I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Chapter 451: Chapter 453: The Sealed Mysterious Sarcophagus (9800 words)

PS: Sorry, I had a writer’s block today, and only managed to grind this out after much struggle…

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Dwarf Valley.

The original Dwarf City now had a massive pit carved into it, within which lay the Secret Silver Vein that drove countless people to frenzy, buried deep beneath the site of the former Dwarf City.

Although miners were still digging the vein, the oppressive atmosphere in the air couldn’t help but turn expressions grave.

The valley, where metal should be clanging constantly as mining went on day and night, now portrayed a different scene.

Warriors were sharpening their longswords, Priests were casting spells to heal the wounded, and the logistics units were transporting supplies to the front lines… an unprecedented war had swept over this secluded city several months before.

Their enemy was made up of monsters corrupted by the Ancient.

Currently, in Dwarf Valley, the gloomy skies seemed as if a Demon God was about to be born, with black clouds layer upon layer, as if mountains pressing down upon the city.

Crack~

In an area below unnoticed by anyone, space suddenly shattered like glass, and then Lide, riding a Withered Bone, burst out from the rift in space.

With a wingspan of 26 blades, the Undead Blood Dragon, infused with the Power of Crimson, was dominantly unstoppable, its Legendary Level pressure scattering in an instant, as if an Ancient wild beast descended upon the world, its majesty towering like mountains, overwhelming like the ocean.

Below, the Beastman and Centaur Warriors shivered in unison, looking up in terror at the colossus in the sky.

What colossal beast was this? The Withered Bone had expanded from 18 to 26 blades and was now ignited with the Power of Crimson, completely transformed, and naturally, the soldiers couldn’t recognize it.

It was only after a figure surrounded by the Golden Power burst through the fractured spatial rift that they grounded themselves.

The Golden Power… That was the king of the Lion Tribe, Lord Cap!

“Ga ga ga, I have already smelled the scent of the Ancient Monsters, truly a circle of revolting Abyss Worms. I, the Tusk of Dawn City, great Dragon of Destruction, today I shall annihilate you under my Dragon Breath!!

Be prepared to embrace eternal silence…”

The monstrous laughter in the sky made many elderly Half-Beasts twitch at the corners of their mouths as if remembering something, and they immediately let down their guard…

It was Lord Withered Bones…

The surrounding Centaurs looked at the Beastmen with some confusion, still wanting to inquire for information.

A few Beastmen, reminded of the painful experience of being forced to listen to half a day of nonsense, said nothing more, just muttering disdainfully on their faces; better not to know him, hoping you never have to recognize him… Otherwise, you’ll regret it.

Whoosh whoosh~

In the air, the Withered Bone was, of course, unaware of his reputation for being talkative among the Beastmen; at the moment, he was wantonly emitting his Legendary pressure.

His torn dragon wings beat, his huge form sped forward, and within a few breaths, he arrived above the city walls.

This was the main battleground between the Dwarf Valley and the Ancient Monsters.

It had been a long time since Lide had visited the Dwarf Valley, this land held significant meaning to him and Dawn City, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call it the starting point of their fortunes.

Now he began to seriously inspect this city, which was completely altered.

The Dwarf Valley had always been managed by Beastmen, but now Centaurs had also moved in.

Since the valley was fairly open, in front of the Secret Silver Ore, behind the city walls of the valley, another vast city had been established.

The new city had been under construction for four or five years; with Dawn City’s relentless support, this city could be called prosperous.

Solid houses neatly arrayed, clean, wide, and orderly streets, and a full range of life facilities…

Exaggerating not, if it weren’t for the fact that Dawn City later built a new district, even the old district would hardly compare to this Beastman city.

After glancing over the city district a few times, Lide looked towards the city walls with considerable satisfaction.

A city wall, standing steadfast between two mountain peaks, measuring about 300 blades in length, 30 blades in height, and 20 blades in width, is currently standing tall and defiantly.

This solid wall was built later; the original Dwarf wall had long been dismantled.

Completely blocking the entrance to the valley, to bypass the wall by climbing over the flanking peaks would require ascending about 500 blades.

However, the peaks are as steep as knife edges, too difficult for beasts to climb, accessible only to flying troops.

Interestingly, thick white fog shrouds the valley year-round, causing severe disorientation in direction once one rises over 200 blades.

Adding to this the defense of Magic Language Bats and ground crossbow formations, breaching the defenses from the skies is as hard as reaching heaven.

Easily defended, difficult to attack.

The security of the wall was definitely several notches higher than that of ordinary human cities.

At this moment, this impregnable wall is experiencing a battle that can be called ruthless.

Countless Ancient Monsters were emitting the rotten breath of ancient times, charging fearlessly towards the city wall.

Their number was so vast that from the sky, Lide couldn’t see the end of them.