My sister is Luna

After Zhang San, twelve more vampire youths came to join the army, and Meng Tian gladly accepted them.

On the training ground, the soldiers stood in neat rows, weapons in hand, their expressions solemn. Among them were thirteen vampires.

“Brother Zhang, we can definitely achieve something to show them,” one of the young men said.

"Hmm." Ever since Li Yi's death struck Zhang San, he has become taciturn.

The others also fell silent, each feeling tense in their own hearts.

At this moment, Ying Zheng, dressed in military attire, walked onto the high platform.

Everyone looked at the king who was leading them into a new future, their eyes filled with reverence.

"Warriors of Xuanyong, you have all seen it! An unknown demon has launched a surprise attack, and our hard-earned homeland will be destroyed in an instant. We are not afraid of war, let us fight to the death to protect it! I will personally lead the charge and stand with you!"

There was no lengthy discourse, but a simple statement stirred everyone's emotions.

Because a storm was brewing in the distance, a storm carrying blood and a dark, lurking threat of destruction that sent chills down their spines.

But Ying Zheng's calm voice instantly changed their uneasy hearts, igniting their fighting spirit and strengthening their resolve to fight to protect their homeland!

A flash of light appeared, and Ying Zheng rose into the air as if a god had descended to earth. A golden sword surrounded him, and he transformed into the sun of day, bringing light.

At the same time, the king's aura was overwhelming, but instead of feeling oppressive, it was a kind of calm and profound, reassuring and reliable feeling.

Their hearts were beating slightly faster, their blood was flowing faster, and the warriors were in a state of excitement. With such a king leading them, what was there to fear?

This is a simple yet ingenious use of Ying Zheng's kingly aura—to boost morale.

"His Majesty looks like...this is...a god!" one of the soldiers shouted excitedly, uttering the most vivid word.

Like water released from a dam, the message spread to all the ranks, and people gained a new impression of the monarch—

god!

This is a day that everyone will never forget.

"His Majesty the Monarch is a god, a great god!" The army erupted in cheers, their adoration growing even stronger.

"God!" Under the radiant sunlight, the soldiers were overwhelmed with excitement. "God" would lead them to victory!

Everything will turn out well, and their faith will grow stronger, for God is with them.

Ying Zheng's face radiated a divine glow, but his eyes were filled with humanity:

Shout my name, warriors!

"Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng...!"

The soldiers shouted, their voices resounding through the sky, incredibly enthusiastic. Holding their weapons high, tens of thousands of soldiers in black armor lined up in the square, a dark mass like a surging tide, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

Morale reached its peak at this moment.

"Ying Zheng's leadership charisma is truly remarkable." Seeing this, Cain in the audience couldn't help but sigh softly.

Even he himself was affected, his fighting spirit soared, and he took the war seriously.

With morale soaring, it was the perfect time to launch an attack. Ying Zheng pointed his longsword at the storm and issued the order:

"All troops—attack!"

At the command, ten thousand people responded and set off in full gear.

"Yes!"

Meng Tian and Bai Qi led their armies in a grand march towards the storm.

Ying Zheng flew at the forefront of the army to intercept the Dark Night Noble at the first moment.

"I'm setting off too." Cain said solemnly, leaving the group to carry out the task Meng Tian had given him alone.

"Taking the initiative will only hasten our demise," the Dark Night Noble said disdainfully, having witnessed everything.

"And yet, someone dares to call himself a god before me! Xuan Yong will surely be destroyed." A hint of resentment and ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the Dark Night Nobleman.

"To slay all the gods and erase all traces of them—that is the meaning of the existence of the entire hell!"

At the eye of the storm, he stirred up the dark clouds, blood continuously flowing from his body, and suddenly blood rained down from the sky.

……

"Everyone, this way, be careful, don't crowd, watch your step..." Jing stood straight to the side, giving instructions efficiently and meticulously.

The lenses form a marker, indicating the direction to go.

The people followed her instructions and flocked to the refuge.

"Sigh, I really want to go to the front lines." Yao sighed, his eyes filled with longing as he looked at the spirited troops over there.

“Do you think only the front line is important? The rear is equally important. Our mission is to protect the homes and families of the soldiers going to the battlefield, so that they can focus on their work without worry. We are their solid shield.” Jing patted Yao’s head and said.

"War is a comprehensive form of devastation, never a game. Stop acting so nonchalant. Your immaturity will only lead to your own suffering sooner or later," Jing said earnestly.

I just don't know if Yao listened to me.

"Alright, stop slacking off and come help." With that, Jing threw herself back into her work.

"Protecting the home...?" Yao was taken aback, but then realized that wasn't so bad, and his resentment lessened considerably.

"Big brother, will you protect us?" a child in the crowd shouted. The sudden war warning and evacuation made him uneasy.

"Of course, haha, I'm very powerful, with me around, no one can hurt a hair on your head!" Yao said with a dashing flourish, twirling his sword.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Many children in the crowd clapped and exclaimed in admiration.

"Young man, we're all counting on you. Thank you for your hard work," the adults in the crowd said.

"Hehe..." Yao enjoyed the feeling of being entrusted with an important task. He scratched his head shyly.

"Hmm, it's raining?" Yao felt a coolness on his cheek, and soon countless raindrops began to fall.

"Why is this rain red?" He looked closely and found that the rain was red, like blood, and he had a bad feeling.

"Watch out!" Jing appeared in front of Yao, the lens almost brushing against his cheek.

"Pfft-"

A sticky sound came from behind him.

Yao turned around instantly and was stunned.

A blood-red monster lay on the ground, writhing like a lump of bloody mud, seemingly trying to get up again.

"The enemy is attacking. Tsk, I didn't expect it to affect our rear as well," Jing said, frowning.

Then he turned to the crowd and said:

"Attention everyone, speed up your evacuation! We will clear a path for you!"

Having said that, her glasses rustled as she entered battle mode.

"Ah!" A scream came from the crowd as a person was swallowed alive by the monster.

At the same time, more and more monsters are appearing.

People then discovered that the blood rain had coalesced into blood-red monsters, wreaking havoc.

"Ah! Ahhh!"

"Monster!!"

The crowd was in chaos.

"Everyone, be careful and don't run around!" Jing shouted as she fought the monster.

Other soldiers are also fighting against the monster.

"Help! Big brother!"

"Save my child!"

Yao was awakened by a shout. It turned out that the child from before had been captured by the monster, and its gaping maw was already on his head.

Yao immediately used the Seven Star Sword Technique to rush forward. The monster behind him stood up again and dragged his feet. He was shocked and angry, and swept his sword horizontally, cutting it in half.

However, when he rushed forward again, the longsword could only be stuck in the head that had already closed its mouth.

The dead monster opened its gaping maw and spat out the child.

Half of the child's body had been bitten off, and blood blurred his vision. The monster's blood mingled with his own, and only his bright eyes stared straight ahead, seemingly looking at Yao. This unforgettable scene was deeply etched into Yao's mind.

"Ugh..." Seeing this bloody scene for the first time, Yao covered his mouth, his stomach churning.

He wanted to go up and help, but a sense of panic crept into his heart. He lost his composure, and a chaotic cacophony enveloped his ears. He hadn't been afraid at all before and was even excited, having even simulated many scenarios in his mind. But when it actually happened, he was at a loss, and nothing went according to the plan he had imagined.

The person died. The person who was alive just moments before died right before his eyes. Yao was in a state of chaos and had not yet recovered from the shock.

He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, as if waking from a dream and returning to reality.

……