Huh? Are they all real?...

This is something unique and superior that no other sealed artifact possesses.

Moreover, the Earth Ring represents suppression!

It doesn't need to be too effective; as long as it can hold off the Moon King in front of him, then once things settle down outside, Bathory will be the biggest contributor.

They will be the most reliable believers and followers after the Blood Moon returns.

That would be boundless glory and power!

It's so much better than this half-baked state we have now!

Driven by an insatiable yearning for power, and knowing full well that there was no turning back, they fought a desperate battle.

Bathory raised his left hand and shouted:

"You blasphemous and evil impaler, look what I have in my hands!"

The power from the Earth Ring reached its peak at this moment.

The Ring of Earth was a gift from the Dark Lord Sauron to the vampires, but the vampires, unaware of its value, laughed and refused the Dark Lord's gift.

But the vampires knew just how terrifying its power was.

In particular, this Earth Ring has the ability to suppress desires as well as power.

It is said that when Sauron forged this ring, he hoped to use it to suppress mortals' pursuit of desires.

At first, the vampires thought it was just a sedative-like piece of junk, but when they saw humans use this ring to suppress the power of several dragons to the point that they couldn't even get up, they were amazed.

They regretted it, deeply regretted it.

At that moment, Bathory laughed, an exaggerated laugh, because he could clearly feel just how powerful this force was.

Sauron actually said that the true purpose of this ring was to suppress the desires of mortals.

Joke! Lie!

Its true purpose is clearly to suppress the enemy's strength, thereby making it easy for oneself to win.

This is a powerful force second only to uniqueness.

He didn't believe that the king before him could remain completely unaffected.

In this way, even he himself would be able to fight against him.

After all, this is the Bathory family's castle, and he is the head of the Bathory family!

"Hahaha, you lost, Impaler!"

But as he laughed, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because the king in front of him grabbed his arm.

And the powerful and brilliant light of suppression also vanished into thin air.

He tried to break free from the king's grasp, but he couldn't budge an inch; the difference in strength was too great.

He tried to reactivate the Earth Ring, but to no avail; it was as if the Earth Ring was not in his possession.

"How could this be?! How could this be?!"

The next moment, the Earth Ring shone brightly again.

This ignited a spark of hope in Bathory's eyes, but then he became incredulous.

The Earth Ring suppresses only himself!

The first thing to disappear was power. He was an angel, a powerful Sequence Two, who could easily tear the earth apart and destroy fortresses even without using his abilities.

But now, he can't muster any power at all, and all sorts of abilities have simply vanished.

"What did you do? What did you do?!"

Bathory struggled violently as she was questioned in terror.

Next, life disappears. He is immortal, never aging and never dying. His body can remain unchanged forever, and his flesh and blood resist change.

But now his arm is withering away at a visible rate, and his flesh is incredibly shriveling.

"You, you, what have you done?!"

His power vanished, his life vanished, and finally, his consciousness vanished as well.

He began to lose sight of everything in front of him, he could no longer hear the sounds outside, and he could no longer feel his own existence.

I've almost forgotten how to even think.

In the very end, the only thing he could think about was a sentence that came from the darkness:

"How dare you use a ring I made against me?"

In his final moments, Bathory's only thought was one of unprecedented astonishment.

Outside, with a crackling sound, what was once called Bathory had turned into a pile of weathered bones lying on the ground.

The Earth Ring, shimmering with orange-yellow light, returned to the hands of its creator.

Chapter 222 The Time of Reversal (3k)

After glancing at the orange-yellow ring in his hand, Moen put it on.

Then, stepping on the withered bones beneath his feet, he continued upwards.

As Moen made his way toward the spiral tower atop Bathory Castle.

The battle outside has also reached a fever pitch.

The Accardo family's fortress was no less impressive than the Bathory family's, and they even had an advantage over it.

However, there was nothing that Little Alucard could do; he dared not attack the King's Fortress, which was still above him.

Not only because Moen was there, but also because there was another king on the field.

Therefore, Alucard Jr. focused his main efforts on the remaining fleets of the White Dynasty.

The first wave of attacks achieved great success, with a single offensive causing the Pure White Dynasty's holy war army to lose seven or eight warships.

But this seemed to have no effect in the face of the opponent's overwhelming numbers.

The opponent's counterattack came instantly.

The entire Arcado family castle was riddled with craters from the overwhelming barrage of artillery fire.

If it weren't a creation from the Age of Gods, it would probably have quickly disintegrated and fallen during the enemy's counterattack.

Even within his own capital city, Alucard was injured.

The Bathory family somehow located him and, at the start of their counterattack, fired a cursed crossbow bolt used for slaying dragons.

The enormous arrow pierced through all the barriers in an instant, shooting straight towards Little Alucard.

If it weren't for his courtier Neferia pulling him back at the last moment, young Alucard would probably have died right at the start of the war.

Even so, his arm was still cut off.

The severed arm, along with the huge crossbow bolt, hung in the ruins behind them.

It was imbued with a powerful curse, which even the vampires' self-healing abilities struggled to withstand.

As Neferia bandaged up Alucard's wounds, she said:

"Master, you should go to the rear for treatment immediately, otherwise I'm worried you might lose your arm!"

Little Alucard, however, kept his gaze fixed on the real-life image before him and said:

"Bring out 0-013!"

"My lord? That thing is useless on a large battlefield."

"It can cut the world apart, cut me out of here, so that the other party can't find me anywhere again!"

"Also, Neferia, I can't go down. I have to stay here. We're already at a huge disadvantage. If I go down, we'll lose immediately."

Looking at Little Alucard, who wouldn't even glance at him, and the other's severed arm that he couldn't stop bleeding from no matter what he did.

Neferia cried and said:

"Master, if you die here, we have even less chance of winning. Please, go and get treatment first!"

"I know my body; I'm not going to die."

His Majesty asked himself if he could, like his dear friend King Turin, protect everything for Him.

He said he could, so how could he go down there?

As they were talking, another huge tremor came from the Arcado family's castle.

They even saw two new giant crossbow bolts shot into their main city again.

Fortunately, with the score of 0-013 this time, they were indeed unable to pinpoint the location.

"Report the loss."

"My lord, almost a third of our castle has been destroyed, and this is only the beginning! If this continues, we will be completely defeated in just a few minutes!"

"The wounded will be housed deep within the fortress, and the rest will be housed in the same way."

The nobles of Accardo were astonished by this:

"What about defense and counterattack?"

"Leave only the essential personnel in necessary positions, then divide the people who have retreated deep into the fortress into batches and send them out to replace them according to the schedule. Let them arrange the time intervals themselves, but it is essential to ensure that there are always people outside!"

"Our mission is to stall, not to win, and we have no chance of winning."

“Alucard’s castle won’t sink easily, so this will do.”

Given the vast disparity in troop strength, what Accardo Jr. had to do was to do everything in his power to stall for time.

Once that's over, everything will be over!

After a moment of silence, the nobles and courtiers all expressed their agreement.

This is a huge gamble.

Winning means winning everything, losing means losing everything.

There's no reason to be timid and hesitant at this point.

Accardo's tactics worked, and casualties were indeed kept to a minimum.

However, due to the significant reduction in personnel, the external facilities also collapsed further due to the lack of necessary repairs and countermeasures.

This made the nobles sweat profusely as they said:

"Sir, I'm afraid if this continues, we'll run out of everything we can use in less than ten minutes!"

"Then concentrate our men at a few key gun ports to ensure we can keep counterattacking."

The new arrangements had barely been made when new bad news arrived from outside:

"Sir, the Holy War Army is rapidly approaching our left flank; they intend to board us!"

This made Alucard's eyes light up:

"Don't stop them, let them come up!"

The nobles were dumbfounded:

"grown ups?"

Why would we let the enemy in willingly?

“We still have quite a few guards and soldiers, enough to hold them off. Once they come up, the enemy’s firepower will have to be reduced to protect them, otherwise their boarding will be pointless.”

"Yes, my lord."

Little Alucard did everything he could to ensure the soldiers' survival, not just to stall for time, but for the present.

The other side will definitely switch sides!

Because they would soon discover that the weapons of the Age of Gods were difficult to sink.

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With the successful boarding of the jihadist army.