100 Ways to Get the Male God

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【Story 9】

【Lorder's side story】

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The ancient sleeping dark castle, the medieval style and sculpture, the roses entwining the huge corridor under the moon, the expression of the fallen angel is calm and cold.

In the mysterious and delicate coffin, the blood clan slept peacefully.

The cursed race that rebelled against God was deprived of the right to contact the sun, drawn away from warm emotions, and wandered in darkness. I don't like people to be near, I don't like to live in groups, I only get used to being alone and being lonely forever.

Powerful, cursed race.

I don't know when life begins or when it will end.

If there are no ups and downs in emotions and cannot be felt, then a long life has no meaning.

But can't die.

The sterling silver cross stood behind the coffin. It was clearly a deadly weapon that could harm the blood clan. The young king looked at it silently, but he could not feel that kind of fear.

Even the blood of the sacred unicorn only makes people feel uncomfortable at the entrance, except to fill the hunger, it can't be shocked by any waves.

He lowered his long eyelashes, silently.

until a certain day.

Divine consciousness has been looming over the castle, it is from the king's super perception, but all along, he has not deliberately paid attention to anything, until that night that seemed to be no different——

A low voice.

A cold anger suddenly rose from the depths of his consciousness, almost burning the calm and ruthless brain of the blood clan. The young vampire opened his wine-red eyes, raised his hand silently, and clasped the edge of the coffin with his pale and slender fingers.

He got up slowly, his expression calm.

However, the anger did not diminish at all.

Not rage, but a cold, indifferent, extremely unpleasant emotion.

He stood before the cross and closed his eyes.

Even if he never deliberately exerted coercion, the nobility of his bloodline was enough to make ordinary nobles shiver.

The young king looked calm.

- "You can only call me 'sir'."

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In the main god space.

"Send it."

As the reverberation of these words drifted away, the girl's figure gradually disappeared and left the space.

After a while, the trembling voice of the system sounded again: "Lord God... Lord God..."

There was no one in the space, and no voice answered, but the system's voice trembled even more: "It's my fault, I didn't protect the host well..."

Still no one spoke.

Although the main god did not appear, the system seemed to be able to imagine the young man's indifferent, indifferent and calm appearance with his eyes down.

It dared not speak.

At that time, it originally intended to help the host to escape the fate of being sucked blood in another way.

However, even it did not expect that just a casual call would wake up the sleeping god.

The host has always called the main god an adult.

But... in fact, whoever calls the Lord God Lord, isn't it all adults...

The system is aggrieved.

It's really overestimated - overestimated the ability of the Lord God to bear the host's contact with others...

Even the same name is not allowed to be called.

Thinking of what the Lord God was busy with recently, the system fell silent for a while.

It is said that the old master god created himself and let himself help the host to conquer the master god, but what do you think now, why is it unreliable?

Does this person still need a strategy...

The system is silent and vicissitudes.