The First Vampire - Chapter 673 - : 671 Suggestion_1

This was the era of worldwide auto transformation!At the age of eighteen, everyone could awaken their autos and become auto men!Some awakened off-road vehicles, some awakened sports cars, and some awakened bicycles!By defeating the steel beasts and mechanical abyss monsters, unlocking achievements, and completing missions, one could earn point rewards to purchase various accessories such as firepower, armor, energy, and power cores!Xu Gu transmigrated here and started off by awakening an S-class heavy truck! Unexpectedly, he even had an additional binding to the Ultimate Enhancement System.[S-class heavy truck] got enhanced and became [SSS-class Leader, Optimus]![S-class liquid hydrogen energy core] got enhanced and became [SSS-class portable hydrogen fusion energy core]![SS-class defense force field] got enhanced and became [God-level Supreme Domain]![SSS-class photon pulse cannon] got enhanced and became [Super God-level Annihilator Cannon]!Starting with the Ultimate Enhancement System, with the body of an auto man, Xu Gu conquered the world, dominated countless realms, and proved his invincibility!

A year ago Raine was discharged from mental institution and had to live in the orphanage. It wasn’t the best place. At least not for someone like her.

Until one faithful night she met him.

He stopped the car.

The clutched on the blanket tightened as Raine wonder if she did something wrong. She could feel it when Torak reached out his hand at her.

Will he hit me? Raine shivered with that thought.

Torak pulled back the hoodie off her head and gently tucked her hair behind her ear.

Don’t. He said firmly, I want to see you, don’t hide yourself…

“The spirit of the guardian angel will breathe new life into human child. Three guardian angels will be born into terrestrial world once again and the three of you will be their protectors.”

“Protectors!!?” Jedrek snapped. In the end, he stopped walking and turned his back to look at the moon goddess from far distance away, his eyes glistening red with anger. His wolf was livid.

“Why do you think we will help?” Kace asked while narrowing his black obsidian eyes, his wolf took control of him. He was the youngest among the three and the less temperamental among them.

The three of them were cursed by Selene because of their ferocious action to gain supreme power and authority.

The moon goddess didn’t bless them with a mate as a punishment of their atrocious way and forced them to involve in this deadly war with the demons.

“You will turn us into a slave for those sickly creatures!?” Torak asked incredulously. “Aren’t you afraid that we will snap them into two?”

The guardian angel was so fragile and they as lycanthropes didn’t appreciate the weaknesses.

“No, you will not.” Selene said patiently. “You will not be their slave nor hurt them, you will cherish them in every way possible.”

Jedrek laughed menacingly upon hearing this, they didn’t care about the resurrected of the beast, once they crossed their territory, with or without the guardian angel he would tear their body apart. “I will be the last person they will see, once I find them.” He was referring to both the guardian angel and the demon.

But, the next voice from Selene was laced with mirth when she spoke.

“You will not hurt your mate.”

Three thousand years of bowing down to the Demon Lord, I would rather be a mortal than a celestial being when looking back, but for her I will… become one who controls life and death!

Being a bottom feeder in society is an unpleasant experience.That's how Kiro felt after being left for dead in a back alley. Abandoned and disappointed by the 'work hard' ethic his parents left for him.'At least the heavens are weeping for me.' As the light from his eyes faded, he declared as the last act of defiance.He awoke in a room he hadn't seen in ten years. Whether it was due to sheer luck or divine intervention, he was grateful.'Through the VR game, Asgard, I'll become filthy rich in this life time.'Kiro was blissfully unaware that his return was a cry for something greater, for the underlying threats that hovered over his world.