Victor_Weismann

Victor was a normal 21-year-old man, he grew up in a loving family that helped him take care of himself knowing that he had a practically incurable disease, the RH null blood, he was the owner of a rare blood type...

But what Victor didn't know, is that this blood type was a delicacy in the supernatural world, creatures that fed on blood loved his blood type...

And that blood he hated would be the factor that would make Victor the greatest vampire of all time.

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My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires.

Chapter 1118: Have faith, my friend.

The same applied to Andrew who also opened his eyes wide when he realized this fact. The Inquisitors were like the Onmyo; they drew their strength from their Faith in God, something he had never really been able to achieve because… Well, he didn't believe in God.

He wasn't a pagan or anything, it was just hard to believe in something you knew existed but has never once helped you. Andrew was a practical guy. If it was before he was introduced to the Supernatural World, he might have believed in such an existence. But now? It was impossible.

Considering how many 'bad' Gods he had seen, he really wasn't comfortable with it.

Surprisingly, these thoughts of Andrew's were what plagued most Humans nowadays. Because of that, the Religion of The Blood God was so popular. Even though there were other Gods, the Gods of this religion acted like real Gods who rewarded those who were faithful and put in the effort.