The Qianji Fire, with its immense destructive power, swiftly set the castle ablaze, and the apprentices of the mage inside were thrown into a panic, fleeing for their lives.
As the Qianji Fire raged on, it did not spare those people; it was following its master's command: kill, kill, kill!
Those people never imagined that one day they would die—they were so arrogant, believing that mages were the most powerful force in their nation, hadn't the vampires become their slaves?
For thousands of years, mages had occupied the highest status in this nation, anyone wielding a Magical Treasure and chanting magic curses held a lofty position in this country.
Led by their noble status, they lived a life of opulence, engaged in inhumane deeds, committing all conceivable sins, yet they believed this was their right, their entitled way; they saw the slaves as disposable, existing only for the sake of their noble selves.
