With the transfer of the spirit son, the Chaldean group appeared on a desolate plain.

How desolate?

It's hard to say.

The grey-hued land stretches as far as the eye can see, surrounded by mountains and valleys, but without exception, it is the color of desolation, without emerald, without life.

Over here...... It's been turned into a demonic realm.

The sky was a deep purple-black, with no stars, only a very bright full moon, which seemed to still shine with a faint purple glow.

There was a faint purple mist floating all over the land, something akin to magic.

Circe sniffed it, felt that it was wrong, sketched it in the air a few times, took out a few small bottles from his arms, tinkered with them, and finally concocted a small bottle of light blue liquid and gave Fujimaru Rika.

"Drink it, the air here contains quite ...... Not...... It should be said, ghostly, right? Cursed magic. Drinking this will help you purify it somewhat. ”

"Thank you!"

Fujimaru Rika took it and drank it, and it really felt that her throat and stomach pouch were much cooler, and even with it, her spirit was better. It's like drinking a big mint drink when you're sleepy.

Hassan didn't speak, silently unfolding his clone.

They dare to call themselves Baixiang, naturally because they can separate hundreds of servants.

How many people exactly? Then there was no number. Maybe a little more, maybe a little less, anyway, no one is too idle to have to count whether it's a hundred.

With the greater the number of divisions, the lower the individual ability of Baixiang Hassan, but on the other hand, the ability of breath blocking as a job agency will not be weakened. Therefore, Hassan, who is divided into 100 people, the most suitable combat method is to use it to find out intelligence, and the efficiency is multiplied by 100.

There was no need for Fujimaru Rika to say anything, and Hassan himself drove his clone to investigate everywhere.

If you want to come in handy, this is one of them.

What's more...... Hassan felt that since he had been summoned as a servant, he should be used.

It's like someone buys a computer, and everyone instinctively thinks he's going to use it. If you just buy it and put it at home as an ornament, everyone will feel like a bit of a waste.

In Hassan's own memory, no one has ever used his abilities well.

In the previous peculiarity, he was ordered to commit suicide attacks, which is really ...... Alas...... Even if you are killed, you will still be killed by humans...... was still killed by a magician, which is too embarrassing for the servant.

This master, although he looks delicate, but he unexpectedly understands it very well.

The scattered hundred people disappeared into the wilderness in an instant, leaving only a few Hassan as liaison soldiers.

Until information is available, the best thing to do is to stand still. So, Rika Fujimaru is preparing to take a break......

Vlad III closed his eyes, carefully perceiving the magic around him...... Then, he opened his eyes and looked firmly in one direction.

"Over there. Smelled, the stench of a female vampire. Hum...... It's because of that kind of guy that Yu's notoriety will be ......"

The elegant man gritted his teeth, and there was a hideous expression on his face.

"Uh...... Yes, what kind of vampire is it, can you be sure? ”

Fujimaru Rika looked at him like this, and was embarrassed not to talk.

"There is only one female vampire in the world who has such evil thoughts. Camilla. That's the guy. Camilla. ”

By a slight note, perhaps many people think that Dracula, who is based on Vlad III, is the originator of vampires because of his popularity. However, in fact, Camilla, based on Elizabeth Bathory, is the real originator.

"Camilla" predates "Dracula" by more than two decades, although it is far less influential than Dracula...... After all, the latter is based on the film adaptation of "400 Years of Horror", which can be said to be a well-known figure in the world.

In this case, it is not difficult to understand why Vlad III would be so disgusted by the name Camilla.

Probably...... Do you think that if there was no appearance of Camilla, a vampire, there would not be so many vampire-themed creations in the future, right?

Who, who knows, Mr. Vlad III's way of thinking is always more than that of ordinary people, a little more different, probably this is the influence of Berserker's thinking.

"Master, go now. Eliminate that guy. ”

"Hey...... Ay...... Ahh......h Also, okay? ”

She responded with a question. Yagi Yukisai also nodded and said, "No matter how many enemies there are, you have to fight them one by one!" It's RPG tradition to break the boss separately. Beware of the traps on the road, though. ”

"I don't care! Who does the general want me to cut? ”

Jin Shi carried the axe and looked unmotivated.

Ah, it's not that he was passive and slacking off, but simply longing for China too much, and found that China was so desolate in a peculiar point, and as a result, his inner expectations were disappointed.

"Hmmm! So, let's go in the direction of the vampires! I'm Rikka Belmont! ”

Fujimaru Rika listened to everyone's statement, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it made sense: Yes, it's all about fighting bosses anyway, who is not fighting first?

So, the crowd marched in the direction indicated by Vlad III.

How far have you come?

No one knows, because the scenery around is the same, and it's hard to gauge exactly how far you've gone. In terms of time, it is about an hour and a half.

The soles of Fujimaru Rika's feet are a little sticky. There is a special feeling when you step on the earth, a bit like the touch of sandy earth, your feet will be sucked in, and walking will be more strenuous than ever. Walking to the back, Jin Shi even picked her up directly and put Fujimaru Rika on his shoulder.

It seems that Berserkers have this adaptability and like to be ridden on the shoulder.

In fact, Fujimaru Rika wants to ride on his neck like a child, but today he is wearing a cheongsam after all......

Wearing a cheongsam also requires two legs to be separated, which is too challenging to have the slits on the left and right sides of the cheongsam......

But fortunately, there was no fighting, so it didn't matter.

It won't affect anything too much.

"Huh?"

Circe, who was walking in the middle of the line, suddenly noticed something, frowned a little strangely, she pulled out a hair of her own, and simply knotted it in her hand, feeling the magic around her......

"Be careful, everyone, there's something coming!"

With Circe's reminder, as if a smoke bomb exploded, a thick white mist instantly enveloped everyone's figures!

It was like a pure white monster, spreading its fangs from the ground and biting everyone.

In the midst of a pure white smoke screen, a black strange figure flew like a bat, looming in the mist, and a shining cold light stabbed towards the unprotected back of Fujimaru Ritsuka's neck!