Vampire God in the Apocalypse-Chapter 323 - 320. Return

The arsenal army marched back to the camp. Jude left with Zur back into the waters along with the Atlantian generals and warriors.

For a lot of people in the army, it was a whole new experience. A different kind of war, a war for territory without firearms, but skills and abilities.

It was like everyone suddenly became superheroes.

Dexter was walking beside Hannah, his gaze unfocused. He glanced around, seeing the ruins of the city, along with hundreds of monster carcasses littered around.

"Why is your face like that? We won!" Hannah bumped into his side, making him smile.

They had indeed won.

'But it is only the beginning. There would be more phases of the apocalypse. And there would be more threats.' Dexter thought, holding Hannah's hand.

The appearance of these third class creatures were just the beginning. With so many countries evacuating to Saint Petersburg here in Russia, the rest of the world would continue to grow in monster population.

As the creatures evolved, they had to too.

"Dexter was it?" The dragon King's voice came from behind him.

Dexter turned around looking at the man who walked over to his side.

"Say, how did you come to possess such a sinister power?" The man asked, his golden white hair cascading down his shoulders.

"Uncle, now isn't the right time to ask such questions." Hannah complained, folding her arms.

Her face suddenly lit up as if she remembered something and then she frowned at him.

"So, you were a dragon all along. And you let everyone raise me without telling me the truth?" She blocked his path.

Dian, who was watching from a safe distance, ignored rhem, walking towards the camp in piece.

"Hahaha..." Gazan felt a sweatdrops slide down his face and he looked at Dian to see the man walking forward without even looking sad.

"It was not my idea. It was your mother's." Gazan sighedz looking at Hannah.

"You must be happy at least. Now that you're with someone you want." He shook his head, looking back at Yuan who was close to him from behind.

Yuan pretended to not be hearing their conversation just now, turning to observe the surroundings.

It wasn't common for an inferior creature such as a vampire to defeat a dragon

Especially one of the dragons that hold one of rhe primordial flames.

"I hope we can work together well in the future." Gazan smiled at Hannah, letting his former question die out.

...

Inside the waters, Jude swam at a great speed, along with all the other soldiers of Atlantis. They shot downwards like a torpedo, heading back to Atlantis.

"Well, we couldn't find it. What now?" Zur asked.

He was no longer covered with an armour of so he was wearing a simple black robe while being shirtless underneath.

"I don't know." Jude said, looking confused.

For the first time in his lifez he had no plan, no ideas, and no direction.

"I'll go look for it, the rest of you, go back to Atlantis. Keep it safe." Jude gazed at all the soldiers, watching them now at him.

Zur smiled at his friend.

"I remember when you almost went crazy in prison. Now you can command an entire army to war." He shook his head.

Time moves fast.

"Haha, it's all... Fate. I guess." Jude had uncertainty in his time, but e turned around and shot away from them.

He swam outwards away from the shores.

'Come.' He sent a wave of thought into the sea itself, making pulse waves spread around the place.

As he continued to move forwards a dark shadow emerged from below him, matching his speed despite its size.

"Master." The kraken spoke, one of its eyes staring at him.

"There is a second class creatire on the loose. We have to find it before it causes any more troubles." Jude said, looking ahead.

The Kraken looked forward at the endless awards and dark spaces, then it looked back to Jude.

"Why are you sad? You're in pain." The Kraken said making Jude confused.

"How do you know that?" He asked, clenching his fists.

"We're connected. I can feel the emotions coming off of you. You're tired, and pained."

Jude kept quiet after the Kraken said that, a sad look appeared on his eyes as they swam around. He didn't want to talk about the things that he was supposed to bottle up normally as a man that he is.

A sentence reverberated in his mind all over again.

"You're like a baby! Hahaha!" Jude gritted his teeth, and then he slowed down in the waters.

He then looked at the Kraken with a sad face and its tentacles came and wrapped around him

'Carry me around. I'm tired.' he communicated, closing his eyes.

"As you wish."

...

In less than three hours, the Arsenal army finally arrived at the camp. The weary soldiers dragged their feet across the blood-stained snow, the heat of battle finally giving way to exhaustion. The campfires ahead burned dimly, struggling against the heavy winds that blew across the plains.

But as they drew closer, a strange sight awaited them.

A wall of cloaked figures stood at the camp's edge, their silhouettes illuminated by the orange glow of countless torches. The air thrummed with raw mana, heavier and more suffocating than even the Titan's oppressive aura.

Hannah stiffened at Dexter's side. "What… is this?"

The soldiers murmured among themselves, but fell silent the moment the cloaked figures stepped forward as one. Their colors were distinct, each group carrying their own symbol of power.

Red cloaks burned with faint embers licking their hems —members of the Phoenix Fire Syndicate, they stood collectively in one side.

The people in black cloaks had no light hanging above them. Shadows seemed to come alive underneath them, and the darkness that covered their faces made them mysterious. These were members of shadow Song.

White cloaks shimmered faintly, their wearers moving as though their bodies were in sync with tides and moonlight — members the Moonlit Sirens, they all stood in one side also. Although they only seemed to be women amongst them.

A group of people wearing silver cloaks were the smallest amongst the crowd. All of them wore black bands covering their eyes. They were part of the Astral dreamweavers.

And lastly, people in yellow cloaks. Standing majestically with white light hanging above their heads — Starfall siblings.

More than a thousand witches had gathered.

The army halted instinctively. The mana here was suffocating. These were not mere magicians — they were the remnants of the great covens, each one a force capable of turning a battlefield upside down.

From each group, a single figure stepped forward.

From the Phoenix Fire Syndicate, a tall woman with crimson hair tied into a braid, her red cloak embroidered with runes that seemed alive. She bowed slightly, her sharp eyes never leaving Dexter. "I am Seraphina Vale," she said, her voice crackling faintly with flame.

From the Shadow Song, a lanky man cloaked in black stepped forward, his face pale and gaunt, his lips curled into a faint smile. His voice came like a whisper from the dark of his cloak. "Eryx Nocturne."

From the Moonlit Sirens, a graceful woman with flowing silver hair and a white cloak adorned with seashell patterns lowered her hood. Her voice was melodic, almost too smooth. "Selene Mire."

From the Astral Dreamweavers, a tall wizard wrapped in silver stepped forth, the blindfold across his eyes glowing faintly. Despite his covered gaze, her presence weighed heavily on the soul. "Orphae Lys."

And from the Starfall Siblings, a young man with golden hair and a mischievous smile pushed back his yellow hood. His tone was light, but his aura was piercing. "Callen Veyra."

The soldiers exchanged nervous glances. Even Gazan raised his brows, his gaze flicking between the cloaked leaders.

Dexter stepped forward, Hannah at his side. Dian, who had been silent until now, walked past the soldiers to stand beside him. His sharp gaze pierced through the witches.

"Where are your coven leaders?" Dian's voice was calm, but it rang with authority.

The coven representatives exchanged brief looks before Seraphina Vale stepped forward again. Her crimson cloak flared faintly with fire as she spoke.

Dexter frowned, having a bad feeling about the entire situation unfolding in front of them.

He could see the witches behind The ones that stepped forward, all of them having sad and hopeless looks on them.

He knew the powers witches held, so it surely couldn't be because they were looking for somewhere to stay, there was something else—

"They are gone," Seraphina said, her voice steady but cold. "All five coven leaders are dead."

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