Meanwhile, the sound of hooves faded, replaced by the steady rhythm of marching feet.
Curiosity was an instinct shared by all living things.
Even becoming a vampire didn't change that.
The scattered allied forces hadn't yet formed ranks like an army from the age of cold weapons.
But the Olesian formation had already arrived.
Amid the hurried, orderly marching and the roars of vampires and Blood Ghosts, Oscar gradually made out the approaching forces.
The shield-bearers marched into position, forming a Wall of Sighs. The weapons in the hands of the vampires and Blood Ghosts couldn't break through their shield formation at all.
Terrified by their sheer numbers, the enemies gradually fled toward the mountaintop.
But some still resisted.
Three shield-bearers immediately sent a vampire flying more than ten meters.
The blades concealed behind them rushed forward at once, delivering a fatal blow.
Behind the blades came a group of mages, approaching with Semi-automatic Rifles. Every bullet they fired carried magic.
At the same time, a group of Van Helsings suddenly appeared around them.
Oscar didn't hesitate. He drew his sword and charged forward, but at that moment, an extremely terrifying spear shot toward him.
It forced him to stop before he could charge into the crowd and attack from within. "Wendigos, weapons of war from a hundred years ago." As he spoke, he saw a whole Wendigo legion before him.
Just then, a group of high-ranking Pigmen, succubi, Skyhawk People, and Merfolk arrived beside Oscar. "Lord Oscar, Lord Leon sent us to support you."
The Vampire Imperial Guard needed to protect Louis.
It was only to be expected that they hadn't come.
But he was moved to see this allied force of other races come to their aid.
"Right, everyone, let's fight."
The situation on the battlefield gave neither