countless explosions of fire rapidly spread out like a flood.

The surrounding human and orc warriors were blown away by the blast, leaving a vast clearance on the battlefield.

This was the gladiatorial arena of the Holy Field warriors.

Emperor Saruman roared, his body began to swell as countless black threads launched like flowing light, forming a huge eagle head behind him.

Whoosh!

The eagle head accelerated, its eyes glowing purple, taking a bite at the sparrow above Duke St. Gregorian’s head.

At the same time, he casually swung down his huge axe.

Duke St. Gregorian’s pupils shrank. Though the axe’s speed was not fast and even lacked power, she still felt a lethal threat.

Previously, she would have dodged and then engaged in a guerrilla fight with the Orc Emperor.

But this time, she did not intend to dodge.

Circle after circle of red flames, bearing numerous Holy Symbols, quickly enveloped Duke St. Gregorian.

The axe crashed down, sparks flying.

The dreadful pressure and heaviness only then began to bear down unceasingly.

Crack—

Countless tiny cracks immediately crawled all over the flame barrier in front of Duke St. Gregorian, even stretching to her hands.

Golden blood seeped out slowly, but Duke St. Gregorian did not turn pale.

After taking the Orc Emperor’s hit, Duke St. Gregorian finally caught a moment of his rigidity.

Taking advantage of the declining force from the barrier, Duke St. Gregorian let out a battle cry and leaped.

Time seemed to suddenly speed up, the barrier of fire shattered suddenly but a more vigorous flame shot out, directly aimed at the Orc Emperor’s chest.

Roar—

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