I Became The Vampire Progenitor
Chapter 208-2: A Giant Beast Cast in Bronze (Part 2)

“Take off. We're heading to Giant Valley.”

Turning around, Li De looked at the eager eyes of his second-generation Bloodline Descendants. “Harrison, Emi, you two head back first. Dylon, I’ll teach you later how to cultivate Dawn Bats.”

“Yes, Patriarch.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Once Li De had given his instructions, Castro suddenly kicked off the ground with both legs. Crack! The bluestone pavement beneath fractured like a spiderweb under the force of his leap. Harnessing that tremendous power, his mighty bat wings beat downward.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

A whirlwind erupted.

The small bats hovering in the sky scattered like frightened birds, unable to withstand the pressure of the bat king’s overwhelming presence.

Whoooosh.

They rose into the air.

Everything on the ground grew smaller and smaller.

Even within Dawn City, Castro’s enormous form was clearly visible.

The citizens of Dawn City cried out in astonishment. Although Whispering Bats were a common sight in the city, they had never seen one of such immense size before.

Still, most of the residents remained quite calm. After all, they were used to seeing Cyclopes, Bloodline Descendants, even undead. There was a Necromancer standing right in the central plaza, what’s one big Whispering Bat compared to that?

So ignorant, they thought of the panicked newcomers.

Soaring into the sky, Castro stretched his wings wide and cut through the air, his valiant posture the epitome of cool.

Halfway through his ascent, a Magic Shield suddenly rose from Castro’s back, enveloping Li De in a protective dome.

Seeing this, Li De blinked in surprise, he hadn’t cast any spells. Then he remembered: his mount, which could no longer even be called a mere magical beast, had inherited his spells.

These days, even mounts could cast magic. What was a mage even needed for anymore? Li De chuckled to himself, thoroughly satisfied.

Castro had not only perfectly inherited the fused bloodline of the Bronze Cyclops and the Vampire Progenitor, but the system had even activated the potential of this new bloodline.

Li De believed that even in a direct fight with a dragon of the same tier, Castro wouldn’t be at much of a disadvantage.

A bronze behemoth with magic and higher intelligence, what a terrifying combination.

Whooosh! 

Castro’s wings, adorned with dark red patterns, flapped mightily as he soared like a demon rising from the Abyss, gliding above the mountains with absolute freedom.

Li De, for the first time in ages, relished the thrill of flying on a mount.

Though Whispering Bats had been decent mounts, they couldn’t compare to Castro. It was like comparing a ten-million-dollar passenger jet to a one-billion-dollar one, completely different in every way.

“Let’s go, on to Giant Valley!”

Following Li De’s command, Castro became even more excited. His speed surged sharply, shooting toward Giant Valley like a bullet.

Li De estimated that Castro’s top flying speed might exceed 700 kilometers per hour, easily rivaling Earth’s commercial jets.

The only issue? He was just too conspicuous, too flashy.

Castro’s domineering form might even outshine that of a dragon.

No matter where they flew, they’d be spotted instantly. Li De was now seriously considering making a few more to gather a full squad of nine.

Giant Valley.

Kosso, standing seven blades tall, carried a massive iron shovel as he walked out of a mineshaft. His enormous feet pounded the ground so heavily that the tunnel shook, leaving observers worried the freshly-dug shaft might collapse again.

But the Bronze Cyclops paid it no mind. Tunnel collapses were commonplace to him by now.

His large basket was already filled to the brim with ore, his harvest for the day.

This powerful Bronze Cyclops was quite satisfied with his current life. Because of his high work efficiency, he only needed to work seven or eight sun-hours a day to complete a full workload.

After that, he could clock out. Yes, clock out, a term invented by his great master, Kachar, and one he loved using.

Once off the clock, five Vampires would help him ride a Whispering Bat back to Dawn City, where he’d head straight to the Logistics Team for a hearty meal, one that filled him up completely.

If he came home in a bad mood, he could scold his six cubs or spend time with his several mates.

But his favorite post-dinner activity was going to Dawn Square to study Continental Common Script or listen to ideological education lectures at City Hall.

There was a strange magic to human culture that deeply attracted him, especially the ideological classes, which were said to be personally taught by the great Master Kachar. That made him even more excited to attend.

In those classes, he learned who he was fighting for, and that every citizen should contribute to Dawn City. He felt honored by that.

Kosso had truly fallen in love with this beautiful city.

Here, there was no famine, no sudden monster attacks. He only had to work seven or eight sun-hours a day to earn enough food to fill his belly.

And his job now even allowed him to support all six of his cubs.

Unbelievable! In the Underground World, hunting might not even feed one cub, feeding six would’ve been considered a blessing from the ancestors.

What made him happiest in recent days was the 1000 Gold Pucks Master Kachar had rewarded him for bravery in battle.

He had already used that money to purchase a vast piece of land on the western edge of the city and built his very own estate. He even brought all his kin to live there.

Now, in Dawn City, Kosso had a home. He had made friends among humans and Saintlight Vampires alike.

No one despised or feared him just because he was a Cyclops. These little human folk were his real friends.

Thinking about it, a foolish grin spread across Kosso’s massive face.

This life felt like a dream. He never imagined he could one day live such a good life, one where he was never hungry.

And he was full of gratitude for it all.

Because all of it had been granted by his great master, Kachar.

He felt deeply grateful for the decision he had made to surrender that day.

Whoooosh.

Just as Kosso stepped out of the mine, ready to drop off his basket of ore and summon the Vampires to take him back to Dawn City, a giant shadow appeared in the sky, descending rapidly.

A bat?

A trace of thought flickered in Kosso’s giant eye.

But the aura he sensed was completely different from a bat. Bats were dark creatures, this massive beast above had a faintly holy presence.

“An unknown magical beast?”

“Alert!!”

Kosso turned his head and roared toward the camp several hundred blades away.

The moment his voice echoed out, the massive beast in the sky with a wingspan of sixteen blades, suddenly dove toward him in a high-speed attack.

An enemy!

Kosso sensed the hostility in the beast’s aura. His giant eye flew open, and he roared into the sky with his enormous maw.

“ROAR~”

The furious cry was more violent than thunder.

He dropped his basket of ore. 

BOOM BOOM BOOM! 

The entire ground trembled.

The enormous iron shovel in his hand became a weapon in the hands of the Bronze Cyclops.

“No one can damage Master Kachar’s property!!”

Kosso bellowed at the mysterious giant beast. This was the land of Master Kachar.

He had to protect it.

No one—no matter who—would make him back down.

A Cyclops fights for Dawn City, never backing down!