The Third Layer still carried an intense sense of separation, as though he had squeezed his way in before climbing upward.
The moment he stepped into the Third Layer, he saw a corpse whose blood had been completely drained. It looked savage, its entire body deathly pale without a trace of blood. Two holes marked its neck, like bites left by canine fangs.
His Spiritual Sense first swept through the surroundings, only to discover that the Third Layer might be far larger than the Second Layer. His Spiritual Sense could not even detect the black column of smoke in the central area, so there was naturally no way to reach the Fourth Layer.
The good news was that he had not encountered Rhine's team here. There was only the corpse before him.
To be safe, he swept the surroundings with his Spiritual Sense again, but found nothing at all. It was as though there were no monsters here.
That can't be possible!
If there were no monsters, what was with the corpse in front of him? Could it have drained its own blood?
Either this fellow had drained it, or something was wrong with him.
Eh? As Chen Mo observed the surroundings and the corpse before him, he noticed something odd.
When his Spiritual Sense swept over it, the bite marks reminded him of vampire movies. In those films, bitten people seemed to have such marks on their necks.
But what puzzled him was that no matter how a vampire bit someone, the distance between the two fang holes should only be the width of a normal mouth, roughly three or four centimeters, perhaps even less. That distance depended on the size of the vampire's mouth.
Yet the two blood holes on the corpse's neck were separated by roughly ten