Chapter 205: The Army

The city was in complete disarray, chaos rippling through its streets as Strigoi emerged in the hundreds, spilling out of the sewers like a tide of death. Zagarath's plan was unfolding perfectly, and destruction reigned supreme.

Alicarde stood amidst the carnage, his gauntlets slick with blood. He had shattered Zagarath's jaw, leaving the Strigoi lord bloodied but far from defeated.

Zagarath chuckled darkly, his mutilated face twisted into a cruel smile.

 "You've grown stronger, but I'm just getting started…"

His form began to ripple and tear, his human façade peeling away to reveal the monstrous figure beneath—a true Strigoi with a deep, jagged scar marring his eye.

He tilted his head back and roared, his voice echoing across the city. "Kill all the humans and bring me the Nexus Key! No matter what!"

The Strigoi, now pouring out from every crevice, roared in unison and surged toward the heart of the city.