Elotisia

Wailing Wilderness.

Reslin stood invisible high in the sky, coldly observing the battle below.

Not long ago, the cave where the Succubus had been hiding was discovered by vampires. She had been highly vigilant; even while sleeping, she sensed the danger and woke up ahead of time, escaping before the vampires' encirclement could close.

But her injuries were too severe, and she had also been infected with the Blood Plague Virus. Having lost the ability to fly, she was intercepted by the vast numbers of vampires before she could get far.

This group of vampires clearly wanted to capture the Succubus alive, so they had not used lethal force.

It had to be said that the Succubus's strength was exceptionally outstanding. Her superb swordsmanship in particular had reached the pinnacle of perfection, as though it had been honed over hundreds of years—simple and sharp, swift and agile. Combined with Mind Power, every sword strike erupted with an unmatched sword flash.

Even with less than thirty percent of her combat strength remaining, the Succubus held out for a long time under the vampires' encirclement.

Until two Vampire Dukes personally joined the battle.

The Succubus Holy Swordsman finally ran out of strength. Her injuries worsened as they erupted, and she collapsed to the ground, despair appearing in her eyes.

The Soul Eye saw her emotions fluctuate violently, while the Flame of Faith burned fiercely and rose high. She was clearly praying to Tyrael, God of Justice, begging for one last bit of help.

However, Tyrael did not respond.

The color of the Succubus's soul turned gray, and the Flame of Faith wavered before suddenly calming down again. She gave up on praying and resolved to die together with the vampires.

"It's time."

Rayne held a Guiding Stone in his hand, containing a