Chapter 818

Most people cannot afford the cost of resurrection or the cost of regenerating a broken limb. Even the medical expenses for simple flesh wounds are a huge expense, so it is more important to be blameless than to be meritorious when going out.

Adventurers are like this. When going out, most of them will form a team of at least three people, and rarely fight alone. After all, this is not a solo performance in a game. There is only one life, and there are always things that one cannot take care of.

Even Ordai, who takes action immediately when he is in the mood, knows this. He brought teammates with him twice when he went out to find the Demon King's Ring. After all, even high-level wizards can get out of control.

For example, when entering the gate of a ruin, adventurers will throw a light source in first, and then use a compact formation to enter the gate back to back.

Just like driving into a tunnel, the drastic change of light and dark will blur people's vision or even temporarily blind them. If a monster seizes this momentary flaw to attack, it will cause heavy losses.

Everyone understands the truth, but under what circumstances can these tiny and fatal details be ignored?

That is, being strong enough.

"Can you speak?"

The only response to Li Chengxi was a roar.

This is a humanoid creature, with pale skin, so pale that you can clearly see the blue blood vessels under the skin.

It has no hair, red eyes, a twisted and wrinkled face, and a little flesh clinging to the bones, as if the skull is simply covered with a layer of skin.

It reminded Li Chengxi of the orange that he accidentally forgot in his coat pocket and stuffed into the closet for several months.

But don't look at its skinny appearance, it is still quite strong. Li Chengxi lifted it up by its neck with one hand. This guy has been struggling, and the sharp nails on his toes have scratched the floor.

"It's hard for me to deal with your attitude, speak."

"Roar!"

"How many people are there in your family?"

"Roar!"

"Your mother is dead"

"Roar!"

This should be a simple inability to speak. After all, in front of God, there is no problem of language barrier.

To be honest, Li Chengxi was very disappointed that the vampire was actually in this shape.

Before he came, he thought it was a legal loli girl with a pair of cute little tiger teeth from the second dimension.

——The difference between ideal and reality is too big.

The most important thing is that this grandson can't communicate at all. Li Chengxi wanted to "beat" to get some information, but he just screamed.

After thinking for a moment, Li Chengxi remembered that he could use divine power. Then could he do what he usually did in front of the computer?

Thinking of this, Li Chengxi kept the posture of lifting one hand, and used the other hand to right-click the mouse at this struggling unknown creature.

The reason is the same as Li Chengxi can use divine power to take Coke as soon as he reaches out his hand. They are all methods of using actions to strengthen the impression. After all, divine power is idealistic energy.

Don't say, the result is really good.

I don't know if it is projected on the retina or appears in front of me. A panel full of text appears next.

God has the ability to identify anything. You can know its details at a glance, but Li Chengxi's performance is more like a game.

"Oh, it's not a vampire, it's a blood slave, that's fine."

A blood slave refers to a guy who has been sucked dry by a vampire and regurgitated some of his blood, but the regurgitated blood is not enough to turn him into a vampire.

To put it simply, it is a slave of a vampire.

This thing is equivalent to a simplified version of a vampire, and all its abilities are much weaker than those of a vampire. It is basically a vampire's watchdog.

The existence of blood slaves also proves that there are indeed vampires in this place. Blood slaves cannot survive alone. Blood slaves without masters will die immediately, and they will also die immediately if they are too far away from their masters.

Since we know that this is just a watchdog, there is no need to bother with it.

Li Chengxi's fingers exerted a little force, and there was a click. The blood slave's neck fell to one side and stopped struggling.

Just as he was about to throw it away and continue to move forward, before he let go, the blood slave suddenly began to struggle again, and the broken neck returned to its original position as if time was reversed.

Undead creatures can generally be divided into three major categories: zombies, ghosts, and skeletons.

But vampires are also a very special category among undead creatures. They cannot be measured by the theory of general undead creatures at all. They are a separate line.

Vampires have a powerful regeneration ability like time travel. They are afraid of sunlight, but they can cast spells and have special blood magic. Some of them are means to avoid sunlight.

Not only can they cast spells, but their physical abilities are also very exaggerated. It is no problem for vampires who look thin and pale to tear tigers and leopards apart.

The most important thing is that vampires have wisdom. If you don’t consider their habit of drinking blood, the intelligence of these guys is no different from that of normal people.

This is much higher than other undead creatures who only know how to foolishly chase living people.

And as a god, Li Chengxi should be purified by any undead creatures as long as they approach, but vampires are fine.

It can only be said that they are called undead creatures because they have certain commonalities with undead creatures, but the underlying logic may not belong to undead creatures at all, and it cannot be summarized for the time being.

Blood slaves are equivalent to the beggar version of vampires, but the beggar version does not die by breaking the neck.

Looking at the blood slave who was still struggling, Li Chengxi remembered what Orday had mentioned before, that undead creatures are not only afraid of sunlight, but also afraid of healing spells.

"Heal serious injuries."

A holy light burst out from Li Chengxi's palm, and the blood slave seemed to be in flames, and every part of his skin melted and cracked in the holy light.

It was really disgusting to watch.

But Ordai was right. With the outbreak of the divine light, the blood slave struggled only a few times and then completely stopped moving.

Li Chengxi tried to let go again, but saw a dark mass under the blood slave's feet like a tentacle drilling out of the ground and climbing up the blood slave's feet.

In the blink of an eye, the burnt blood slave, which was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, recovered its original state and continued to struggle and growl.

Oh, shit, it can't be killed, right?

This is not the blood slave's own ability, it should be the effect of the castle, similar to the magic barrier.

It's equivalent to playing Yu-Gi-Oh and hitting a field magic card.

It's hard to hold.

Although it can't break the defense of the divine shield if it is left alone, it's really disgusting to see such an ugly thing jumping up and down in front of you.

Li Chengxi doesn't know how to dispel magic, let alone dispel barriers. The easiest way is to blow up the entire castle together.

But we are here to find the Demon King's Ring. If the castle is blown up, we can dig a ring from the ruins...

Li Chengxi thinks it won't work.

Looking at the struggling blood slave, especially seeing its slender hands and feet, Li Chengxi suddenly had an idea.

"Don't move, oh, right, lie on the ground."

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bones breaking and the blood slave's screams that were indistinguishable from intimidation or roars, a wriggling caterpillar appeared on the ground soon, still wriggling and trying to gnaw on Li Chengxi's toes.

Simply cutting off the hands and feet was useless, but Li Chengxi chose to tie the blood slave's hands and feet together.

As for the rope?

Its slender hands and feet were ropes themselves.