When the surrounding vampires attacked, Cold Night did not resist at all. Instead, he fell to the ground in a sprawled-out position, allowing the vampires' anger-fueled attacks to repeatedly land on him until he completely vanished in death.
With the fall of Cold Night, the assembly of vampires felt somewhat unsatisfied, glancing back at the scene.
At this moment, the other werewolves either lay dead or had fled. Those who remained merely those who had been grievously wounded and had lost their ability to resist; they were captured by the vampires and bound up as prisoners.
After the battle, the vampire group quickly cleaned up the battlefield, gathering once again beside Lin Xue.
"This way..."
Lin Xue took out a new map, glanced at the arrow direction on it, and led the vampire army in that direction.
This bloody battle came and went quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the scene was empty of people.
