I don't know what the original purpose of this house was entrenched by the local gangs of Tyre, but the underground part is actually more than a dozen stories deep. Muhadi followed the two men who led the way down one floor after another, before finally reaching the bottom of it.

The place doesn't seem to be heavily guarded, with several gates guarded by masked armed men. However, most of the floors were empty, with only a few pieces of broken furniture, and some animal skins scattered on the floor.

As he passed by the guards, the masked man leading the way tried to think about whether to immediately join forces with the guards to attack the boy. But in the end, the fear of the elusive psionic power prevailed, and he finally led the way.

Muhadi casually took some spices from the inside of his robe and held them in the palm of his hand. Say to the thief you met on the street at the beginning, "I hereby announce that your curse is lifted", and then gestured pretendedly.

The man watched as the boy spat out obscure words with a solemn expression, and then a strange fragrance filled the air. Knowing that his curse had been lifted, he muttered "Thanks, my lord" with joy, and then spread his legs and ran away.

The masked man led Muhadi back to the bottom door. The door was not wooden, but made of rock, four feet wide, and one could only barely push it.

Muhati watched as the masked man struggled to push open the door, and without waiting for the other party, he rushed into the room behind the stone gate.

Behind the stone door is a large house with an obsidian floor and a top hidden in the darkness that cannot be seen clearly. There were a few oil lamps on the ground, and several men sat in a circle, talking and laughing loudly.

Muhadi walked lightly, but the men who were talking and laughing noticed it at once. The laughter and bragging stopped abruptly, and several people turned their heads together to stare at the boy who had just passed through the stone gate.

These creatures are not living creatures!Muhadi immediately noticed this fact, they were dressed in loose robes that humans liked, and their faces were covered tightly with turbans, revealing only their two eyes. But in their eyes, the pupils do not dilate due to changes in the intensity of the light, and the turbans they wear do not rise and fall, indicating that they do not need to breathe.

The man who led the way didn't seem to go down to such a depth, and he slipped out from behind Muhadi and explained aloud to the boys' demands to the men sitting in a circle. Finally, he gave Muhathir a melancholy look and then stepped back into the back.

Muhadi has long known that there are undead creatures in Attas, and even encountered a dehydrated and dried corpse attack in the desert, and has seen with his own eyes what the undead on Attas look like.

However, the few guys in front of them are obviously not dehydrated and dried corpses, they have intelligence and can think and talk like ordinary people. The exposed skin also looks like a normal person, in fact, if it weren't for the boy's extremely keen observation, he would even think that these guys are real human beings.

Their mental activity is much less than that of ordinary people, and the boy immediately appears, and his own spiritual energy can only feel some broken and messy feelings from the other person's mind, as if the other party's thought pattern is completely different from that of humanoids, and he can't even read the vague whether it is kindness or hostility.

I didn't expect that behind the thugs on the streets of Tyre, there would be such an exaggerated backstage. But it's also good that the stronger these "things" are, the more certain they are in their plan to deal with face dancers.

The masked men argued for a while, and finally decided to allow Muhadi to meet the boss, for one of the masked men to give orders to the young man's guide to go back the way he came. Then, these things surrounded Muhadi.

"The collar is in the front room. One of the masked men spoke, not knowing if it was his mouth fetish or what, and he spoke with hissing onomatopoeia.

Entering a dark room with no fingers visible, the boy felt the masked guests surrounding him disperse. Judging by the sound of footsteps, they guarded the entrance door, and then stood on guard.

There was no light, no breathing and no sound of heartbeat, which gave Mohamad a feeling of being alone. However, this did not bother him, as a psychic warlock who could use synaesthesia, it was enough for him to perceive most moving objects just by sensing the flow of air in the room by his skin.

A voice rang out from the darkness, "A human ......"

The echo echoed through the room, "Human...... Mankind...... The human ...... "This made Muhadi relax a lot, because he had a clearer judgment about the size of the house.

"You guessed wrong, it's not a human, it's a psychic man. Muhadi replied.

"Still so arrogant......," the voice said, "arrogant...... Arrogant...... Arrogant ......" echo repeated his words.

“...... Possessors of psionic energy always have the illusion that they are at least above all living beings, and the so-called 'psychic warlock is not human'......"

"Not human...... Not human...... Not a human ......"

"I'll tear your throat, and you'll die just like a mortal. The voice suddenly approached, as if it were speaking in Muhadi's ear, and the air in the room fluctuated.

"Which is faster, your movements or my thinking?" asked Muhadi, "and I can summon the flames of fire at the thought of yours and expose your tricks here." And if I wanted to, I could use my eyes to shine brightly. You're afraid of light, aren't you? That's why you're hiding in such a dark underground. ”

"Dislikeable boy......" the voice teased, "...... Why did you come to me, just to show off your ridiculous superiority of psychic magicians?"

"I'm here to propose a win-win plan. ”

"Tiyì?" the voice seemed to move away again, and he stood in the distance and answered Muhadi's words.

"Tiyì...... Tiyì ...... Tiyì ......"

"Sue me, a psychic mancer, a boy from the City Watch of Tyre, what can you give me?" the voice seemed to laugh.

"Sue me if I'm wrong," Muhati tentatively said, "You're vampires, aren't you?"

This speculation is not out of nowhere, in the undead creatures known to the boy. Only vampires are similar in appearance to humans and have similar intelligence. Similarly, vampires are known for their photophobia.

There was a sound of footsteps all around, and at least six "things" heard Muhadi's words and took half a step, ready to do anything, just waiting for their leader to give the order.

The voice was silent for a long time, and when he finally opened his mouth, he didn't hide it, "Vampire...... Personally, I prefer the term Bloodline. And now that you're ......"

"Now...... Now...... Now," the echo was still spreading, and Muhadi felt the other party flying towards him, stopping less than a foot in front of him, "Then you want to choose death......

“...... Or eternal life?"

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P.S. Diablo 3 is on sale today, and I went to the convenience store to buy it. So I'm just going to write a little bit about it first. Make up for it later.

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