What should I do if the seven veterans are revived at the same time?

Zhuo Lan finally fully understood that behind the black vortex was no longer the world he was familiar with.

He finally "hunted", but the target was not human beings, but a creature that was generally taller than human beings, had various skin colors, and looked different from human beings.No way, he couldn't find a human being, so he had to choose a creature that looked most like a human being.

After all, this creature wears clothes, builds houses, and lives in groups. It’s already considered a local “human” after all, right?

However, this "human" blood...is as unpalatable as it can be.

To be honest, if Zhuo Lan didn't drink blood, he might die. He would rather be hungry than drink the blood of this creature.But what can be done?After staggering and flying for several days, I finally came across a place that looked like a settlement, and the blood of these "humans" really couldn't kill people... No, they couldn't eat blood, it was only to repair serious injuries. .

The taste, how to describe it, is fishy and smelly, nausea in the stomach after drinking, and there is a slight burning sensation.When Zhuo Lan took the first sip, he almost vomited it out.

"If it wasn't for living..." Zhuo Lan thought extremely displeased, "I would never touch such a disgusting thing! What's the difference between this and eating shit?!"

Well, Zhuo Lan has never eaten shit, this is just a metaphor.

After this hunt, he also discovered two things.

The first thing is that the "humans" here generally have much stronger physical strength than real humans, and their actions follow instinctive impulses more.Zhuo Lan just tried to use a relatively shallow confusion skill - after all, he didn't want to have anything to do with this strong woman (female?) who looked very ugly - the other party's reaction was like using the ultimate charm of the blood race Yes, he was so confused that he almost pressed Zhuo Lan to "rectify the law on the spot".

It should be said that if Zhuo Lan hadn't regained a lot of physical strength after drinking blood, she might have been thrown down by this woman who was a little taller than him.

And Zhuo Lan's recovery of physical strength so quickly is also related to the second thing he discovered.

——The "humans" here have more power in their blood than ordinary humans.

If it weren't for this, Zhuo Lan wouldn't have recovered so much physical strength immediately after drinking blood.And if it wasn't for these energy supplements, Zhuo Lan would probably be knocked out of his mind by the impact of the smell, and maybe he would really be "robbed by the opportunity".

Therefore, it can only be said that Zhuo Lan's hunting was painful and... endured.

Now that the matter was at this point, he had no other choice but to sneak into these settlements, follow the movements of these "human beings", and wander in their towns.Never prey unless absolutely necessary.

He tried to learn the language of these people and observed their lives.

He flew from town to town, counting his days and nights.Occasionally, he'd find a cloak and try to blend in with the crowd here, gleaning the information he wanted.But the more he collected, the less he knew how to go back.

He has a guess.

This is...the legendary "Demon Realm".

Regarding the "Devil Realm", relevant information is circulated among the blood clan, but there are different opinions, and no one can tell clearly.Zhuo Lan asked her "father", and the other party told a story, saying "the devil world is desolate, the sky and the earth are black", "monsters are everywhere", "monsters are also black".When Zhuo Lan said that this is no different from the blood race, the third generation smiled and said, "The level awareness of monsters is not high", "The winner is king", "There are countless battles between the same race and different races. ".

To put it simply, it is a place that is extremely desolate, poor in supplies, and extremely advocating force.

Zhuo Lan matched what he said with "father" one by one, and silently added an important one to the information - the blood of the demon race is extremely bad to drink.

According to Zhuo Lan's experience, the higher the level of the demons, the greater the energy contained in the blood, but the more difficult to drink.

The only good news is that as Zhuo Lan's injuries are getting closer to recovery, the level of demons he can challenge is getting higher and higher.The most dangerous time, he sneaked into the fortress of a high-level demon, took advantage of his unpreparedness to confuse him, and then spoke decisively.

Although he was almost pinned down by the demon in the end - the consequence of the high level of confusion technique - he still retreated unscathed.Compared with the energy brought by the other party's blood, the injuries left by the violent capture of the high-level demons are nothing to mention.Even if the high-level demons issued a hunting order afterwards, Zhuo Lan already understood that he could easily deal with this level of demons, so he acted more and more arrogantly.

However, the news he wanted the most has never been heard.

The low-level demons basically don't know what the vortex that crosses the two realms is going on. They are so exhausted every day that they can't pay attention to external things at all.The advanced demons either don't know, or keep silent.Zhuo Lan didn't know whether it was because he had encountered too few samples of high-level demons, or if he hadn't met any real high-level demons yet.

He wandered around the devil world for many days like this.In order to reduce the number of times of drinking blood, every predation is to try to pick high-level demons.Although it is also more difficult to drink, but once you close your eyes and open your eyes, you can bear it and it will pass.

Finally, he was chased and killed by several high-level demons at the same time, and he was defeated by two fists and four hands, and was injured again.

The blood race desperately fled, rushing out of the net again and again, and their injuries became more and more serious.I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, but when he was seriously injured and exhausted, and fell into a jagged rock, the demons who followed behind him suddenly disappeared.

Zhuo Lan didn't have time to notice this, he had already passed out when he fell.

The last thought was: "This time it's over..."

***

The blood race fell asleep again.

He is unconscious, unaware of the outside world, lying in the crevices of this barren land.After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes again in a daze.

Sleep only allowed him to regain a little bit of physical strength, but he was still so heavy that it was difficult to move his eyelids away.Every part of his body was numb with pain, and his instincts made his eyes burn red, clamoring for blood.He can't think about where he is, and he can hardly remember what happened before.He flapped his wings staggeringly, driven by bloodthirsty desire, and staggered towards a certain direction.

He seemed to smell something extremely delicious.

There was only a trace, but it seemed to be like a fishing line, firmly hooking the hooked fish.The blood race was so attracted by this smell that they rushed forward desperately, unable to even realize that another "danger signal" had appeared.

Seriously injured, not eating for a long time, and the supreme delicacy that is the opposite of the stench, is enough to make Zhuo Lan throw away all his defenses.

He flew to a... place that was eerily calm.

The soil here is relatively fertile, and the underground mineral deposits are rich, making the plants on the ground more luxuriant than elsewhere.Animals in the mountains and forests come and go, the weak eat the strong, and everything looks like what ordinary nature should look like.

But in the demon world, such places are usually extremely sought-after, and the demons who occupy it should face the challenges of others every day, and all kinds of fighting are hard to stop.

If the territory is very quiet, there is usually only one reason.

——The lord of the territory, very powerful.

——It is so powerful that other demons around him dare not step into his territory, let alone challenge his authority.

Zhuo Lan, who was dying and broke in, didn't realize this.

Even if he realized it, it would be difficult to retreat now.He had already clearly smelled the delicious smell, and went straight to the fort on the top of a rocky mountain.The fortress stood on a steep cliff, and usually even birds and falcons would instinctively dare not cross it, and the vampires who turned into black bats rushed into the window in such a big way.

--found it……!

"Intruder?"

A hand suddenly grabbed the blood clan's wings.

As I said before, the bat form of the blood clan looks light and light, but in fact it is so powerful that ordinary people, even ordinary demons, cannot grasp it firmly.But this hand, which was so white that it was a little gray, easily pinched one of Zhuo Lan's wings—Zhuo Lan didn't even notice how the other party was approaching.

What the blood race didn't know was that it wasn't him who was approached by the other party, but he was "sent" directly in front of the other party.

As long as he entered this fortress, the other party could instantly move Zhuo Lan to him out of thin air with just one thought.

However, the current Zhuo Lan didn't bother to think about other things.He was caught and struggled for a while, but he couldn't escape, and he didn't escape at all.He felt that extremely delicious breath had surrounded him, subconsciously turned over, hugged the other's hand, and opened his mouth to bite it down!

The man shook him off.

It looked light, but it was like a thunderbolt. Zhuo Lan was smashed to the ground in an instant, and let out a scream of "squeak!!!".

"I'm not a coward." The man still didn't move, and he sneered coldly, "The prey is still trying to prey on the hunter?"

Zhuo Lan heard it in a daze, but now his thirst for blood has reached the extreme, and he almost instinctively...turned into a human form.

His clothes were already in tatters, and his body was also seriously injured, but the blood and wounds did not reduce his gorgeous face, but made him even more thrillingly beautiful.He looked like a beautiful piece of porcelain on the verge of shattering.

His charm technique burst out with all its strength, and the brilliance flowed in his blood pupils, staring deeply at the... Demon Race in front of him.

The Mozu sat on a bench covered with snow-white animal skins and looked down at him.

"Am I...the prey?" Zhuo Lan was dazzled by desire, forgetting reason and fear, leaving only the instinct of trapping.He stood up and walked towards the demon, a little slow and a little staggering, but it made people feel more loving...and faintly cruel.

The blood race stopped in front of the demon.

If he still has a semblance of sobriety, he will be frightened away by the danger signals that he instinctively detects.Sadly, he is now unconscious.

He looked at the demons, released a spell of charm that no one could resist, and opened and closed his mouth gently: "Do you want...to arrest me?"

The Mozu looked at him leisurely, and replied leisurely: "What do you think?"

Zhuo Lan held his hand.

Instead of chewing on it, he tore open his clothes, put the hands of the demons on his chest, and smiled lightly: "You caught me."

Mozu said: "Really?"

"Of course..." Zhuo Lan approached him slowly, straddled his lap, and whispered with his lips close to his, "but your prey is dying...you have to feed him a little bit, He can be enjoyed by you..."

"How to enjoy it?" The Demon Race said lightly, "How to feed it?"

"Enjoy as much as you want." The blood clings to his arms, smiles slightly, and licks the slightly exposed fangs with the tip of his tongue.

"As long as... a little blood can be fed."