Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 301 Am I the weakest son of the vampire progenitor? 38

"My body was numb with pain, but my mind was clear. I saw the golden, holy human relic, the cross, but at that moment, I had only one thought in my mind—to destroy it."

At that time, the human race had driven the vampire race to the brink of destruction, so he naturally had no goodwill towards anything that protected the human race and harmed the vampire race.

“I placed my hand on the cross, naively hoping to use my natural strength to break off even a small piece,” Mosen Cain said, holding Zhao Zhao and slowly placing his hand on it. “But the moment my hand touched it, it turned to ash, and then my body disappeared inch by inch…”

Zhao Zhao was terrified and instinctively tried to stop Mosen Cain from placing his hand on the cross, but she couldn't. However, she noticed that his hand was still perfectly fine, without a single scratch.

He gripped the cross tightly, as if trying to fulfill his wish from years ago. The veins on his long, strong hands bulged, and the cross in front of him remained intact.

"Father……"

"After the entire arm disappeared, it was the body that remained." These few words fully expressed the immense pain and despair that Mosen Cain had endured. Zhao Zhao looked at his memories, her eyes filled with heartache.

"Perhaps it was divine favor for my race. A second before my consciousness faded, I heard a voice saying that he was willing to help me and help the vampires become the rulers of this continent. I agreed."

"Afterwards, their bodies will be reshaped, their strength will increase, and they will no longer fear the cross. Furthermore, the physical qualities of all children born in our race afterward will also be enhanced."

He paused, then lowered his eyes to wipe away Zhao Zhao's tears, and gave him a rare smile, "Why are you crying?"

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Zhao Zhao pouted and nodded with a wronged expression, as if he were the one suffering these hardships.

Mosen Cain stared into his eyes and continued, "After that, I led the powerful vampires to defeat the humans and become the rulers of this continent."

Mosen Cain didn't mention the curses that vampires fear sunlight and are prone to slumber. After waiting for a while without hearing anything, Zhao Zhao asked, "Then Father, when did the vampires' fear of sunlight begin?"

From memory, it was after Mosen Cain left the tower that it began, but Zhao Zhao wanted to hear him say it in person.

Mosen Cain stared at him intently, his deep eyes unfathomable, causing Zhao Zhao to shrink back. “Naturally, it all started from the day I was resurrected, including my slumber, my longevity… it all began on that day, accompanying the entire history of the vampire rule.”

"Hilgarven, do you know why these phenomena occur?"

Zhao Zhao shook her head, her innocent eyes filled with confusion. "I don't know."

Mosen Cain: "Because this is the price of the vampires' power—a curse, a curse of the gods."

Then came another long silence. Seeing that he was no longer speaking, Zhao Zhao went back to look at Mosen Cain's memories. Halfway through, Zhao Zhao shuddered, incredulous, "Father..."

Mosen Cain seemed to have finally made up his mind, gently patting his head. "However, the curse can be broken. Do you want to know the price of breaking the curse?"

Looking at Zhao Zhao, who already knew from his memories, he nodded silently.

Ultimately, there's no escaping it. So be it. The curse is precisely the task I must unravel.

“God said that thousands of years later, as long as I hand over a person, a person who is not afraid of the golden light of the tower and cross, the curse will be lifted.”

“Now, I have found…Hilgarven.”