The dark passage led straight to the underground.
“As expected!”
Looking at the pitch-black tunnel, Rhode’s expression was not surprised.
Little Red Riding Hood’s grandmother, since she chose to study potions here, the place where she experimented with potions would definitely not be too far away.
If nothing else, this should be the secret chamber where the old hag experimented with potions.
Rhode changed into a different set of clothes.
He took out a large flashlight from his dimensional space.
Click!
The light flashed, and the intense light instantly made the passage as bright as day.
He walked down the narrow staircase.
After about thirty steps, his vision suddenly brightened.
A secret chamber of several hundred square meters came into view.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
On the walls, candles naturally lit up, illuminating the dim environment.
Rhode looked around the secret chamber.
The chamber was large, filled with various herbs and strange things.
Dried bat specimens, various animal corpses.
And two silver wolves with silver fur, locked in cages.
Silver wolves are a subspecies of wolves, their blood contains pure wolf lineage.
Fresh blood drawn from a purebred silver wolf is a key ingredient for the wolf poison potion.
Therefore, this old hag kept two silver wolves in the secret chamber for easy bloodletting to make potions.
However, what really caught his attention was the cages covered with black cloth in the corner.
Rhode walked forward and lifted the black cloth covering the iron cage.
Bang!
A loud bang came from the cage.
A sharp wolf claw was just a few centimeters from Rhode’s eyes.
Rhode calmly grasped the werewolf’s wrist and looked at the situation inside the cage.
Inside the cage, the werewolf with bloodshot eyes was filled with bloodthirsty madness.
Its body was firmly fixed to the wall with a thick chain.
The bloody body was not completely recovered, and it had obviously been subjected to inhuman torture not long ago.
And there were nearly twenty such cages around.
Clearly, most of the werewolves in this forest were here.
Used as experimental subjects by the old hag to test her potions.
“Even the most basic humanity has been lost, living is a torment.”
Rhode took out the cross necklace and slowly wrapped it around his hand.
He smashed the werewolf’s head with a punch.
Granting salvation!
Under the purification of divine power, the werewolf died peacefully, without any pain.
“May your Lord bless you!”
Rhode murmured softly, looking at the werewolf’s corpse, thinking that it couldn’t be wasted.
The corpse left here would rot and maggot soon.
It would be better to offer it, to contribute to his becoming stronger.
It was also his way of saving more lost lambs for God.
Does it make sense?
Anyway, Rhode felt that his idea was very reasonable.
Offering!
As the werewolf’s corpse was offered, Rhode felt his strength slightly increase.
About 1% increase in his own strength.
If he hadn’t felt it carefully, he wouldn’t even have noticed the change in himself.
“It seems I’m still a little too greedy.”
Rhode shook his head. He thought that after offering these werewolves, his strength would skyrocket.
Is that all?
But then again, it makes sense.
The stronger the physique, the higher the level of life.
Each strengthening consumes an exponentially increasing amount of energy and matter.
Just like, humans eating five pounds of meat and tigers eating five pounds of meat, can they feel the same?
Humans would be stuffed to death, while for tigers, it would be just a half-full stomach, and they might even lose weight.
So, as he grew stronger, the benefits he received from offering ordinary fantasy creatures like werewolves would only decrease.
After offering all twenty werewolves, his physique would be considered good if it increased by 10%.
It’s a bit less.
But, every little bit helps, right?
After all, with his current strength, even a 1% increase is considerable.
“Giving warmth!”
Rhode lifted the black cloth one by one, giving each werewolf the warmth brought by the cross.
Then he gathered all the werewolf corpses together.
He started to offer them.
As the deep light lit up, all the werewolf corpses slowly disappeared.
But this time there was no feeling of strength increase.
Instead, something suddenly appeared in his mind.
Rhode’s eyes were strange.
This time, although his physique did not increase, he unexpectedly awakened a special bloodline talent.
Roar!
Activating the hidden power in the werewolf bloodline, he let out a roar that shook the soul.
It can make all creatures around fall into a state of fear, losing their ability to resist.
Moreover, the powerful sonic power can even directly shock weak creatures to death.
This is a dual-attack ability that lies between mind and body.
Even covering your ears can’t block it.
It’s a very effective area-of-effect attack.
Rhode was satisfied.
Although his physique didn’t improve, unlocking a powerful skill was also good.
He searched the secret chamber and put all the materials that could be used to make potions into his dimensional space.
Now he mastered alchemy and can make various potions.
Although he has some assets, he can’t waste things.
On the potion making table, Rhode also found an alchemy manual that seemed to be quite old.
He casually flipped through a few pages.
Rhode’s casual gaze suddenly froze.