Chapter 432

Inspire: Morale +20%

Wind Cloud Step: Movement Speed +20%, Terrain Adaptability +10%

Zhao Chi controlled Qi Yue's body, pointed at Zhou Qian's force of fifty, and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Female craftsmen, each of you find one to hold down. The female militia follow me to surround and attack the enemy hero on the other side. Kill him fast!"

"Understood!!"

The women, who had just been buffed with Inspire, were riding high on morale and their shouts were even louder.

At the same time, their speed suddenly shot up by a large margin.

Zhou Qian gave a cold snort. "Kill him fast? With you lot of human women? In your dreams! Charge too! Cut them down, suck their blood and eat their flesh!"

"Suck blood! Eat flesh!"

Fifty vampire warriors charged out as well.

Facing those sixty beautiful human women, they felt immense confidence within.

Although the taste of human blood was more or less the same,

every time they sucked blood from a beauty's neck, it always seemed a little sweeter.

But this feeling was limited to male vampire warriors.

Female vampire warriors naturally found handsome men's blood sweeter.

Zhou Qian's face was deathly pale.

This was his original skin color.

He was a vampire hero, and in this dark night he could also receive a buff.

Vampires all had excellent dark vision and dynamic vision.

In a completely dark environment, enemies couldn't see clearly, but they could.

But unfortunately, there were too many torches in Zhao Chi's territory, and they were too bright — he couldn't put them all out.

Otherwise, in pitch darkness, it really would have been the vampires' world.

The two sides quickly closed in.

The women, with iron shields and iron sabers, each entangled one vampire.

The task Zhao Chi had given them was to hold them down, but in a one-on-one duel, what was there to hold down?

Wouldn't just cutting the opponent to death do?

These female craftsmen had not the slightest self-awareness as a production class.

All of them were screaming and hacking away madly.

They were not like Tang Ruan's team in the center, who held a great disadvantage.

They held the advantage.

With the advantage, what was there for this old lady to fear?

Chop chop chop!

Zhao Chi gave the order as well: "Use all your combat arts, kill them as fast as possible!"

With those words, things were easy to say.

Those female craftsmen seemed to have had the shackles on their hearts removed.

Red light flared on the iron sabers in their hands.

"Combat Art — Continuous Dance!"

"Combat Art — Continuous Dance!"

"Combat Art — Continuous Dance!"

These women's morale hit the ceiling, screaming as they slashed and hacked wildly!

Clanging and banging sounds rang out everywhere.

The vampire warriors were hacked into utter astonishment.

"Damned bitches!"

"Tch! It's just combat arts, right? I can do it too — Straight Thrust!"

"Combat Art — Straight Thrust!"

"Taste this — Straight Thrust!"

Red light likewise burst from the vampire warriors' short swords.

They stabbed straight at the women's leather armor.

Another round of shrieks and screams.

But these women were different from Tang Ruan's team.

Because they only needed to deal with the enemy right in front of them.

The pain in their bodies, combined with their fearless, utterly unafraid hearts, naturally gave rise to rage.

An enraged woman — now that was truly badass.

"Ahhhh, that hurts!"

"You dare stab me?"

"I'll cut you to death, cut you to death!"

"My chest! Where are you aiming? I'll take your life!"

These women were not real soldiers, but their base stats were excellent.

Even fighting vampires in the dark of night, they were not outmatched in stats.

Their only disadvantage was level, and combat class skills.

But...

They were fighting hard enough.

"It hurts me to death!"

"Yahyahyahyahyahyah!"

"Chopchopchop, chopchopchop!"

"Ah!!!!"

These women had blood holes all over their bodies, and specks of blood spattered on their cheeks as well.

Their faces twisted in pain.

But...

They all fought like they were going down together in mutual destruction.

After all, even Tang Ruan's team, at a tremendous disadvantage, had no one retreating, so the women here, with their favorable one-on-one environment, naturally fought with wild ferocity.

The vampires hesitated.

Vampires were an intelligent race as well.

Intelligent races usually had morale, and emotions.

Facing women like these, even if their levels and skills gave them the advantage, but...

They were afraid too...

Those women's morale was extremely high.

But but but as they took injuries, their morale would also drop.

But at the same time their fury rose.

And the vampires' original morale was also fairly high, but facing opponents like this who didn't care about their lives, they simply couldn't maintain it.

"He... he damn it."

"These women have gone mad."

"My armor's durability is gone, switching out."

"Switch your mom, I just beat this one to heavy wounds, I'm going to suck blood to recover."

"Holy shit, look at this, how is this woman still swinging her blade after being wounded like that?"

"Lord Zhou Qian, how do we fight?"

"Zhou Qian... my lord?"

The vampire soldiers looked in surprise to the side and found Zhou Qian running.

Like Tang Ruan in the middle, a lot of people were chasing after Zhou Qian as well, only the number was just over ten.

But Zhou Qian clearly wasn't stalling for time.