This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 675, Section 674: The Vampire Clan Has Its Limits
After the flying poop appeared, Eugene also sent out the bat combat squad.

These giant bats can carry a complete combat squad of five to eight people on their backs. Combined with their enormous bodies, they have a great advantage over the Puji in the air.

Even though Will and his team revived repeatedly, all they could do was hold off the bats; they were constantly on the defensive.

However, the cost of raising and contracting these bats is extremely high. Even a duke like Eugene only has less than a hundred of them, and only about forty accompanied him this time.

And its opponent's flight... *whoosh*

Looking at the endless quantity, Eugene couldn't figure out how much this stuff was worth.

So even though the bat army had the upper hand in the sky, Eugene felt no joy at all watching the giant bats that were occasionally killed and fell in the explosions.

Eugene still has two military units at his disposal: one is his own troops, and the other is the elite demonic forces that Dean gave him.

Looking at the battle lines on both sides, they decided to break through one side first as a breakthrough point.

To his subordinates' surprise, Eugene did not choose the seemingly more precarious Fungus Castle position, but instead chose the Dwarf position, which had appeared to be an impregnable fortress from the very beginning of the war.

Eugene's generals saw an opportunity at the Fungus Fortress, but Eugene saw a risk.

The fighting methods displayed by these northern tribes using the Puji were too novel, so novel that there was no reliable strategy to deal with them; they could only respond by reacting to each move as it came.

Although they seem to have the upper hand now, the sheer number of Puji gives these tribesmen a huge buffer and time to stall, and who knows what other tricks they might pull next.

In comparison, the dwarves' position was more fortified, their warriors were stronger, and they had a powerful figure like Bardol, who was no less capable than Eugene himself, stationed there.

But Eugene was well aware of their overall strength.

Ultimately, a force of only a few thousand dwarven reinforcements, no matter how sturdy their makeshift fortifications, could never rival the real dwarven castles in the mountains.

By holding off Bardot and adding the demonic troops to the attack on the dwarven positions, he could quickly defeat this dwarven reinforcement.

After making some contingency plans, Eugene handed over command to his two adjutants and led the elite of the demon race into the battlefield.

With Eugene's arrival, the previously stable dwarven position suddenly became precarious.

Under the cover of the heavily armored horned demons, the elite demons, relying on their unique abilities, quickly tore open gaps in the dwarven defenses.

Even with General Duvalin's best efforts in commanding, defeat was inevitable.

Bardot saw this and was anxious, but Eugene held him tightly and he couldn't break free.

During a lull in the fighting, Bardo looked back at the Fungus Fortress position, where the situation wasn't much better; they had already been pushed back to the stone walls.

"Damn it! What happened to the backup plan that the vampire mentioned?!"

……

On the other side, the little pig finally appeared in everyone's sight.

She stood atop the stone wall, gazing at the dwarf positions locked in fierce fighting, her expression one of surprise.

"Even after showing such weakness, they still chose to defeat those dwarves first... It seems that someone who can become a duke must have some ability."

The leader wanted wounded dwarves, not dead ones.

Therefore, the little pig couldn't just stand by and watch the dwarfs get wiped out.

Some of the supplies originally intended for Eugene's elite troops could only be used on the surrounding soldiers for the time being.

Of course, there's also what she's always been thinking about...

"Luisa!" With a call, Yvette descended from the sky on a giant bat, stopping in mid-air at the same level as the city wall.

"Sister Louisa, why are you here? Weren't you supposed to be in the human realm searching for the Holy Scriptures?"

"Elder sister, Lady Eleanor is very angry with you. Don't make any more mistakes. It's not too late to come back with me and apologize. I'll try my best to speak up for you!"

Yvette looked concerned and spoke sincerely, as if she really wanted to persuade Louisa to change her mind.

The little pig listened to her explanation with interest, but remained unmoved. "Speak up for me? Does it mean that after the failure of Operation East Garden, you secretly reported to Eleanor and shifted all the blame onto me? Or does it mean that when capturing the fugitive, you used a traitor to intercept the intelligence I found and arrested the person yourself first?"

"This……"

Yvette scratched her cheek a little embarrassedly, and when she looked up at him again, her feigned concern vanished, replaced by a mocking smile.

"Really... you knew all along?"

"However, there are only so many promotion spots. If you don't compete or fight for them, you can only wait to rot and decay in place!"

"Big sister, you have a better command ability than me and the other sisters. You are too threatening."

"How can I obtain this precious earldom if I don't get rid of you?"

"I never expected that you wouldn't have died among the humans, and that you'd even become a leader among these tribesmen? That's ridiculous."

“Sister Louisa, these tribes are going to be wiped out anyway. No matter how much you struggle, you'll be stuck at the diamond level for the rest of your life, with no hope for the future.”

"How about you help me out, little sister? Lend me your brain to help me advance further, okay?"

On the battlefield, massive amounts of blood, under Yvette's control, gradually rose and transformed into small blood bats, which flew around and enveloped the two of them.

Yvette herself, carrying a blood crystal spear and stepping on blood bats, slowly walked towards Louisa.

"Poor sister, think back to when I first transformed, you were so powerful and unapproachable, and now?"

"Why not condense a weapon? Even if you can't outmaneuver me, the count, in terms of blood control, at least you can still control your own blood, right?"

"Don't give up, keep struggling, otherwise it will be very boring."

Despite her sarcastic remarks, Yvette's actions didn't falter.

Reaching Louisa, he thrust out the blood spear without hesitation.

Of course, she deliberately avoided Louisa's face and instead stabbed her in the heart, so as not to disfigure her and make sure that even Lady Eleanor wouldn't recognize her if she brought her head back.

However, the spearhead shattered inch by inch a foot from Louisa's chest, turning directly into primal blood that floated around the two of them.

"What?" Shocked, Yvette tried to reassemble the weapon, but felt that all the blood was being pulled away by another powerful blood control ability, making it unusable.

Not only that, even the blood bats flying around exploded one by one, reverting to their most basic form of blood.

Piglet: "What are you standing there for? Can't you still use your own blood?"

Yvette stared intently at Louisa, trying to find a trace of relief on her face.

To her disappointment, Louisa simply watched her with a smirk, as if she were a monkey, clearly indicating that she was the one who had orchestrated it all.

"Impossible! Lady Eleanor clearly didn't give you her blood, how could you possibly have Hall of Fame level strength?"

Facing Yvette, who seemed completely unable to comprehend the current situation, Louisa said slowly:
"you're right."

"There are only so many spots available. If we don't compete and fight for them, when will we ever get a promotion opportunity?"

“Yvette, vampire abilities have limits. I’ve learned one thing from this short life: the more you pursue advancement, the more you’ll be bound by your bloodline power, unless you can transcend the vampire race!”

Yvette: "What...are you saying?"

Louisa suddenly ripped off her cloak, revealing the blood crystal armor beneath.

At the same time, the mimicry faded, and crisscrossing mycelia appeared on the originally clean skin.

"I won't be a vampire, Yvette!"

With a wave of his hand, the little pig sent out blood guards who completely seized control of the blood in the arena, transforming into blood-lined flowers that surrounded Yvette.

The magic crystals on the armor lit up one by one, the barbs piercing deeper. Feeling the power and pain coursing through his body, the little pig casually plucked a few strands of fungus from his face and couldn't help but burst into wild laughter: "Yvette! Take a good look, this... is real power!"

(End of this chapter)