Injustice in Marvel

Chapter 257 The Perfect Experimental Product
In all fairness, Dracula didn't believe that a guy who opened his mouth, a big bat and shut up a vampire would be a noble blood.

But the familiar smell on this guy can never be faked!

Dracula wasn't the original Bloodline.

Blood races of the same period as him also existed, but those same races had already been killed by him!
"You...what are you..."

"Father Wo Nen! Wu Wu Wu chat, also ask directly, Fan Bufan!"

Leon touched his pocket and looked around in the space again.

There is no token or anything, it lacks dramatic effects!
But after thinking about it, yes, how could I put a big bat in the space!
Then how can we eat!
Staring at the dignified Dracula across the way, Leon put his hands in his pockets, relaxed.

"Your name is Dracula, right? No wonder I waited for you for so long and you didn't come to die. It turns out that you ran to the deep mountains and old forests to pretend to be zombies. Oh! That's right!"

As he said that, he took out the useless cinnabar yellow paper talisman that he bought before the [-]th Clan dungeon with Blade Speedrunner from the space, and shook it twice in front of Dracula: "Big bat, can you take this thing away?" Stick it on your forehead? It's not that I don't want to stick it on my own, but mainly because I think you're ugly."

Then, another... black donkey's hoof? !

"This, do you eat?"

Dracula maintained a high degree of vigilance against the strange behavior of this guy in front of him.

Just now, this person injured himself with just a single finger. Judging from his weird mask, strong physical fitness, and ability to fly in the air without wings, everything this person took out may be It is a magic item with unknown effects.

Still, don't underestimate it!
Prudent thinking, of course, should be accompanied by prudent action.

Dracula shook his huge wings and backed away a little.

"Oh! It's really useful!"

Leon held up the black donkey's hoof, and asked very puzzled: "Why are you not as good as that, Gao Tiannu? I fed him six black donkey's hooves, and he was just a little bit full, just a little nauseated." .

If it was cooked, he would definitely not be unable to eat the seventh one. "

Obviously, the one left in Lyon's hand is the seventh one.

"Gao Tiannu?!"

Dracula thought the name sounded familiar...

"I remember~"

Leon interjected again: "It's your disciples and grandchildren! Hey! They were still shouting your name when they died, but what your ancestor did is not good!"

As soon as these words came out, Dracula knew where Leon's strange sense of familiarity came from.

This guy has been stained with the blood of the vampire more than once, more than once!

Dracula didn't care, though.

Yes, although he already roughly guessed the fate of the blood descendants he once created, Dracula didn't care at all.

Only blood.

Isn't that cannon fodder that can be created at will?
The life and death of mere cannon fodder, what is it worth, why should you care about it~
Leon was disappointed that he couldn't see the expression he wanted to see on Dracula's face.

"You are far worse than the ancestors who would open their coffins at every turn!"

Dracula asked, "Are you... a hunter?"

"Have you seen the Van Helsing movie? Hey, let me tell you, the heroine's butt...cough cough! I'm hunting you big-headed ghost!"

Leon, who almost said what was in his heart, took out a large handful of garlic from his pocket: "Come on, eat this, and talk about other things after eating."

Seeing the long string of garlic that Leon took out, Dracula actually laughed.

Still smiling very happily.

Because he just realized now that this weird guy seems to know nothing about himself.

With a slight flap of his wings, Dracula moved sideways to the sunlight slanting in from the large hole in the ceiling.

"Don't you know, I am the strongest blood race. I am a daywalker! Those things are useless to me. Hahaha!"

Opening his arms, Dracula flew into the sun, bathing in the warm sunshine ecstatically.

"I haven't been in the sun for decades, hehe..."

Opening his eyes again, Dracula looked at Leon confidently, and raised his head proudly: "I am, immortal!"

It happened that a clone came in and asked for garlic. When Dracula closed his eyes and basked in the sun, Leon was pouring chili powder, garlic, cumin and other things on the ground for the clone. did not hear.

"Short oil~ It seems to be very impolite! Which, can you repeat it?"

Dracula laughed ferociously: "There's no need to hide your fear! Hahaha, I'm immortal! You've messed with an existence you shouldn't have..."

Holding a lot of condiments, the clone nodded: "Yeah! He's right. By the way, you are bringing me two bottles of wine. Banner doesn't know what happened to him. The more he drank, the more he cried, the more he cried. The more you drink, the more alcohol you will run out of."

Leon took out a wine bottle from the space again and gave it to the avatar.

And this scene finally completely angered Dracula of [Prudence First].

"Die—!"

Flying down at high speed, the red light in Dracula's hand froze, transforming into a red solid long sword, and slashed at Leon's neck forcefully!

clang!
The big bone stick is invincible in the world! !

"Don't be so anxious~ Look at you, the nasolabial folds are all out.

Are you in such a hurry to court death! "

He pressed the long sword in his hand hard, but unfortunately, Dracula couldn't shake himself, but the guy in the mask didn't move at all!
In terms of strength, there seems to be a huge gap...

Dracula cheered himself up in a panic: "I said it! I am..."

Bang!
With a kick to Dracula's chin, after the first large hole from the outside to the inside, there was another small hole from the inside to the outside in the ceiling.

Instantly chasing after Dracula, who had stagnated and was still looking down, raised the big bone stick and knocked down hard!
Tianling Gai made a crisp sound.

There was also a third hole in the ceiling.

Leon also fell to the ground again, standing next to Dracula who was lying on the ground and still laughing.

"Eh? You're so good at it? You're about to be beaten to death by me~"

"Hahaha...hahahaha! I...cough cough! I said, I am immortal!"

Leon squatted down, thought for a while, and shouted loudly to the clone outside: "Hey! Come in, bring me some salt and chili noodles!"

Dracula's expression changed, and his smile disappeared completely: "You, what are you going to do!"

"Don't worry! Don't worry!"

Leon hurriedly comforted him and said, "It's not what you think. I'm not interested in roasting you at all. Uh... you big bat, it's disgusting to look at."

Touching Dracula's forehead with messy hair, Leon opened his wound with his hand.

"You won't die, then you say, [It hurts to death], will it become a sick sentence forever for you?"

A trace of uneasiness flashed through his heart, and Dracula struggled to get up and get out of the clutches of this neurotic guy.

It's just that in terms of strength, it's still a little bit worse after all.

"Eh? Why do you come in so many?"

Wuyang Wuyang squeezed in dozens of avatars, all of them holding something in their hands.

"Hehe, don't you want to come here and try a new idea? He is immortal, isn't this a natural perfect experiment?!"

That's right.

"Then you guys do it, I'm going to eat something."

Leon's main body left, and dozens of clones surrounded Dracula...

(End of this chapter)