But overnight, the still peaceful city of Kester seemed to have undergone a drastic change.

Ryan went out early in the morning, Anyang poked his head out of the window, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the dark clouds overhead were spreading out a huge scroll, and in the center of the city, a huge cloud was squeezed, as if the castle was about to topple down.

The howling wind from time to time is a reminder of today's difference.

"Hoo ......"

The wind swept through the fallen leaves, bringing a strong smell of blood abruptly.

An Yang's ears moved flexibly, but she didn't hear any human sounds.

[System: Looks like a vampire ......]

[Anyang: The taste of blood is a little special. 】

She had drunk Ryan's blood with this body, so she could clearly distinguish the difference from humans.

The smell of blood floating in the air doesn't belong to vampires, but it's definitely not human.

"Click, click......"

Calming down, she finally heard unusual footsteps as the smell of blood approached.

The light and fast steps made it impossible for her to tell who the person was.

Just as she tensed up, mobilized the strength of her whole body, and considered whether to escape in advance, a voice that she had never heard before came along with the sound of footsteps.

The injured voice, every word spit out, had an ugly tailnote, "You are talking about this, the secret stronghold?" ”

"It does smell like a vampire."

Sarcastic and gloomy words, you don't have to think much to know that it's definitely not a vampire.

An Yang swallowed nervously and pressed his palm lightly against his lips, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible.

The lonely houses blend perfectly into the deserted mountain forest, and it is easy to ignore the past without looking closely.

"Bang Dong ......"

With a soft clattering sound, it was as if someone had thrown something to the ground. The ground is covered with fallen leaves, so there is a crushing and crushing sound.

"I didn't lie to you, it's really here, it's really ......"

"Hehe, I can only prove that there were indeed vampires here," the visitor smiled coldly, and stood still more than ten meters away from the wooden house.

An Yang found that he didn't mean to get closer, so he breathed a bold sigh of relief and carefully moved along the wall of the room.

The natural unpolished wood is close together, but there are still small gaps that let in the light outside.

An Yang found a relatively safe place and pressed his eyes tightly. In the condensation of pupils, I finally saw an inexplicable figure.

With his burly figure and exposed gray-brown skin, An Yang immediately recognized that this inhuman-like creature had appeared at the market that day.

An inexplicable panic instantly wrapped around his body, and An Yang was so frightened that he couldn't help but tremble.

Avoiding the might look of the other, she landed her gaze on the rough sack on the ground.

"I've really said everything I can ......"

The voice in the sack was full of despair, but it never moved.

When An Yang was wondering why this was happening, the figure pulled the hemp rope tied to the pocket without hurry, and the special bag immediately scattered the round edges like an open carpet.

The thing inside suddenly crashed into his eyes, making An Yang's mouth open wide in surprise.

The bag contained more of a patchwork ball of meat than a vampire.