The war continues, but the opponents on the battlefield have changed.

Vampires, Crusaders, those who once thought they could dominate the battlefield, have disappeared. The remnants of the Third Reich are wailing in the flames, and the Knights holding the cross are groaning in the rubble. They have to find out that in fact, they have no meaning at all. The master of this battlefield has changed, and the battle between the dragon and the undead army has begun at this moment.

The black giant composed of tens of thousands of undead creatures opened its hands and grabbed towards the dragon. Facing the black giant's attack, the dragon flapped its wings and flew into the sky again. Then it opened its mouth and spewed out a breath of dragon's breath. The primordial fire of its soul burned fiercely and devoured everything, burning all the living, dead, and half-dead creatures into the power of firewood.

This was a battle in which there was no fairness at all. Even a powerful being like Akkad was like Don Quixote fighting windmills in front of this giant dragon. He had no way of attacking the giant dragon flying in the sky. However, every breath of the dragon would cause heavy losses to Akkad's undead army.

The city had been completely destroyed in the battle between the two. The flames could even melt high-rise buildings, turning centuries-old buildings into ashes. The surging Dead River rolled as if it was fighting against the flames that fell from the sky, trying to devour it completely.

"That's right, that's it! It won't work otherwise! It won't work otherwise!!"

However, watching his undead army disappear in the flames, Arkad did not show any fear or frustration. Instead, he stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes in excitement. He could feel the power contained in the flames, which was enough to make him achieve his wish... and that was his goal, his dream, and the end of everything!

"MASTER!"

At this moment, Silas' voice rang out from behind Akkad. He turned around and looked at his own descendant. He saw the silly policewoman standing there anxiously, staring at him.

"MASTER, you are…"

"You have grown into an excellent vampire, Silas Victoria."

Looking at the policewoman in front of him, Arcade reached out and gently stroked her head. He could see that Silas's originally azure eyes had now turned bright red. He didn't know what had happened to Silas, and in fact, Arcade didn't care. He only knew that at this moment, Silas finally gave up his identity as a human and became a pure vampire.

"MASTER?"

Feeling Arcade's touch, Silas couldn't help but stand there in a daze. It was the first time that she was treated so gently by Arcade, which made the policewoman have a very bad premonition.

"This is your choice, Silas. But you have to know that vampires carry more than just these, and now, I seem to have found what I have been looking for."

As he spoke, Arcade turned his head and looked at the giant dragon soaring in the sky.

"So next... come on! Let's continue the unfinished battle from that day, Fang Zheng!!"

While shouting, Akkad raised his hands. As he moved, the blood of the entire city began to flow back rapidly, as if attracted by Akkad and merged into his body. The dead Crusaders, vampires, ghouls, and humans all became Akkad's food at this moment.

This is the essence of vampires - they absorb the life and soul of others to maintain their own existence. Unless they kill every life they absorb, the vampire will continue to regenerate and survive. This is Akkad, this is the power of vampires.

If nothing unexpected happens, Arkad can live until the end of the world, but for him, he has existed in this world long enough. Arkad once thought that eternal sleep was an unattainable dream for him, but now, he has finally found a way to realize this dream.

"call……!"

The dragon obviously heard Akkad's call. It landed with a bang, and then Fang Zheng's figure reappeared from it amidst the howling wind.

"What are you doing?"

At this moment, in the soul world, the Zerg Overlord looked at the dragon next to him in surprise.

"He is our firewood! If you burn him, we will have enough power to repair the system. Now is not the time for you to play games here!"

"Shut up, you worm!"

The dragon snorted.

"This is the pride of our dragon. He challenged us to fight, and as a dragon, I have the responsibility to respond to his challenge! Any brave man who dares to draw his sword in front of a dragon should be valued by us. This is a kind of respect!"

"How stupid!"

Upon hearing the dragon's answer, the Zerg Overlord laughed in anger.

"Have you forgotten how the main personality killed the shadow dragon? Are you going to make the same mistake? Get out of the way and let me control your body, you damn bastard. The main personality is right. The arrogance of the dragon race is really incomprehensible..."

"Shut up, everyone!"

Listening to the quarrel between the dragon and the Zerg Overlord, Fang Zheng stomped his feet heavily. The next moment, flames erupted from Fang Zheng's body and then transformed into the armor of the Fran Undead Squad on his body.

"Now we are facing a human being, not a chimpanzee! This battle belongs to me, get out of here!"

"You two are both crazy, confused by your fragile self-esteem and emotions. You really made a stupid choice."

Seeing that Fang Zheng, the main personality, had spoken, the Zerg Overlord had no choice but to retreat into the shadows once again.

"But I will be watching here. This is not just your body, it's also my body. I will do anything to survive! Master personality, don't forget that it's not easy for us to survive in this world. This life that I finally got back is not for you to abandon in this way!"

"It seems that you have already experienced what honor and pride are."

Unlike the Zerg Overlord, the dragon looked at Fang Zheng with satisfaction.

"Those calculating and cold-blooded guys will never understand that we dragons are not idiots, nor are we ignorant of the dangers. We are not willing to die with the romantic spirit of chivalry. A person or a life needs more than just dependence to survive. I think you are also very clear about this. Humans are born with rebellious genes. What are we fighting for? Not for the boring spirit of chivalry, nor because of mutual sympathy, but because, as a dragon, a human, a higher life, we must have dignity and glory far beyond that of primitive beasts."

Having said that, the dragon slowly retreated.

"Go ahead and show that bug with your actions that we are not doing this to show off! We are doing this for dignity and glory... More importantly, we are confident that we will win! Because, this is our strength!"

Fang Zheng opened his eyes.

The flames dissipated from his body, and once again turned into the armor of the Faran Undead Squad. In front of him was a bright red battlefield. Opposite him, Arkad stood there, with large charred corpses between them. Everything seemed to be a replay of that day.

Why do this?

Fang Zheng could feel himself questioning, this is not scientific, not reasonable, and not safe. It is obvious that all you need to do is hover in the sky and burn it to ashes with dragon breath. Why do you have to fight the opponent in this way? Aren't you afraid of capsizing in the gutter? Think about it carefully, how many bosses in games have died because of this kind of arrogance, do you want to be one of them?

Of course I understand.

Fang Zheng clenched the two swords in his hands and walked forward slowly.

But why must I be the boss? It's just a game after all, can't I have the aura of the protagonist? I am confident that I can defeat him, no matter what, I can't see the possibility of failure. So why do I still make this choice?

That's because... I'm only human after all.

Fang Zheng raised the greatsword in his hand and pointed it at Akkad.

"Come on, let's continue our war."