Chapter 1241

---- 163. NO... HE'S NOT JUST ONE MAN NARRATOR Edgar had rarely felt such a chilling pressure on him. Not even in his prime did the Vampire Lord of his clan strike this much fear. "Walk faster or I'll drag you," Zarek's terrifying voice came from right beside him. The vampire was basically sprinting through the jungle, heading toward the Sorcerers' Continent. The man smelled just like Victoria's blood, which was why he had mistaken him for her.

Damn, now he knew where that vampiress got her killer aura. Edgar's eyes scanned for a way out, trying not to be obvious. But he could feel it-there was nowhere to hide. And worst of all, in the middle of this life-or-death situation, the weirdest conversation in history was unfolding right behind him. "Did you see how amazing our little mistress acted? I'm unbeatable!" ---- The "woman" who had crept out of the shadows like a creepy black widow was bragging to another undead walking beside her.

don't know if it's a girl..." "I'm almost sure it's another mini-Celine. And if it's a prince, we'll need someone to play his double lat..." The

he was in serial killer mode. "One more word and you're going back to sleep," he growled, narrowing his eyes. The "women" lowered their heads, but their eyes locked, ---- clearly gossiping and protesting in silence. Zarek kept walking, rubbing his temples. Damn the moment he shared his secrets with

undead to be warriors, not chaperones, failed actresses, or tea-time besties! Victoria, what the hell are you doing? Zarek remembered

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255