Prince Vlad had defeated a thousand enemies single-handedly, routing the opposing army. It sounded impressive and awe-inspiring, but the problem was that it had only been the vanguard. Sultan still had an army of a hundred thousand. Once the main force arrived, could Prince Vlad still defeat them?
Moreover, Prince Vlad defeating an army of over a thousand men by himself was simply too terrifying. It was clearly abnormal, so many people in the city decided to flee while Sultan's main army had yet to arrive.
Andrew covered his face, wore a cloak, disguised himself as a refugee, and drove a carriage amid the convoy as he gradually left the city.
"Mr. Wang, these people aren't enough to conceal our aura."
The woman in red whispered to Andrew, "Besides, we're too far away from them. Blood Demon King can easily lock onto us."
"I never said I was using these people to conceal our aura."
Andrew took out the War God spear and said, "This is what we'll use to conceal it."
The woman in red stared. "How can the War God spear conceal an aura?"
Andrew smiled faintly and raised the War God spear. An aura of clashing steel and charging cavalry flew over from the distant battlefield and settled upon Andrew, filling him with an iron-blooded, murderous presence. The horses ahead were visibly frightened, moving cautiously and scarcely daring to breathe.
"Ares the God of War is not merely the god of battle. He is also the God of War."
Andrew said, "A small war just took place outside the city, leaving behind a great deal of War Qi on the battlefield. Using the War God spear, I extracted that War Qi and shrouded us in it. That is enough to conceal our own aura.
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