An army of vampires and werewolves surged forth from both castles, clashing in a brutal melee.

While Peter was not lacking in reflexes, in an instant they exchanged blows, inflicting dozens of wounds upon each other.

However, their injuries began to heal rapidly, indicating that such attacks were ineffective against either of them.

Their animosity stemmed from their very bloodlines, ingrained deep within their beings, akin to an instinctual response, leaving them no room for negotiation.

Their focus was solely on each other, intent on annihilating one another.

The number of vampires surpassed that of the werewolves.

Ilong was fortunate enough to convert a village of humans, but Peter, born in the territory of vampires, was far less fortunate.

Typically, a werewolf would have to contend with three to four vampires simultaneously.

Coupled with a vampire's agility and ability to fly, the werewolves, despite their superior individual strength, displayed evident vulnerabilities.

The werewolves soon found themselves at a disadvantage, falling one by one to the vampires.

Through his skirmish with Peter, Yilong discerned that Peter was not his match.

Finally, apart from Kia, there is someone I can best, Yelong used.

After their exchanges, Yilong ceased his probing and unleashed his full power, resorting to self harm to utilize his own blood.

Ylong s blood could be wielded and manipulated, posing the greatest threat to Peter.

Should Peter be wounded by Yiangs blood, it would spell his doom.

Meanwhile, Peter's only weapon was his own claw, devoid of any special abilities, making it increasingly arduous for him to contend with Elon.

Dam Peter insensed launched a verbal assault.

Unlike the inherent rationality and calmness of vampires, becoming a werewolf, had unleashed brutal and frenzied emotions within him.

Gathering his strength, Peter leaped into the air, aiming a claw at Yelong, the thick, sharp nails glinting ominously.

However, he struck nothing but air, and Yilong swiftly sliced Peter s palm with his sword.

Without hesitation, Peter severed his own hand, which turned to ashes upon hitting the ground, only for it to regenerate almost instantly.

Yang unleashed a torrential downpour of blood while Peter utilized all four limbs to swiftly evade the onslaught.

He refused to believe that Yelang<unk>s blood was infinite.

He was determined to outlast him and turn the tables.

As time dragged on, Peter had yet to deplete Yiangs blood supply.

While his fellow weirwolves had all perished, surrounded the lonely wolf.

Brothers, I have sacrificed my very life to unveil the sinister plot of Lord Dracula.

His minions are vampires capable of transforming humans.

He has deceived us all with the intent to first betray and then annihilate, thereby augmenting his own power.

The pink maiden in stripes.

My brother, your valiant sacrifice shall not be forgotten.

In the next life, we shall be comrades.

Sausage with two eggs.

I had a feeling about this.

I am grateful to my brother for stepping into the fray with his life.

As Yelangs blood coursed through Peter, the latter's form began to dissolve into black smoke, and the entire castle trembled and began to crumble.

Yilong was perplexed.

Why did this foreigner choose to open the chat panel in his final moments? Was he bidding farewell to his kin? Curiosity peaked.

Yelong opened the world chat to take a look.

Dracula six.

Consequently, Yilyang<unk>s words were met with a torrent of outrage from the entire channel.

Yilyang.

Chapter 144.

Could they all be king tier? At that very moment, Bayou in the castle was also browsing the world chat.

Had this person committed some unforgivable sin? It suddenly occurred to Bayou that after all these days, he had never once spoken in the world chat.

Seeing how pitiful the situation was, perhaps it was time to lend a voice.

Krabby Patty, perhaps you should reflect on your own shortcomings.

After all these days, have you grown stronger? Have you truly dedicated yourself to development? Yet the moment by you, as a renowned lord, spoke, a flood of flattery poured in from other lords, completely disregarding his words and forgetting their earlier outrage toward Yulon.

Bayou could hardly bear to watch.

One lord, going by the name Kitty slave, even beg you to train them.

Disgusting.

Recalling that he hadn't t visited happiness in a day, Bayu noted the growing chaos in the snowy mountains.

If development here was stalling, then dispatching more undead to Happy Nizu seemed a wiser move.

Just as Bayou prepared to step through the portal, messages arrived simultaneously from Xiaoli and Sunsha Sha.

Great sage, equal of heaven.

Sister Bi, I've spotted a group of goblins.

Orphan of Xiao.

The rates have detected the Firebeard clan dwarves advancing deeper into the White Peak Mountains.

By Yukudin T shake the feeling that misfortunes never came singly.

Just when he least needed it, trouble arrived in droves.

Xiao Yianua situation could wait.

First, he needed details from Sun Shia Sha about the goblins.

Krabby Patty, did the goblins discover your castle? Great sage, equal of heaven, no.

I observed them in the swamp.

There was one that flew like a mage, leading a group toward the snowy mountains.

Relieved that they hadn't t been detected and that the goblins were heading to the mountains, Bayou concluded that Sun Sha Sha was safe for now.

The mage-like goblin son described was likely a goblin shaman.

But wait, the shaman Bayou had killed before couldn't tly.

Unless this one was king tier, the suspicion solidified in his mind.

Why was everyone heading to the snowy mountains? Unacceptable.

He had to go too.

With that, Bayou stepped through the portal and arrived at the White Peak Mountains.

There he noticed two additional ballista towers near Xiao Liua's castle along with a translucent protective dome overhead.

Nearby, beside the furnace, a larger, more advanced one had been constructed.

The number of dwarves bustling outside had also increased.

By you estimated at least 5 to 600 now, working in shifts between the two furnaces.

Their daily output had reached 8,000 iron ingots, enough to upgrade the town every 2 days.

By you couldn't te help but feel vindicated in his decision to save the dwarves.

As he approached the castle, the dwarves paused their work to greet him warmly.

No need for such courtesy.

Don't use this as an excuse to slack off, Bayu chided, shoeing them away before entering the castle.

Inside, Xiao Yinshu was directing dwarves to distribute food.

Meal time had arrived.

Ab boss, you're here.

She said, I noticed you weren't in the castle several times yesterday.

Xiao Lianua approached while Xiao Bing might be present, but if Shiao Bing were absent, Bayou would certainly not be there.

Upon returning yesterday, Xiao Liua discovered that Shiao Bing was nowhere to be found in the castle, indicating that Bayou had likely ventured out.

Oh, nothing much happened yesterday.

I simply got into a scuffle and collected some protection fees.

What is the situation with the dwarfs? Bay have been plagued by an unsettling feeling lately.

The royal figures, previously elusive, have begun to materialize in Bayu's vision ever since the confrontation with Meyers, leading her to suspect that the dwarves might also possess such a royal presence.

Although Bayou was uncertain, her intuition suggested a high likelihood.

After all, a werewolf capable of slaying the undead and a flying goblin shaman hardly seemed like mere subordinates.

The spirits from the White Rock Mountains had reported the presence of 10 dwarves investigating the dwarven mines and fortresses making their way deeper into the mountains.

Xiao Yinshi conveyed this intelligence to Bayou.

Only 10.

Bayou felt a wave of anxiety wash over her.

A smaller number could imply greater quality.

Surely there couldn't truly be a royal among them.

Do they possess any peculiar traits? Perhaps the ability to fly? Not that I know of.