Novel & Cerita Black Myth Wukong Book

“You must be strong.” I commanded my body to behave and took a deep breath. Hesitating only briefly after observing the disapproval that consumed his handsome face, I produced my own fangs and sank them into the wound he’d created. He was right. This was no time to be a wimp. I drank reluctantly at first, but then something came over me and I sucked with unabashed greed. The blood had a bitter, metallic taste. It certainly wasn’t as delicious as the sweet nectar animals provided, but it created a sensation of incredible power. After only a small amount, I was sure I could conquer the world single handedly. Strength and power surged through my body with every drop of blood I robbed from