I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Three Divine Bodies, two weapons...

Lide looked at the scene with a beaming smile.

Especially the two weapons of the God of Grey Dwarves piqued his interest, could these be the legendary... Divine Artifacts?

He approached with great anticipation, then focused his attention on the weapons.

He opened the attribute panel.

War God's Hammer

Quality: Legendary★

Skill: ...

Description: A war hammer forged in imitation of a Divine Artifact.

Fierce Axe

Quality: Legendary★

Skill: ...

Description: A giant axe forged as a counterfeit Divine Artifact.

At first glance at the name, Lide thought he had struck gold, but his heart sank when he saw their attributes.

"This is outrageous, for a Divine to wield fake Divine Artifacts, I'm embarrassed for you... No wonder you're in such a sorry state, pah."

Lide glared harshly at the two figures; they were just Legendary Items, and merely one-star at that—what a waste of his expression.

"Is it that these two don't own Divine Artifacts, or can't they bring them down when descending to the Main Plane?"

Though filled with questions, with everyone dead, there was no one to answer them.

"If only I had let the Dark Sovereign interrogate these guys, what a missed opportunity..."

But after the rant, Lide still cheerfully picked up the two weapons from the ground. Though he couldn't use them himself, they were free loot after all.

In this battle, apart from throwing his sabre, he had just watched; not having to lift a finger and still gaining so much was not bad at all.

After storing the weapons in the System Space, his spiritual power spread out to sense the three Divine Bodies carefully, and after a moment, he nodded with satisfaction.

Indeed, as the Dark Sovereign had said, all three had their Divine Statuses intact.

Though they had lost their power, the core of their Divine Status and Divine Position within a Divine would not disappear, unless the Divine died. Even if their Level dropped to 1, the Divine Status would still exist.

However, the power within the Divine Status was now at an extremely low level, incomparable to their peak.

Lide wasn't too concerned about this; as long as the Divine Status and Divine Bodies were intact, that was what mattered.

With a wave of his hand, a giant Mage's Hand appeared, and three of its fingers transformed into chains, binding the Divine Bodies together.

Looking at the scene, Lide smiled in satisfaction.

He had just broken through, and his foundation was not yet stable; he couldn't absorb more Divine Power to break through again in the short term. But these three Divine Bodies could be used to cultivate top-notch combat power.

These were the bodies of Divines, and the Divine Power they contained could bring an immense boost to any of his subordinates who devoured it.

Lide even had confidence that he could create three new Legendaries... and their Divine Statuses could also cultivate several powerful Subordinate Gods.

The gifts the God of Half-body had given him this time were unbelievably lavish.

With this single effort, his ultimate combat power would increase once more.

With five Legendaries in his hands, wouldn't he be able to stride across the southern provinces at his leisure?

Crack~

Just as Lide had finished, the space began to tremble slowly, with visible cracks appearing around, clearly about to collapse.

Lide glanced around regretfully; this was a corner of the Half-body God's Divine Country. If given enough time, perhaps he could've invaded the opponent's Divine Country for more spoils.

But now, with the fall of the Half-body God, this piece of the Divine Country was losing its support and on the brink of collapse—there was no time left.

Shaking his head, he no longer lingered. Even if there were treasures, he couldn't stay; one must live to spend their earnings, and a Planar collapse was no joke, not even a Demigod could necessarily withstand it.

After scanning the surroundings one last time to ensure no treasures were left behind, his mind settled down.

Seeing the cracks in the void growing larger, he waved his hand, shattering the space in front of him, and his form disappeared from this Plane.

A few breaths after Lide left, the Plane cracked directly, the fragments of space whirling about like a Category 12 hurricane, even the surrounding Dimension Planes were battered and perforated.

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Underworld, Liusi City.

The Half-Elf higher-ups watched as Lide's figure was dragged into the Divine Country by the Half-body God, all showing ecstatic expressions.

It's done.

That was their first thought.

These Half-Elf higher-ups saw victory in this war the moment Lide disappeared.

Surrounded and killed by three powerful Divines, that damned God of Twilight, no matter how capable, was surely doomed.

"The God of Twilight has been dragged into His Majesty Kaplotz's Divine Country!! The Half-Elves will be eternal!"

"Praise to you, Our Mighty Excellency!"

"Quick, charge with me!! Those damned heretics and lowly Vampires can only kneel before the Half-Elves..."

The Half-Elves, who had just been bombarded into submission by Alchemy Bombs, suddenly surged with adrenaline, rallying to advance under the urging of their leaders.

However, the front of Liusi City was still covered in cannon fire, and they struggled to find a way out, becoming extremely agitated.

Meanwhile, two Legendaries ascended directly, leading the Black Beak Giant Eagle Air Force to launch a counterattack.

Originally, Liusi City had only one Legendary and two Transcendents, but since the Half-body God's descent, a significant cost had been spent to nurture a batch of subordinates with formidable power.

One of the current Legendaries was forcefully elevated by the Half-body God.

At this moment, the two Legendary Half-Elves led the charge against Dawn's forces with utter confidence.

In their eyes, the God of Twilight was destined to die, and without him, how could Dawn's powerful army outside the city fare?

Moreover, the Half-body God had commanded them to conquer this army! They certainly did not want to disappoint His Majesty...

Once the news of the God of Twilight's death was sensed by the believers, this army would inevitably collapse on its own.

As for whether the God of Twilight would be killed, they had no doubt whatsoever.

"The enemy is preparing to attack from the air, Dawn Wings prepare!!

Caster Corps prepare!!

Centaur Archers prepare!!"

Looking at the sky darkened by the approaching Black Beak Giant Eagle Army like dark clouds pressing upon the city, the commander of the Dawn Legion immediately issued orders.

The robust centaurs instantly drew their bows, which had been improved more than ten times, and arrows made of Fine Gold and abyssal rare metals glinted with lethal radiance.

Magic Power flashed in the hands of the Bloodline, and one after another, spells began to brew in their hands.

Dawn Knights had already soared upward, and the Magic Crossbows, powered by Magic Power on the backs of the Magic Language Bats, were now unleashing their chilling killing intent.

The 26th Level Legendary Undead Blood Dragon Withered Bone, the 25th Level Legendary Beastman King Kapp, along with the 20th Level Transcendent Frost Giant Dragon Altan, three mighty beings, went straight into the air to meet the enemy.

It is worth mentioning that the Golden Power on Kapp's body was blazing like flames, lifting his entire being.

After reaching Legendary status, even ground forces like the Beastmen had the means to ascend and engage enemies in the air.

"Attack!!"

With a roar that shook heaven and earth, the dark mass of Black Beak Giant Eagles dove straight toward the ranks of the Dawn Legion.

At this moment, the Half-body Mages within Liusi City became like fire extinguishers, and the Half-body Army burst forth from the front, blazing through the section of the wall in flames, creating a path by force,

The morale of the Half-body Army was unprecedentedly high at this moment.

Everyone firmly believed that launching an attack now was merely about reaping honors, and there was no risk of failure.

The great His Majesty had already guided them toward glory!

The Black Beak Giant Eagles collided first with the Magic Language Bats in the aerial battle.

The sharp claws and beaks of the Black Beak Giant Eagles could easily tear through knights' armor and warriors' shields, they were absolute killing machines.

Mounted atop them, the Half-body Sky Cavalry archery skills were exceptional, combining both near and far attacks, their combat power in the air was not to be underestimated.

The only pity was that this time they were facing Dawn Wings, the ace Air Force crafted by Lide.

As the sole anti-air power for Dawn City, Lide's expenditure for this was by no means small.

This time, the ones meeting the Black Beak Giant Eagles head-on were the Magic Language Knights, a troop specifically designed for aerial combat, each Magic Language Bat carried a human Sky Cavalry on its back, and the fixed Magic Crossbows were their strongest weapons.

Over the years, the Magic Crossbow had undergone at least a hundred improvements, and just recently, it was enchanted with magic inscriptions, upgrading it to an advanced form — the Magic Crossbow.

The Magic Crossbow was not only smaller in size but also had more powerful arrow shots, with significantly increased range and precision.

Moreover, thanks to the enhancement by magic, even the downsized bolt could maintain enough destructive power, this provided it with a larger ammunition capacity.

The current Magic Crossbow could continuously shoot forty bolts, doubling the previous capacity of twenty.

It could also fire at a high speed of two bolts per second, emptying the quiver in merely 20 seconds.

When 5,000 Magic Language Knights simultaneously pulled their triggers in the sky, tens of thousands of crossbow bolts furiously shot out every second, creating a scene as shocking as the myths of legend.

Hoo-hoo~ The whistling of the arrows cut through the air like the scream of a demon, their dense number more terrifying than locusts, covering the entire sky.

The Black Beak Giant Eagles, in order to maintain their flying speed, did not wear protective armor over their vital areas like the Magic Language Bats.

Under the barrage of the Magic Crossbows, although they could dodge some bolts with their superb flying skills, there were far too many to avoid completely.

Spurt—

Blood splattered and feathers scattered.

The first batch of Black Beak Giant Eagles was directly pierced by the arrows, and many bolts passed entirely through their bodies, hitting the second Giant Eagle behind with drops of blood dripping down.

The Black Beak Giant Eagles dropped from the sky like rain, crashing into the ground with a series of dull thuds, feathers and blood mixed with dirt splashing up.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the two leading Half-Elf Legendary figures turned pale.

If they continued their charge like this, half of the Black Beak Giant Eagles would die or be wounded before even getting close.

A Legendary Level aura burst forth from them in an instant, surging with unparalleled, terrifying dignity.

It was as if an 18th-level hurricane had suddenly sprung from nowhere.

The huge presence instantly intimidated the Magic Language Bats, causing significant chaos amongst the Magic Language Knight Corps.

Though the Magic Language Bats were strong, their levels were only between 6 to 9, and there were very few Dawn Bats at Level 10. Facing the Legendary foes more than ten levels higher, they were simply not beings of the same dimension.

They let out terrified roars.

The Black Beak Giant Eagles seized this rare opportunity when the arrows thinned, immediately accelerating their approach.

As both sides were charging toward each other, the flight speed was incredibly fast, and within a few breaths, they collided in the air.

Spurt—

Limbs exploded.

Two Magic Language Bats were even ripped apart by the sharp claws of the Giant Eagles, and conversely, after the close approach, the killing power of the Magic Crossbows was greatly enhanced.

The melee fight between the two sides was unspeakably brutal.

The two riders atop the Black Beak Giant Eagles, who were Half-Elf Legends, mercilessly slaughtered the Magic Language Knights, each attack sweeping away and killing more than a dozen robust Magic Language Bats.

Also, because the Air Forces in the sky were quickly entangled in the battle, the Centaur Archers below could not make much of a mark, as the battlefield was too chaotic and random shots could potentially hurt allies.

Led by the Legendary Half-Elves, the Black Beak Giant Eagles managed to gain an advantage in the moment of collision, causing substantial casualties amongst the Magic Language Bats.

But their fortune was quickly ended as Kapp and Lord Withered Bones finally joined the battlefield.

Lord Withered Bones began to shriek loudly.

"Damn these lowly lives, taste Lord Withered Bones' Dragon Breath!"

"These disgusting beings feasting on worm excrement, you all should be conquered by Lord Withered Bones..."

"Ga-ga-ga~ Fear, scream, tremble..."

"Foolish Half-Elves, to make an enemy of the great Dragon of Destruction was the most idiotic decision your useless brains could make..."

In an instant, the loud cries of Lord Withered Bones attracted the attention of many Half-Elves, and if it were not for the terrifying Legendary aura that emanated from him, many would have probably swarmed him to severely punish this insolent Bone Dragon.

With Legendary and Transcendent support, the Magic Language Knights' attacks immediately turned fierce, unleashing the Magic Crossbows in their hands in a relentless barrage, spraying both blood and feathers.

The battle between the two sides heated up in the moment of clashing, with dozens of Black Beak Giant Eagles and Magic Language Bats plummeting from the sky every second.

However, due to the excessively hazardous battle above and frequent attacks from swarms of Black Beak Giant Eagles, the siege engines below were forced to halt firing and began to scatter and relocate.

It was during these brief moments that the enraged Half-body Army, which had been smoldering with fury inside the city, finally burst forth from the city gates in a fierce charge.

Four Transcendent individuals led the front, with the Half-body Army behind them exuding a deadly aura.

The more brutal melee combat was about to begin.

All Half-Elves held steadfast confidence—this war, they must win!

The glory of Kaplotz shone upon them, and the great Half-Elves would rule the entire Underworld!

But just as the Centaur Army in front of the Dawn Army was about to counter-charge, the ferocious Half-body Army suddenly stopped in unison, as if the pause button had been pressed.

Confusion filled the faces that were excited a moment ago, as if they had lost something precious.

Some even threw down their weapons on the battlefield and knelt, tears streaming down their faces, in anticipation of worship.

At this moment, great chaos erupted among the Black Beak Giant Eagles in the sky, with a small portion of the Half-Elves driving a number of the giant eagles to flee amidst such intense combat.

Soon, chaos began to spread through the Half-body Army, and the Black Beak Giant Eagles, once swearing death before surrender, dispersed in a rout.

The ground troops, which had just charged out of the city, madly rushed back.

The rapid change of events left all the commanders of Dawn City somewhat baffled.

What is going on??

Do these Half-Elves have dog brains? Stopping the fight halfway through??

Seeing this scene, Kapp in the sky and Lord Withered Bones sensed the crux of the problem—Lide.

After witnessing the collapse and hasty retreat of two Legendaries, a hint of surprise crossed Kapp's face.

He turned and roared at the army behind him.

"Charge, all forces! The God of Half-Elves has been slain by our Lord!"

Lord Withered Bones also started screaming, hastily pursuing the retreating Black Beak Giant Eagles.

The collapse of the Half-Elves... such a scene could only occur if the entity they relied on faced calamity. Just now, Lide had been ambushed by the God of Half-Elves.

Others might worry about Lide's safety, but Kapp had just experienced the Dignity of the Dark Sovereign and, far from worrying, even took a few seconds to silently mourn the God of Half-Elves—someone facing the Dark Sovereign courted death, and no one else was to blame.

After the collapse of the Half-Elves, the aerial forces of Dawn City directly broke the Black Beak Giant Eagles.

The ground forces, even more so, formed a steel tide, counter-attacking through the gateway where the Half-body Army had emerged from the city walls.

Leading the charge were the Centaur Heavy Armor Warriors—heavy-armored Centaurs who were like steel fortresses, utterly unshakable.

Hooves trampled encampments, shattering the ground.

With flames as their backdrop, the army of Dawn City was like the Death Knights come to claim souls in the night, extremely terrifying.

Chaos, unprecedented chaos.

Liusi City, the great city that had stood for countless years, had never before fallen to an invasion.

But today, this city was about to be crushed by an army from the surface.

It was to be conquered by new masters!

Yet this was not the most despairing thing for the Half-Elves, the most despairing thing was... they sensed that His Excellency Kaplotz, the great God of the Half-Elves... had fallen.

Their faith, their reliance, their spiritual pillar, the Divine they had leaned on for support, had just now, lost all signs of life.

There is a special connection between believers and the Divine, and though the Divine may not heed their prayers on ordinary days, believers can still sense the existence of the object of their prayers.

But now, that feeling was empty, gone, and even the deep believers sensed the fear and despair of the God of Half-Elves before his fall, emotions that made these devout believers feel as though they were at the scene themselves.

One believer might still be mistaken, but when they saw their companions beside them showing the same expressions as themselves, they were immediately engulfed by despair.

Fear spread like a plague.

The upper echelons of the Half-Elves were now almost crazily pouring into the Half-Elf temple.

Everyone entered the temple with their last hopes, hoping to see the figure that had always given them peace of mind still present, but every Half-Elf who stepped into the temple was disappointed.

There was nothing, absolutely nothing; the high seat of the Divine was empty, and even the aura of faith within the temple was dissipating...

It's over... it's all over now.

All the Half-Elf high-ranking officials looked blankly, their inner helplessness and panic left them not even knowing what to do next.

"Why is this happening? Hadn't His Excellency arranged for three Dwarf Gods to ambush the God of Twilight?!"

"The aura of His Excellency has scattered... Oh Creator God, this must be fake!!"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe that His Excellency has fallen, this must be the despicable trick of the God of Twilight!!"

As these Half-Elves, like frightened chicks, raged with indignant roars, footsteps taptapped, growing closer from a distance.

The only two remaining Legendary Half-Elves entered the temple.

The panic-stricken high-ranking Half-Elves all turned their gazes toward the leading old Half-Elf.

This venerable Legendary had led the Half-Elves for decades without a single mistake.

Now, at the final moment, they placed all their hopes on him.

The old Half-Elf took a deep breath as he faced everyone's expectant gazes, his wrinkled face calm, but the turmoil inside him was more exaggerated than anyone else's.

For he clearly felt his own power dissipating, yes, the power of the Legendary was rapidly declining and before long, he was afraid he would fall to the Transcendent level...

All he had was a gift from the God of Half-Elves, and now, with the death of the Half-Elf God, that gift would naturally disappear as well.

But the old Half-Elf knew that everyone could panic, but he could not, for he was now everyone's hope.

There was no so-called retreat. If they didn't make an absolute move, the Half-Elves might be destroyed along with the fall of Liusi City.

After steadying his spirit, the old Half-Elf, under the watchful eyes of everyone, walked straight up to the divine seat where the God of Half-Elves used to sit, then turned to face everyone.

Though he tried to hide it, his voice still trembled slightly.

"My people, His Excellency may have encountered a crisis, but we Half-Elves, will never concede like this!!"

This forceful statement stabilized the morale of those nearly on the verge of collapse below.

"The Half-Elves are the finest race and kings of the Underworld! No one can change this fact!

Even though we have been defeated this time, we will eventually reforge the broken sword and reclaim our glory."

His tone was resolute and filled with determination and fearlessness.

At this moment, the old Half-Elf has assumed the role of a savior.

"We cannot fall here, nor can we sit idly by and wait for death... We must leave behind the ember of hope, sow the seeds for a future comeback!

Everyone, heed my command!"

The panicked Half-Elves below were immediately subdued by the old Half-Elf's voice, barely suppressing their fear of losing support, their hearts still despairing but not as hopeless as before.

"Immediately lead your subordinates to break out. Those hidden underground passages will now be used, the more who escape, the more seeds of hope we'll have.

The Half-Elves will not be extinct,

After you leave, hide in those borderlands.

The Underworld is so vast, not even the God of Twilight with his overwhelming abilities can search every corner.

Just wait for the time, pass on our race, and one day, the Half-Elves will reign over the Underworld again!!"

The Half-Elf leaders were thoroughly ignited by these words.

They roared like madmen,

"Yes, we absolutely can't be destroyed, we still have a future!!"

"The Half-Elves will be immortal!!"

"We will return, all of this will be ours again!"

Their tones were filled with hysteria, voices remarkably exaggerated, as if trying to vent their inner panic and unease.

But just then, an indifferent voice made all the Half-Elves as if choked, their roars and outcries forcibly stifled.

"Who gave you the delusion that the Half-Elves have a future?"

The ancient blasphemous language was wicked to the extreme, echoing within the temple with soul-shaking pressure.

Accompanying it was a dreadfully imposing divine dignity.

Like a mountain collapsing from the ninth heaven, shaking all directions, crushing everything beneath.

All the Half-Elves trembled and, filled with boundless fear, turned to face the mysterious existence that appeared in mid-air.

Although the figure was the epitome of handsomeness, to the Half-Elves, he appeared a billion times more terrifying than any demon.

The old Half-Elf standing before the divine throne felt his heart sink, feeling as if he could no longer breathe.

"The God of Twilight... Your Majesty?" His tone was imbued with unavoidable fear, as hoarse as if he had not drunk water for more than ten days in a desert.

Lide looked down from on high with an indifferent expression.

"The Half-Elf God?"

The corner of his mouth curved in a playful arc, and with a wave of his hand, under the watch of all, three lifelike bodies held by the transforming Mage's Hand were now unveiled to all without cover.

The Mage's Hand floated slowly to the center of the temple, then dissipated abruptly.

Thud~ Thud~ Thud~

Three muffled sounds in succession, as three divine bodies were tossed onto the ground like dead dogs.

The Half-Elves chilled to the bone upon seeing the bodies on the ground, as among them were two Gray Dwarves divinities, and one exceptionally familiar figure—the Half-Elf God.

Unending fear devoured their hearts.

If sensing the fall of the Half-Elf God they still retained one in ten million chance of luck, thinking it might be an illusion, that the Half-Elf God might return,

But now, all fantasies and unrealistic dreams were shattered.

The bodies lying before their eyes were their eternal faith, the only deity of the Half-Elves, their greatest reliance.

Now, the dream was broken.

Reality was like a vicious slap on the faces of the Half-Elves.

"How is this possible... No, no, it must be fake!! How could the majestic Your Majesty fall?! And the God of Grey Dwarves beside?!

Three gods have fallen here? How could it be true? Damn heretic!!! It must be you deceiving us, it must be you!!

Hahaha, the great god watches over me, he cannot simply die, impossible, impossible..."

A fanatic believer of the Half-Elf God, upon seeing the divine body, couldn't withstand the shock and descended into chaos, going mad.

But at this moment, no one cared about the crazed believer, many Half-Elves now completely limp on the ground, looking up at Lide in the sky, radiating glorious divine power, unable to muster any will to resist.

Despair had consumed them.

Even the strong-willed old Half-Elf was staggering, the appearance of the Half-Elf God's divine body shattering the remnants of his will.

His original Legendary realm instantly dropped to Transcendent, and another Legendary by his side similarly followed suit...

Lide's eyes remained calm.

The celestial authority he exuded was like the sweeping of the Milky Way, pressuring everyone until they couldn't breathe.

Under successive blows, these high-ranking Half-Elves had completely lost their fighting spirit, sitting numbly and unfocused, staring at the three bodies in the center of the temple.

No one spoke, no one called out, creating an uncannily dead atmosphere.

Seeing this, Lide did not say much else. When the Half-Elf God fell, everything was predetermined.

After a brief contemplation, he flashed in form, appearing directly in front of the divine throne.

The old Half-Elf trembled as Lide approached but dared not make any movement. This devil had just killed the god of his faith... like a thorn in his side.

But Lide had no hesitations, directly seating himself on the divine throne, looking down upon all beings from an even higher position.

"I declare.

From this moment forth, the Half-Elves and Liusi City fall under the rule of the Twilight Sect,

The Underworld, I am the sovereign.

Who agrees, who opposes?"

The Half-Elves below fell silent... All knew the era of the Half-Elves was over.

From today on, the God of Twilight would become the sole ruler of this land."