Transmigrated as a Beloved Short-Lived Character

A system named Zhaozhao, at the request of the Main God, travels to various worlds as a quick transmigration task-taker.

As the journey of life begins, one legend after another unfolds. He is...

Chapter 277: Am I the weakest son of the Blood Clan Ancestor?

What made the system even more angry was that so many days had passed, and those irresponsible blood princes still hadn't remembered their poor host.

He really doesn't have the slightest heart to act like a brother.

At this time, Zhao Zhao was so hungry that he even felt like he could gnaw off the coffin boards and eat them.

However, after lying down for so long, Zhao Zhao felt lazy and said, "System, I'm hungry."

The system replied immediately, "Host, you can go find your blood servant." The blood servant had signed a contract with Zhao Zhao, so Zhao Zhao could easily find him.

But Zhao Zhao didn't even get up. He turned over and closed his eyes again, muttering, "System, I'm too lazy to move."

system:【……】

After a pause, he said incredulously, "If you don't drink blood, you'll starve to death!"

The host's soul was already damaged, and his body was weaker than that of a normal vampire. Now he was in the form of a fragile little cub, so how could he withstand such hunger?

The system urged Zhao Zhao several times but there was no movement, which was a perfect example of "the emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is".

There was no other way. The system urged, "Host, call your father and have him take you to find the blood servant."

By the way, teach these irresponsible brothers a lesson!

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhao truly forgot his father's instructions. He listened to the system's advice and kept muttering in his heart, "Father, father, I want to eat, I want to eat."

This time the waiting time lasted for five minutes, and after five minutes, Zhao Zhao's coffin was opened again.

The father and son both had identical tired expressions. Zhao Zhao sensed a familiar presence and, unable to open his eyes, said weakly, "Father, I'm so hungry~"

Suddenly Zhao Zhao felt his body being picked up by strong arms. Mossen Cain checked on his youngest son and fed a drop of blood to Zhao Zhao.

A deep voice with a hint of fatigue sounded beside Zhao Zhao's ears, "Where's Darid?"

Zhao Zhao was so focused on drinking blood that he didn't want to talk at all. Mossen Cain had a dark face and went to find Darid according to his blood relationship.

In the empty square in front of the largest church in the human area, Darid sat on a throne that was specially placed there, exuding an air of luxury.

There was always an elegant and gentle smile on his face, but it was in sharp contrast to the surrounding scene - except for where he was, there were corpses lying in all directions everywhere, and scarlet blood was flowing all over the ground.

In the pools of blood, many humans were still kneeling on the ground. Some of them were trembling with fear, obviously surrendering, but others still stood straight, showing no intention of retreating.

Darede curled his lips slightly, and after sweeping a look of contempt at the "unruly people" who would rather die than surrender, he nonchalantly ordered the vampire soldiers standing beside him, "Since that's the case, then kill them all."

It was already late at night. The vampires were always afraid of the sun, so they chose to hide during the day and come out at night. The time they chose to act was naturally the most advantageous for them.

Half of Darid's face was hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to discern his true emotions. Only a chilling air blew in his face. The other half of his face was bathed in the bright moonlight, and his handsome and innocent face wore a smile as warm as the spring breeze, making him look like a harmless gentleman.

These two contradictory characteristics are actually concentrated in one person, which perfectly illustrates what it means to be "half angel and half devil".