Only the Powerful Have the Authority

Upon feeling the red hot air hit his face, Dennis, who had been a daywalker for many years, felt like he had returned to the time when he just became a vampire. At that time, even a single ray of sunlight could make him vanish in a puff of a smoke. When he thought about it, he felt his body grow burning hot!

The opponent's combat strength was a huge problem, and the appearance of the projection of the red sun caused Dennis to lose all interest in a battle. He even became quite apprehensive at the idea of it. If the two sides battled, then the side whose troops' strength was inferior would be completely exterminated!

"No!"

With a fierce howl, the eight enormous bat wings on Dennis' back flapped and raised a bloody squall filled with a fishy smell!