Holy White City, the Magic Royal Capital.
Although it was twelve noon, the effects of the super-tier magic "Heaven and Earth Transformation" had kept a blood moon hanging here for three days and nights.
Under the crimson moonlight, the mages defending the city stood atop its walls, staffs raised, chanting as they continuously fed mana into the hexagonal barrier overhead.
Pfft!
Just then, a young mage suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed.
"A pastor! Where's a pastor?"
"Quick! Get this child down so he can rest."
He was far from the only one. After defending the city for three days and nights straight, the other mages were deathly pale and drenched in sweat, their limbs trembling as though their bodies had been drained dry.
They could barely hold on.
Everyone knew that cruel truth, but they gritted their teeth. Not one of them was willing to give up.
After all, the wilderness outside the city was packed with an endless, densely massed vampire army. If the barrier fell, their families and friends were doomed.
Yet amid this bloody battlefield, one girl seemed entirely out of place.
She was the Vampire Progenitor, Elizabeth. At that moment, she reclined comfortably beneath a parasol, holding a glass of fresh blood over ice. She took a sip and said, "Oh my, I never thought I'd run into that filthy bitch here. How lucky."
Many years ago.
Elizabeth had happened upon Fulameng's Hero Party and suffered a crushing defeat, even losing her life.
Only afterward had the King of the Undead resurrected Elizabeth, using a World Item and enough gold coins to fill several planets.
Elizabeth considered the incident a profound humiliation and had sworn to take revenge.
"Back then, with the Legendary Pastor, Legendary Dwarf, and Legendary Hero around, I couldn't