On the battlefield, the Blood Vampires, who had been fighting madly without fear of death, suddenly retreated.
The allied forces naturally did not let the opportunity slip away. Every warship opened fire at full power, pouring out bullets.
Bullets whistled through the air and struck the Blood Vampires' ranks, leaving bursts of bloody mist.
Yet the Blood Vampires would rather leave corpses strewn across the ground than stop retreating.
Yes, they did not even gather the corpses of their own kind, instead retreating at any cost.
Without corpses, they could not devour and recover. Doing this only hastened their destruction.
But they did not stop.
The Blood Vampires kept retreating, then retreating farther.
The allied forces pursued them, but their advance slowed, and soon they too came to a halt.
Elliot began reorganizing the formation, bracing for battle. He wanted to see what tricks these Blood Vampires, on the verge of annihilation, still had left.
Compared to the beginning, fewer than one in ten Blood Vampires remained, while the allied forces had suffered minimal losses.
With so few exhausted Blood Vampires left, even Sidney could command the forces to victory with virtually no casualties.
Elliot was more concerned about what that [Ebb Tide] meant.
Soon, the Blood Vampires gathered together.
They did not gather in formation, but packed themselves into a mass with almost no gaps.
Had these monsters not possessed such powerful bodies, Elliot would have thought a stampede had broken out.
Then he saw something that surprised him.
"Blood Cocoons?!"
Indeed, blood emerged around those Blood Vampires, then formed dark red Blood Cocoons around them one after another.
It was not as though Elliot had never seen Maeve's [Blood Cocoon]. Its enormous size had certainly shocked him, but compared to the sight before him, it was nothing.
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