Strength Soaring

Beneath the darkened sky, thunder roared.

On the ground was a crater more than two hundred meters in diameter. The soil and rocks had been burned by the intense heat into a glassy state, and there was no trace that a castle had ever stood there.

Thousands of vampires fled in all directions for their lives, their eyes filled with terror as if they were witnessing the end of the world. They did not even have the courage to glance at the metal fortress in the sky, wanting only to get as far away as possible at the fastest speed.

Trails of lightning bolts shot in every direction, firing so quickly that the naked eye could barely follow them, like a ray of light thousands of meters long sweeping across the land.

Any vampire struck by one instantly exploded into ashes without even having time to scream.

The bridge was quiet and peaceful.

As if she had nothing to do with the merciless slaughter taking place outside, Elotisia looked down at the battlefield. She had already grown accustomed to the Star Destroyer's overwhelming might, but her gaze still drifted toward Rayne, who was seated at the control console, from time to time. Her emotions were quite complicated.

She had wandered and fled through the Abyss for years, yet the number of demons she had eliminated combined was still less than what Rayne had killed in these few hours—not even a tenth of it.

This was already the second Vampire Duke's territory.

Before this, the Star Destroyer had destroyed nearly ten territories along the way, eliminating hundreds of thousands of vampires.

Despite such a glorious record, Rayne showed not the slightest trace of pride. He remained calm and composed, as if it were nothing more than a trivial matter.

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