He turned to look beside the bed. There was a little lizard, a large black pot, and a Stone Demon Mask.
Tangyuan had already bound the little lizard with his long fur. The lizard struggled wildly but failed to break free.
Before accepting the little lizard, Ke Meng had checked its level. It was only level 5, a baby belonging to the large lizards that had yet to reach adulthood. Still, it already had a lizard's habits, flicking its tongue out incessantly.
While Tangyuan restrained the large lizard, White Sugar circled the large black pot, curiosity shining in her eyes. But considering that it was an offering to the Evil God, she did not dare lift the lid to look inside.
The Sand-Salt Worm ate sand as it wriggled back and forth. Although it had the least presence of them all, it was content as long as it had sand to eat.
Ke Meng examined the Stone Demon Mask first. This mask came from a sacrifice offered by level-200 Stone Ghouls. They were members of the vampire race, and every one of them loved drinking blood. Every hundred years, their skin turned to stone. When the stone skin on their faces sloughed off, it became a Stone Demon Mask, capable of turning creatures outside their race into vampires.
Ke Meng put on an ordinary glove and picked up the Stone Demon Mask. It felt cold to the touch. Layers of hallucinations flashed past, showing him the faces of a group of vampires, followed by an intense urge to drink blood and put on the mask.
But his Resistance quickly suppressed those urges, and Ke Meng did not put it on.
Wearing it would turn him into a vampire, but Ke Meng had no intention of becoming one.
He had no