Chapter 1339: Battle Against the Demon Race, Unstoppable Momentum

Chapter 1339: Chapter 540: Battle Against the Demon Race, Unstoppable Momentum

Silence.

Soundless.

Except for the ravaging wind, there was nothing else on the battlefield.

The desolate plains were ruins of what had just been a fierce battle.

The heaps of corpses that mounted like hills testified to the brutality of this fight.

Yet, among them stood a man, appearing particularly composed.

His black coat flapped wildly in the wind, accentuating his tall and upright figure.

Beneath his feet lay the soldiers of the Demon Race torn apart by the Soul Devouring Power.

Looking around, not a single person had survived on the entire battlefield.

“Impressive skills, Master!” Richard hurriedly stepped forward, his tone full of admiration, “These mere demons cannot hold a candle to you!”

His gaze held an absolute loyalty to the Monarch.

Alina also approached Zhang Beixing, her exquisite face overflowing with joy.

“Beixing, with you here, I’m not afraid of anything.”

She lightly wrapped her slender jade hand around the man’s arm.

The warmth and firmness of her grip made Zhang Beixing’s lips curve slightly.

“Don’t worry, this world will ultimately bow beneath my feet.”

His voice was not loud, yet it conveyed a majestic force that made hearts tremble.

The sight that greeted him was all territory of the Dark Empire.

[Host, with the Demon Race gone, the situation in the Human Realm is favorable.]

The Persuasion System timely provided an analysis, [Now is a prime opportunity for expansion, and absolutely must not be missed.]

Zhang Beixing nodded in agreement, standing with his hands behind his back.

“Indeed, next, I will capture every major city of humanity.”

“All the way northward, straight to the Imperial Capital!”

His words were vigorous and spirited.

“Wise Master, your subordinate pledges to strive until the utmost!”

Richard bowed once again, swearing allegiance.

Alina also parted her red lips slightly, softly saying: “Beixing, I will always be your strongest support.”

Their eyes met, deep with emotion and devotion.

In this silent world, only each other proved to be the most significant reliance.

“Alright, let’s get ready to set off.”

Zhang Beixing laughed lightly, turning to gaze into the distance.

On the horizon, a faint light of dawn appeared.

It was the hope of dawn, and also the signal of the rise of the Dark Empire.

“Depart!”

With the order given, the Dark Legion began to assemble.

Iron Cavalry like tidal waves, war drums thundered.

A grand expedition commenced.

Wherever they went, not a speck of grass was left.

Invincible, unstoppable.

…

The cold wind howled, disheveling the fringe of Zhang Beixing’s hair.

All that could be seen was desolation.

The ruins and broken walls, the passers-by heartbroken.

Yesterday’s prosperous capital was now engulfed in deathly silence.

The military force of the Dark Empire, was conquering cities with crushing might.

Humanity’s resistance seemed so feeble.

One city after another fell, flags half destroyed.

“Master, West Pass City has been captured by us.”

Richard came before Zhang Beixing, reporting the battle situation.

“The defending troops were unable to withstand and fled the city in droves.”

“Excellent.”

Zhang Beixing’s lips curved into a satisfied smile.

“Continue to advance, ensure to capture the Imperial Capital within three days!”

“As you command!”

Richard accepted the command, full of fighting spirit.

Such momentum in their attack was thrilling.

“Beixing, humans’ morale is so low, it seems victory is assured.”

Alina smiled, her eyes twinkling with ease.

“Of course.”

Zhang Beixing stood with his hands behind his back, his heroic face full of pride.

“Mere ants cannot stop my steps.”

Such boastful claims left people in awe.

[Host, although humans are unable to resist, remain vigilant.]

The Persuasion System spoke again, cautious in tone.

[As far as I know, the Imperial Capital is heavily guarded, with quite advanced defenses.]

[If you attack recklessly, the outcome might be grim.]

“No problem.”

Zhang Beixing was confident, determined to achieve his goals.

“I have a strategy, I will definitely succeed in capturing it!”

Three days later, the heart of humanity—Imperial Capital.

“Report—! The Dark Legion is at the gate, awaiting the Emperor’s decision!”

An Imperial Guard, his face filled with terror, knelt in the great hall of the Imperial Palace.

His voice trembled, nearly incoherent.

“What?!”

The Emperor seated on the throne turned livid, his eyes wide.

His beard stood stiff with anger, almost causing him to faint.

“Unbelievable! A mere Vampire daring to challenge my authority?!”

He struck the throne, immediately rising.

“Someone, send orders, prepare defenses!”

“Never let that demon succeed!”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

The civil and military officials below unanimously responded.

Everyone’s face showed fear, yet they dared not defy the Emperor’s command.

“Also, summon the Crown Prince back to take charge!”

The Emperor spoke again, his expression growing more solemn.

“Such scoundrels cannot be let go easily!”

He grit his teeth, wishing to devour the insolent Vampire alive.

However, as everyone was in a state of panic.

A chilling message suddenly arrived.

“Report—! The city gate has fallen, the enemy has entered the Imperial City!”

Everyone present turned pale with shock.

This… how is this possible…

The mighty Imperial Capital, could it be so easily breached?

“Scoundrels! Guards, protect the Emperor!”

The Emperor panicked, trying to escape in a hurry.

But before he could take a step, the palace door was kicked open.

Boom!

An earth-shattering roar exploded within the palace.

Countless bricks and debris flew everywhere.

Dust billowed, covering the skies.

And within this apocalyptic scene, a tall figure approached slowly.

He was clad in a black robe, standing with hands behind his back.

His steps firm, his gaze fierce.

His surrounding murderous aura surged; Zhang Beixing has arrived!

“Dark Emperor, what… what do you want?”

The Emperor trembled in speech, the sound hoarse and unpleasant.

He held onto the last shred of dignity, yet could not hide the fear in his eyes.

At the same time, the civil and military officials all kneel to the ground.