Based on the blood quality and quantity offered, different conversions will be made. The lowest grade is the cheap blood like that of Dog-headed Men and Rat-men, and the tax rate is the most severe. Almost every visit almost leads to extermination.
Born quickly, harvested quickly.
It's almost like Hell's chives.
As the edge of the Depth Area, the desolate Rusty Tower Forest cannot escape the tax of the Fallen Country— the tax here is constant, requiring the offering of blood equal in weight to a Crowned one.
Either pay the blood tax when the Fallen Country's legion arrives or take away a Crowned one.
No exceptions.
When unable to pay, it's not uncommon for Hell to be slaughtered for blood collection.
Now, not only are the Snake-men beginning migration, but long before that, countless villages have already started fleeing. After a taste for the feast of Crowned ones, Huai Shi couldn't be bothered with the small fish and shrimp.
"Is there a destination?" Huai Shi asked.
