Expansive golden wheat fields grow on soft earth, and golden waves tremble with the wind.

Beneath those clusters of eerie green flames, it was as if a tiny star had been lit up in the eye socket, shimmering and sparkling.

The stark white bones were illuminated by the sunlight, making even the will-o'-the-wisps licking at them incredibly clear.

Despite the deathly silence of the environment, it was still filled with a continuous stream of life.

Even Count Laurean's enormous mansion, which resembled a ruined castle, was bathed in a golden light, exposing all the broken rocks and rubble to everyone.

The swirling dust and sand drifted in the air, colliding with each other as they met the sunlight.

The golden light reflected in the wheat fields also shone on his face.

The ferocity in his scarlet eyes was stripped away by the light, replaced by an unbelievable shock.

His pale skin was laid bare under the sky, and even the flow of blood beneath it appeared unusually disordered.

For the first time, Earl Laureen was utterly astonished by the ears of wheat of the goddess of abundance.

Is this the power of God?

but……

Even so, what can you do to stop me?

Count Laureen gazed at Priscilla in the sky and murmured something.

As midnight approaches, Priscilla in the sky is about to undergo a complete transformation.

But then, a bright, clear blue suddenly appeared in Vega's eyes.

In an instant, dozens of massive and heavy magic arrays rapidly swirled in the air.

Behind Victor, the ghostly trench coat fluttered in the wind.

Various magical energies flowed, like a waterfall cascading upwards towards the sky from the gleaming black staff in his hand.

The intricate patterns intertwined and crisscrossed, rapidly connecting to the magical waterfall that plunged straight into the blood-red sky.

Runes were rapidly engraved on the array, the exquisite and obscure characters embedded in the center of the magic.

Streams of magic transformed into threads, delicately piercing through the complex formation.

The dozen or so massive magic arrays expanded and engulfed the entire space.

Countless Falun wrapped around Viktor several times.

The flowing magic drew in heavy pressure, casting an incredibly terrifying oppression upon the shoulders of everyone present.

The array at the very top covered the entire land, and countless pillars of magical light fell from the sky, crashing heavily onto the ground.

Each time, it blasts a deep crater into the earth.

At this moment, Viktor's magic power was dropping rapidly at a visible rate.

The vast ocean of magic instantly engulfed everyone present.

The oppressive force sent shivers down everyone's spines, as if a castle had been shattered into countless pieces by the force of the falling object.

Count Laureen was utterly shocked by the dazzling magic array.

The immense pressure descended upon his fleshy wings, causing his body to sag slightly in mid-air.

He felt the terrifying magic, and was filled with extraordinary joy:

"I see, I see!"

"Mr. Congressman, you have truly surprised me!"

The moment he finished speaking, Count Laureen's body was also repeatedly struck by a violent gust of wind, causing his form to swell completely.

The three pairs of fleshy wings were also broken and squeezed together, becoming wide and twisted in the blink of an eye.

His bloated body burst through his leaden robe, and his withered, pale hands were stretched out to an extremely long length.

The pale fingers grew sharp, slender nails that stretched over the ruins of the mansion and continued to lash towards the sky.

His body expanded as well, and his spine was stretched very long.

The bizarrely twisting flesh was forcibly pulled up, spiraling upwards along the elongated spine, reaching the sky and piercing through the clouds.

The flesh on the surface was torn apart, and the internal organs were exposed from the cracks in the body, which resembled rags.

They shimmered with orange light, like twitching planets.

Its feet also became extremely large, with broad, massive claws beneath slender leg bones.

The crimson giant claw sank deep into the earth, almost completely engulfing everyone present.

Earl Laureen's entire head began to twist and deform, and the originally fragmented flesh began to swell and expand.

The flesh inside his body transformed into tentacles that reached out, ripped off his original head, tore it into pieces, and then placed it back on his thick neck.

The pale head reassembled, but this time, only a pair of enormous mouths, large enough to swallow tall buildings and city walls, remained on the head.

A scarlet single eye emerged from the shattered flesh on his chest.

Before everyone's eyes, the giant eye had grown so large that they could not see its crimson end.

Everyone present got goosebumps looking at Earl Laureen's appearance.

Is this still the Earl Laureen they know?

Before this, even as a vampire, he still had a human appearance.

Now, he has completely and utterly transformed into an absolute omen of misfortune.

With its appearance, a hoarse and distorted sound echoed across the land.

"But you overlooked one thing."

"Vampires are a race without emotions."

"Therefore, even if it costs me everything, I will never lose!!!"

Suddenly, the moonlight seemed like blades piercing Prissis's pained face, about to tear through her writhing flesh.

A torrent of bloodlust was drawn out of Priscilla's body.

The absorbed power further weakened her body.

The three pairs of blood-red fleshy wings no longer had any color, as if they had lost their vitality.

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