They rushed into the Vampire Apocalypse through the spatial rift.
At the periphery of the magic array, a large number of zombie clones absorbed and transformed the aura of death through the Book of the Dead.
However, there were too many auras of the death realm. It was impossible for the zombie clones to absorb all of them.
A large amount of aura of death spread out.
Affected by the aura of death, the undead began to spread across the land.
However, due to the vast area of the barren land and the lack of people, the density of the aura of death would not be very high for a short period of time. The resurrected creatures were only low-level skeletal creatures. Soon, they were easily killed by the vampires guarding the periphery.
“Duke.”
A few high-tier vampires who were killing the resurrected undead in the periphery knelt down on one knee when they saw Duke Bellamy.
“Yes.”
Bellamy rushed over to check after she heard about the spatial rift.
She looked at the aura of death that soared into the sky and felt its strength. She could not help but lick her lips, showing an interested expression.
“Is it the aura of death…”
Bellamy muttered to herself and turned to look at the vampires behind her. “Isn’t it a bit of a waste to let the aura of death escape just like that? Master will blame us for not doing our job properly.”
Ah?
The few high-level vampires around them looked at each other with puzzled expressions. They didn’t understand what she meant by that.
Duke Bellamy had always been like this. Her thoughts were terrifyingly fast. No one could catch up with what she was thinking.
“Bellamy, what are you thinking about this time?”
One of the three elders of the Tremere clan, Longfellow, was responsible for guarding the periphery. When he saw Bellamy, he walked over.
He had been imprisoned in the dark prison of blood for thousands of years. He had never seen Bellamy, but he had heard of her.
“Nothing. I just think that Master will be very angry if he knows that we wasted the aura of death that he worked so hard to get.”
Bellamy wore a faint smile. No one could figure out what she was thinking.
Her life was now in Fang Heng’s hands. Naturally, she wanted to show off more.
Longfellow frowned. “What do you mean? What is the aura of death?”
“It’s just the aura of death, a unique product of the death realm. I’ve read about it in the ancient records.” Bellamy pointed at the spatial breach passage beside her and her expression became serious, “These auras have great strength. It’s too much of a pity to let them spread out like this.”
Longfellow shook his head and said, “Don’t act on your own, Bellamy. Master only wants us to be in charge of operating the magic array.”
“The situation is urgent. When the Master tells us to do something, we can’t do it in every detail. We should be sharing Master’s worries.”
As she said that, Bellamy turned to look at Atina. “Don’t you think so, Atina?”
Atina saw Bellamy from afar. She had just come over to greet her.
Listening to the conversation between the two of them and suddenly being asked, Atina hesitated for a moment.
She looked at Duke Bellamy, feeling extremely strange no matter how she looked at her.
In the past, even if the vampires were about to be exterminated, Bellamy did not care much.
Why was she suddenly so enthusiastic about working now?
Being called by the Duke, Atina was at a loss for words for a moment. She nodded. “Indeed. Master was in a hurry when he assigned the mission. He asked us to take charge of this matter. Duke, do you have any ideas?”
Longfellow frowned and said, “Bellamy, tell me. What do you want to do? If it is beneficial to Master, our Elders Council will naturally not object.”
“Very good. The aura of death is extremely rare. Let’s think of a way to collect it.”
Longfellow asked, “How?”
Bellamy smiled again and said word by word, “The dark prison of blood.”
Longfellow raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Atina.
Atina also had a look of realization.
That’s right! The dark prison of blood!
Bellamy licked her lips out of habit again. With a serious expression, she continued, “I’ll control the aura of death to not leak out. The Elders Council will control the dark prison of blood to absorb the aura.”
Longfellow immediately understood Bellamy’s meaning. He raised his hand and gave an order to the vampires, “The Elders Council has ordered that everyone in the dark prison of blood be cleared immediately. Transfer them elsewhere for the time being! Bring the blood crystal here! Immediately!”
…
In the fallen corridor, Fang Heng led the Necromancer Association’s team where they stopped and walked intermittently. It took them nearly an hour to cover a distance of more than a thousand meters.
In front of them, the door to the central area was open.
A thick black aura was seeping out from the inside. It was continuously transmitted into the game world through the spatial breach created by the magic array stone slab.
The interior of the central area was still pitch black, making it difficult for people to see the situation inside clearly.
A layer of red light was attached to Fang Heng’s pupils as his gaze anxiously searched the interior of the central hall.
Where was Teacher Pu Shi?
Found him!
Pu Shi leaned against the wall in the right corner of the hall and fell to the ground. He looked terrible.
Fang Heng’s heart sank.
The vortex could absorb a large portion of the aura emitted from the death realm, but the absorption speed was still limited.
Everyone waited for another ten minutes at the entrance of the central hall. As the aura was gradually absorbed by the vortex, the players’ vision became much clearer.
Soon, someone saw Teacher Pu Shi leaning against the wall at the edge of the central hall.
“Teacher!”
Li Qingran looked anxious as she tried to shout from afar, wanting to wake up her teacher.
“Don’t rush, wait a little longer.”
Through the darkness, Fang Heng looked inside the hall, trying to see more clearly.
It still didn’t work, he couldn’t see clearly!
The aura of death in the hall was too dense. The night vision ability provided by the vampires was still unable to penetrate the black fog formed by the aura of death.
Fang Heng held the holy spear of purification in his hand and said in a deep voice, “Everyone, help to absorb the aura of death. Guide them into the spatial rift and speed up the absorption of the aura.”
“Okay!”
The players understood Fang Heng’s battle plan immediately.
It was the same as when they used the Book of the Dead to guide the aura of death into the sealing stone.
However, the target had to be changed this time. They had to inject the aura of death directly into the spatial vortex.
The players quickly split into two groups. One group covered everyone to defend against the resurrected vengeful spirits, while the other group began to guide the aura of death into the spatial rift.
This operation quickly paid off.
The originally dense aura in the central area was rapidly fading.
As for what would happen if so much of the aura of death entered the world of the vampires, Fang Heng had no time to worry about it now.
In front, as a large amount of the aura of death was absorbed, the players’ vision became clearer and clearer.
In the center of the hall, the King Guard, which had previously been in a berserk state, had now quietened down.
It sat there quietly, slowly absorbing the aura of death that was seeping out of the Shrine of Bones.
Affected by the density of the aura of death, the aura surrounding the King Guard became weaker and weaker.
Very good! This move was effective!
The players became even more excited when they saw this. They trusted Fang Heng more and more, using the Book of the Dead to channel the aura of death.
