Enjoying the wind from up high, the damp, cool vapor of the East Swamp brushed past his Gel. Chen Yu spotted the fortress in the swampland from a distance. Its silhouette, appearing and disappearing in the thin mist, gave it a rather serene and timeless look.
However, a scene near the fortress gate shattered this harmony. A corpse seemed to be lying under a Swamp Oak Tree.
Huh? Wait a second.
'Something doesn't seem right.'
Chen Yu lowered his altitude. Upon closer inspection, it wasn't a corpse, but an emaciated, noble-looking human, so pale he was completely bloodless.
'Could this be the vampire Xiaohua was talking about?'
'How did he get so skinny? Are the vampires in the Dark Land so poor they can't even afford to eat?'
'Or maybe this gaunt look is the new trend for vampires.'
Driven by curiosity, he changed direction and glided down silently, landing on the fortress's battlements.
