I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Chapter 385: 387: The Youth Who Lacks Martial Virtue is Torn Apart by the Evil God at the Land of Bone-Burying (6000 words)

Chapter 385: Chapter 387: The Youth Who Lacks Martial Virtue is Torn Apart by the Evil God at the Land of Bone-Burying (6000 words)

May 3rd, Dawn City.

After spring had arrived, the winter wheat’s growth skyrocketed, and now the ears of wheat had begun to take on a golden hue. Farmers on the Moonlight Plain were currently using the latest harvesting tools developed by the blacksmith’s workshop to cut the wheat, their faces beaming with joy as bright as the sunlight.

For most commoners, having land to farm, clothes to wear, and not facing threats to their lives already counted as great fortune.

This city, brimming with hope, experienced joyful changes every day.

In the new district, the newly constructed City Hall had been put into use.

This massive five-story, thirty-blade-high building had become the new landmark of Dawn City.

Now, most of the City Hall departments had moved into the new office building, and to facilitate the control and issuance of orders, Lide had also moved from his old office in the former City Hall.

Standing in his top-floor office, thirty blades high, Lide could see the edge of the new district, and even the farmers harvesting wheat on the Moonlight Plain.

It had been 20 days since the battle for Risier City, but the impact of this war on Dawn City was far from over.

“Harrison, has the Giant Army been retrieved from the island?”

“Sire, they have all been returned.”

Harrison reported respectfully from behind Lide.

After the battle of Risier City, the Centaur Army and the Giant Army retreated separately, with the Magic Language Bats transporting the Giants to the island controlled by the Fishman Tribe once they had withdrawn from the combat.

Meanwhile, the Centaur Army had fallen back to the Dwarf Hills and had temporarily suspended trade with Dawn City.

This was the most cautious course of action, taken to guard against any prying eyes on the Centaur and Giant Armies.

Lide had originally planned to observe for at least three months.

But plans could not keep up with changes; as a great number of Ancient Evil Gods emerged, the attention drawn by the battle for Risier City had been diverted.

Thus, after lying low for half a month and ensuring there was no danger, the Giants began to return to Dawn City.

Only when the entire Giant Army had returned did Lide feel that the war had truly come to an end.

“This time our dispatched Giant Army numbered 1,300, with 130 casualties, all Double-headed Ogres.

The Centaur Army totaled 125,000, with over 8,000 fallen.”

Lide nodded slightly upon hearing Harrison’s report. He had to admit that the army he had spent a vast amount of resources to build was indeed formidable.

While other armies suffered heavy losses or were entirely wiped out, the Centaurs’ casualties were less than 10%, which unequivocally demonstrated their strength.

As for zero casualties, that was merely a fantasy. This was a war where hundreds of thousands clashed; no one could predict what would happen in the next second. The hope of avoiding all deaths was sheer folly.

After his report, Harrison hesitated as if he remembered something, “Sire, we did not discover Lord Asreaga in the direction you mentioned…”

Lide’s brow furrowed. Asreaga had swiftly left Risier City after grabbing the God of Plague’s arm.

He had expected the other party would return to Dawn City, but Asreaga had vanished without a trace.

After concentrating, Lide sensed that the Divine Monster had entered a dormant state, seemingly undergoing some inscrutable metamorphosis.

Lide speculated that perhaps the seal on the God of Plague’s arm had ruptured mid-way, forcing Asreaga to directly absorb the power, resulting in his slumber.

But the Divine Power had concealed Asreaga’s presence, so Lide could not pinpoint his exact location. He could only send out a rough directive and dispatch personnel to search and hopefully discover a trace.

Therefore, they were now facing this situation.

“Continue deploying search teams. The divine arm on Asreaga is too important. Although his power is immeasurably strong, his sensitivity to the outside world must inevitably decline to rock-bottom while he sleeps. If he encounters the forces of the Light Sect, he might not be able to cope.”

“Yes, Sire!” Harrison responded with a stern expression.

Although Lide had delegated the task, he wasn’t overly concerned deep down. After all, the other was a Divine Monster who had survived since ancient times. He most likely had chosen a safe place before he fell asleep.

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