After returning to the building, Zhan Fei embellished the story and told the group of intermediate vampires who were still inside.

The vampires hesitated for a moment, then left the building one after another, summoning all the vampires hidden in the city in the name of the king. Although they were all novice vampires, their numbers were so great that they formed a force to be reckoned with.

Some of them were sent out to capture humans, while the rest, led by Zhan Fei, went to cause trouble for Mo Shuwan and her group. Zhan Fei himself secretly followed behind, extremely excited.

In his view, with so many vampires attacking at the same time, Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo were definitely doomed.

A bloody storm swept through the entire city.

Just over fifty kilometers away from this city, a bus was speeding along the highway, carrying a group of armed humans. All of them had an unprecedentedly solemn expression on their faces. The man sitting at the front frowned and asked, "Chang Suo, how much longer until we arrive?"

"At most one hour."

Silence fell over the car again. After what seemed like an eternity, someone sighed softly, "A day has passed since we received the notification. I'm afraid they're in grave danger."

After a moment of silence, someone shook their head. "Not necessarily, but—if we had known we would have to come back now, why did those people retreat in the first place? Now that things have escalated so much, if we can't stop that noble from being born in time, it will be a disaster for the surrounding cities."

The person sitting in the back retorted angrily, "Our retreat was out of necessity. Besides, we had been making preparations all along. According to our budget, that noble would not be born for at least another year. By then, we would have been ready to wipe out his lair in one fell swoop. But who could have predicted that the vampires under him would be so cruel? Choosing to release him through human sacrifice has completely violated the agreement between the two parties."

Yes, everyone in this car was a vampire hunter. After receiving the news, the vampire headquarters in several surrounding cities were furious and immediately gathered their forces to come. They were also anxious, worried that things were beyond repair.

The old man in the front row by the window snorted coldly, and the arguing stopped immediately. He opened his eyes and said coldly, "Prepare for the worst. There are only a dozen or so little guys there struggling to put up a fight. If nothing unexpected happens, they are probably doomed. When we arrive, we will not only face countless vampires, but we may even have to deal with that noble."

Sighs rang out one after another. The old man was rational and what he said was correct, but they still hoped that Zuo Luo and the others could hold on for a little longer.

On several highways leading to other cities, several buses were speeding towards the city where Mo Shuwan and her group were located.

It was already past 3 a.m.

The national anthem, accompanied by cries, echoed incessantly through the streets. Countless people had died in the fierce battle against the vampires over the past few hours. The vampires' cruelty chilled and terrified countless humans, yet no one retreated. Even those who had already died were giving their all to shine brightly in their final moments.

Because of their obstruction and delay, Mo Shuwan and the others were able to kill a large number of low-level vampires, and even some mid-level vampires who wanted to take advantage of the situation, as easily as cutting cabbages.

The overwhelming stench of blood was nauseating. People standing hand in hand on the street cried and sang the national anthem while silently protecting their companions who were collecting the bodies. Those who had not fought alongside Mo Shuwan and his group could only follow behind, slowly gathering the bodies of their fallen comrades together.

Wen Zuo's handsome face was completely covered in lividity, and even Mo Shuwan's neck had a lividity. The team of six people had been reduced to five, and another vampire hunter had been sacrificed.

Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo silently distributed two bottles of exorcism water to the vampire hunters. The two of them only had four bottles of exorcism water left, but they still had five bottles of recovery potions. The two of them took out two bottles of recovery potions and gave them to A Zhan and the others.

The group silently tended to their wounds. When they heard the howling of a vampire, they silently stood up. Although they were not in despair, they knew that their chances of survival were slim.

Even Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo had no confidence whatsoever; the vampires seemed endless.

The battle between the two sides can only be described as fierce. Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo did not need to use the exorcism potion to deal with these low-level vampires and relied on the weapons they had exchanged to kill the enemy. The few novice vampire hunters were struggling to cope. Now, with the exorcism potion given by Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo, they finally gained the upper hand in the battle.

As time passed, fewer and fewer humans surrounded them. By the time dawn broke, only a few dozen native humans remained. Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo, who had temporarily repelled the vampires, stared at the corpses scattered on the ground and numbly sat down among them.

At first, they were furious and saddened, but so many people died that day that their team of five was reduced to three.

All the novice vampire hunters around him were dead; only the intermediate hunter Azhan and Mo Shuwan Wenzuo were still alive.

Azhan stood amidst the pile of corpses, looking around but unable to find his companion's body. He covered his face, slowly squatted down, and let out a low growl like a trapped beast.

Dead silence.

No one made a sound.

Half an hour later, the group was surrounded by a group of low-level vampires. The vampires were probably terrified of being killed, and even though they saw that Mo Shuwan and her group were few in number, they did not dare to rush up easily.

The dozens of ordinary humans around him watched the vampires gradually closing in with a sense of desolation. One of them joked with a bittersweet laugh, "If Axi knew how brave I was, he would be so proud. I'm the man who has killed countless vampires."

The people around him laughed in response.

Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo also stood up. Looking at the huge number of vampires, they knew they probably wouldn't be able to leave this world alive, but for some reason, they felt relaxed.

Mo Shuwan smiled, her face full of helplessness, "Only one day left, what a pity..."

Wen Zuo looked at Mo Shuwan and tenderly reached out to hug her tightly. Although he couldn't express his feelings, being able to die with his beloved in the last moment was enough for Wen Zuo. He only hated his own inadequacy in being able to take her away from this damned world.

Mo Shuwan also reached out and hugged Wen Zuo back, then took out the exorcism potion from her pocket and silently filled the hole on the sword hilt. She looked at the pale purple longsword before looking up at the vampires that were gradually gathering around her.

"Kill!!!" A-Zhan roared and charged forward first.

Dozens of humans followed A-Zhan and rushed forward, using sheer numbers to hold back the vampires. Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo took the opportunity to pounce on them. With swords infused with exorcism potion, they could often take down a vampire with just one strike.