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

At that time, the human race forced the vampires into a desperate situation. Naturally, he had no good feelings towards anything that protected the human race and hurt the vampires.

"I placed my hand on the cross, naively hoping to use my natural strength to break off even a corner," Mossen Cain said as he held Zhao Zhao and slowly placed his hand on it. "But I never imagined that the moment my hand touched it, it turned to ash, and then my body disappeared inch by inch..."

Zhao Zhao was horrified and subconsciously tried to stop Mossen Cain from placing his hand on the cross, but failed to stop him. However, he saw that his hand was still intact without any scars.

He held the cross tightly, as if trying to fulfill his wish from the past. The veins on his slender and powerful hands bulged, but the cross in front of him was still intact.

"Father……"

"After the entire arm disappeared, it was the body." Just a few words expressed the great pain and despair that Mossen Cain had suffered. Zhao Zhao looked at his memory with heartache in his eyes.

"Perhaps God blesses 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, the body will be reshaped, its strength will be enhanced, and it will no longer be afraid of the cross. The physical qualities of the children born in our clan will also be enhanced."

After a pause, he lowered his eyes to wipe away the tears from the corners of Zhao Zhao's eyes, and rarely raised the corners of his lips to him, "Why are you crying?"

"Want to know what happened next?"

Zhao Zhao pursed his lips and nodded aggrievedly, as if he was the one suffering.

Mossen Cain stared into his eyes and continued, "After that, I led the powerful vampires to defeat the human race and became the ruler of this continent."

Moshen Cain didn't mention the vampires' fear of sunlight, or the curse of deep sleep. Zhao Zhao waited for a long time but didn't hear anything, so he took the initiative to ask, "Then, father, when did the vampires' fear of sunlight begin?"

From memory, it started after Mossen Cain came out of the tower, but Zhao Zhao wanted to hear it from him in person.

Mossen Cain stared at him intently, his deep eyes etched with a solemn expression that made Zhao Zhao shrink his neck. "Of course, it all started from the day I was resurrected from the dead. This includes my deep sleep and longevity... It all started from that day, and has accompanied the entire history of the vampire clan's rule."

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

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

Moshen Cain: "Because this is the price of the vampires' power—a curse, a curse from God."

There was another long silence. Zhao Zhao saw that he had stopped talking, so he went to look at Mossen Cain's memory again. Halfway through, Zhao Zhao shuddered in disbelief, "Father..."

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

Looking at Zhao Zhao, whom he had known for a long time, he nodded silently.

After all, there is no way to escape it. Well, the curse is exactly what I have to do to break it.

"God said that after thousands of years, if I hand over a person to him who is not afraid of the golden light of the tower's cross, he will lift the curse."

"Now, I have found...Hilgavin."