Secret Realm Ruins.
Just moments ago, the city had been boiling over with a blood mist so thick it seemed it would drown the sunlight, but now it retreated as if the tide had gone out.
The card masters who had been fiercely battling at the exit of the Mysterious Realm felt their morale surge.
Meanwhile, the vampires' complexions changed drastically as they fell back in defeat.
With the decline of the blood mist, exposed to the sunlight, not only did they risk scorching, but their healing abilities were also greatly restricted, and their combat power was suppressed by a huge margin.
At this moment.
Count Nikola, the demigod vampire with a pair of crimson wings fanned out menacingly behind him, looked at the Air Skill Master before him, his body exuding black Gang Air like blazing flames, with an extremely unpleasant expression.
He too perceived the unexpected changes that had occurred over by the blood pool.
But he couldn't manage to go and provide aid.
