The sky was alive with chaos and bloodshed as vampires and cultivators clashed in a large-scale battle. From the sky, they brought the war down to the ground, bringing destruction with them. Spells were fired left and right, reducing buildings to rubble and turning the once-thriving streets into a warzone. The undead, with their rotting flesh and cold eyes, fought alongside the Nagaland soldiers on the ground, their flesh tearing with every blow they took.
"Undead to the barrier,"
As Azazel fought ferociously against the Immortals, the Dark Queen barked an order at her partner in crime. Azazel, with his twisted grin, understood her perfectly, commanding the alpha undead to send a battalion of undead to the energy dome surrounding the castle. The undead, with their decayed bodies and rusted weapons, rushed toward the energy dome, their eyes gleaming with bloodlust.
