Once this kind of special item is spread out and sold among rich people, it will definitely be able to exchange for a lot of money.
Money allows him to buy many things in the fantasy world, forming a virtuous cycle.
And all he needs to do is to open up a market, and he already has a clue about this market.
"I have accumulated 7,000 evolution points, but my main target is killing elite vampires. I haven't seen any of them."
"What's going on? How is it possible that there are no traces of vampires of this level?"
Zhuang Wuming was very agitated, his magic sense skills were greatly suppressed, and his search ability was greatly weakened.
As a result, he made no progress in his second trip. "If this continues, it will be exhausted in three days."
His cold eyes swept across the walls of this underground maze.
A dim green light shrouded this place, and there was no bright light source in the maze.
Some are just moss plants that emit a faint cold light.
They are not only a source of light, but also the staple food of some low-level creatures in the maze.
In one day, Zhuang Wuming saw a lot of underground mazes.
Among them are the Goblin tribe, the Dark Elf tribe, the Werewolf tribe and so on.
Each of these monsters has a special settlement. Zhuang Wuming feels that the reason why he has not gained anything is because he has not yet found the vampire settlement.
He discovered that the gathering places for these monsters were in some special huge rooms in the maze.
Some of these rooms are only a few dozen square meters, while some are thousands of square meters in size.
The monsters living inside range from strong to weak. The weak ones are tribes headed by murderous elites, while the powerful ones are even dominated by destructive-level beings.
After a day of exploration, Zhuang Wuming gained a lot, and he probably figured out some of the rules of the underground labyrinth.
"The next step is to find a large vampire colony."
In this day, Zhuang Wuming killed hundreds of monsters, but it still caused some consequences.
In the maze, monsters appear in groups, and there will inevitably be murderous monsters leading them.
It is not easy for him to attack easily, and sometimes once he attacks one, it will attract monsters from other passages in the maze.
The final result was that he was chased and intercepted by several teams, and once, he was almost blocked by a destruction-level monster.
Fortunately, he ran fast and did not suffer any disaster.
Walking in the shadows, the king of the night.
It was already the second day of entering the dream world.
However, the sun and moon do not alternate in the maze, so Zhuang Wuming can only rely on his watch to tell the time.
A crashing sound sounded in front, which was very harsh in this quiet maze.
Zhuang Wuming squinted his eyes, and he smelled the smell of blood, a very strong smell of blood.
The figure stepped into the shadow and arrived at a place not far away in a flash.
There, a maze hall appeared in front of him.
There are coffins placed in the hall, which are the coffins of vampires.
In the center of the coffin is a pool of blood, with each corpse pierced by barbs and hanging upside down on the pool of blood.
Drops of blood flowed out from the wound, dripping into the blood pool, making a slight sound of water dripping.
Their blood was drained, and a strong smell of blood hit their faces.
Zhuang Wuming was most surprised that the creature hanging upside down on the blood pool was actually a human.
But unlike the people in the main world, they all wear peasant clothes.
He has thick arms and legs, and he is obviously a farmer who often works in the fields.
The rough skin is exactly what an ancient Western farmer wore.
"The human race in the dream world?"
Slowly approaching the room, he opened his magic sense skills and felt the vampire in the coffin.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "I found it. I finally saw an elite vampire."
There was murderous intent in his eyes, and a shadow stretched out from the distance of the coffin next to the vampire elite towards it.
Slowly walking into the shadows, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at the coffin of a murderous elite vampire.
Standing in the shadow, like an assassin in the night, holding the devil's blade in his hand.
As soon as you squint your eyes, you have to take action.
click
A crisp sound sounded, so harsh in this maze.
But it was a farmer in the dream world who was not dead yet. He saw Zhuang Wuming.
After struggling hard, the iron hook that hung him loosened.
A piece of gravel fell from the dome and hit the ground.
bang bang bang
All the coffins filled with vampires were opened, and the vampires sat up straight.
Zhuang Wuming was helpless as a bloody thorn stabbed out from the coffin in front of him.
He dodged and avoided the attack of the blood thorns in the coffin.
boom
The coffin exploded, and countless pitch-black bats flew out of it.
The bats gathered above the blood pool and turned into a vampire.
Wearing a noble attire, his pale skin had no trace of blood, and his dark pupils were like abyss.
The blood rose from the blood pool, as if it was controlled, turning into blood snakes, surrounding him.
Other vampires quickly gathered in front of the vampire Viscount, staring at Zhuang Wuming with intense eyes.
The vampire Viscount's nose twitched, his eyes flashed with blood, and he looked at Zhuang Wuming.
"The smell of blood is so delicious, it's so pure human being."
Feeling the stimulation, it was trembling all over. At this moment, the farmer hanging upside down in the blood pool looked horrified and wanted to struggle away from it.
The friction of the chains was sharp and harsh, interrupting the viscount's intoxication.
He looked at the farmer with eyes full of coldness and cruelty, "You are disgusting, you are garbage like maggots."
Poof
One hand was inserted into the farmer's chest, and a cold smile appeared on his ferocious face.
He suddenly pulled out his palm, and a bright red heart was pulled out.
The bright red heart was still beating. The Vampire Viscount brought it to his mouth and bit it with two sharp teeth.
啹-啹
The evil gaze looked at Zhuang Wuming, as if it was enjoying Zhuang Wuming's blood.
Zhuang Wuming didn't care at all about this cruel scene.
The data in front of him flashed, and he knew clearly the level of this vampire's writing.