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At the same time, they prepared various equipment such as heavy machine guns and even RPGs. After everything was prepared, Baron, the Second War God, and the others barged into Calmert Estate without a word. Whoosh... Swoosh... Black figures blocked their path. They were the Ghosts that Andrius had carefully selected. “Get out of my way, or die!” Baron’s eyes were covered with a layer of frost. However, the Ghosts did not move. They exuded a powerful aura, making it clear that they would not budge. “Alright. Alright!”

The two of us immediately shot again simultaneously and the first time we fought was repeated. Brollll... The ground all over the place instantly cracked and shattered all the way to the end of my barrier. Waves of energy and gusts of wind spread from our direction to blow away the trees and corpses of Borlal's soldiers. The 4 Demons right hand of the Dark Lord work together to create a barrier, as well as Nay who protects the other Queens. For Violet and Cakil, they turned into dragons and giants by strengthening the pedestals with their magic energy.

They were covered in shiny scales. Some of them were flying monsters with wings made up of flesh, and they had long tentacles. They also had huge jaws covered in saliva. What kind of monsters were they? Chase and the others were stunned. Barry and the others transmitted a message through the water mirror. "Those are the citizens summoned by the Bug Queen of the Zago race. Those walking on the ground are known as Bloodthirsty Dogs. They can mutate into Raging Spiders, Poison Water Beast, and Demonic Elephants.

The walls of the chamber seemed to pulse as if alive, veins of dark energy writhing across the stone. Then, with a deafening roar, a massive creature lunged from the shadows. It was unlike anything Zoe had ever seen - a hulking beast, its form twisted and grotesque, with dark magic coursing through its veins. Its eyes burned with a sickly green light, and its claws dripped with venom.

It never crossed my mind that he could be a Rogues. Baron’s eyes looked different, it had taken on a different color, blazing orange. “Finally, we get to meet one on one.” He signaled to the other wolves to back off. “What do you want? I don’t want to hurt you.” I threatened, my hands aimed on him. Baron raised his hand in the air, with a cynical look on his face. “As a warlock, we both know that you can’t hurt me. However, I can do this…”

The ground trembled, a deep rumble like something waking far below. From the shadows, shapes emerged—hulking beasts that might have once been wolves, but no longer. Their bodies were grotesquely large, covered in patchy fur and twisted muscle. Their eyes burned with sickly green fire, their maws dripping with shadow and blood magic. Each step they took left the ground charred and dead. Morrakai descended from her throne, walking among them, her fingertips tracing the ridges of bone protruding from their bodies. "My beautiful children. My retribution."

(Bar) Seeing his brother kneeling on the ground, Bar turned berserk, he swung his Hatchet decapitated a goblin in front of him. Backing up towards his brother, Bar cast a defensive spell after hacking the goblin spear into two, a small dome of transparent green membrane covers the two of them. "GAAGAGAGAGAGIGIGIGIGIIIIII!!!!!".(Goblins) The appearance of a small transparent dome with a hexagonal pattern around it frustrated the goblins. Loud screech signaling the goblins has gone furious and frustrated. They tried to bash their way in, but only dull sound can only be heard as their weapons were reflected after each strike.

Their long and thin tongue is stuck out as if they are already craving human flesh. The hole emits miasma nonstop as it stands as the portal to hell. Every moment, other creatures were materialized and given life. Goblins, Golems, Ghouls, Orge, Imps, Lich, Warlocks, you name it! To make everything short, everything related to the corrupted souls of Tartaro. I look at Phelan, and I see no fear on him despite the innumerable foes. Neither anyone in my pack shows fear. Instead, I see their excitement in their hazel orbs.

Barrett has known from them that the rogues and human vampire experiments were all over the town causing havoc and that for the first the werewolves defend and fight alongside with the dragons, assisting with their magic and evacuating the civilians. At this moment the three lords of each kind were about to fight head on, with Barrett’s statement of the current situation it seems that the Silversnow castle is filled mostly with controlled servants. That the possibility of casualties will be lesser as they can only capture them and make them lose consciousness.

Undead Creations: Bone Knight: A towering behemoth clad in armour forged from the very bones of the fallen. These warriors are formidable in battle, their strength augmented by the souls of countless warriors bound within their skeletal frame. Summoning a Bone Knight requires a vast number of souls and a deep connection to the power of death. Wraith Stalker: A spectral assassin, swift and deadly, composed of pure ethereal energy. Wraith Stalkers are masters of stealth and surprise, their forms flickering in and out of existence, leaving trails of icy cold in their wake.