Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

His intense desire to burst from the depths of his soul at that moment nearly drowned him.

Even before Edward had reacted, he had brought people to himself.

Want to get close to her.

Want to hug her.

Trying to touch her with her lips.

Want to stick her fangs in her fragile skin and taste the sweet blood.

But when lying in a special luxury graveyard, looking at a soft, clean little girl, another desire arose in his heart.

He can't hurt her.

I don't want to hurt her either.

Rationality and instinct compete.

Finally, reason takes the upper hand, and bloodthirsty instincts return to darkness.

Despite a long history of physical hunger.

Though I can feel the loss of power.

Edward always remembers his promise to her that if you don't like it, I won't do it.

……

Blood kings don't care about the origin of a "human food”.

But Edward would care about his Zhao.

So he said, "If you want to know about your past, I can help. ”

It is not his pride that, as a perennial race, the bloodline, in many ways, has advantages that many races do not.

A Zhao nodded.

“I want my past back. ”

It feels bad to have no memory.

Like a rootless floating pin.

No past, no future, no place to go.

Edward laughed, bending over and cleaning her hair with the wind blowing away.

“Boom!”

The brilliant golden light shines from the main entrance of the castle, accompanied by a loud bang.

Zhao was shocked: “What's wrong? What's happening? ”

Edward put away the smile on his face and condensed: "Someone is trying to break the boundaries of the castle. ”

When he remembered that golden light, he added: "It's a church man. ”

Only churchmen use that golden glitter of magic.

Church?

A Zhaoyi was shocked.

It seems that in whatever cognition, the Church and vampires are opposed sides.

And, Church, it's great to hear.

She looked at Edward with some concern: "Will the castle be all right? ”

Though she hasn't been in the Dark Night Castle long, vampires don't seem as terrible as they think.

The key is that the blood clan has a high face value, handsome men and women, and all polite and considerate.

Azhao didn't want them to suffer bad things.

Edward looked relaxed: “It's going to be okay. ”

The castle didn't even sound the alarm.

Obviously, the two counts permanently stationed are sufficient.

There's no need for him to come out on such a small occasion.

But looking at Zhao's divine color, he asked: "Want to see it? ”

A Zhao nodded.

The next moment, she had an extra hand in her waist and the whole person was empty.

“Ah!” This came down so suddenly, Zhao shouted softly.

But the next moment, she opened her eyes excitedly.

She was embraced by Edward, halfway through the sky, looking down at the entire Dark Night Castle.

The gorgeous Gothic architecture surrounds the moonlight with a mystery and charm unprecedented in the daytime.

Unfortunately, it's only a few moments away.

She's already at the main entrance to the castle.

Here, there are two waves of people facing each other.

On the other hand, naturally Count Geller and Count Ceci.

And the other side looks much bigger.

Zhao looked at the past and seemed to be divided into two waves.

The white robe was sacred and divine at first glance. No need to think, it must be the church.

As for another wave...

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Good night, hip-hop.