“Melbourne Family.” At the same time the lycan phantasm appeared, the hoarse voice of the manor lord in New York’s outskirts carried a blood-thirsty madness. “Heed my order!”

“Present!”

“Surand Melbourne heeds your order.”

“Andy Melbourne heeds your order.”

“Reeves Melbourne heeds your order.”

Behind the manor lord, several young people had gathered at some unknown time. The old man excitedly licked his lips. “Prepare our tribute… Make a pilgrimage to the House of Corvinus! Allow us to use our most meager strength in the last moment of the Holy War, and arm our warriors to the teeth!”

“The Corvinus is bound to win.”

“Yes! The Corvinus is bound to win!”

“This is our honor!”

“I pledge my loyalty and devotion to the House of Corvinus!”

Meanwhile, it was unknown how many similar conversations were happening throughout New York.

“The Miller Family heeds your order.”

“The Aveline Family heeds your order.”

“The Southerland Family heads your order!”

And in the same moment of New York’s instantaneous red-hot blaze, a crack softly echoed in Xu Yangyi’s hotel. Ashen-faced, Yue Congrao broke the window frame in his hands.

“It’s started… It’s finally started…” he said hatefully. Long since an unfamiliar feeling,...