Wizard: Starts with Advanced Meditation

"Whoosh—"

Just then, a cloud of black mist suddenly appeared in the hall and gradually transformed into a human shape.

"Your Majesty."

Bevik emerged from the black mist, his smile long gone.

"About the eldest daughter of Camorod..."

"I know."

Osiris lowered his hand, and the torrent of blood energy that had been cascading down stopped.

"The war is more intense than expected, and my resurrection is estimated to have come a little earlier than anticipated."

As he spoke, he gently waved his hand, and the torrent poured down again.

"Since she wants to be it, then let her be it, hehehe."

"But……"

Bevik hesitated for a moment.

"But what if she knows about our fourth plan, and knows that she is one of the sacrifices of the 'Feast'?"

(As mentioned in Chapter 668 of the Fourth Plan, it involves each of the thirteen Holy Blood Families selecting one member of the younger generation to secretly study in Maranthel, and then becoming a sacrifice to help Osiris quickly regain his peak strength after his resurrection.)

"No……"

Upon hearing this, "Osirian" shook his head.

"The mark in the blood of the Komorodar did not take effect; he did not betray me."

"Is that so? It seems I was overthinking it, Your Majesty."

Bevik breathed a sigh of relief and became less wary of the new vampire queen.

Even before he fell into slumber, Osiris had already planted his mark on the bodies of all thirteen Holy Blood families.

After that, anyone who was about to reveal information to the "sacrifice" would be instantly obliterated by that curse mark.

He had initially worried that the Komorod would try to send a message to Itris before he died, but now it seemed he had been overthinking it...

"By the way, Lord Osiris."

After a pause, Bevik continued:

"It seems two of those who went out for training have already died. Should we...?"

"No, no need, they still have missions to complete..."

Osiris smiled.

"But what if they all..."

"You know, Bevik, my 'feast' is not important."

Osiris turned his head.

"The most crucial thing is the symbolic blood of Itridris; all I need is to absorb that..."

"As for the other bloodlines... well, they can be considered as 'supplementary food,' hahaha..."

……

"Whoosh—"

Meanwhile, on the other side of the secret realm, a cloud of black mist was sweeping past the towns above, following the sound.

As they gazed at the rows of buildings appearing below, Hughes's voice echoed from within the black mist:

"It seems... this really is the secret realm of the world gate that Elena spoke of."

After leaving the Land of Living, he disguised himself as a vampire apprentice and infiltrated the nearest town.

The findings were clear: all signs indicated that this was the large secret realm called "World Gate," the home of the reclusive vampires.

"However, it seems... this so-called large-scale secret realm isn't actually underground in the Blood Domain, but has always been 'hidden' in the rooms of the Chiss family."

Hughes muttered.

"It's estimated that the wizard Gabriel only left an entrance underground in the Blood Domain."

"And coincidentally, these vampires don't understand much about spatial factions, mistakenly believing that the secret realm is built underground in the Blood Domain."

It is not hard to see from the previous battles that the vampires seem to be only good at blood magic and dark magic.

Geniuses like Elena probably make up only a small fraction.

Otherwise, they probably wouldn't have chosen to start a war on their own territory.

This is probably due to a lack of knowledge, but it could also be a racial trait imprinted in their symbolic blood...

Soon after, a fairly large town appeared below.

"Okay, let's choose this one."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black mist slowly descended into a forest outside the town.

The next second, Hughes emerged from the black mist.

He was dressed entirely as a commoner vampire, and even his mental energy fluctuations were suppressed to the level of a third-class apprentice.

Now that he was here, he decided to buy a map so he could easily place teleportation points and avoid being teleported to the territories of the thirteen Holy Blood Families.

He had just learned from a vampire using the Soul Searching Technique that the area of ​​the secret realm was now divided up by thirteen holy blood families.

In the center of the secret realm, a "temple" was built, which is said to be the place where Osiris will return.

As for the thirteen Holy Blood Families, they were families with many Level Two Wizards, among which he also heard about the Nasir family, to which Aldek belonged.

"I just don't know which family Elena belongs to."

Hughes muttered to himself, then slowly walked toward the town.

"But now that she's back in the Blood Domain, she probably won't be called 'Elena' anymore."

Without a doubt, "Elena" is definitely one of these thirteen Holy Blood families, and perhaps even holds a very high position.

The accident a few days ago was nothing more than a fake death plan she conspired with herself.

Perhaps right now, the other party is inside this secret realm...

Soon, Hughes entered the town.

Of course, he didn't walk in; instead, after scouting around, he found a small alley and teleported himself there.

The layout of the town here is not much different from that of Maranthel, with streets, stalls, and all kinds of shops.

However, the local customs and traditions have now become those of the vampires.

The streets were filled with a strange, bloody smell. Vendors displayed various extracted monster blood, and shops sold all sorts of blood products.

Of course, wizard supplies and normal food are also available, but since it is wartime, the supply of blood is naturally more abundant.

Hughes even saw many residents of Maransel who had been captured and brought here, some of whom were even wearing the uniforms of the five major colleges, clearly prisoners of war.

Of course, they were all corpses by now, probably killed before being taken into the secret realm.

The vampire dealers stripped them naked, then cut open their bodies and let the freshest blood flow into containers on the ground.

Meanwhile, the surrounding residents had already gathered around, and the bottles were being auctioned off one by one.

Hughes stopped and glanced at it a few times before taking a detour.

He didn't feel uncomfortable, after all, many of the wizards' experiments were actually much crueler than these.

"Fortunately, they've probably already finished recruiting here."

Hughes glanced around and was relieved to see that the streets were deserted.

The reason he suppressed the fluctuations to the third-class apprentice level was because a small town he had visited before was recruiting soldiers.

Almost everyone who has reached the level of a formal wizard must follow them, and even wizarding apprentices must be evaluated.

Of course, he noticed that the residents seemed quite willing to participate in the war, but he wondered what benefits those families had promised them...

Soon, thanks to his fairly fluent vampire language, Hughes found a map-making shop.

"Nati's cartographer's shop? This is it."