Time flies, and during this period, within this Royal Hunting Garden, a legend about vampires circulates.
Of course, when speaking of vampires, most people know that it's likely some kind of Demon Beast that sucks human essence blood.
"Another one, this makes the seventeenth."
Yu Wen Tuo looked at the dozen withered bodies laid out before him, his expression exceedingly somber, and beyond that, a trace of terror.
"Your Highness, after this assessment is over, we should let some Earth Martial Masters come in and thoroughly search the place. If there's some strong demon beast in the Hunting Garden, I fear it may pose a threat to safety."
The nearby Earth Martial Masters examined the condition of the corpses, all showing perplexed faces. They, as Earth Martial Masters, could not determine what kind of demon beast could suck a living person's essence blood to this mummy-like state, also eerily without any bite marks or scratches.
"Could it be that kid's doing?"
