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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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1045 Chs

Chapter 882: Going Beyond Limits.

Chapter 882: Going Beyond Limits.

Red... Red like the blood of his enemies, that's how Vlad's vision was now.

As he watched Shur, the entirely white Elder God, only hatred was felt in his heart.

The pure and unadulterated feeling of hate. A feeling that was being driven by the sight of his dead wife in his arms that seemed to be playing through his eyes as if it were a movie.

A roar of hatred was heard all around, and Vlad's crimson and black-toned figure flew towards Shur's head, piercing him through and through.

It was an attack that not only damaged The Elder God's Soul but also his flesh. However, just as happened in previous times, the Elder God's body began to visibly recover. Such was the God's vitality.