Ascension Ritual (4)

"Bats rejoice, sick rats sing."

"A blood mist obscured the sky, and ghostly shadows spread everywhere."

"Daylight may come, and eternal night will descend."

The Vampire Spawn on the stone pillars were still murmuring and singing, but as time went on, the sound gradually became like a wail.

Blood gradually filled the patterns on the stone platform, activating the eerie and evil magic circle. The magic circles in the hundreds of iron cages in this bunker all emitted a blood-red light.

The blood-red light connected those derivative forms with Duke Brad, and evil power flowed continuously into his body along with that blood-red light.

"Ascension, it is truly wonderful."

Duke Brad raised his arms as if embracing the immense power that was about to arrive.

He slowly closed his eyes. Although he didn't need to breathe because of his Undead Essence, he still took a deep breath and felt the tempting smell of blood in the air.

Duke Brad's expression suddenly froze.

"Etc."

"I think I smell... unfamiliar blood."

"It seems there's still a bunch of despicable rats hiding in my castle."

Duke Brad opened his eyes, his crimson pupils filled with boundless rage.

"Come out—"

"You are courting death!"

Duke Brad floated in mid-air, his cloak billowing without wind, surrounded by a thick mist of blood.

This Old Vampire would never allow anyone to interfere with his centuries-long plan to ascend! Seeing that he had been exposed, the commander-in-chief of this operation Mezhuolash, raised his Bloodstained Greatsword and let out a fierce shout.

"All troops attack!"

His usually calm face now showed excitement, and his voice even trembled slightly.

The tragic deaths of his wife and children, the wanton slaughter of thousands of his clansmen, and the ten years of arduous wandering are finally coming to an end.

"Kill him!"

Mezhuolash rushed forward.

At the entrance to the passage, the players were caught off guard by the unexpected way they were discovered, and their situation immediately fell into chaos.

[Scarlet Duke - Brad Lachmann]

Basic Abilities:??? Challenge Rating:??? (Extremely Dangerous!)

A red panel, representing danger and hostility, appeared before everyone.

But they were, after all, a group of elite players. After a moment of panic, they resolutely carried out the pre-arranged tactics.

"This guy has spotted us!"

"Hurry up and cast the spell, mage!"

"Leave it to me!"

Charlotte raised her Openwork Staff, the vines at its tip shimmering with magical light.

[Fog Cloud]

The instant Charlotte lost her invisibility and revealed her true form as she cast the spell, but the thick fog quickly enveloped the platform where the Vampire was located.

Meanwhile, the professional Bard player "Flying Guitar" picked up his violin. As the strings vibrated, not only did melodious music float out, but it also caused ripples of vibration in the Weave. This is the Bard's artistic way of casting spells.

[Fairy Fire]

A Faerie Fire attached itself to the Vampire, outlining its form with a violet light that made it clearly visible even when shrouded in mist.

"Feng Yun," the vice president of the Kingship Guild, also waved his staff.

[Tidal Surge]

As he moved, a wave of water surged forth, rushing towards the Vampire. This was a spell specifically designed to exploit the Vampire's weakness of "Running Water Wound."

At the same time, several mage and Sorcerer players cast spells simultaneously, bombarding the figure outlined in the clouds with control spells such as Hypnotic Pattern, Color Spray, and Charm Monster, while offensive spells such as Scorching Ray, Magic Missile, and Fireball, along with dazzling magical lights such as lightning, radiance, fire, and force fields, surged toward the figure outlined in the clouds.

Meanwhile, players of melee classes such as Monk, Fighter, Paladin, and Barbarian had already rushed into the clouds and launched their attacks, following the light of the Faerie Fire.

Steel Frenzy also summoned his newly created Guardian Mech, which charged at the Vampire while unleashing a barrage of bullets and raising its shield.

Mezhuolash, leading the charge, had already rushed to the front with his Bloodstained Greatsword, his pure black eyes filled with the excitement of his impending revenge.

However, before they could get close, a low, hoarse voice echoed inside the bunker.

"Humble ants"

Do you really think you can be my enemy?

With a terrifying fluctuation, a blood-red stream of air erupted, dispersing the dense clouds and mist.

Faced with dozens of dazzling magical lights coming from afar, as well as a barrage of arrows, throwing knives, and even bullets, Duke Brad simply smiled eerily, his body turning into a blurry cloud of blood mist before suddenly dissipating.

In an instant, lightning, light, and flames crisscrossed, and flying knives, arrows, and stray bullets rang out, but all kinds of attacks hit empty air.

The group looked around, but could no longer find the Vampire.

Only a thin mist of blood permeated the air.

"Let the blood boil in His body..."

"Let us embrace the great ascension..."

However, the Vampire Spawn continued to chant, and the crimson light continued to flicker.

Clearly, this is far from over.

Suddenly, Duke Brad's hoarse voice echoed in the dark Underdark, the voice elusive and seemingly coming from all directions.

"Dull mortals."

"Your attacks are utterly ridiculous."

"Because I am everywhere."

"I once swept across the earth like the wrath of a god, but I gave it all up for eternal life."

The sound grew more and more intense, making one tremble from the depths of their being.

"And now, I am immortal, I am darkness! I will become the king of eternal night! And you are all merely sustenance on my path to ascension!"

The blood of everyone present seemed to be boiling, as if they wanted to break free from the cage of their bodies and burst out of their bodies.

The blood mist in the air surged, swirled, and rotated like churning seawater, forming a huge vortex, and finally reformed into a human shape above the stone platform.

Brad Lachmann had now shed his opulent tuxedo and was now draped in a red and black robe. He hovered high in the air, his eyes, gleaming with a scarlet light, looking down with utter contempt and indifference at the crowd on the stone platform.

He gently raised his hand.

The blood mist formed a pair of giant, blood-red hands in mid-air.

The Steel Frenzy raised the gun on the left arm of the armor and fired into the air, but the giant hand actually wrapped around the four-meter-high armor, squeezed it tightly, and crushed the armor, also squeezing the driver inside to burst.

The armor, now nothing but scrap metal, was carelessly tossed to the ground, while the pilot's blood inside merged into the blood mist, making it even thicker and more solid.

"Fresh blood..."

A hint of ecstasy and satisfaction appeared on Duke Brad's pale face.

"Run away, wail..."

"I will enjoy this moment."

As the Vampire Spawn murmured and chanted, Duke Brad, like a cat chasing a mouse, controlled the blood mist to chase after the players, easily killing them and draining their blood, keeping the players constantly on the run.

In just a few minutes, more than a dozen players lost their lives, and these were definitely elite players!

"Holy crap, the guild leader got wiped out again!"

"How should we fight this?"

"This boss's damage is outrageous!"

"Could you teach me the Flight Spell? I want to try close combat."

Meshraf waved his sword to disperse the blood mist, gazing at the Vampire high in the sky, and muttered to himself, "No, he is drawing power and becoming stronger."

"We must stop him."

Mezhuolash looked into a corner in the darkness, an unusual light shining through her pure black pupils.