Sword of Autumn Wind

In a world hanging by a thread, where fragile order crumbles under the weight of arrogance, an empire's ambition reignites the catastrophes of a forgotten age. 
Ancient souls, long slumbering, awaken to a realm haunted by echoes of castles and towers, consumed by lust, betrayal, and bloodshed. 
Amid the chaos, mysterious cards—relics of a bygone era—stir with untold power, weaving the threads of magic and fate. 
As the past and present collide, an inevitable doom looms on the horizon, drawing ever closer with each passing moment!

Knights and Magic Wand

After agreeing on the action plan, Leon instructed everyone to pull up their masks. They no longer pretended to be travelers and walked silently into the city gates, which were left unguarded by soldiers.


The street scenes within the city walls appeared just like those of an ordinary day in Kantadar City, with pedestrians and residents coming and going.


If it weren't for knowing that this place was in the south central area of Roslava Territory, surrounded by countless undead, the group would almost think they were still in Ustato Territory.


However, the behavior of the city's inhabitants, who avoided them out of fear due to their cloaked figures with weapons at their waists, reminded them that this area was still under undead occupation.


"It's so strange... Are those vampires planning to build a nation of the living under their rule?" David muttered quietly to himself as he observed the city's residents with surprise.


Chapter 357: Vampire Earl (Part 2)