An Angel with an Artificial Divine Core

The vampires in the Strike the Blood World draw their power from time.

The massive amount of accumulated time is, simply put, memory.

However, how much time this book can actually steal from the Third Gada Kukokan, remains to be seen.

"You know what? The thing I hate most is being threatened, especially by those close to me."

Mahiro tightened his grip, squeezing Gada's neck so hard it cracked, as if it would snap at any moment.

At this moment, his face was extremely gloomy, and the coldness surging in his eyes was completely undisguised, like a biting wind that could freeze the soul.

The killing intent emanating from him was almost tangible.

It's hard to imagine how many people he must have killed to accumulate such a murderous aura.

But Gada acted as if nothing had happened.

Even if someone is choking me, even if my feet are off the ground and I'm pinned to the wall, even if I'm enveloped by a murderous intent I've never seen before in all this time.

She was like a teru teru bozu (a Japanese doll made of sunny weather), manipulated at will, as if none of what she was experiencing was her own.

A faint, almost imperceptible smile played on his blood-stained lips.

"Getting angry? Heh, impulsiveness really is a uniquely human flaw."

"As if you weren't human before you became a vampire."

That's right, no one is born a vampire.

Even as the progenitor of vampires, he possessed a human identity before being cursed.

This is a universal setting in virtually all worlds, except for extremely rare exceptions.

However, upon hearing his words, Gada smiled radiantly, a joyful smile appearing on her face, and she revealed her pure white fangs.

"No, I am not human when I became a vampire, but from the Devas, and even from the Devas Royal Family."

Although this identity had long been lost to the passage of time, so long that even Gada herself had almost forgotten it, she still remembered it when it was mentioned at this moment.

They created countless races, possess long lifespans, extraordinary strength, and near-immortal Regrowth abilities; they are the demigod race of the ancient gods.

They are indeed like the legendary vampires, unable to resist sunlight, and only able to survive by drinking human blood.

However, Cain ultimately caused the Holy Annihilation, which led to the gods being corrupted into demons and slaughtered indiscriminately.

And so she, the Lost Warlord, and the Eye of Extinction became the so-called immortal progenitors.

Does she hate Cain for turning herself into this?

I don't have that feeling.

After all, becoming like this was her own choice, and being able to bask freely in the sunlight was also thanks to Cain.

This is the first time in all this time that I've encountered such interesting humans, just like "Cain" back then.

Possessing immense pride, yet also a compassionate desire to protect all that seeks protection.

They even resort to any means necessary, regardless of the cost.

He's a complete madman.

Gradually, as Gada's neck was being choked, her emerald pupils turned a deep crimson.

She shakily raised her head, trying to stroke Yotsuba Mahiro's cheek.

But he dodged it by tilting his head.

"What's wrong? Feeling the urge to drink blood? Craving my blood?"

Mahiro had no idea that Gada was thinking about something very important in those few seconds; all he knew was that the woman had suddenly become infatuated.

Even when faced with his question, Gada gave a heavy "hmm".

"I do indeed crave your blood, I want to taste your flavor... Yotsuba Mahiro, I want to cooperate with you, join my side, I am willing to share the rule of the Night Empire with you."

The words were finished.

Mahiro's expression changed instantly, as if he had encountered a pervert. He immediately let go of her hand and moved away from her with a look of disgust.

Is this woman a masochist?

The urge to drink blood stems from lust, a fact that Yotsuba Mahiro very well, so the situation of Gada at this moment is self-evident.

She's in heat.

But Gada didn't seem to care about his disgust. She got up from the ground on her own and asked with a faint smile:

"You're unwilling? I can provide all the protection you desire for everything."

"I don't want to, and I don't need to."

Mahiro even took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands, and said disdainfully, "I will protect my own people, so I won't trouble you, Miss Gada, to worry about them."

"Also, if I really wanted to establish the Night Empire, creating a True Ancestor wouldn't be a problem, but I don't have that intention. I'll leave once I've done what I need to do, so don't bother me."

Gada, looking dumbfounded, chuckled and asked:

"Oh? The chosen one for the True Ancestor... it wouldn't be Avrora Florestina, would it?"

Of course not.

There's also Elizabeth, the [Blood Queen], on Mashima Island, who comes from the same world as Alpha and the others.

Although he didn't quite understand the definition of "True Ancestor," he was certainly qualified to be called the progenitor of vampires, wasn't he?

However, he didn't need to explain to this infatuated woman.

He simply left out a cold remark.

"Leave now, before I have the heart to lay a hand on you."

"Hehe, no way."

Gada smiled mischievously at him, just like a willful little girl.

"You should really consider any suggestions you may have. I'll come back again."

After saying that, Gada smiled happily, then turned around and left without looking back.

"Mahiro, should we intercept and kill her?"

It was Beta who spoke, her face full of indignation as she stared at the departing figure.

"There's no need, and killing a True Ancestor isn't an easy task," Mahiro said softly.

At the very least, he hasn't yet figured out an effective way to kill this group of True Ancestors.

The only options are to erase its existence or completely Decomposition it into fly ash.

But neither the former nor the latter is an easy task.

Then he looked at the blonde elf on the other side.

"By the way, how are things going with Alpha, Gamma, and Ita?"

"Gamma said she's already made contact with Kanase Kensei, and Ita has almost finished researching the technology."

As they spoke, Alpha inadvertently glanced at Natsuki Minamiya, only to see the black-clad gothic lolita looking at them with a serious and inquisitive expression.

Weiwei was still a little angry.

That was the anger of someone who didn't take her seriously and was openly plotting in front of her.

Mahiro didn't pay much attention to Natsuki's reaction, and simply told Alpha to prepare to close the net, only to have his path blocked by Natsuki Minamiya.

"What did you mean by that? What are you planning to do to Kanase Kensei?"

"Nothing."

Mahiro smiled slightly, "It's just to prevent problems from arising, and besides, he has a technology that I'm very interested in."

That is the Artificial Godhead Technology.

Ever since Kanase Kensei's attempt to adopt Kanase Kanon failed, Mahiro has had someone secretly keeping an eye on this man.

As expected, this guy has followed the same old path of creating artificial angels, and he's doing it very discreetly.

Since he couldn't stop this guy from courting death, he wouldn't mind stealing some of the research results.

So Gamma was asked to approach them as an investor.

Then, Ita was tasked with assisting Gamma in recording and improving the Artificial Godhead Technology, and secretly rescuing and sheltering the girls who failed and were on the verge of death.

He simply couldn't tell Natsuki Minamiya these things clearly, nor did he want to.

Given Natsuki Minamiya's personality, she would definitely stop him.

"Wait, senior!"

Just as he had finally managed to trick Natsuki into leaving the cafeteria, Yukina, now free, blocked his way again.

"How?"

"Mahiro, don't you think we should explain about Koyomi Himgari's first time?"

Yukina, with the kindest tone and the sweetest smile, asked Mahiro about the thing he least wanted to talk about.

Unfortunately, this time it wasn't just Yukina who wanted to know.

Even Alpha, Beta, Aye, and Natsuki Minamiya surrounded him, wanting to get an answer.

Although they already knew what had happened, they still hoped to get the information they wanted from Yotsuba Mahiro!

That's truly a terrible mistake.

Chapter 379 Angels with Artificial Godhood (5.1K)

Under the lamplight, the girl slowly opened her bright eyes.

She looked around and found that all around her were pure white walls, dazzling lighting, and spotless clean air.

It's a very formal research lab.

Numerous medical electronic instruments, like statues, silently gazed down upon her lying on the bed. Engraved on the marble bed was a sacred inscription in ancient script, exuding a divine aura.

It was a ward used to isolate special patients, and also a solemn church, as if she were a saint.

"Subject XDA-7, power awakening level increased."

A harsh voice came from somewhere far away, a cold, inorganic voice, like a machine, no different from the voice in a computer.

The girl unconsciously tried to escape the sound, twisting and struggling on the bed.

The light gray handcuffs on his arms made a slight, cold, grating sound.

"Blood pressure and pulse are increasing, body temperature is rising by 0.3 degrees Celsius, and the concentration of cortisol in the blood is rising rapidly. Based on procedure 2544, I request the recitation of apocryphal chapters 6, verses 1 through 9, verses 11."

"Request approval, begin chanting."

A mage-like figure nearby pressed a button.

Solemn music fell upon the head of the struggling girl, and the prayer melody, played repeatedly in countless rounds, was filled with sacred radiance.

Accompanied by the elegant accompaniment of a pipe organ, a hymn composed of mechanical sound effects begins.

As if echoing a sacred song, the words etched on the bed gained brightness.

The room gradually filled with a sacred atmosphere, and the girl slowly stopped what she was doing.

She wore a dark blue short patient gown and a black metal mask, revealing a sinister mask with countless eyeball patterns on her pretty face.

The girl's bare limbs were fair, slender, and frail.

Strange engravings appeared on the surface of her fair skin, intricate magical patterns reminiscent of electronic circuits.

As the mechanical chanting cascaded down, the magical runes on her body flickered incessantly, revealing a higher-dimensional divine essence.

"Continue chanting. Begin administering pain relievers and sedatives, and continue with the hypnotic sleep program!"

She could hear the cold interactions between the magic technicians even when she was half asleep.