I'm In A Different World, Art Failed The Rankings, And Got The Result Of Encouragement

"The breath of another world?"

Ulysses frowned, so he had heard Dumbledore mention it when he cast the power of the dragon spell.

But at that time, he only thought that the dragon spell came from another world, so he had the so-called breath of another world.

Didn't take it seriously.

But today I heard such words again.

Ulysses couldn't help asking: "Is it the breath of the wizarding world?"

Teresa shook her head, stood up and said in an ethereal voice.

"Although the wizarding world is isolated from the outside world, it is still a part of this world. It's just that it cannot be discovered by some natural and man-made barriers."

"The aura of these ghouls comes from another world~..."

Ulysses suddenly felt like one head and two big ones, how the hell is there another world?

At this moment, Sim's eyes finally shifted from the revolver in Connor's hands to the monsters on the ground.

He squatted down and checked, then nodded.

"It looks like a ghoul that failed in alchemy, but it is not a product of alchemy at all. These things look like curses...

"It's not like, it's like!" - An old and hoarse voice sounded, Ulysses followed the sound, but it was Joey who looked like an evil witch.

At this moment, she was in a strange state. She rubbed the corpses of these monsters on the ground, and from time to time, she even dipped some dirty blood on her hands to check them. Her dark face was a little distorted due to excitement.

Among the people present, Yin Yi definitely knew the most about cursing.

She looks at Ulysses.

"Your Majesty, these people should not be ghouls, but blood slaves cursed by vampires."

Ulysses's heart moved, and he vaguely remembered that stewed Bullido had mentioned the existence of this blood slave to himself several times.

Joey wiped the blood off his hands.

"Werewolves and vampires, these races themselves actually exist in the Swamp of Spells, but strictly speaking, there are no werewolves and vampires in the true sense of Swamp of Spells, or even in this world.

"In other words, the blood of these two races in our world is impure

Ulysses suddenly remembered.

"Their original sources are these races in different worlds. Werewolves spread wolf poison, and vampires through First Embrace. Both have their own methods, either to give humans great power, or to obtain long lifespan and immortality. face..."

Having said that, Joey's words paused, and everyone present could feel her desire for that "ageless face".

Ulysses also guessed that the other party's research on blood slaves and curses must be for immortality.

Joey paused and continued.

"After the first embrace of vampires, there are two kinds of human beings. One is the low-level vampires who serve as followers. These people have the characteristics of vampires, but their own strength can never surpass their source of ten thousand stars."

"And there's another kind of..."

Joey pointed to a pile of corpses under his feet, and said calmly.

"It is such a blood slave. There is no difference between a blood slave and a low-level vampire in the early stage, but after a long time, his wisdom will begin to degenerate and gradually become an unconscious slave controlled by a vampire."

It was said that even Connor and the others, who were laymen about the wizarding world, all gathered beside Ulysses, guarding the surroundings.

"Your Majesty, it seems that the owner here is not a good person." Connor said in a low voice.

At this moment, Ulysses looked at the hideous idol at the top of the church, and walked slowly past the hospital.

"That doesn't look like a vampire," Ulysses asked.

Sim nodded: "Candice Panon, the legendary wise man on the edge of the underworld, often transforms into various races and descends to the world, offering delicious but deadly temptations to the wicked, and bitter but happy endings to the good.

Ulysses looked at the dark golden idol that was as ferocious as a ghost, and couldn't connect Wan with the "wise man" at all.

He reached out his hand casually to touch the statue, but a voice suddenly came from his mind.

"[Hidden Achievement · Treasure Collector 3% Long-term Staged Achievement]"

"[Collect as many supreme treasures as possible in the wizarding world, and every time you collect one, you will be rewarded once you are confirmed by the system"

"【Current collection of treasures: Candice Panon psychic statue, special treasures, after donating enough blood, establish a contract with the creatures of another world, communicate freely with each other, and can transfer part of the power.】"

"[Reward: Gourmet Tablecloth]"

Ulysses himself didn't expect that, looking at the unremarkable idol in front of him in shock, this is actually a treasure?

However, looking at the introduction given by the system, especially the enough blood on the line to establish contact with creatures from other worlds, Ulysses smelled a strong smell of conspiracy.

"It seems that your Majesty has also discovered it."

An ethereal voice sounded from behind Ulysses, but when he turned around, he saw Teresa walking over gracefully, looking at the one-meter-high statue in front of him.

"The source of the breath of the other world should be here."

Ulysses nodded, and then, under the amazed gaze of the crowd, he went forward and grabbed the base of the statue, and lifted it up with a bang.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what are you going to do?" Sim's eyes widened, not because he was shocked by Ulysses' strength, but because he didn't understand Ulysses's robber-like behavior at the moment.

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Ulysses pouted: "Of course the good things have to be taken away. Who knows if we will go deeper again later, the road here will be blocked, and we will take them away together!"

Ulysses thought of some plots like exploring ancient tombs in the past life, and some screenwriters just don't see others well.

Obviously I have encountered a lot of good things before, but I have to keep them and continue to explore further. Then I encountered some plot killings, the ancient tomb was destroyed, and the protagonist group struggled to escape under the efforts of friendship and love. birthday.

And then...they just got damn friendship and love.

Teresa also stared blankly at Ulysses, who was directly carrying the huge statue on his back. Looking at the other side, it seemed that it didn't take much effort.

It's just that Ulysses' behavior at the moment made Connor and the others ashamed.

Those of them who are subordinates can't help the emperor Ulysses move things, it's simply too dereliction of duty.

After simply collecting some materials with research value on these blood slaves, everyone formed a team and walked towards the corridor on the side of the church.

Bursts of candlelight blew along with the wind blowing from nowhere.

The constant swaying allowed Ulysses and the others to clearly see the murals on both sides of the corridor.

The style of the mural was incompatible with the style of the outside world today, but everyone present understood what was said above.

Ulysses couldn't help but beg again at the mural. .