King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 202 - 202 197 Siege of the Dark Races

Chapter 202: Chapter 197 Siege of the Dark Races Chapter 202: Chapter 197 Siege of the Dark Races “Flap! Flap! Flap!” Just as the golden Demon Hunter Knight was about to finish off these nearly spent Blood Clansmen, the sounds of dense wings flapping resonated and quickly amplified.

The Demon Hunter Knight swiftly turned around, looking to where the sound came from. Above the cityscape of Valiant, a massive dark cloud was swiftly approaching.

Underneath the sky, the silvery moonlight that originally scattered across the earth fell onto the dark cloud and disappeared. Even the surrounding moonlight twisted and vanished into it — this dark cloud was swallowing the moonlight.

Underneath this dark cloud, there was no longer any brightness on the earth, plunging into complete darkness, a dead silence. The places where the dark cloud hovered were barren and lifeless.

Just as this dark cloud was about to invade Valiant, on the city walls of the Baiye Kingdom’s greatest commercial city, feeble spirit lights sequentially rose. They were the array patterns of defensive magic arrays etched into the city wall.

“Hum!” A screen of light rose from the city wall encircling Valiant, quickly transforming into a spiritual light shield that covered the whole city, keeping the dark cloud outside the city wall.

“Boring! What meaning does this defense have for me?” A lazy hum emerged from the dark cloud, followed by countless surges of blood qi within the dark cloud, which transformed into a giant hand and slapped towards the shield that covered the whole city.

“Marquis Andrei, this is human territory, if you don’t wish to perish here, leave!”

Before the blood-colored giant hand could land, countless white lights appeared in the sky, consolidating into a giant hand of holy light that met it head-on.

“Boom!” The two hands collided, their repelling properties causing annihilation reactions mid-air. An intense explosion occurred, a ferocious shockwave sweeping across the wilderness outside Valiant, destroying and snapping countless plants and trees.

“Red-clothed Grand Archbishop, Felix!”

With the words from within the dark cloud, in front of the “dark cloud,” a white-haired elderly man in a red robe, holding a magic staff, slowly stepped forward. Behind him was the light curtain formed by the defensive array of Valiant.

“Hide obediently inside your temple, I’m not looking for trouble with you! Don’t block my way.”

The “cloud” suddenly started boiling up like boiling water, “Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!” the dense sound of bats echoed throughout Valiant, causing countless ordinary citizens to tremble under their blankets, praying for divine protection and that the city’s powerhouses could protect them.

This mass was not a cloud at all; it was a horrifying swarm of bats numbering in the millions. This was what transformation into bats looked like for a Soul Intent Level Blood Clan Marquis.

Thousands of bats flew out and then quickly gathered together, condensing into a handsome middle-aged man in a black suit, holding a short cane, with a gloomy countenance.

“Soul Intent of the third tier, with only six Soul Rings, you are no match for me.” Blood Clan Marquis Andrei looked at the man in the red robe with contempt in his sight. Behind him, fifteen blood-colored Soul Intent Rings appeared and disappeared intermittedly, emitting an aura of darkness and blood.

“Relying on this city protection array, holding you off and staying firm until other cities’ Red-clothed Grand Archbishops hurry over is not a problem at all.” The contemptuous words of the Blood Clan Marquis didn’t provoke Felix, the Red-clothed Grand Archbishop. His face was calm as he stated a fact.

“The longer I hold you off, the more Red-clothed Grand Archbishops will be able to be teleported here for support. Then it will truly be your time to fall.

I don’t understand, who granted you the courage to attack a city guarded by a Red-clothed Grand Archbishop?”

“Who told you that just I, the Blood Clan’s Marquis, came today?” The Blood Clan Marquis standing amidst the astounding number of bats laughed lowly, “We value the Demon Hunter Knights more than you can imagine!”

“Flap! Flap! Flap…” From the other three directions of Valiant, the concentrated sound of wings flapping traveled over. Three groups of bats, their numbers not any less than the present Blood Clan Marquis, approached and formed an encircling formation. Outside the shield, bats filled the sky.

Thinking of moving against the not-yet-grown Demon Hunter Knight were not just one Blood Clan Marquis, but four. Right now, all of them had appeared and surrounded Valiant.

“Four Blood Clan Marquises!” The face of the Red-clothed Grand Archbishop immediately darkened, “In the vicinity of the Baiye Kingdom, how could there be so many high-ranking Blood Clan?”

“Oh! In the Baiye Kingdom, I’m the only Marquis from the Blood Clan. But after receiving the news of the appearance of the Demon Hunter Knight yesterday, I reported to a Prince, who then dispatched three Marquises to assist me in killing this arrogant Demon Hunter Knight.”

“Howl!” “Howl!” “Howl!” “Howl!”

Just at this moment, four long and lofty wolf howls echoed through the night sky, followed by countless wolf roars. But none were as clear as the first four howls.

Hearing these dense wolf howls, the patriarch of the Red-clothed Grand Archbishop turned gloomy, ready to drip water.

On the ground, four massive wolves with fur either silver or black rushed from four directions towards Valiant, followed by a dense, tide-like wolf pack.

In the end, four giant wolves over twenty meters long led the wolf pack and halted outside Valiant’s city wall.

Under the gaze of the Red-clothed Grand Archbishop, a giant wolf stomping on thirteen Soul Intent Rings walked mid-air. The enormous wolf body quickly shrank, turning into an upright werewolf form once it reached a certain size.

“Old man, do you open the defense yourself and obediently step aside or should I tear you apart and break through this membrane?” Even in werewolf form, the more than four-meter-tall Soul Intent werewolf looked at the Red-clothed Grand Archbishop with a cruel smile, displaying absolute savagery.

“Eight Soul Intents, just to deal with a Gold Rank Demon Hunter Knight.” A hint of mockery appeared on the face of the Red-clothed Grand Archbishop, “How much do you fear our Human Race’s Demon Hunter Knights.”

“Fear the Demon Hunter Knights?” Hearing the words from the Red-clothed Grand Archbishop, the grey-haired Soul Intent werewolf bellowed in laughter, “Don’t make me laugh, it’s just a declined heritage. I just obeyed the elders’ orders and came to this destitute duchy, I want to see for myself what this Demon Hunter Knight really is that scares those old fellows.”

“Tsk, a brainless fool full of muscles.” Hearing the boastful words of this Soul Intent werewolf, Marquis Andrei retorted sarcastically. Although the history of the werewolves was as ancient as their Blood Clan, their way of recording history was very rough, far less detailed than the Blood Clansmen.

“What did you say…” Just as the Soul Intent black-furred werewolf turned his head to glare at Marquis Andrei, eight fireballs over ten meters in diameter suddenly smashed onto the eight Dark Soul Intent Levels encircling the city.

“All of you get away, this city is guarded by me, Kaslana, today. Whoever dares to attack will die!”