I Became the Progenitor Vampire-Chapter 253 - 254: Sudden Incident, Bimong? Bimong!! (6000 words)

Chapter 253 -254: Sudden Incident, Bimong? Bimong!! (6000 words)

Under the night sky, a bright moon scattered its light from the heavens, making the entire city seem as if covered by a maiden’s pale silver gown.

The surrounding streets were silent.

The sound of the clock tower’s gears grinding at the street corner traveled three blocks, echoing like a bell of destiny tolling through the ages.

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Across the street, the bare wall was carved with hollowed-out reliefs and colorful murals, mostly related to the Divine.

However, Lide’s gaze did not linger on the surrounding murals, as he was captivated entirely by a swath of scarlet in front of him.

Red, so vivid red.

It was as if a warrior, after a thousand battles, had dyed it with the blood of his enemies and his own, with traces of blood seeming to slide down.

The treasure of the Risier family, the Blood Cloak.

Made from the skins of three giant dragons, then soaked with dragon blood and the fresh blood of Legendary Level Demons to produce an indelible crimson hue.

This cloak was once the flag of the Risier Country, waving high above the Royal Capital, a symbol of faith in the hearts of many.

After the fall of the Risier Country, the descendants of the Risier Royal Family transformed the flag into a cloak that could be worn, symbolizing the eternal spirit of Risier.

Rustling under the night wind, Lide inexplicably felt this scene was quite evocative.

It was the legacy and accumulation of history, giving him a feeling of transcending time and space.

Blood Cloak

Quality: Legendary★

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After taking another deep look, Lide shifted his attention to the cloak’s owner.

Against the dark background behind her, that figure in the red cloak stood out so prominently.

Silver hair lightly draped on her back, slightly disheveled in the night wind, showcased a noblewoman’s striking demeanor,

Her tightly fitted black armor showcased the tall girl’s figure prominently, her pale hands firmly grasped the handle of a Cross Longsword, carved with a dragon relief, her silver eyes cautious.

What struck Lide most was that despite her heroic attire, the girl had a profound scholarly aura, not resembling an armored warrior, but rather a noble female student who had just finished classes.

“How daring! Do you not remove your mask and salute upon seeing the City Lord Andabella?”

Two burly guards stepped forward and shouted at Lide, as over fifty soldiers appeared around the corner, obviously having run into a patrol team by sheer coincidence.

Andabella City Lord??

Hearing this title did not surprise Lide; who else but the city’s ruler could wear a cloak of Legendary Level?

His sources of information were not few. He had clearly investigated the news about Risier City before coming.

Lide looked at Andabella and nodded slightly; indeed, she was a treasure of Risier City, on par with Winnie Alex, the eldest daughter of the Alex family and disciple of Duke Storm.

“Sir, please remove your mask and reveal your true identity, or the city guards will not hesitate to take you away.”

A middle-aged guard with a hooked nose stepped forward, staring sternly at Lide.

Lide ignored these minor characters; instead, he looked at Andabella with great interest, suddenly struck by a bold idea.

A highly risky but potentially more rewarding plan.

After weighing the options for a moment, Lide decisively made his decision, hesitancy and indecision being flaws no decision-maker should harbor.

“Beautiful lady, I am but a wanderer in this world, a martyr in the pursuit of magic, and I mean no harm to Risier City.”

After changing his plan internally, Lide immediately began his slick… communication.

“Wearing a mask was merely to avoid causing trouble to Risier City’s army at this crucial moment.”

Andabella looked directly into Lide’s eyes through the black mask, her chin lifted slightly, her face bearing traces of fatigue from lack of rest, yet her spirit was still high.

“Then, please, sir, remove your mask.”

Her tone was gentle, like a nightingale singing, yet it carried an unmistakable pride.

A pride that belonged to the City Lord of Risier, a pride of a polymath.

And this lady had every right to be proud.

A playful glint appeared in Lide’s eyes, and a radiant smile formed on his lips as he actually reached out to remove the mask.

Hisss~

The guards around gasped upon seeing the face beneath the mask.

Damn, he was too handsome.

This damn wanderer was devastatingly handsome! It’s a good thing he wasn’t from Risier City, or the noble ladies there might go insane.

Before them now was a face that had undergone significant alterations from Lide’s original features; to be safe, he had intentionally controlled his facial muscles to make slight adjustments.

For the Bloodline, this was an easy task, so his present appearance differed significantly from his real one; perhaps only close confidantes like Winnie and Isa could confirm his identity.

Although the appearances differed, there was a commonality—equally devastatingly handsome.

Even Andabella, a treasure of Risier City with many suitors, was stunned for a moment.

The strikingly handsome appearance was one thing, but more crucial was the remarkable and distinct aura about Lide, which was truly captivating.

It was a point that brightened Andabella’s eyes.

“City Lord Andabella, Izreal sends his greetings…”

Lide suddenly had a bit of wicked fun.

Izreal is a character from an old game called League of Legends, and this character has a classic line, “With looks like mine, I’m usually the main character~”

“Lord Izreal, what is your purpose for coming to Risier City? I have never heard of such a person within Risier City.”

Andabella’s expression remained vigilant, her head slightly raised, those silver eyes intently staring at Lide, as if trying to discern something from his handsome face.

Dressed in an Advanced Mage robe, and with such a striking appearance and demeanor, if Risier City had such a person, she would have surely heard of him.

Lide shook his head, his expression somewhat regretful.

“I am here to fulfill a friend’s last wish…”

“How so?”

“My old friend passed through Risier City two months ago and unfortunately, he accidentally lost a precious Magic Node Map he obtained from his adventures.

He was in a hurry to return to his family and did not have time to pursue it, and later, during an adventure in the Ancient Ruins, he was severely injured and died shortly after returning home.

At that time, he had brought out a very special Magic Node Map from the Ancient Ruins, but it was only half, exactly matching the one he lost.”

After saying this, he shrugged, his tone somewhat wistful.

“That Ancient Ruin, my friend spent his whole life wanting to unlock its secrets, and this Magic Node Map was a crucial part of that.

Unfortunately, right after I arrived in Risier City half a month ago, those damned Beastmen invaded…

I’ve been searching for that Magic Node Map these few days, but unfortunately, the thieves who initially stole it have already died in the Beastman war.

I could only search among the wealthy merchants likely to buy a Magic Node Map…”

In the end, Lide looked at the few people, their wary eyes unchanged he didn’t mind, instead, he spread his hands generously.

“You might find it hard to believe my words, and I don’t care whether you trust me or not, but after meeting City Lord Andabella, I decided to change my original plan.”

Andabella frowned deeply, her silver eyes filled with suspicion.

“Lord Izreal, what do you mean?”

The guards pouring out from behind the street corner had already drawn their swords, just waiting for their City Lord’s command.

They always wanted to smash this damned handsome face with their fists.

“I was thinking, perhaps City Lord Andabella could help me find the treasure my friend lost.”

“Hmph, with such a prestigious status as City Lord Andabella, how could she possibly help you look for something? Especially during a Beastman invasion!!

My Lord, I believe he must be a spy sent by the Beastmen, we cannot let him go…” said the Guard Commander, glaring at Lide with full fury.

Andabella’s gaze fixed only on Lide, “Lord Izreal…” the female City Lord began, but suddenly a dazzling light burst in the sky followed by a booming rumble.

The ground shook violently.

The loud noise exploded, as if the sky had fallen, plunging the whole Risier City into an inexplicable atmosphere.

At this moment, Andabella’s already somewhat haggard expression instantly turned pale, she bit her lip tightly and turned to look behind at the giant disturbance.

There, countless fiery fireballs rose and colorful distress signals used only in deadly crises soared.

Seeing the distress signals, the soldiers present turned ashen.

Panic and terror took hold of their eyes, and courage was devoured by the demons in their hearts.

“The city, the city wall has collapsed?!!”

“Damn Beastmen, they, they actually blew up the wall!!”

“It’s all over now…”

Seeing this scene, Lide’s face stiffened, all his words stuck in his gut.

Should I say or not say the unspeakable mmp?

He had just set the stage, not even cast his net, and these damned Beastmen went flipping the table too soon?!!

Absolutely insane!

At this moment, Andabella had no mind to pay heed to Lide anymore. She drew her Cross Longsword, her silver hair scattering, her eyes slowly growing cold.

Her tone was chillingly ice-cold.

“Sound the horn, fight to the death.”

The girl pursed her lips, her gaze so firm that no one could shake it, her pale face once again regained its pride, a pride deep in her soul and bloodline.

She would either coexist or perish with this city.

Fight to the death.

Hearing these two words, the guards who were initially panicked on the streets paused for a moment, then quickly calmed down, the panic in their eyes slowly fading.

Looking at the commanding figure draped in a Blood Cloak, an infinite fighting spirit rose within them.

If City Lord Andabella was not afraid of death, how could they falter!

Fight to the death.

The highest battle command of Risier City.

“As long as there is one person alive, we must not retreat half a step.”

This is the soul of Risier City that has been handed down for thousands of years.

Andabella did not even turn her head to glance at Lide again as she led dozens of black-armored soldiers with a cold stride toward the battlefield.

Hoo-hoo~

At this moment, in Lide’s eyes, there was only the sight of that crimson Blood Cloak fluttering in the night sky.

It was as striking and dazzling as when he had first seen it.

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Woo-woo~

A horn sounding indescribably resounded through the entirety of Risier City less than a minute later.

Heroic, tragic.

Two adjectives inexplicably emerged in Lide’s mind.

“Human beings have become the rulers of the Main Plane of Glory, and it’s not without reason.

Humans, although weak, although greedy, and full of all sorts of defects, when they fight for their beliefs, they fear no races.”

He remembered the scene when Grote faced an ambush by the Bloodline, how that Northern Warrior had not retreated a single step from start to finish.

Northern Warriors, fearless, undaunted.

The warriors of Risier City at this moment were no different.

Dozens of thousands of brutal Beastman troops had already sharpened their swords outside the city, waiting for a slaughter.

Now that Risier’s natural defenses had collapsed, this battle, if nothing unexpected happened, would unlikely see any survivors return.

Including that proud City Lord dressed in the Legendary Level Blood Cloak.

Yet, these people still followed their City Lord, or perhaps the beliefs in their hearts, to take part in this war.

They were a group of warriors deserving of respect.

Lide took a deep look at the now empty streets, turned around, and without hesitation, kicked open the tightly closed manor gates.

As the gates flew open, a huge wolf head appeared before him.

“Your Highness…”

Craig, a Level 16 Werewolf, a Temple Knight of the Dawn Sect, this fellow assigned to battle by the Beastmen had miraculously appeared in Risier City.

Following Craig, there were also a hundred or more Beastman Warriors wearing armor forged by dwarves, all of whom had been recruited by the Lion Tribe after their reformation.

This scene would have been shocking to the armies of Risier City if discovered; the Beastmen had managing to extend their reach into the city unnoticed.

“Now that the city walls have been blasted open, how are things on your side?”

Lide, upon seeing the scene before him, was not surprised, as he had known since yesterday after communicating using the Power of Faith with Craig, the reason for their lack of contact.

The Beastmen had had their eyes on Risier City six months prior; soon after being deployed, Craig was arranged to infiltrate the city through an extremely secretive tunnel.

Given his deep placement within a human city, naturally, he couldn’t contact him.

And units similar to Craig’s numbered at least twenty.

Back then, when Lide heard this news, he was stunned; just how had the traditionally brawny, simple-minded Beastmen become so cunning in scheming?

And for Risier City to be so unaware of such a level of infiltration was utterly appalling.

He had immediately devised a series of plans upon receiving this news, one of which hinged on using Craig as an insider, to get the goblins out of Risier City first thing after its fall.

However, he hadn’t expected that the Beastmen would flip the table so soon, this development was utterly unforeseen, as he had initially estimated that it would take at least two more days for the Beastmen to move into the city.

“We received messages from the Beastman Prince that as soon as the city walls collapsed, we were to initiate the attack immediately, causing as much chaos as possible within the city.”

Lide nodded; the Beastmen had made thorough preparations to attack Risier City, it was as if the moment Risier City was besieged, its fall was inevitable.

Even if the Beastmen wanted, they could have taken the city that very day.

According to Craig’s information, the reason the Beastmen didn’t want to seize Risier City so quickly was because of the undead in the north.

Currently, the situation in the north was not optimistic, with Green City focusing most of its attention on the undead.

The longer the Beastmen could drag this out, the less Green City would care about them, after all, if a city with a population of 500,000 could hold back a Beastman army of tens of thousands for over half a month, what threat could they pose to Green City?

And the Beastmen were pleased to see such a scenario unfold, the more vicious the undead in the north, the less pressure they faced.

Having learned this information, Lide then formulated this plan to sneak out the goblins under the cover of darkness, if well disguised, during the chaos no one would notice a bunch of Beastmen looting spoils.

The Beastmen weren’t exactly a military disciplined force; some of them had come to invade humans simply because they were short on food, after breaking the city, looting all supplies to send back to their barren wastelands was only normal.

It could be said that his plan, although simple and not without risks, was highly feasible, with only the need to handle the goblins.

When chaos ensued, who would notice a group of goblins had disappeared?

But now, the Beastmen’s sudden attack had disrupted his plan, and Lide wasn’t even sure if Yul was back with the goblins yet.

This deviation had greatly altered his original plan.

He must immediately revise it, otherwise once the Beastmen truly invaded the city, the goblins might no longer be his to command.

“Craig, how many people from the Lion Tribe have entered Risier City now?”

“Your Highness, a total of 600 Beastman Warriors, all between levels 7 and 9, they are the elite of the Lion Tribe.”

600 men? A hint of surprise flashed in Lide’s eyes; he had not expected Craig to be so effective, but the surprises were not over yet.

“I have also arranged for our clansmen to meet me as soon as the city falls. I am marked with a unique scent of the Werewolf Clan, that can be detected from twenty miles away.

So we just need to wait a while, and we will have more than 5000 warriors at our disposal.”

Lide was thrilled, as 600 men and 5000 men were not the same concept, enough for his plans to proceed.

He made a decision immediately.

“Once the city plunges into chaos, immediately gather the Lion Tribe’s warriors to capture the goblins,” said Lide as he took out a small bat from his bosom and handed it over,

“This is a specially trained bat. This bat will guide you to Emi, who is tracking the goblins.”

“Emi is already on the trail of those little dwarfs; we just need to wait for the chaos to break out.”

After speaking, Lide turned and continuously walked away.

“I’ll go find Emi first. When this bat signals to you, set out immediately.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

Recker responded respectfully.

Without any hesitation, Lide transformed into hundreds of bats and surged up, heading into the unknown under the cover of the night.

Meanwhile, Risier City was already experiencing a massive disturbance.

Countless Beastmen burst out wildly from hidden passageways and homes. Their torches recklessly set the city ablaze, with fires burning on the streets everywhere.

The roaring flames lit up half the sky in just about ten minutes.

The sound of killing, women’s screams, men’s cursing, children’s crying, mad raging of hunting dogs, all mingled together, turning the city into boiling oil with a drop of water in it.

The guard army, already in chaos due to the collapse of the city walls, was now savagely backstabbed by the sudden appearance of Beastmen.

Panic ensued unavoidably, and a small disturbance transformed into a major one, directly impacting the army that was maintaining order.

After the army collapsed, the entire city plunged into even greater chaos.

At this moment, the hidden Evil God believers and evil members of the underground forces also took this brutal chaos as an opportunity to indulge their desires unrestrainedly.

Looting, abuse, murder, arson—their methods were even more brutal than the Beastmen.

With the Beastman Army pressing in from the front and internal strife erupting from the back,

plus the unceasing assaults by the Beastmen over the past several days keeping the city on edge, a disaster was inevitable.

This ancient city, with thousands of years of heritage, had entered an irreversible process of destruction.

Craig, following Lide’s orders, had not yet set out. He was waiting for the moment when the city fell completely into chaos.

The Beastmen had laid their plans half a year in advance, and with their strength overwhelming Risier City, the fall of the city was already certain.

Even if the Extraordinary Mage from Green City intervened, it would hardly prevent the invasion of these tens of thousands of troops.

When numbers reached a certain level, a qualitative change would occur, especially with a group of strong Beastman Warriors, mostly over level 5.

Lide felt privileged to witness from the sky the beginning of the city’s fall.

The meticulously planned invasion by the Beastmen was not something anyone could easily solve, unless a Legendary or three or more Extraordinary beings arrived, but that fantasy was too far-fetched.

His mind inexplicably conjured the image of a blood-red cloak and a silver-haired girl.

This battle, none would survive.

What a pity for that Legendary Equipment…

Just as Lide thought of this, his heart suddenly stirred; he sensed Emi’s call.

The swarm of bats sharply changed direction, racing towards one side.

And just then, boom—

A louder explosion sounded, and Lide’s swarm of bats swiftly shifted their gaze to the source of the sound. Followed by a colossal creature appearing in their view.

A Barbaric Beast, ten blades tall with long black fur all over, stood upright in the city, crushing all buildings in its path and leaving ruins everywhere.

Its tusks gleamed with a bloodthirsty chill, and its robust limbs, the forelimbs as thick as arms, bore claws like steel needles grinding on the ground.

The knights’ armor was like paper before those claws, and even the giant dragon’s scales might not withstand those sharp edges.

The army of Risier City below seemed like ants against this giant beast, crushing dozens of men with a casual swipe, and within a minute, a legion of thousands were slain and scattered.

An unfamiliar title crossed Lide’s mind.

Bimong.

The Bimong before him slightly bent its body, resembling a large gorilla, but its terrifying physique was stronger than any known life form.

Suddenly, as if it spotted something, the Bimong sharply turned its gaze toward Lide’s swarm of bats.

At this moment, Lide felt a shiver down his spine.

A lethal threat surged in his heart.

The Bimong had actually fixed its gaze on him.