Unlike the aesthetic-obsessed, bewitchingly alluring scum of the Torredo Clan, the governor of the Inspection Team had a rather rugged appearance—even the weapon he used was a spiked mace.
The governor was already exceptionally sturdy, but once he put on his armor, he instantly became a towering iron fortress. Facing humans wielding Silver Nitrate Weapons capable of killing vampires, the governor swung his mace and charged through them as if no one stood in his way.
Flesh flew everywhere.
Faced with this seemingly invincible terror, the Descendants of Ancient Race who had just been freed from their hellish lives immediately grew frightened.
Could this kind of resistance... really oppose the fate of enslavement?
Their newly awakened courage instantly became laughably fragile. In scarcely any time at all, the formation that had been surging with momentum was smashed apart by the governor!
"You're nothing but a bunch of cowards and weaklings!" Raising the mace in his hand high, the governor's voice spread in every direction. "We are your masters! Remember, this is the outcome of your resistance!"
The mace hooked up a woman who had been too terrified to move and raised her high into the air before slamming her viciously toward the ground—she was about to be smashed into a pulp!
At that moment, a figure bathed in radiance swiftly rushed over and caught the woman securely—Amanda, who had volunteered to join the battle, had arrived.
Sensing an aura from Amanda that was completely different from those of the other rebels, the governor of the Inspection Team slightly furrowed his brows and sneered. "So you're the one hiding behind the scenes, directing these livestock in their resistance?"
Amanda ignored the governor's question. She set the woman down, then patted her on the shoulder and said solemnly, "Thank you for your