The Divine Realm's Novem Abyss Gaol was where the realm imprisoned felons.
One after another, the shackled elite primordial vampires were escorted out from their prison cells. They had already lost track of how long the Gods had imprisoned them, never imagining they would see the light of day again.
They looked around in confusion at each other and the God Warriors in the distance. The warriors' faces were devoid of expression, yet they emanated a murderous aura.
Finally, their gazes fell upon two figures.
They were the elite Gods, Cassandra and Alden. Gathered around them was a multitude of God Warriors.
The elite primordial vampires eyed the pair with hatred etched across their faces.
All of a sudden, the powerful aura of a King-Class vampire engulfed the entire place.
The God Warriors' expressions became taut, and they looked wary.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
As the sound of heavy footsteps rang out, a man of exceptional size with a black coat draped over his shoulders and a long black beard was carefully escorted out by dozens of God Warriors.
He was the primordial vampires' most powerful War God, Shadowbeard.
He had been alive for a long time and also imprisoned for ages. It had been so long that no one remembered his name anymore. Everyone only remembered his nickname—the vampire War God, Shadowbeard.
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