I'm a proper student; I only take nine kinds of potions every day.

Ivan, who was standing next to Eltin, carefully sensed the other party's methods and quickly formed a general analysis in his mind.

"The trap's concealment is beyond the perception of normal superhumans!"

"It's absolutely impossible to see with the eyes and natural senses alone!"

"But Eldin was able to grasp it so precisely, considering her profession..."

"She must have directly sensed the blood in these small animals' bodies to make her judgment!"

"After identifying her target, she must have used her special supernatural abilities to control the blood in that person's body, thereby disarming the trap!"

Thinking this, Ivan's heart skipped a beat: "If it really is about controlling blood, then this is an incredibly powerful ability!"

"However, this ability must have many limitations, such as body size, race, rank, blood quality, and so on."

Thinking of this, Ivan suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Eldin's ability seems to have a remarkably perfect synergy with the poisonous blood within me!"

"You could even say that only my poisonous blood can unleash the full destructive potential of Eldin's ability!"

After all, anyone who touches Ivan's poisonous blood will die, but Eldin can control him remotely!

And judging from the way they just turned those two rats into puppets.

It seems that Erdin can also remotely inject blood into the other person's body.

After all, the core method by which vampires control puppets is their control over their own blood.

To turn a target into a puppet, the first thing to do is to inject your own blood into their body.

Since they can inject their own blood, they can certainly inject the blood of others!

Thinking of this, Ivan grinned: "Looks like I'll have to have a proper, in-depth discussion with Eltin in the future!"

As Evan and Eldin cautiously advanced, clearing traps, they found themselves in a camp deep within the dense forest.

It can be seen that this is not a temporary camp. Centered around a huge campfire, there are four buildings and related fences and walls.

The building to the southeast is a two-story building, and the building to the northwest is a large wooden warehouse.

These buildings were made of a kind of black wood that shimmered with a metallic sheen and were covered with a large number of dark red runes.

It has a deep and solid feel to it just by looking at it.

From the two warehouses, screams of terror echoed continuously.

Meanwhile, the three men were comfortably leaning back in their chairs by the campfire in the middle, sipping their red tea.

Judging from their posture, the leader was a monk who looked to be around 40 years old and was wearing a green adventure suit.

He was flanked by a snake-man and a tree spirit, both of whom were experts.

The three of them held steaming cups of black tea, their faces filled with contentment and ease.

They had done these tasks many times before, and each time it went quite smoothly.

Because this route is extremely secretive, it is based on their discovery of that special underground palace.

Once they have collected enough slaves in the material world, they can be teleported directly here through their organization's secret magic array.

There is no need for any intermediaries or cooperation with other organizations.

This place is also very secluded.

Because they have now established a stable cooperative relationship with those divine messengers on the moon, and in doing so, they have received their protection and rewards.

The other party provided them with a powerful, one-time-use magical artifact. By placing this artifact around the camp, an invisible mist could be shrouded within it.

The scene here is completely invisible to outsiders; anyone who enters rashly will only be trapped in a fog that strips them of all senses.

However, the group remained quite cautious and still set up their own security measures.

Hearing the wails coming from the warehouse, the middle-aged cultivator leading the group waved his hand impatiently: "Shut those guys up!"

Then the two apprentices who were guarding the area hurriedly and respectfully turned around and rushed into the warehouse.

The wails quickly subsided.

Today, their main target is still various kinds of black slaves.

These people are numerous, and the law does not provide them with relevant protection. Every one who dies is one less, and no one in mainstream society cares.

Most importantly, the price is cheap; they can exchange a large number of precious rubies for a small amount of money.

"Those self-important gentlemen, is there something wrong with this?" The snake-man sitting on the left pointed to his head.

"The work we're doing now is essentially the same triangular trade they did when they were starting out!"

"Now that we're making money, those old-timers are unhappy, saying we're breaking the rules and blaspheming the gods!?"

At this point, the snake-man's face was full of disdain: "In the end, isn't it just that they want to come in and get a share from us?!"

The tree spirit opposite nodded in deep agreement: "What I despise most are those utterly hypocritical old men!"

"They all put on airs, displaying aristocratic grace and upper-class sophistication..."

"They always look down on nouveau riche, and they look down on people like us who are involved in human trafficking..."

"A bunch of self-important clowns. Go back three generations and see how many of them weren't involved in the old African trade!"

Faced with the complaints of his two colleagues, the leading cultivator nodded first: "Those guys are naturally extremely hypocritical, but their methods are ruthless one after another."

"That so-called Hearst family, they did so many things back then—massacres and exterminations—and now they're saying we're violating human rights?"

"When they used the pretext of the Holy Sword Expedition to destroy the Kingdom of Cain, why didn't they talk about human rights?!"

At this point, the three of them burst into hearty laughter, making no attempt to hide the sarcasm in their laughter.

At this moment, the tree spirit on the right asked curiously, "Boss! I heard that the Hearst family did many blasphemous things after the city fell."

"It's now rumored that their family has the blood of Cain."

"You mean those guys are targeting us now, not because of this underground palace right here?"

Upon hearing this, the leading cultivator nodded solemnly: "That's roughly what they mean."

"Therefore, we need to act swiftly this time. We must conduct the trade as soon as it's light, and then erase the coordinates of this area!"

"Everything else is secondary; the Hearst family absolutely cannot discover the location of this underground palace!"

Just as the three people were talking...

The tree spirit, who was drinking tea, suddenly threw the teacup to the ground, then stood up, its skin sprouting numerous tree roots.

"Oh no! Someone's coming! Two experts! And they reek of the Bloodthirsty Race!"

Upon hearing this, the three men's expressions immediately changed.

The leading monk immediately stood up and said, "Don't be nervous! There are only two people!"

"They should still be in the fog. Let's take them down one by one! We can't let them hold back!"

......

Meanwhile, after clearing four traps, Evan and Eldin suddenly found themselves in a fog from which they could not tell which way was which.

The dark gray fog had very low visibility, and no other presence could be seen in the surroundings.

The two could no longer even see each other.

There was no sound, no humidity, no tactile sensation...

It felt as if all my senses had been taken away!

"This must be some kind of special magical artifact that created this unique domain!"

"Fortunately, they were all experts, so I was able to handle them!"

Evan carefully examined the four types of potions in his rectum and nodded.

With the significant increase in the body's flexibility, the rectal space has also expanded.

After quickly glancing around a few times, Evan closed his eyes.

The current level has reached 7.57%, and intuition has come into play.

"I think... the exit is this way!"

The next second, Ivan opened his eyes and rushed straight towards the direction in front of him.

Hidden in the mist, the snake-man observing Evan's methods was startled upon seeing this scene.

"How...how could this idiot-looking guy find the real exit so easily?"

"Has this guy studied similar magic arrays before?"

Although somewhat shocked, the snake-man did not hesitate and immediately launched an attack.

Knowing that Ivan possessed a strong aura of the Bloodthirsty race, the snake-man immediately drew a silver-gray short blade.

Using his ability to conceal himself in the mist, he quickly approached Ivan from behind.

The silver-gray short blade in his hand pierced directly into Ivan's back!

Immediately afterwards, a bottle of holy water from the sun was smashed directly onto Ivan's head.

"Hmph, even a master-level Bloodthirsty Species couldn't withstand this kind of attack!" The snake-man was very confident in his attack.

At that moment, the snake-man saw his blade precisely pierce Evan's body and penetrate his heart.

At the same time, the large amount of holy water from the sun has already come into contact with the other party's skin and is about to take effect.

Just as the snake-man was waiting for the vampire in front of him to turn to ashes...

Suddenly, the snake-man saw the brute turn around and give him a bright, sunny smile.

"So you were here!!"

"You!!!" Upon seeing that terrifying smile, the snake-man was shocked, and his mind began to tremble.

In the snake-man's view, this monster, which was almost certainly a vampire, was actually unharmed!?

Her jet-black hair was soaked with the holy water of the sun, and a large amount of holy water flowed down her hair and cheeks.

Then it dripped onto his mouth, which was stretched wide to his ears, and even went down his lips into his mouth.

But the monster still had a smile on its face. The holy water of the sun, when poured on it, only made its skin brighter and did not cause it any harm!

The silver-gray dagger that had pierced his back was now forced out of his body by his powerful self-healing ability, falling to the ground with a clatter.

"This is impossible!!!" The snake-man felt his worldview collapsing.

A person with such self-healing abilities must be a bloodthirsty species!!

However, this Bloodthirsty creature in front of them was not only immune to attacks from silver weapons, but even the flow of the Sun's Holy Water into its mouth did not cause it any harm!

Before the snake-man could react, the large hand grabbed his neck.

In an instant, the foggy brain plague was injected directly into it.

The snake people here seem to have a special kind of mental protection.

The foggy encephalopathy momentarily stunned him, but he quickly regained his senses in the next second.

Then his entire body transformed into a thick yellow-green mist and dissipated from Evan's palm.

Soon, the thick fog enveloped Ivan completely.

The snake-man's shocked and greedy voice continued to ring out: "What a rare physique!"

"Not afraid of silver or the thirst for blood from the sun!"

"Once I devour you, your secret will belong to me!"

As they spoke, they saw the mist wriggle for a moment, and then hundreds of incredibly long and thin venomous snakes extended from it.

The snake is as long as a hair, incredibly agile and resilient.

After they appeared, they simultaneously shot out an incredibly thin stream of venom.

You can see that this liquid venom has unparalleled penetrability, just like a high-pressure water gun carrying various iron filings!

The next second, the snake-man suddenly felt a flash of white light.

This guy, who was just empty-handed, suddenly produced a large umbrella in his hand, easily blocking the venom shot.

That huge umbrella was incredibly sturdy, but its high-pressure jets made the spray feel weak and powerless against it, just like a listless old man!

"This umbrella is a treasure too..."

Before the snake-man could finish speaking, he suddenly felt an incredibly dense attack appear out of nowhere in his mind.

This attack is quite similar to the mind control the opponent had just exerted on me.

The snake-man is not afraid!

He possesses a unique ability that helps him continuously resist mental attacks.

But the next moment he realized something was wrong.

It can molt into a nine-fold spirit snake, and can withstand nine mental attacks and control every 24 hours.

I just finished one session, and I have 8 sessions left.

However, in that instant, the snake-man discovered that his remaining 8 chances had been used up in a flash.

Moreover, the dense mental attacks, like raindrops, were rapidly penetrating his mind and enveloping his thoughts.

"How is this possible!?"

"The Bloodthirsty race doesn't play with the physical... they play with the spirit!?"

"And why is there such a dense barrage of attacks!?"

At this point, the snake-man's mind was completely blocked, and he found himself attacked 104 times in a row.

This number corresponds exactly to the 104 snakes that he had just mimicked to attack.

"Could it be... that he can retaliate according to the number of times I attack him!?"

The next second, the snake-man fell into a daze.

Evan had already sensed that the snake-man had fallen for the trap.

But even while he was still inside the magic circle, he still couldn't see anything.

He could only reach out and grab at the same angle the opponent had just attacked from.

But I still couldn't tell whether I had actually grabbed anything.

Anyway, after grabbing something casually, he rushed forward in the direction he had just sensed.

I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly Ivan felt all his senses return.

The air was damp, strange noises echoed through the forest, the sky was dim, and orange-red flames flickered...

And in his hand, he held the snake-man's neck, which he had almost snapped off.

Taking a deep breath, Ivan grinned and cursed, "I can go wherever I want! Nobody can stop me!"

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(End of this chapter)