Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

The knights in ink armor clearly come from another force.

They escorted a high-profile carriage and stood on the left and right sides of the church.

Azhao heard Count Ceci say, “Stop, you rude human being. Are you trying to start a war between blood and mankind? ”

This makes Zhao feel a little strange.

Isn't the Church and blood a dead enemy?

She thought the two sides were the kind of dead enemies that never died when they met?

But the relationship doesn't seem so bad.

She questioned her doubts.

Edward looked at Zhao a little strangely: "Why do you think that? ”

He laughed: "Although the relationship is not very friendly because of the nature of the conflict. But we don't break the river with church wells on a weekday. Where's the big revenge? ”

A Zhaoxiao.

Is that so?

Gaze back to the scene of confrontation.

In the face of Count Ceci's questioning, the Church did not answer, but on the other side, one of the Mecca knights' chief-like men drove forward.

“If you'll excuse me, please don't mind the two counts. The scoundrel is Sean, head of the Queen's Order of the Aubrant Empire. ”

Count Geller said the title was too long to remember, please focus.

The knight then began to focus: “Three days ago, His Majesty the Emperor's beloved daughter, His Royal Highness the Empire, mysteriously disappeared. After multiple searches, we discovered that Her Royal Highness appeared in the Dark Night Castle. ”

It means that your blood has withheld our princess.

Gayler subconsciously said it was impossible.

They're not those boring dragons. Why go get a princess?

The captain of the knight received a reply, his face slightly changed, he turned back down and walked to the carriage, seemingly reporting something.

The carriage curtain was suddenly lifted.

What followed was a long howl.

The voice came out, not to mention the reaction of the blood clan, and the churchmen standing next door became difficult to speak of.

Instead, the Knights are immortal, as if they were accustomed to this kind of pie.

Coming out of the carriage first were two lovely maids.

The maids took the wind of incense and immediately followed, a lazy figure came down from it.

As soon as this person comes out, everyone just feels bright in front of him - flashing.

Church people are okay because they always like bright things.

The Knights are fine, too, because they're used to it.

The only strong discomfort is the blood clan across the street.

As a darker race that prefers night and moonlight, they are physically uncomfortable with something like strong light.

This man is clearly an aristocrat.

He was wearing a silk fabric that only nobles could wear, coming from the far east, with a circle of corrugated glow on it, as if he was afraid that no one would know how many precious magic arrays were engraved on it.

And look at his neck, his wrists, his fingers, even his waist... all flashing with all sorts of magical objects.

It's a moving treasure trove.

In such circumstances, he was quite handsome and completely ignored by all.

Gayler blinked and felt like he was going blind.

He even thought to himself, is this some kind of new tactic that humans have invented specifically for our bloodline?

But isn't it too expensive?