Salute To The General

While Wolfric and the others came to Nathan's camp with a dejected look, on the vampire side, Max also arrived at Gregg's encampment feeling quite embarrassed. Gregg had already known that Max had suffered a defeat at Nathan's hands. He was already overjoyed when he heard the news, but he was even more delighted to learn that Patriarch Herod had sent Max to assist him as his deputy. He was basically floating with happiness internally. The times had changed, hadn't they!

Ever since Max became a vampire, he had been highly regarded by the Patriarch. He was proud, domineering and even caused the death of Prince Lux. Gregg had disliked Max for a long time, but he couldn't make trouble for Max due to the favoritism shown by the Patriarch. Unexpectedly, this time it was Max's turn to be unlucky. Not only did he lose a battle, but he was also assigned to be his deputy. With a chilling smile on his face, Gregg summoned his two deputies, Joshua and Verhand. "Max is coming. Gather all the elite warriors and let them witness the prowess of our Western Road Squadron," he ordered.

"We'll also think of it as a way to show him who's boss, so he knows who the true ruler is among the vampires."

Joshua and Verhand said in unison, "Yes!" Max arrived at Gregg's temporary camp. Hundreds of thousands of vampire armies were already waiting for his arrival. These several hundred thousand vampires were made up of Gregg's Thunder Legion, Joshua's Crimson Legion, and Verhand's Dusk Legion. Each legion was composed of one hundred thousand elite vampire warriors.

Additionally, what surprised Max was... Apart from the three major legions under Gregg's command, there was also the Starfire Legion, consisting of two hundred thousand human mercenaries. The Starfire Legion, consisting of two hundred thousand humans, was equipped with conventional modern weaponry, and each person wore night vision goggles. They appeared no less capable than the soldiers of the human alliance. Max was quite shocked; he never expected that Gregg would actually recruit humans to fight for him. As for these humans, they were truly willing to fight for Gregg. It was simply incredible. Upon further thought, he realized that if he himself could betray humanity and join the vampires, it didn't seem too far-fetched for these humans before him to serve the vampires as well.

Moreover, the vampires possessed

an incredibly long lifespan, and for the pureblooded ones, their vitality was even more terrifying. Among humanity, many people yearned for immortality: It was fairly

commonplace for some to willingly degrade themselves by becoming warriors for the vampires to obtain a gateway into joining them. At that moment, the five hundred thousand troops at the scene suddenly burst into intense cheers! It was then that one could see Gregg arriving. He was leading Joshua and Verhand, his two deputies, along with a large group of elite vampires. Before

Gregg even approached, his laughter

could already be heard.

"Hahaha, Max, I heard you lost a battle in the east, and now Patriarch Herod has sent you here to heed my command?" Max didn't seem to catch the sarcasm in Gregg's words, nor did he care about his cockiness. Right away, he lowered his stance, leaned forward slightly, and said, "Yes!"

He continued, "I suffered a great

defeat in the east, but thanks to the graciousness of our esteemed

Patriarch, was not punished.

Instead, was ordered to reports

you, Prince Gregg, so that I may learn from your wisdom and experience. In the future, hope to receive more guidance from you, Prince Gregg."

"Hehe, I can do that," Gregg chuckled icily. "Since you've come to be my assistant, it's best that you learn the rules around here. From now on, it's fine to be casual in private, but in public, especially in the camp, you must address me as 'Marshal'." Max said, "Yes, Marshal."

Gregg saw Max before him,

completely devoid of his usual arrogance. He looked like aThis is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

submissive subordinate who nodded in agreement. He was delighted to see it. Pointing to the hundreds of thousands of troops

around him, he asked with a grin, "Max, do you think my hundreds of thousands of soldiers are mighty?"

Right then, the Thunder Legion, the Crimson Legion, and the Dusk Legion - three hundred thousand vampires, in perfect harmony with Gregg, roared in unison, "Kill, kill, kill!"