Slaughter in the Woods and Rebuilding the Soul Supply System / A Changing Situation and the Fading of War

Forest Slaughter and Rebuilding the Soul Supply System

Just as the dretches gathered their strength, preparing to flood into that chaotic battlefield of lesser demons and claim a share of the bloody, brutal feast, a freezing wind suddenly swept through the jungle, carrying a deep and ominous aura.

The air gradually filled with an ancient, decaying stench, like the breath of death that had escaped from an age-old graveyard. It carried death's distinctive chill and heaviness, making hearts pound with dread and fear.

Before the dretches could determine what this hair-raising presence meant, a squad of wraiths (six of them), personally led by a Vampire Lord, had appeared before them.

The wraiths possessed semi-transparent, ghostly green forms, and that eerie glow made their indistinct faces look especially twisted and savage.

Ghostly green flames burned in their eyes, flickering with a bizarre light that chilled the heart.

The Vampire Lord stood proudly at the very front of the formation, dressed in exquisite and luxurious medieval noble attire. A teasing smile curled at the corner of his lips, while his eyes overflowed with endless desire and fervor for blood and slaughter.

Without the slightest hesitation or needless words, the Vampire Lord gave the order to attack the instant he saw his targets.

Under the Vampire Lord's command, the wraiths moved swiftly and began an indiscriminate, brutal massacre of the dretches and lesser demons.

The wraiths' attacks were swift and deadly. Every sweep of their claws meant the death of a dretch or lesser demon.

Though the scene was shocking, it was hardly surprising.

Although wraiths might rank only at the bottom in combat power among third-tier units,

under the powerful enhancement of the undead wizard's 37 points of attack and 79 points of defense, every member of this wraith squad displayed astonishing