Dracula, who was talking to himself, frowned, and everyone's expression froze: "What do you know!? What are these things...?"
"That thing is blood magic…" Dracula answered in the next instant with a cold face.
"What is that? There's magic beyond the ten major magical attributes!?"
Everyone looked on, frowning, seemingly at a loss for what to do.
"Buzz—!"
As everyone was talking, a beam of light shot straight into the sky from the distant battlefield, and a golden light curtain quickly enveloped a large area.
"Hmm... Has the Pope made a move?"
"What is this? How is it possible from this distance...!"
That invincible power, carrying waves of oppressive force, spread from the sky, and the shockwave swept past everyone, causing their legs to go weak.
"Have you ever thought about eternity? Immortality, eternal youth, and the ability to never age?" With his hands behind his back, Dracula turned to look at the crowd without changing his expression and posed a highly controversial question.
Staggering to his feet despite the oppressive aura, a nobleman looked utterly astonished: "How could such a thing be done—"
"But they've thought about it." Before he could finish speaking, Dracula narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Grand Duke Daedalus and Earl Lorraine?" another nobleman subconsciously uttered the two names.
Nodding, Dracula raised his head and slid his fingertips from his collarbone to the scar on his jaw: "Indeed... the northern noble faction of humans, led by them, has already taken action."
As his fingertips touched the scar, his cold gaze swept over the nearby deathly pale corpses: "And this is what they've accomplished so far..."
Swallowing hard in terror, the nobleman who had been prostrate on the ground raised his face despite the oppressive aura: "Then why don't we report this matter to His Majesty!?"
"What resources does the Caesar Empire have to intervene in this matter?" Dracula asked immediately, his cold eyes sweeping over the subject.
"But--"
The nobleman was about to say something, but Dracula rudely interrupted him: "Which of the southern nobles has joined the shipping alliance? We have already severed ties with the north since the beginning of the triangular trade."
"Then we should also..."
The words trailed off again, Dracula's voice laced with chill: "The cat, freed from its shackles, has returned to the orc continent, and it probably won't be long..."
The sudden bombshell news sent a chill down everyone's spine. They looked at each other, speechless for a long time.
"What should we do then? Aren't the 800 million orcs remaining on the mainland just like a powder keg that could explode at any moment!?"
The question was once again posed to Dracula, and the nobleman, prostrate on the ground, looked terrified.
"..." Upon hearing this, Dracula, unusually, chose to remain silent.
"And then there's the Papacy; they've remained silent on the issue of orc slavery! They're using all their power to control the 146 kingdoms of the world..."
"A few days ago, there were even rumors coming from Lexington that the merfolk were going to..."
The nobles began to discuss the current situation, one after another, and a sense of anxiety appeared on their faces.
"Our top priority is to deal with the golden rats and protect this area so that the white corpses can't take the opportunity to suck blood."
Raising his hand to stop the conversation, Dracula flung off his silver cloak, silently turned his back, and walked forward.
"We... sigh..." Several nobles sighed sadly upon seeing his appearance and then followed closely by his side.
At this moment, in the center of the core battlefield—
After Yuphimed unleashed his domain, he used his magic crystal armor to tear out one of the golden rat's teeth.
Under the cover of the sky, everyone on the battlefield couldn't help but be amazed by this novel magic. Cliff stroked his stubble and scratched his head with a strange expression.
"I know this is a domain, but what is that thing on him?" After pondering for a while without success, he looked to Ye Feng for help.
"I don't know, but what is certain is that both the domain and the armor he wears should come from the Dead Sea Scrolls."
...
"That was taught by Victoria. This native is a gifted guy; he learned it after being taught only once!"
"Hilarious! The authorities are so biased. They taught the natives magic, and all they did was remove Xu Daming's leash, but gave him nothing else!"
"Streamers need to work harder! Otherwise, the orcs will go independent, and how will we play the catgirl game after the open beta?"
"No way! If the orcs become independent, how will I ever get in and receive my whipping punishment..."
...
The viewers in the live stream immediately began to answer their questions, describing in great detail what had happened that day.
The three were immediately troubled after reading the comments, but when they saw Euphemiah, who was already at a slight disadvantage, they had no choice but to step in to help.
"call..."
"Wind and Flame Thousand Blades!"
Ye Feng sighed, raised his hand and grasped the flowing magma on the ground. A huge tornado carrying the magma rose from the ground and quickly transformed into countless sharp blades in the air.
The sky, shrouded in light, was tinged with crimson again by the onslaught of lava.
A scorching sword beam ripped through the sky, and propelled by the hurricane, a dense barrage of blades struck Euphemiah with pinpoint accuracy, hitting the golden rat directly in front of him.
"bump--!"
"Squeak..."
As a result of this attack, the rat's body underwent a further increase in mutation, and its tail whip, covered in barbs, struck Euphemiah's face directly.
"Thump—!"
He quickly raised his hand to block the extremely fast whip, and with a muffled thud from his armor, his body was immediately sent flying backward.
"Amazing strength."
Cliff was startled by this. In his opinion, no one below the level of the Dharma King could withstand a single whip from that rat.
"Sizzle—!"
The frost spreading across the ground instantly divided the battlefield, and at Aston's prompting, Cliff kicked the environmental rat into the ice.
"bump--!"
The unstoppable fissures, under immense force, intensified the collapse of the ground, and large amounts of rubble and corpses quickly fell into the abyss.
"Smack—!"
Countless icicles rained down, instantly pinning the rat firmly to the ground.
"It seems this domain has the effect of reducing magic resistance; this attack is already barely enough to hurt it."
"null--!"
Before the three could observe further, a golden spearhead descended from the sky, piercing through the golden rat's right leg in an instant.
"Smack..."
Orange blood slowly flowed from the wound. After struggling several times, the golden rat's body swelled up again, and an unprecedentedly large aura erupted.
"null--!"
In just a moment, before anyone could even sense any change, the rat appeared in front of Euphemia and swung out a claw.
"Clang—!"
Euphemia instinctively swung his gun in retaliation, but the distance between them caused his hand to shatter, and the moment the knocking disappeared, his body flew thousands of meters away.
"What's going on? The more we kill this rat, the more it adapts to these elements... and it can even mimic them appropriately?"
The three followed closely behind, and the golden rat's claw immediately shifted the battlefield. The fighting that everyone was following moved away from Camidor and gradually moved into the depths of the plain.
"Slurp..."
A pale, gaping hand suddenly appeared amidst the chaos of the scene.
As the palm itself is supported by the fingertips, the index and middle fingers act as legs, bringing it to a pool of orange liquid