The territory of Countess Elizabeth was surrounded by several other countships. Innocent Town was the fifth-largest town in the Blood Wasteland, second only to the four cities under the rule of the three grand dukes.

Although it was called a "town", in fact, it was just a legal term. In reality, Innocent Town was already equivalent to a city in the Blood Plain. The permanent population in the town was as high as 120,000, and all kinds of facilities in the town were very comprehensive.

The reason why this place remained standing was none other than the owner of Innocent Town, Countess Elizabeth. She herself didn't possess extremely powerful strength, but her father was a Blood Grand Duke, and most importantly, he doted on his daughter very much.

When the city wall rose on the horizon and came into view, Ron was a bit surprised. The Blood Plain had always given him a feeling of desolation and barbarism, so the town in his mind was much more backward than the one in front of him.

And Helen had never seen such a place either. The girl's eyes were full of expectation and longing. She was already imagining the days after she lived in this town...

The guard at the city gate was a slightly older man. He stopped Ron and Helen for a simple inspection but didn't stop them from entering the city. He was already used to seeing such outsiders.

"Praise Lady Elizabeth," the guard said when he let them in. "You're new here. Go to the town center and find His Excellency the Town Mayor. Since you can come here, there will be a place for you."

As soon as Ron and Helen walked into Innocent Town, they saw a huge statue in the center of the square at the end of the street. It was a noble and elegant lady, looking down at the ground with an air like a benevolent queen.

"Wow~" Helen exclaimed.

Ron glanced at both sides of the street and led Helen as they walked forward in the town. Taverns, restaurants, and other ordinary places in Ron's perception appeared one after another along the road.

But Helen looked at them with a puzzled expression:"What are these?"Ron asked:"Haven't you seen a tavern before?"Helen asked stupidly:"What's a tavern?"

Just as they were walking towards the inside of the town, a customer holding a wine glass walked out of the tavern on the left front side of the street. There was still a slight drunkenness on his face, but his eyes were extremely sober.

The problem was that he was a blood servant.

Ron and Helen didn't change their walking pace, but they both felt a sense of absurdity in their hearts. Helen had just told him that knights were powerful beings out of their reach.

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But now, in such a human settlement, he could actually see a blood servant walking on the street.

Not long after that, another civilian walked out behind the blood servant. He didn't deliberately keep a distance from the blood servant, nor did he salute as Helen remembered. Instead, they just walked their own ways, ignoring each other.

Before Ron could digest this abnormal feeling, five guys dressed as guards suddenly walked out from the corner in front. And the leader was also a blood servant, while the four behind him were humans.

"Captain, are you going to the tavern to sit for a while tonight?""No, the town mayor has something to do with us tonight. You guys go by yourselves. Tell the boss to put it on my tab."The blood servant was actually chatting vividly with humans.

"How could this be..." Helen murmured in horror.

Could it be that her perception of knights and nobles in the first half of her life was all wrong? How could such absurd things happen in reality?

Ron narrowed his eyes slightly.

If even Helen was so surprised, it meant that there were two possibilities. Either Elizabeth was a kind-hearted person who was full of sympathy for mortals and had really created a paradise where mortals could live in peace with monsters by relying on her own power.

Or there was some huge and terrifying shadow hidden under this peaceful surface, which was lurking and staring at all the living beings in the town, ready to swallow them all at any time.

Either way, it wasn't a good thing for him.

The latter needn't be elaborated on, and the former was telling these civilians that there was a possibility for them to live a happy life under the rule of the Blood Clan, which actually had a positive effect on maintaining the rule of the Blood Clan.

Looking at the scene of knights and humans getting along harmoniously on the street, Helen couldn't help approaching Ron. She tentatively reached out and put her hand on his arm. Seeing that he didn't refuse, she tightly grasped his arm and at the same time let out a long sigh of relief in her heart.

"It's so scary," Helen whispered.Ron nodded slightly:"Yeah."

Before he came here, he had several ideas. The top priority was definitely to inquire whether there were vampires with blood energy. If there was a chance, he had to find a way to get their blood.

The blood needed for the Isolation Ritual didn't have requirements for the rank of the Blood Clan. As long as the vampire had blood energy, it would be okay. And this led to his second idea.

He had to figure out what his combat strength level was at present. Or in other words, figure out how difficult his opponents were to deal with. When he saw those werewolves, he couldn't judge whether he had a chance of winning.

But if he could figure out how much stronger an opponent of the second order was than him and whether he could compete with them, then many things would become simpler.

The third problem was that he had to find a way to deal with the Blood Clan. Actually, normally speaking, it wasn't so difficult to kill such creatures. After all, the sun would always rise.

But in the Blood Wasteland, he couldn't expect the help of this great star. And vampires became even more dangerous after losing their only weakness.

But this matter wasn't without a solution. Besides the several psionic skills that were already engraved in his mind, there were actually a considerable number of psionic skills recorded in the system. But after a simple reading, he found that things were actually quite delicate.

When he learned the skills, he could fully understand what was written on them and could judge that he only needed to spend time to learn these skills.

But the problem was that the time required was too long.

These skills were all extremely complicated. Maybe others would be directly blocked at the threshold of understanding. Although Ron could cross this line, he didn't have the time to study them carefully. The simplest skill among them required more than ten days to learn, and the slightly more difficult ones might take months or even years of study.

However, correspondingly, these skills seemed to be carefully selected by the Empire. They all had a high level. Although the skills he was browsing through were all first-order skills, their creators were very likely to be the greatest psionicists in the Empire.

However, these recorded skills weren't for him to learn. He could directly acquire the most powerful psionic skills recorded in the Empire through the Psionic Pillar Ritual.

And there was an upgradable skill that caught Ron's attention.

Its name was "I Am the Sun".

The original intention of creating this psionic skill was to deal with the situation where the sun disappeared or was destroyed, hoping to create an artificial sun that could supply energy to the whole world in such a scenario.