Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 300 Am I the weakest son of the vampire progenitor? 37

This was the first time Zhao Zhao had lost contact with the system. Facing the white expanse again, a sudden fear gripped her. "Holy crap! A broken cross!"

"Waaah... Kidnapping of a child... Father, save me! Brother, save me!"

Instinctively, he called for help from his father and brother, his mouth moving faster than his brain. He stopped talking only after realizing he had called for his father.

However, not long after, Zhao Zhao felt something touching his face. The movement was very light and there was no danger, but Zhao Zhao got goosebumps all over.

Paranormal events!

He paused, his mouth agape, and then another wave of despair ensued. He gave up, giving up completely. "Father! Father! Father!"

He called out!

"Broken cross!"

No sooner had she finished cursing than she felt a pulling sensation in her body, her soul spinning. When Zhao Zhao opened her eyes again, she saw Mosen Cain, dressed in a black and red vampire suit, exuding an aura of power and expressionless.

Her innocent, bewildered eyes met the man's deep, bloodshot pupils, and immediately filled with tears. Zhao Zhao threw herself into his arms, and the grievances of the past few days surfaced instantly.

"Why are you only just waking up?!"

Zhao Zhao was extremely rebellious and even started complaining about his father.

Mosen Cain remained silent, holding Zhao Zhao as he surveyed the surroundings... and the cross.

Nestled in his comforting embrace, Zhao Zhao felt confident and at ease. "Father, it's this thing that hurt my third and fourth brothers, and even killed many humans."

"Outside, the golden light has even spread for miles! It has caused immense suffering to the human race; you must teach it a lesson!"

He couldn't wait to tell Morsen Cain what he knew, as if he had found a reliable and reassuring support.

Mosen Cain remained calm and unresponsive upon hearing this. He patted Zhao Zhao's head to comfort her, then carried her closer to the massive cross and asked, "Aren't you afraid of it either?"

A cool, clear voice rang in her ears, making Zhao Zhao feel exceptionally at ease. She smiled and said, "Yes~"

Mosen Cain glanced at Zhao Zhao and said, "Even if you're not afraid of it, you shouldn't have come here."

"But it's ravaging the human race..."

"This is my obligation, not yours."

"As long as I'm alive, it's not your place to deal with it, you little brats."

As he spoke, he looked down from the tower, intending to send Zhaozhao back.

"I'm not leaving! That stinky father isn't cute at all!" Zhao Zhao gripped the stair railing tightly, refusing to let go. Mo Sen Cain secretly tightened his grip, staring at him expressionlessly, seemingly trying to intimidate him.

But Zhao Zhao has seen all kinds of situations and isn't afraid at all.

She even took the time to glare at him.

Another sigh rang in his ears, and Morsen Cain finally made up his mind not to let Zhao Zhao go out again, and continued walking toward the cross with him in his arms.

“When I was a teenager, before I was just a kid and not the revered progenitor of the vampires, I once entered the tower.”

Mosen Cain took the initiative to tell Zhao Zhao about his past. At the same time, the memory of the curse in Zhao Zhao's memory gradually became clear, and the scene slowly overlapped with Mosen Cain's voice.

"At that time, like ordinary vampires, I was terrified of the golden light of the tower, but I was proud and didn't want the humans who wanted to see me make a fool of myself to be triumphant, so I went into the tower."

“The damage inside the tower was much greater than outside, but I was filled with anger and thought that even if I died, I should see clearly what I died under. So I supported my badly injured body and climbed to the top of the tower.”