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My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires.

Victor was a normal 21-year-old man, he grew up in a loving family that helped him take care of himself knowing that he had a practically incurable disease, the RH null blood, he was the owner of a rare blood type... But what Victor didn't know, is that this blood type was a delicacy in the supernatural world, creatures that fed on blood loved his blood type... And that blood he hated would be the factor that would make Victor the greatest vampire of all time. ........................... [A/N: The cover is mine, it's original.] This novel is being edited by: IsUnavailable, And Davo 2138. If you want to support me so that I can pay artists to illustrate the characters in my novel, visit my Patreon: patreon.com/VictorWeismann More characters images in: https://discord.gg/4FETZAf

Victor_Weismann · Fantasia
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1114 Chs

Chapter 182: He's coming for you.

"NOOOOO!"

Hearing a scream of pain that sounded more like the howlings of a wounded animal, everyone looked in the direction of the scream.

"This is..."

"Don't tell me… Elder lost…"

The werewolves couldn't believe what they were hearing, they couldn't believe their Elder lost.

"Not even the elder was able to defeat a vampire count…?" One of the werewolves asked aloud in disbelief, while this werewolf also felt envious of vampires who didn't rely on an Alpha to get stronger.

"Master won!" Bruna somehow felt an immense satisfaction, and she found this feeling very strange. After all, she was celebrating the death of someone, and, as a Nun, this was something unthinkable.

But...

"It's okay, he's my god, so if he said it, he's correct!" Her eyes weren't pretty.

'He avenged my childhood friend too! As expected of my god.'

The power of faith was incredible, wasn't it?