The newly arrived King-rank Vampire was both imposing and terrifying. It looked like a new variant, towering and fearsome. Just looking at it made everyone want to abandon the battlefield and never return to war again.
Standing 3 meters tall, it showed it was muscular with dark, hungry red eyes. Its skin was a deep crimson, and the bulging veins on its arms made it clear to Uncle Jojo and the others that they were no match for it in terms of size or strength.
In its hand, the Zombie wielded a massive metal club, so large that it seemed to hold unimaginable power. Klaus, however, was more intrigued by the dark crystal embedded in its chest. It pulsed with intense, ominous energy. Just looking at it told him he was no match for this creature, yet a part of him still wanted to fight it.
Suddenly, a horde of Tier 6 Zombie Generals, numbering in the thousands, appeared on the horizon. Then, another Zombie King arrived. This one was purple, and it too came with thousands of Tier 6 Generals.
Then another one appeared this one a deep violet, followed by yet another horde of Tier 6 Generals. Soon, four more Zombie Kings emerged. At this point, everyone on the battlefield began to panic—even the Saints.
There were now seven Zombie Kings, each comparable to Devil Monsters, and behind them stood over ten thousand Tier 6 Zombie Generals. It was a terrifying lineup, and the human army could now fully sense the overwhelming threat before them.
The human army had thousands of Saints and over 20 Sages now. They knew that while a Sage was roughly equivalent to a Tier 6 Zombie in strength, their human intelligence allowed them to fight and hold their own against dozens of Tier 6 Zombies at a time.
However, the real problem lay before them—the enemies they are about to face are Tier 6 Zombie Generals. These creatures were far more terrifying, and even the Sages began to feel the looming threat. As for the Saints, most were no match for the Zombie Generals—except for a few. Uncle Jojo, Xian, Ziggy, James, and Mark, despite the overwhelming odds, stood tall, showing no fear.
Suddenly, a powerful, crushing pressure descended upon the battlefield. The Zombies that the human army had been struggling against collapsed under the immense force, and in an instant, thousands of them were dead.
"Grandmaster stage and below should evacuate the battlefield. Take the injured with you. Saints who can't continue should also leave," the War Goddess's indifferent voice echoed across the battlefield.
The numbers they were about to face were no small threat. The Grandmasters and those below them would be nothing more than fodder to the Tier 6 Zombie Generals. As for the Zombie Kings, it would only take a flick of their hands to wipe them out.
Thousands of warriors began rushing toward the safety of the city. Klaus watched his friends for a few moments, then sighed as he retracted the Lotus flower.
"You all should head back first," Klaus said, knowing his friends were now out of their depth. The scale of the battle had risen beyond anything they could handle.
"Don't get ahead of yourself. The real threat hasn't shown itself yet, so I won't be joining this battle. I need to stay on the lookout," she said, causing everyone to frown.
"You think?" Klaus asked.
"Yes. There are seven Zombie Kings, so it's only natural an Emperor is lurking," she replied. The group's frowns deepened. But the War Goddess remained calm, her eyes on Klaus, who gave her a meaningful look.
"Uncles, can each of you handle a Zombie King?" Klaus asked.
"Brat, watch how your uncles handle these bastards," Uncle Jojo, the brute of the group, said eagerly, hungry for the fight.
"Good, then there are two more to deal with," Klaus said, turning to Dave Arcadian, who nodded.
"I'll take care of one," Dave said firmly.
"Then Henry and Kofi, I'll trouble you two to handle the last one. The rest of us will take care of the thousands of Zombie Generals. Let's all try not to die—I have plans after this, so death isn't an option."
Klaus glanced at the War Goddess—or more specifically, her chest area. He smiled, then looked toward the horizon where thousands of Zombie Generals were starting to appear.
"Gentlemen, it's been great fighting beside you. After this battle, let's grab some drinks," Klaus said with a grin as the Ice Lotus bloomed in his hands. "Let's freeze some bastards."
Everyone except the War Goddess charged forward. Klaus was the first to reach the horde and detonated the Lotus flower, killing hundreds in an instant. At the same time, he felt a surge of energy flood into his soul sea.
"I've leveled up," he muttered, feeling the increase in his strength, now at Level 3. He smiled, distributing his points across his attributes.
"Time to behead some bastards," Muttered, his sword instantly appeared coated with sword qi.