This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous Chapter 1167 - 1167 527 The True God is Calling

1167: Chapter 527: The True God is Calling 1167: Chapter 527: The True God is Calling Mu You glanced back and checked the encyclopedia software.

“Death Whisperer Clan: Characterized by perception, prophecy, and necromancy, the Death Whisperer Clan consists of lunatics who have long been tornted by ntal instability.

Clan mbers often assu the role of ‘Prophet’ or ‘Necromancer,’ capable of sensing what others cannot.

The Death Whisperers nearly all possess the unique Blood Rhythm called ‘Heart Web.’ Its sole effect allows the user to connect their consciousness to a ntal network shared by all vampires who wield ‘Heart Web.’ Within the network, Death Whisperers can share each other’s senses in real-ti and ‘upload’ knowledge and intelligence, which can then be ‘downloaded’ by other mbers at any mont.

Therefore, when facing a Death Whisperer, you may think that you are dealing with only one person, but in reality, you might be under the scrutiny of dozens or even hundreds.

Due to the vast knowledge uploaded by generations of Death Whisperers stored within the Heart Web, most of them possess a scholarly deanor and are almost all-knowing.

Moreover, a very few Death Whisperers control the power of the ‘Prophet,’ able to see scattered visions of the future occasionally.

However, most Prophets struggle to discern and manage these fragnted ssages, often losing themselves amidst the chaos, becoming prone to schizophrenia.

This also leads to the prophecies of the Death Whisperers being notoriously unreliable.

Clan Blood Rhythms: Hyper-sensitivity, Madness Magic, Heart Web, Spirit Vision, Death Whisper, Prophet (rare), Conjuring (rare).”

“Heart Web…”

Mu You raised an eyebrow at the explanation of this Blood Rhythm—it was essentially the ‘Internet’ of consciousness, wasn’t it?

The other Blood Rhythms of this clan were also quite distinctive, Death Whisper, Conjuring, and the like seed rather intriguing.

Mu You estimated that it must have been this ‘Prophet’ gift that allowed Katerina to foresee the predicant he was in, hence the tily email.

However, Mu You could not yet determine whether this woman was friend or foe.

If she truly had the capability to shake off the masked man for him, he would naturally be interested.

The problem was, if this woman harbored hostile intentions, once the masked man was gone, she might attack him, and he would likely be powerless to resist.

After all, she was a clan leader, and even for a regular clan, it was conservatively estimated that she ca from no more than six generations.

Looking at the information on his desk, Mu You weighed his options for a few seconds before finally deciding to go ahead.

Despite the danger, this was currently the only solution to break the deadlock.

If sothing went wrong, he would just adapt to the situation then.

“After consideration, you prepare to set out to your engagent.”

“You still have a drop of ‘Sourceless Heart’s Blood’ given by the Regent King, which, upon consumption, can advance your generation and significantly enhance your abilities, perhaps slightly reducing the risk of your journey.

Do you consu it now?”

“No,”

Mu You chose without hesitation.

This drop of blood was the heart’s blood of a sixth-generation vampire, suitable for consumption by mbers of the Blood Clan of the eighth generation or higher to advance in one go.

It was effective for a seventh-generation vampire too, but not for a one-ti advancent.

If only one generation separated a vampire from the consud heart’s blood, depending on the vampire’s constitution and the blood quality itself, between three to ten drops were needed for advancent.

Thus, the best recipient for this drop of blood was an eighth-generation vampire.

Mu You was currently only ninth-generation; it would be best to use this drop of blood after advancing another generation to maximize its effect.

“You delete the email, shut down your computer, and equip yourself with so firearms and knives before leaving the apartnt.”

“On the streets, vendors are bustling, and the dazzling neon lights are colorful and captivating.

Many young and beautiful won roam the night market, often dressed in revealing clothing, radiant and exuding the essence of hormones, too many for the eyes to follow.”

“But for you, they emit a different temptation: you look around at those pale necks and feel a hint of hunger stirring in your belly, and saliva inadvertently spills from your mouth.

Do you start ‘hunting’?”

“No…”

Mu You helplessly clicked to dismiss.

The email he had received earlier urged him to ‘imdiately head over,’ giving a sense of fleeting opportunity.

Bloodsucking and such would have to be endured for now.

Fortunately, it was only the first day, and hunger wasn’t too botherso yet.

“You hail an old-fashioned yellow cab…”

“After paying a fare of 75.3 Yuan, the driver takes you to your destination: Chifeng Cetery.”

“You arrive at Chifeng Cetery.”

“The graveyard at night is deathly quiet, and the moonlight cast on the orderly rows of tombstones gives off a faint ash-gray hue.

The gentle breeze wanders through the open cetery, carrying a hint of chill, and a sense of unexplainable oppression descends upon your heart.”

“You look around but see no trace of other people; Katerina, who invited you here, is nowhere to be found.”

“You have no choice but to enter the graveyard alone to search.

In the extrely quiet garden, apart from the sporadic chirping of insects, there is only the echo of your footsteps against the silence.

The breath of life in you feels out of place in this burial ground designed for the dead…”

Mu You hadn’t anticipated the graveyard to be described with such eeriness; how could a player who beca a vampire be afraid of this place?