Chapter 20

Listen, listen, listen, listen (The spring breeze blows, the war drums beat, who in the starting line fears who! Three thousand have collected! I dare to ask you all, can three thousand Yue soldiers swallow Wu?!)

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The night was hazy.

The vampire knights of the Death Corps drove the survivors of Rocktown forward at a rapid pace. They were well-equipped, wearing splendid and exquisite full plate armor, and their weapons, designed specifically to combat werewolves, were infused with silver during the forging process. The value of a set of knight's armor in this era was astonishing, easily worth an entire manor. The top-quality and ornate armor worn by these knights was even more valuable, comparable to an entire village!

Without mentioning anything else, the combined value of the equipment on these Death Corps knights could buy a small city.

As a species with a long lifespan, vampires naturally accumulated wealth in unique ways. Their wealth was evident in these vampire warriors. Not to mention their top-tier abilities, but the sets of knight's armor they wore were not something that a few small lords in medieval Western Europe could provide.

The internal system of the vampires seemed to be primarily based on a noble hierarchy. After a brief observation, Zhao Futu noticed that these vampire warriors had a strict ranking system. Each vampire knight had five subordinate warriors, and every ten vampire knights were led by a higher-ranking vampire noble, who seemed to hold a title.

As for the most noble among these vampires, it was undoubtedly the daughter of Vampire Prince Viktor, Vampire Princess Sonia.

This Death Corps unit consisted of 150 members, with about 20 vampire knights. The differences in their equipment revealed whether they were ennobled knights or ordinary Death Corps warriors. Additionally, there were two high-ranking officers within the unit, who were likely ennobled vampire nobles.

The group moved at an extremely fast pace!

Those who fell behind were constantly whipped by the vampire warriors from behind. Any attempt to escape would result in merciless execution! If someone could not keep up with the group, the vampire knights would take them away. After a while, the vampire knight would return, but the person taken away would never be seen again.

Everyone was desperately trying to keep up, driven by the instinct for survival, even though they did not know what fate awaited them.

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Just before dawn, the group finally reached their destination.

It was a dark, decaying castle, exuding a faint, bloody smell. Even before they approached, Zhao Futu could almost hear the countless cries of dying humans.

The castle seemed like a monstrous mouth, ready to devour all life!

"What heavy yin energy!" The breathing and meditation during the journey had gradually restored Zhao Futu's body. Even he was surprised by his own body, as a mysterious and unfathomable force seemed to be working within him. His right arm, which had been shattered, had completely and automatically healed.

Even the broken and bent bones had been corrected by this mysterious force, naturally returning to their original state.

Although he still looked covered in blood and in a pitiful state, his physical strength and injuries had at least recovered to about 70%.

"Yin energy?" The woman beside Zhao Futu, who seemed a bit dim-witted, raised her head in confusion and asked.

Perhaps because he had saved her once, this woman was almost completely unguarded around Zhao Futu. She was willing to tell him everything about her real-life job, income, and even her family address and the number of people in her family. Unfortunately, Zhao Futu had no interest in these details and only asked for her name.

This dim-witted woman was named Yu Xiaoxue, a name that sounded nice but was a bit brainless and timid.

Throughout the entire journey, she seemed to have never mustered the courage to fight. It was unclear why the Nightmare Space had chosen such a woman to enter. The reason for her lack of courage to fight was even more ridiculous.

The reason was—she was afraid of death!

Because she was afraid of death, she dared not fight. When Zhao Futu heard this answer, he almost wanted to slap her! Then he would ask her, can you avoid death by not fighting?

No wonder her chest was so big; it seemed her brain had grown there.

However, when he saw her pitiful and frightened eyes after a night of terror, he sighed and swallowed his words. Everyone has their own choices and their own fate. If a person makes a mistake, they must pay the price. This woman had her own choices and her own fate, and as a cultivator, Zhao Futu respected this.

Saving her was his choice, and although it might have been a mistake, he was willing to accept the consequences.

He could save this woman once, but he would not save her again. If she did not correct her mistakes, she should pay the price.

Perhaps it would be death, or perhaps something else.

"Yin energy is a form of energy that escapes when a person dies, emitting a small magnetic field similar to a thought wave. This energy dissipates quickly, but if it accumulates in large quantities, it can last for a long time. If it continues to receive energy, it can form a fixed yin energy field. Once a person enters this yin energy field, they will immediately feel cold. Those with insufficient yang energy in their body may even break out in a cold sweat!" As Zhao Futu said this, he noticed the woman's face filled with fear.

Sweat suddenly appeared on her forehead.

"I... I'm scared!..." Yu Xiaoxue moved closer to him. When she entered the castle, she suddenly felt a chill all over her body. By the time she realized it, she was already covered in cold sweat.

Zhao Futu carefully examined the woman in front of him. She had a rather beautiful face and a large chest, but her eyes were slightly unfocused, and she had a habit of squinting when looking at people, indicating a lack of decisiveness. In real life, she might also be nearsighted. Her skin was fair and smooth, suggesting a comfortable life, but it was slightly pale, indicating a lack of exercise. There were faint dark circles under her eyes, suggesting she might have a habit of staying up late, or she often went to bed around midnight, but she was not someone with a dissolute nightlife.

The human body's qi and blood are divided by midnight. Those who often go to bed after midnight have a deficiency in their innate essence.

Her tongue was slightly white, indicating a cold stomach, and her monthly cycle was likely not smooth. These characteristics are typical of most mid-to-high-level white-collar women today.

This also means that these women have an excess of yin energy and are particularly sensitive when entering such places!