I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Chapter 417: 419: Title - Savior, The Far from Over Post-War Turbulence (7600 words)

Chapter 417: Chapter 419: Title – Savior, The Far from Over Post-War Turbulence (7600 words)

Anos City.

Above the sky, the black clouds swirled like a vortex, exuding an icy and evil aura as if an abyss demon god capable of devouring the world was about to emerge.

The dull rumbling thunder did not stop after the God of Plague had been killed. The bright arcs within the clouds were like bent whips, tearing the cloud cover to shreds.

After the God of Plague was killed, Lide floated in mid-air gently like a feather, his pure white mage robe was dotted with bloodstains like plum blossoms.

Lide, stained with fresh blood, became the sole and eternal image against this dazzling Dark Type backdrop.

Billions of netizens in the official live broadcast room couldn’t help but feel surprised as they witnessed this scene; following the excitement of seeing the God of Plague being instantly killed, they found the calm after the storm even more enchanting.

At that time, Lide didn’t think too much. His lingering immobility in mid-air was merely because he had exhausted all his Bloodline Power with a single strike to kill the God of Plague.

His legs were weak from the exhaustion of his Bloodline Power, like the feeling of getting up at four in the morning after a night of repeated indulgence.

Feeble.

Other than replenishing through the consumption of fresh blood, Bloodline Power could only be restored slowly over a long time.

Killing the Level 24 God of Plague in a single second seemed effortless, but it was definitely not as easy as outsiders perceived.

Only after the weakness caused by the deficit of his Bloodline Power eased slightly did Lide begin to take stock of the situation below.

Anos City was now encased in ice.

29 mixed spells—Extreme Cold Thunderstorms—that were more powerful than level 5 spells directly dealt a devastating blow to the Fierce Half-Ratmen within the city.

Of course, there were quite a few that slipped through the net, but those Fierce Half-Ratmen who were not killed instantly lost their ferocious disregard for death after the God of Plague was vanquished, and began to run toward the outside of the city in a panic.

Within the vast city below, besides ice sculptures, only the Centaur Army at the city gates, which had not been affected by the Magic Fluctuations, remained. However, these centaurs also suffered a tragic hit, their numbers dropping from tens of thousands to less than 4,000, losing over 60%.

The players near the Anos Mage Tower and the Life Goddess temple were also spared from the Extreme Cold Thunderstorms because of Lide’s deliberate control, avoiding complete annihilation.

About ten thousand were left… From millions of players, only about ten thousand survived, a loss of 99%. It was more than just tragic.

Aside from these two areas, the rest of the buildings were draped in solid frost.

Bodies, blood, limbs, broken weapons, collapsed buildings, ice sculptures of the writhing Fierce Half-Ratmen, Death Flowers condensed by the power of extreme cold…

This apocalyptic scene was filled with desolation and an unspeakable eeriness.

The camera in the live broadcast room moved above Lide, and then billions of people saw the scene below from his perspective.

Instantly, they all went wild.

“I have to say, Lord Ilo is just insanely cool. He appeared and solved this big trouble with only two moves; it’s beyond words.”

“A whole city, frozen solid, that’s nuts. If NPCs are all this awesome, what’s even the point for us players…”

“I wonder if we could ever reach that level? I really hope to one day wave my hand and annihilate an entire city!!”

“This is the legendary Savior, appearing at the critical moment, one move to awe the entire field. If I wasn’t a guy, I’d do anything to sleep with him…”

“Cough cough, don’t be so fixated on gender, just because he’s a guy doesn’t mean you don’t stand a chance…”

The aftermath of the battle left players unable to calm down for a long time.

Whether it was freezing an entire city or tearing apart a 6-meter-tall giant monster with bare hands, the name ‘Lord Ilo’ became an indelible symbol in everyone’s hearts.

But just as the camera zoomed out, the livestream for over a billion people was abruptly interrupted.

In the livestream, all that remained was Lide in his blood-stained robe, floating in midair, his profound gaze overlooking the earth.

The engrossed players were stunned, then hurriedly tried to reconnect, only to find the message—The Battle of Anos City concluded, livestream system shut down.

Everyone was left with a face full of question marks.

This was just too damn annoying.

How could it just end when it was getting so exciting???

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