The Vampire King Evander forgot everything else as the horrifying sight before him sent a chill down his spine, soaking his back completely.
"H-How can we stand against such a massive force…?? This is madness…!"
His body trembled as his face turned pale; he felt like fleeing immediately to save his life. However, his pride wouldn't allow it.
Suddenly, a gray mist began to appear as the sky turned dark, and the mist swallowed the undead, making them disappear within it.
The mist continued to surge forward at an unnatural speed, devouring everything in its path.
"T-This is bad… at this rate, they will be here within just a few moments!"
King Evander gritted his teeth as he strengthened his resolve; he immediately issued an urgent order to his men.
"Listen up, everyone! The enemy is moving too fast and will be here shortly! Wake everyone up and prepare for battle!!" his voice boomed with urgency.
"Ring the bell!!!"
