Ever since he came into this world, Dylan has always felt a little out of place with other people. Because he has different insights and different mentalities from most people in this world, he has always felt that he is out of the world.

Now, he has finally opened his mind. From now on, Dylan truly begins to accept everything this world has to offer.

Dylan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened them and said solemnly to Emilia, "Thank you, Amilia." Mr. Osborne has always taught me that the law of the jungle is the truth of this world, but I have never accepted it. ”

"So now, you've figured it out?" asked Emilia with a smile.

"I figured it out, there's nothing wrong with this world. All along, it was me who was at fault. It's that I'm too naïve, too immature. ”

Dylan clenched his fists tightly, his eyes radiating a strange light, he straightened up and said loudly, "Only those who adapt to this world can survive." And those who can compete with others in the world can develop. In this world, only the strong can achieve glory. If you don't like the world right now, go ahead and change it. ”

Emilia looked at Dylan in front of her, a little surprised by what he said. In just ten minutes, something seemed to have happened to Dylan, and she didn't know what was going on with Dylan now.

Emilia shook her head, now was not the time to think about it. She instructed the other Bloods, "Search all the rooms and take anything that seems meaningless with me." It's three hours before dark, so be fast. ”

So, a group of blood barons moved back to the stronghold with cow bones, sheep bones, human bones, and a large pile of stones painted with colorful patterns.

It was just getting dark when he arrived at the base, and Osborne had not been seen since he arrived at the base in the Americas. Now that there is no one who pesters him every day, Dylan is happy and relaxed.

Back in his room in the tower, Dylan kicked all the maids out and locked the door. He took off his upper body and spread his bat wings, intending to soak up the first rays of the morning sun.

Isn't there such a saying? Every morning, collecting the purple qi of the rising sun will have the effect of rebirth. The vitality is vigorous, the veins are clear, the body is strong, the spirit is sufficient, and with a little cultivation, you can automatically get through the big and small Zhoutian.

This is all said by Taoist friends on the Internet, whether it is true or not, Dylan does not know. But now that you have the ability to absorb sunlight, you might as well give it a try. Anyway, there is no harm to the body in spending more time in the sun.

Absorbing the sunlight is really a wonderful experience, and Dylan can clearly feel that the sun is shining on his body, as if the energy is gradually filling his body, and his body is gradually getting stronger.

After a while, Dylan felt that all the energy consumed by the night had recovered, and he withdrew his bat wings. shouted: "Butler, check your own quality." ”

Ding, "The host's current attributes are as follows, strength 8.1, speed 9.2, constitution 10, mental power 13, blood energy 25 is in good condition, it is observed that some blood energy in the host's heart is not fused, and the fusion progress is sixty-eight percent, please continue to work hard." ”

All my strengths have increased, and at the current progress, I will soon be able to break through the realm of the Blood Viscount. During this time, the strength has progressed very quickly, but I don't know where this guy Gust is hiding.

"Forget it, I'm still reading a book. With that, Dylan walked to the bookshelf and picked up a copy of "Atlas of Abyss Creatures" and looked at it.

On the other side, Gust, who Dylan had been thinking about, was sitting in a swarthy cave. He played with a gold coin with a parrot on one side and a crown on the other, as if he was waiting for someone.

Look at this cave again, the walls around the cave are plugged into kerosene lamps, and the ground and the surrounding platforms are full of large and small glassware, and these glassware contain some strange creatures.

Some of these creatures have six hands and three heads, some have one eye and are like dwarves in height, some have human bodies and snake tails, and some have fangs and look like bats that are always magnified.

Such a strange environment, coupled with these decorations that look very postmodern art, we can judge that the owner of this cave must be a very tasteful artist.

Tata···· Tata····

There was a sound of footsteps, and with the sound of footsteps appeared in front of Gust, a young man with a delicate face, meticulously dressed, dressed like a court musician. From his pale to bloodless face, we can tell that this is another blood clan who does not bask in the sun all year round.

It turns out that not basking in the sun is really bad for the body, otherwise he wouldn't cough up blood.

cough cough cough · cough cough cough · cough cough ·

After a series of intense coughs, Gust seemed to finally notice a man standing in front of him. He blinked, and his blank eyes became focused again. He looked at the young man standing in front of him, holding a handkerchief over his mouth, and said, "Here you are, Mensa." ”

Mensa looked at the lifeless Gust and didn't know how to persuade him, since he killed Vincent, it was as if he had lost his purpose in life. It's like this every day, isn't it, you will suddenly start to be stunned, and then play with this parrot gold coin in one place, and play all day.

Ay!

Mensa sighed deeply, and said a little helplessly: "I asked you to come because I wanted you to protect me, you look at your current appearance, it seems that it is more appropriate for me to protect you now." ”

Gust glanced at Mensa and said with a dead voice: "Don't worry, if you have any accidents, I will take action." ”

"If I have an accident, you won't have time to make a move, maybe when I'm already dead, you're still in a daze. ”

After a pause, Gust apologized: "I'm sorry! Actually, you don't need my protection at all, I've been dragging you down all this time." ”

Ahem, cough, cough······ cough cough ·······

There was another violent cough, and Mensa's pale face flashed with a hint of ruddy color that should not be lost to the blood clan. He looked at the blood on the handkerchief, stuffed it back into his pocket, and said casually: "You don't need to say sorry to me, I owe you." ”

After a pause, he continued: "However, the little guy named Dylan seems to have come to the American continent, what are your plans next?" ”

Gust looked at the gold coin in his hand and replied unhurriedly: "Don't worry about him." ”

"Leave him alone?" Mensa frowned, "Now not only within the Bloodline, but also the people of the Dark Council are looking for you. ”

Seeing that Gust did not reply, Mensah continued: "I don't want to ask about you and Vincent, but you should know ······. ”

That's enough!

Gust looked up suddenly, his eyes shining sharply, "Don't put this person's name in front of me, never." ”

The two looked at each other for a long time, then ········.