Cold Town

Vlad smiled as he saw hundreds of people drinking from the large cauldron filled with red liquid and pieces of meat. They couldn't get enough of it, and their conditions constantly improved with every drink. 

Among the survivors getting a feast were the man and his family he had rescued from the attic. They had regained their strength to move their bodies after they had woken up.

The liquid they were consuming was a potion called Demon Blood Elixir. It was made using the blood of hundreds of demonic beasts and a few Champion demons, and Vlad's storage space was practically full of it.

For someone like Vlad, it worked as a refresher that satisfied his body's thirst and nutrition, but it was nothing short of a divine elixir for Mortals. Its power was even stronger for those with weaker bodies. In people who had yet to reach Level 1, it would completely heal as long as they had a pulse.