You take care of things here while I explained the situation to the villagers.

We must depart before nightfall.

Understood, my lord.

Upon stepping outside the room, he found a considerable number of villagers gathered.

Their faces were pale, and they looked at Kong Yong with a mixture of confusion and fear.

The village was small with a limited population.

Moments ago, many had heard the anguished cries of the pale blood sucker.

"Listen to me," Kong Yong began.

"This time, the blood clan intends to reduce the number of villages, planning to drain each of you of your blood until death.

" Maji's parents have already perished in that room.

"You may enter and see for yourselves.

No one among the crowd dared to investigate further.

They merely stood in silence.

" Kong Yong continued, "I have found a way to escape.

Before night descends, we have our only chance.

When the time comes, follow me to the human city.

Can we truly escape? A villager inquired.

Yes, I will not jess with my own life.

Now return and gather your belongings.

I will reconfirm a route and return by noon to lead you out.

His expression hardened as he coldly cautioned, "Keep an eye on one another.

Should anyone betray us to the blood clan, we shall all perish.

" The villagers hesitated momentarily.

Yet with no other options, they nodded in agreement.

Kong Yong shouldered his backpack and unfurled the grand map from the Lord's tome, making his way toward the boundary.

As he journeyed onward, he sensed the fog thinning around him, indicating he was nearing the edge.

The thought of finally escaping this wretched place lightened his steps, and he leapt over the thicket ahead.

However, upon landing, his expression shifted drastically.

A dense army of bones had blocked his path.

What in the world? In the next moment, he turned to flee.

But after just two steps, an immense force pinned him down.

A cold dagger pride opened his mouth.

A skeletal finger probing his teeth.

Humans are not mere pale blood suckers.

The blood hunter carelessly tossed him before Domiga.

The human in his 20s was disoriented from being thrown around.

Domiga surveyed the human on the ground and inquired, "You will answer my questions, and should your answers please me, I may spare your life.

" The sight of the lizard-like creature caused the human to instinctively retreat a couple of steps.

Yet, compared to the endless ranks of skeletal warriors, the lizard man was not as fearsome.

The human nodded, signaling his understanding.

"What is your name?" Domigga asked, "Kong Yong?" He replied, his pupils suddenly constricting.

Ancient blade Domigga, orange tier, eight hero, and a skeletal bat-winged figure probing his teeth, was also a hero.

Blood Hunter, blue tier 5.

What is happening? He had only seen someone share a green hero template in the regional channel.

And yet, here were two heroes appearing simultaneously.

At the forefront stood a lizard man who astonishingly was an orange hero.

Very well, Kong Yong, what brings you here? Domiga inquired further.

Kong Yong cautiously assessed the lack of escape routes and replied truthfully.

I intend to navigate out of this fog.

Does this mean you reside here? Domiga pressed on.

"Yes, I live in a nearby village.

Recently, the blood clan has increased their blood tax, and several villagers have been drained to death.

I seek a way to escape," Kong Yong explained.

For the indigenous people who found it difficult to shift their perspectives, traversers were more readily able to accept the differences among races.

In contrast to the blood sucking clan, the undead and lizard men before him at least expressed a willingness to engage in peaceful discourse.

Excellent, Kong Yong.

I sense your bravery.

Had you been born in a human city, you would undoubtedly have become a righteous warrior or a hero, Domiga remarked.

Kong Yong furrowed his brow at the unexpected praise from the lizard man.

Before he could respond, Demitiga continued, "Kong Yong, I now require a guide to direct us.

" Upon hearing this, Kong Yong, who had just risen to his feet, felt his legs weaken again.

However, the skeleton behind him grasped his arms firmly.

"What is it?" Kong Yong swallowed hard and asked in a low voice.

"Are you seeking trouble with the blood clan?" "Indeed, a great deal of trouble," came to reply.

Kong fell silent for a moment before looking up again.

"Very well, I can guide you, but first you must help rescue the villagers.

Otherwise, when nightfalls, they will all be slaughtered by the blood clan.

Agreed.

With your presence, we can distinguish between the villagers and the faint-blooded ones.

Deitigga affirmed.

Kong Yong hesitated, glancing around before saying, "Could I have a sword? Just something for self-defense.

" Ditiga presented him with a shimmering silver one-handed sword.

The continuous bloodletting had left Kong Yong's body in a state of prolonged weakness, and the sword felt like a heavy burden in his hand.

Now, Kong Yong, please indicate the locations of the village and the blood clan, Domidica instructed.

Kong Yong nodded and pointed in the direction.

Chapter 297.

Flourishing branches and leaves with Kong Yong as the guide.

The perilous paths were deafly circumvented, hastening their pace.

After approximately 10 minutes, the army came to a halt in the woods on the western side of the village.

"Sir, there lies the village I spoke of.

In the ancient castle behind it is the abode of the blood clan burns, guarded by the pale bloods surrounding the fortress," Kong Yong explained.

"Ahead lay a modest village shrouded in mist with a silhouette of a castle emerging from the fog.

Should the blood hunters retain their past memories, they would recognize that this castle bore an architectural style identical to their own shadow and fortress.

However, the condition of the village was far from favorable.

Someone had betrayed the villagers to the pale bloods, resulting in all the villagers being gathered in the central area.

On the ground lay two corpses, one of which belonged to the lone militia member who had survived alongside Kong Yong when he abandoned his territory.

Witnessing the scene, Kong Yong's fists clenched tightly, a tempest of fury igniting within him.

The man, filled with rage at the pale bloods, vowed to rescue the villagers from the clutches of the vampires, tears welling in his eyes.

Despite having witnessed countless deaths, he found it unbearable to accept this reality.

Deitio glanced at Kong inquiring, "Do you recognize anyone on the ground?" "Yes.

" Kong Yong gritted his teeth in response.

Domiga said no more, but issued a direct command.

Bolton, lead your men to rescue the villagers.

The rest shall assault the Blood Clan's fortress ahead.

Understood.

The crowd responded affirmatively.

The army of the undead surged forth from the woods.

Charging toward the castle.

Bolton led his squad of undead to encircle and rescue the villagers.

The Blood Hunter unfurled his bat-like wings, soaring into the sky with a swarm of skeletal giant bats.