I Became the Progenitor Vampire Chapter 254

Chapter 254: Chapter 255: Domineering and Strong, You Just Need to Follow My Orders, Goblin (7800 Words Mega Chapter)

After being targeted by Bimong, a deadly sense of danger frenziedly attacked.

Every pore on Lide's body was warning him, Danger!!

If he didn't leave now, he would be buried by that giant beast.

Without another thought, the group of bats suddenly flew up into the high sky.

At that moment, Bimong sensed an enticing bloodline aura, its greed soaring, it charged crazily towards Lide's direction.

It unstoppable ran through any building in its path.

The scene was incredibly shocking.

A ten-blade high giant beast rampaged through the human city, spires and tall buildings shattered and collapsed the moment they were hit, giant stones and logs blocked the roads, and thick dust enveloped half the sky.

Amid the dust, Bimong appeared like an abyss demon bursting from the Land of Death, looking to devour the human world.

But as fast as Bimong was, it couldn't match the speed at which Lide ascended into the sky; within seconds, he had already flown hundreds of blades into the sky.

Ground troops, however strong, could hardly pose a threat to aerial units; this was the greatest advantage of aerial units.

The Bimong below, realizing its prey had escaped, let out a piercing, furious roar.

With a swipe of its hand, its claws reflected a cold chill under the moonlight, causing a two-story spire house beside it to collapse with a boom.

Bimong then directly grabbed a half-wall from the falling house and hurled it toward the sky where the bats were.

Whoosh whoosh~ The massive swooshing sound was like the scream of a devil.

But Lide, already at 500 blades high in the sky, effortlessly dodged the attack; when the stone wall reached 400 blades, the tremendous air resistance caused it to shatter violently, unable to climb further.

Then, powered by inertia, it climbed another dozen blades or so before its energy was exhausted, falling from the sky like rain, crashing down upon Bimong who was angrily glaring from below.

Bang bang bang~

The stones hitting Bimong were like tickling, but they directly enraged this terrifying giant beast.

It roared up at Lide.

Roar~

The tremendous sound caused half the city's civilians to panic at this moment, children's cries exaggerated, adding yet more chaos to the chaotic city.

Lide transformed back into human form, his wings flapped behind him as he looked down at the furious Bimong, somewhat speechless.

Why had this Bimong suddenly targeted him?

Knowing he could not catch Lide, Bimong gave up chasing him after roaring, and turned to vent its rage on nearby buildings, starting to wreak havoc in the city.

How powerful was a Level 19 Bimong??

Lide couldn't estimate, but the Bimong in front of him did not find any life force in this city to halt its rampage.

Siege crossbows? Ineffective. Knight charges? Ineffective. Spells? Still ineffective…

This ten-blade high Bimong, covered in black fur, was like a massive bulldozer. Wherever it went, it left a trail of destruction. Its two-blade long sharp claws, sharper than any weapon, swung and collapsed stone-built houses, scattering clouds of dust into the sky.

The army attempting to stop it was torn apart by the claws in batches; the already exhausted guard force barely organized an attack which collapsed after just a few charges by Bimong.

The ground beneath shattered, streets disintegrated under the massive body of Bimong into ash.

No one could stop this ultimate creature of the Beastman Empire; perhaps only the appearance of a Level 19 giant dragon could halt this Bimong.

Lide flew to higher altitudes in the night sky, then transformed back into a group of bats, escaping Bimong's gaze.

This barbaric beast wasn't his target, and he didn't have the energy to conquer Bimong; even emptying his entire fortune might not suffice to defeat this treasure of the Beastman Empire.

He furiously sped towards the direction he sensed.

There lay what he desired–goblins.

Inside a huge manor in Risier City, a fierce argument was taking place.

The debaters were Yul Grey Mountain, a goblin who viewed vampires as saviors, and the elders of the Grey Mountain Goblins clan, who opposed vampires.

The three players of Hun Yuan Thunderclap Hand were leisurely enjoying the scene from the sidelines.

Watching these NPCs argue was indeed an interesting affair…

Yul, with a face full of fury, glared at the goblin elders who looked at him with questioning eyes.

“Lord Ilo is a being above the Transcendent. If our Grey Mountain Tribe wants to survive, only Lord Ilo has the power to protect us! We have no other choice!”

“Yul, but that Lord Ilo is a vampire!”

An old goblin, of similar stature to Yul and with a face full of wrinkles, spoke with great dissatisfaction,

“Those damned vampires will never keep their promises! We cannot entrust the fate of the Grey Mountain Tribe to a vampire!”

More than twenty goblin elders behind him nodded in unison.

“Exactly, vampires are Dark Life, and we are no match for them. If those executioners set their sights on us, goblins won't survive.”

“Those deceitful vampires won't save us!”

When Yul had divulged the message seeking help, these goblin elders had erupted.

It was unimaginable that Yul had sought help from a vampire.

That was a cruel, bloodthirsty Dark Life vampire!

Yul argued loudly.

“No, Lord Ilo will keep his promise.

And, do we Grey Mountain Goblins have any other way out?

Where else is our hope?? In Risier City??

With hundreds of thousands of Beastman troops outside the city, tell me, who can the Grey Mountain Goblins rely on?!!

Apart from Lord Ilo, who is above the Transcendent, who has the power to protect the goblins?”

The scene suddenly quieted down, and the previously fiercely resisting goblin elders were left speechless.

Goblins are not those lower life forms, their intelligence is even higher than that of ordinary humans.

None of the goblins are fools, so they all clearly understood the dire situation they were facing.

Once Risier City is breached, they would definitely become fish on the chopping block for the Beastmen, at their mercy.

And their original partners, who could ensure their safety, were in a more dangerous situation than they were.

So, they had already run out of options.

And Yul finding a powerful being above the Transcendent to protect them might not be a bad choice.

But the biggest problem was, the other party was a vampire.

A genuine vampire!!

Even though they knew this opportunity might only come once, who would dare to gamble the fate of their entire race on a vampire?

Just as the goblin elders were regaining their senses and preparing for the next round of clash.

Suddenly, a loud tremor came from outside the city~ rumble~

The city walls collapsed.

“The wall, the city wall has collapsed!! Elders, the wall of Risier City has collapsed!!”

A goblin with a monocle-like alchemy telescope burst into the house from outside, his face filled with panic.

“It's the front wall, the Beastmen used alchemy bombs to bring it down!”

A ripple effect ensued, and the house exploded into chaos.

All the goblins' hearts filled with fear, and despair pervaded at that moment.

“How could this be, aren't alchemy bombs only available in Risier City??”

“Hmph, those greedy humans! They must have traded our alchemy bombs outside!”

“What do we do, the wall has collapsed, what are we supposed to do!”

Buzzing, everyone was arguing, and Yul too was caught up in the panic. He tried to persuade the goblin elders, but in the end, he only became one of their voices.

The three players of Hun Yuan Thunderclap Hand Cheng Kun were also dumbfounded. Their mission had not even started yet, how could such a major change have occurred??

In the midst of extreme chaos.

A slight cough sounded in the house.

All the goblins immediately quieted down, turning their heads in unison toward an inconspicuous corner.

An old goblin, one with an extremely ferocious appearance.

His face seemed scorched by flames, all marked with severe burn scars.

He leaned on a green long staff, slightly hunched over, and one of his eyes had lost focus, clearly blind.

The remaining eye was turbid and full of vicissitude.

The old goblin, dressed in a gray cloth, slowly stood up, his movements as slow as a snail's crawl.

After standing up, he walked slowly to the middle of the crowd.

His expression was somewhat gratified as he looked at Yul.

“Child, the Grey Mountain Tribe has survived to this day without extinction, relying on outstanding young people like you…”

Turning his head, he looked at the goblin elders with a slightly disappointed expression.

“We no longer have choices. When the Beastmen invaded, the fate of the Grey Mountain Tribe was already sealed.

You, have disappointed me.”

“Moer Clan Chief…” Yul looked at the old goblin in front of him with an excited expression, his eyes full of admiration.

Moer Grey Mountain's remaining turbid eye showed a hint of sternness, “We are now looking for a glimmer of hope amidst death, the decision of fate had commenced.

Three days ago, through other channels, I sent out a hundred of our clanspeople.

They are our seed, the Grey Mountain Tribe will not perish because of your foolishness.”

After speaking, he didn't wait for the excited elders to respond and directly gave orders.

“Starting now, the Grey Mountain Tribe will split into three parts to escape.

First, I and Yul will lead 500 clanspeople to follow Lord Ilo out of Risier City.

Second, half of the elders will lead the other half of our clanspeople to follow the rulers of Risier City to leave. Trust me, humans will not fight till the end.

The remaining clanspeople will follow the refugees to escape, managed by the other half of the elders.”

Hearing this, the three players of Hun Yuan Thunderclap Hand Cheng Kun couldn't help but respect this goblin chief.

Bet on multiple sides. This NPC really knows his stuff. As long as one group escapes, their tribe will not be destroyed.

Such intelligence, truly brilliant.

But at the same time, the players also felt once again the reality and harshness of this world from the goblin chief's orders–those who are weak have no right to choose.

They can only drift with the waves, like driftwood in the tides.

Anyone could change their destiny.

“Is this really just a game?”

Hun Yuan looked at Moer Grey Mountain's eyes filled with vicissitude, with a complex expression.

“Yes, Clan Chief.”

None of the goblins dared to say another word, even though the old goblin in front of them might need a tremendous effort to walk.

But the authority of this old clan leader was like that of a giant dragon, unquestioned in the Grey Mountain Tribe.

For this clan leader had once led his clanspeople to escape from the attack of a black dragon, and in the end, he even held off the dragon's breath to protect the teleportation array.

It was he who had enabled the Grey Mountain Tribe to survive. He was the eternal hero of the goblins.

Then, the group of goblins immediately discussed their next arrangement. As they were quickly delegating tasks in preparation to leave,

a voice interrupted their actions.

“No, you don't need to make such complex arrangements. The Grey Mountain Tribe only needs to follow my steps.”

Under the illumination of the moonlight, a semicircular relief archway opened up, and a figure clad in a black mage robe with an exceptionally handsome face appeared before all the goblins.

At the same time, under the moonlight shining behind him, the handsome figure's shadow also enveloped the house, like the abyss devouring everyone's souls.

Tap tap~

Tap tap~

Leather shoes tapped the floor with a crisp sound as he stepped into the house.

Moer Grey Mountain, the clan chief of the Grey Mountain Tribe, who had once withstood the breath of a giant dragon, turned his head with a very solemn expression.

“Who might you be…”

He sensed an aura unique to superiors emanating from this enigmatic young figure.

Noble, authoritative.

An extraordinary person.

But before Moer could finish speaking, Yul, with an excited expression, stepped forward to bow to the newcomer.

“Lord Ilo…”

A single title explained everything.

The house fell silent at once, everyone's gaze fixated on the figure, with very nuanced expressions.

Lord Ilo, was this the protector Yul had found from Green City?

The master of the Dark Contract, the Dark Life Vampire, the transcendent Lord Ilo?

After seeing the figure of Lide, all the goblins in the house immediately fell silent, including those who had just vehemently opposed.

Deputy identity–Ilo, Chairman of the Dark Heart

Using the deputy identity in the Underworld of Green City increases Legend Level +10, obtaining the title Dark Legend.

Dark Legend, traits: 1. When facing members of the Dark Race, intimidation increases, and in front of creatures with less than half your Legend Level, Dignity Effect is obtained (enemies will fear you, and their combat power decreases by 30%)

2. Highly likely to intimidate Dark Creatures with lower Levels than yours to join you,

3. Feared and opposed by members of the Good and Natural Camps.

Ilo, this deputy identity is validated as a powerful entity by the 19th Level Heart-eating Demon, Wales of the Demon Heart.

Even though goblins are not part of the Dark Life, but neither do they belong to the Good or Natural Camps. In this specific environment, Ilo's identity with the title Dark Legend is directly triggered by them.

These goblins were now facing one of the three giants of Green City, the ruler of “Dark Contract”, Lord Ilo, who was above the Transcendent Level.

A powerful being who could decide their survival or destruction.

Pride, arrogance, timidity, and fear characterized these goblins, who at this moment all exhibited their timidity and fear.

Who would dare to confront such a powerful Transcendent being? No goblin here dared.

The three players of Thunderclap Hand, Cheng Kun, watched as Lide's arrival intimidated everyone, immediately feeling envious.

When they first arrived, these goblins didn't even treat them as humans, not even giving them a chance to speak, their disdain unmasked.

Now, seeing the goblins terrified, they felt extremely delighted.

It felt as though they had allied themselves with a powerful support.

“Lord Ilo, Moer Grey Mountain pays his respects to you.”

The goblin chief, his face covered in fierce burn scars, stepped forward respectfully.

For a powerful one, sufficient respect must be maintained, regardless of whether they are friend or foe.

Lide looked at the old goblin, his expression subtle, having heard everything that was just said.

Goblins are indeed a race capable of inventing alchemy bombs; their intelligence is quite high.

But he wasn't here to negotiate with goblins; he spoke outright.

“Beastmen have already invaded the city. I will ensure that the Grey Mountain Tribe leaves Risier City unscathed.”

After speaking, he looked at Moer, who was about to say something, his lips slightly curling up, “By the way, on my way here I encountered Bimong… A Level 19 Bimong… Not bad in strength.”

Moer immediately closed his mouth that he had just opened.

Encountered a Level 19 Bimong? Not bad in strength?

The old goblin keenly sensed that this mysterious vampire wasn't lying.

Looking at those pitch-black eyes, Moer revealed a bitter smile.

He understood Lide's words well, the display of strength was accompanied by a naked threat.

If even a Level 19 Bimong was merely considered 'not bad in strength', what were these goblins worth?

Moer quickly made a decision; the weak have never had the power to choose.

“As you wish, respected Lord Ilo, the goblins will follow your arrangements.”

Resist? Moer turned to glance at the goblin elders behind him, already trembling and daunted, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Goblins were never a race with firm will, nor were they a strong fighting race.

To expect goblins to resist a being of the Extraordinary Level was too much even for him, lacking the courage to do so even when given a choice.

Let alone the other goblins.

Goblins had survived from ancient times to the present mainly by relying on the protection of other powerful races.

Thus, for goblins, aligning with stronger protectors did not incite a spirit of resistance.

If it were dwarves, under the rule of a Dwarf King, not even extraordinaire but Legendary, dwarves would resist.

This was a racial trait; instinct dictated the survival mode of goblins.

Lide was very pleased with the old goblin's understanding and nodded slightly.

“Well done, Chief Moer, you have secured a future for your tribe.

I swear by my life, the goblins will develop and grow under my protection, and you will no longer suffer bullying from anyone.”

Goblins, armories, Lide's gaze was intense as he looked at this group of goblins; they would be his armory workers in the future.

He must have been brain-dead to let anyone harm these treasures.

With these goblins, he could already imagine Magic Language Bats bombing from high above, the ground shattered and cracked as if plowed.

The searing heat wave would sweep through the entire Glory.

A magical bomber was about to be born.

The enemies of Dawn City were about to face the justice of dawn.

Hearing Lide's heartfelt words, Moer's expression finally improved.

Although he did not know why this mysterious and powerful being took such a liking to the goblins, it was ultimately a good thing.

The goblins needed a powerful protector, and now it seemed that Lord Ilo was the best choice; of course, they had no other options, for the initiative had never been in the hands of the goblins.

“Yul, go relay the orders of Chief Moer. Gather all the goblins here to obey the commands.”

Lide unapologetically took over command.

After speaking, his gaze sharply turned towards the other goblin elders in the room, a cold arc forming on his lips.

“Others, await my orders here.”

Forceful, domineering, leaving no room for discussion.

But it was Lide's attitude that ultimately made the goblins comply, a posture truly befitting someone transcendent.

Just now, Lide's pleasant demeanor had made the goblins hesitate.

After all, the strong never reason with the weak.

I command, you obey; it has always been that simple.

Suddenly, Lide seemed to remember something and turned his head toward the open space outside the door, speaking lightly.

“Withered bones, gather your aura, protect the goblins here until Craig arrives.”

Hm?

Everyone was momentarily stunned. Who was he talking to?

But the next scene made everyone's eyes widen in disbelief.

Zzzt~

Through the half-arch, they saw the space above the front courtyard suddenly shatter.

Then an indescribable, terrifying dignity descended upon the world, freezing everyone's souls in that moment, leaving their bodies incapable of mustering any strength, with half of the goblins collapsing directly to the ground.

Moer, the goblin chief, suddenly stood up, feeling that unforgettable aura, and pointed at the broken space with a trembling voice.

“Giant, giant dragon!!”

It was the Dragon's Power, yes, he sensed it–it was the damned Dragon's Power!!

He had once faced the breath of a giant dragon and knew the aura imprinted in his soul better than anyone!

But how could there be a giant dragon here?

He sharply turned his gaze towards the figure in the black mage robe, exuding a mysterious aura–Lord Ilo.

Could it be, this giant dragon really belonged to this vampire? But… it was a giant dragon, a giant dragon!!

“Ga ga ga, the great Lord Withered Bones has sniffed out the scent of souls; this must be a battlefield, oh great master, please let me join the war.

Withered bones will devour everyone's souls…”

Along with an eerie and sharp voice, zzzt~the space completely shattered, revealing a terrifying creature–a Bone Dragon with a skull ablaze with bluish soul fire and a wingspan of twenty blades.

In the courtyard hundreds of blades wide in front of the hall, this colossal creature appeared like an epic beast passed down from ancient times, filled with a horrifying and formidable presence.

In this moment, the Dragon's Power left everyone breathless, as if daring to breathe deeply would result in being devoured by death.

The pressure was still coming from the soul, unavoidable.

“Shut your mouth, contain your breath, stay here and protect the goblins.”

Lide's ruthless rebuke made the eager Withered Bone suddenly lose its spirit, sullen yet daring not to say anything, only able to glare fiercely at the surrounding goblins who were staring at him with their mouths agape.

“Damn green-skins, not paying respects to the great Lord Withered Bones quickly,

do you wish to taste Lord Withered Bones' Dragon Breath?”

Frightened by Withered Bones' words, the group of goblins immediately stepped back a few paces, but they also knew that with Lide there, this powerful bone dragon dared not do anything to them.

But when the goblins inside the house looked at Lide again, their eyes were filled with adoration.

A giant dragon, the great Lord had actually enslaved a giant dragon.

Though it was a dead bone dragon, it was still a giant dragon, the dragon they could not resist!!

As for how powerful a giant dragon which almost annihilated the goblin race was, they knew all too well.

Dealing with the giant dragon, fear, resentment, longing, and adoration existed in the goblins almost simultaneously.

And the Thunderclap Hand Cheng Kun and his two companions almost immediately took screenshots, capturing the bone dragon from every angle without any blind spots.

That was so awesome, this was a bone dragon!!

The top life form in this world! They hadn't expected to see it with their own eyes so soon.

Even the knight who had unleashed the undead disaster hadn't seen a bone dragon before, one can imagine how rare such a life form was.

When they turned their heads back to look at Lide, their eyes were as frenzied as those of the goblins.

Just how powerful was this big shot, to enslave a life form like the bone dragon so easily, it was simply explosive.

Lide, however, ignored everyone's gazes, quietly gazing into the distant battlefield which was out of sight, his mind inexplicably conjuring up the image of a crimson cloak drifting in the night sky.

Rumble~

City lights scorched the sky, explosions were incessant.

The entire city was plunged into unspeakable chaos.

Risier City, this city with thousands of years of history, once again underwent a fatal disaster; countless civilians fell under the rampaging blades of the Beastmen.

Looting, abuse, murder, arson – every conceivable sin was occurring at this moment.

But in this world, there was no savior.

Even Lock, the Extraordinary Mage from Green City, couldn't stop the city from falling now.

Inside the goblin's hall, there was a death-like silence.

The just-noisy goblin elders even unconsciously slowed their breathing a lot, everyone unintentionally shifting their gaze toward the figure standing at the doorway with his back to them.

And also towards the bone dragon seemingly resting at the front of the manor, they were terrified of disturbing that dreadful life form.

“Lord Ilo, all 1139 Grey Mountain goblins have gathered, now, you command the Grey Mountain Tribe.”

Goblin Chief Moer, upon receiving the message from Yul that he had gathered all the goblins, straightforwardly handed over the command.

Or rather, whether he handed it over or not, the command was not in his hands but in those of the terrifying powerhouse who made the bone dragon watch their gate.

The bone dragon handler–Lord Ilo.

Rebel? No one dared to rebel, all the goblins gathered in the front yard were stupefied upon seeing that gigantic body.

That was a bone dragon, right under their eyelids, what could they use to resist?

Ten minutes,

Twenty minutes.

Half a day had passed, by the time the entire city had completely lost order, civilians fleeing under the iron hooves of the Beastmen, and the guard army making their last stand.

Boom, boom~

The orderly steps ceased in front of the goblin courtyard, and by the sound of it, there were at least a thousand people.

At that moment, every goblin in the manor was on edge. Although there was a giant dragon squatting in their yard, no one wanted a battle or an accident at this critical juncture.

Lide's lips curled into a smile as he turned to nod slightly at the three players.

“Go open the door.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.” At this point, the three of them were completely obedient to Lide. Not just opening a door–if he had told them to commit suicide for fun, they would have done it cheerfully.

Once the manor's gate was opened, under everyone's gaze, a werewolf with a massive wolf's head entered the front yard.

Beastmen?? The goblins gathered together were nearly suffocating at this sight.

Beastmen, it really was Beastmen!

Damn it, what should we do now? Why didn't that skeleton dragon kill these lowly creatures?!

But what shocked them next was that the terrifyingly imposing beastman walked straight up to Lide and bowed his proud head.

“Your Majesty, the entire Lion Tribe of 6725 warriors is at your command.”

The originally tense atmosphere inside the room suddenly relaxed.

All the goblins, looking towards Lide, had replaced any resistance they felt with adoration.

A great being who could enslave a giant dragon and subdue fierce beastmen…

Lide didn't even have to speak another word–the goblins' attitudes towards him had completely transformed.

The will to resist among goblins, compared to dwarves, was barely worth mentioning; if dwarven will was 100, goblin will was at most 10.

“Have the goblins hide in carriages or food disguised as our spoils, and have soldiers transport them out of the city, Craig. Ensure the goblins' absolute safety.”

“As you wish, Your Majesty.”

“As commanded, Lord Ilo.”

At this time, the Lion Tribe's thousands of beastman warriors had already firmly established control around the goblin manor.

In the beginning of the war, the goblins and the soldiers of Risier City were well guarded and protected, but later, when the goblins were unable to produce alchemy bombs due to a lack of materials, their standing plummeted.

Moreover, as the war intensified and soldiers were in short supply, the security around the goblin estates went from tight to non-existent.

Thus, it was effortless for the beastmen to take over this area.

“Be careful not to leak any secrets.”

“You can rest assured, everyone directly involved in this matter is from the most loyal followers of the Lion Tribe, their families reside in the Dwarf Valley,

The rest of the beastman warriors are merely guarding the periphery, unaware of what we are transporting…”

Lide nodded in satisfaction, Craig, this muscle-brained beastman, had finally gotten wise.

“Very good, begin the operation.”

No further delays–he must take advantage of the chaos and get the goblins out before the beastmen took over the city.

Once the beastmen controlled the city, it would be difficult for the goblins to leave.

Following his command, over a thousand goblins and more than six thousand beastmen began to move.

Everything was proceeding according to Lide's will.

If nothing unexpected happened, perhaps Dawn City's magical version of a bomber could soon be realized.

Alchemy bombs scouring the earth was no longer just a dream.

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