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But the situation is a little different at another point not too far away. Not many troops led by Madiyar are adept at using mana, while they have to fight a horde of low class vampires.

“Keep shooting!” Madiyar shouts out loud, reinforcing the faith in his men’s heart. “They may seem immortal, but you still can take them down with your weapons!”

Those Tetartos keep butchering people despite the bullets hitting them. A few of them are down after getting so many hits.

But it doesn't take too long before they get back up and start slaughtering their enemies again. The curse of immortality not only makes them durable, but also strong.

Each swing of their swords is capable of cutting a human body with just one stroke. And they don’t look exhausted at all after slaughtering quite a lot of people.

“I don't give a damn with your noble blood!”

“We are the best race of humankind now!”

“We are strong! We are immortals!”

Just two seconds after that one Tetarto mentioned about being immortal, his
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