Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here-Chapter 1189: The Vampire Princes Blood Slave (67)

The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (67)

The atmosphere in the castle was growing darker and more terrifying.

Before Bai Weiwei’s arrival, Prince Arthur’s work and rest were very regular.

Sleep for a few months, wake for over half a day, then continue to sleep.

The longest time he could sleep was a year.

Then he would get up to participate in Blood Banquets, or receive the most delicious youths and maidens, selected through a strict screening.

Of course, without exception, he would end up choosing nothing and sink into an irritable hunger.

This was because none of these humans could pass through his lips.

In the end, he could only drink some artificial blood used to substitute Blood Kin meals.

Those meals had an awful taste, but in Prince Arthur’s eyes, at least these meals didn’t have the flavor of humans.

Of course, to all Blood Kin, the taste of humans was fragrant, and they were completely unable to understand the sentiments of a food-averse Blood Kin.

So most of the time, he slept.

The hobby of the Blood Kin prince with the greatest strength was sleeping.

This caused the servants in Arthur’s castle to be extremely laid back.

But everything ended after Bai Weiwei came.

As Prince Arthur’s first blood slave, her identity and status were extremely special.

For her, Prince Arthur was awake in the day and did not sleep at night.

This caused all the castle’s Blood Kin servants, as well as the human maids, to not dare to lower their guards.

The most terrifying thing was, Prince Arthur’s emotions began to grow more extreme.

When he was happy, he was like the spring breeze.

When he was unhappy, he was like a cyclone–

Smashing the entire castle to ruins.

And now his mood was like a hurricane. Moreover, it persisted; however long Bai Weiwei was locked up was however long he remained irascible.

Many rooms had become the targets of his anger, and under his red blades of light, they had completely turned to rubble.

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By Elizabeth’s calculations, the castle would fall in a few days–

Because many load-bearing walls had been destroyed by Their Highness the Prince.

The castle now was a little better than ruins.

Elizabeth tremblingly carried the wine and brought it into another room.

She was truly frightened by the current prince.

After all, not only had the castle been destroyed, but also many people had died due to his onslaught.

Upon entering the room, she was greeted by strong sunlight.

Arthur sat expressionlessly on a chair. Beside him was a wine bottle.

These magical bottles were extremely costly and could make Blood Kin drunk.

For Arthur, it was like drinking water.

The more powerful the Blood Kin was, the less susceptible they were to the magic of these drinks.

Elizabeth bowed her head, respectfully placing the bottle of wine on the adjacent table.

“Your Highness, a visitor has come.”

Arthur gazed indifferently at the sunlight outside the window. Sunlight was one of the things Blood Kin most hated.

Although they weren’t affected by it, Blood Kin liked dark environments.

For them, gazing into the sun for a long time was the same as a human being oppressed in darkness for a long period.

It would easily affect the mind.

He was silent and sharp, like a honed blade giving off a terrible killing intent.

Elizabeth trembled intensely.

The suppression of a superior being was extremely painful.

She could only hurriedly withdraw. “I will inform the guest that your honored self is resting.”

Suddenly, he coldly spoke. “Let him in.”

It seemed he already knew who the visitor was.

Elizabeth immediately saluted. “Yes, Your Highness.”

Then, just as she was about to turn and leave quickly, His Highness the Prince’s voice drifted over, carrying with it a trace of hesitation.

“Is there anything unusual about her?”

Elizabeth’s footsteps stiffened. She recalled the information sent by the servant who was monitoring Bai Weiwei.

She could only shake her head with difficulty. “Miss sleeps most of the time, and she seems a bit weak.”