the end of the heavens

Bang!

With a gunshot, a cloud of blood exploded on the side of the werewolf, his ferocious howl turned into a whimper, and his body fell to the ground and rolled twice.

The werewolf's self-healing ability is amazing, and the wound heals quickly. Seeing that something is wrong, Weeken flees with his sister Anna.The two ran all the way, and saw the savior at the source of the gunshots.

With a group of twelve fast horses, Russell put the sand eagle back into his sleeve, and said condescendingly, "I see the two are in such a mess, so they must be Prince Wickon and Princess Anna?"

The words were a bit unpleasant, but there was no way to repay the life-saving grace, and Viken didn't feel at ease, and hurriedly said, "Everyone, leave quickly, only silver bullets can kill the werewolf, and it will come after it soon."

While speaking, Weeken froze in place when he saw Serena on the horse.At the same time, Michael also saw Anna and was also dumbfounded.

Two Serena Anna), happy x2?

Serena and Anna were stunned and stared at each other for a long time, unable to speak. Van Helsing finally understood why the townspeople said that someone was pretending to be Princess Anna.This is too similar, except that the hairstyle is almost a replica, even... ahem, he believes that they are real sisters.

"Ho Ho Ho—"

Roaring and roaring came, the severe pain aroused the ferocity of the werewolf, his limbs moved, turned into an afterimage and rushed over from the cliff, and then... slammed on the brakes to stop.

The werewolf hissed and snarled at Russell and the others. The instinct of the beast warned the group of people that it was dangerous, but the prey was right in front of them, and he hesitated for a while, not knowing what to do.

"Everyone, you don't need to talk about chivalry to deal with monsters like werewolves who only know how to kill. Let's fight together!" Fan Helsing drew his sword. I feel uncomfortable all over, and I want to find a guy who is connected with my fate, to be depressed with him.

After Fan Helsing finished speaking, no one paid any attention to him. After a while, he put his sword back into the scabbard shamelessly, and whispered to Russell, "Why pretend you didn't hear it, it shouldn't be like this."

Russell snorted coldly, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, "One, two, three, four, five, catch that werewolf, don't kill him, I want to study it."

Swish!

The five werewolf warriors got off their horses, took off their jackets and outer pants under the shocked gaze of Weeken and Anna, and roared in unison.

Five black werewolves over two meters tall stood up, baring their teeth and moving their hands and feet, surrounding the shivering little brother.

Although they are all werewolves, they are of different species. Russell's werewolves are strong and strong, with black and shiny hair, and they are positive characters at first glance.

Dracula's minions, on the other hand, were covered in yellow feces and had a sallow and emaciated complexion. They were malnourished and lacked calcium for a long time.

The hair on the werewolf's body exploded, and he roared frantically to indicate that he was in danger, but it was useless, and he was still beaten!

"Aww! Aww, aww~~"

The werewolf was beaten and screamed, Russell took a look, then looked away, and coughed lightly, "Continue with the topic just now, I saw the two look stupid, they must be Prince Weeken and Princess Anna, right?"

Viken swallowed, faced the werewolf boss, and hurriedly protected his sister behind him, "Yes, I am Viken, what can I do for you?"

"Prince Wiccan, I heard you are rich?"

"No……"

"Huh!?" Russell snorted softly, looking past Viken and looking at Anna.

"No... that's right, I have nothing but money!"

Chapter 5 and One

In the dense forest, Russell squatted on the ground to study werewolves. According to The Weeknd, Dracula has a werewolf virus that can continuously produce newborn werewolves.

These words evoked Russell's memory, the werewolf was Count Dracula's natural enemy, only the werewolf could kill him.

He is afraid of werewolves, but he is reluctant to bear the ability of werewolves to act during the day, so there is always a werewolf around him as a minion, and he has also developed an antidote to the werewolf virus.

This made Russell suspect that the origins of werewolves and vampires in the [Underworld] world were all related to this earl, and the study of werewolves was also to confirm this.

And Dracula can only be killed by a werewolf...

The reason is unknown, maybe a curse, maybe something else.

But it's hard to say if it's true or not. Anyway, Russell scoffed at it, thinking it was a rumor with little knowledge and no credibility at all.

People will die if they are killed, and gods are no exception, not to mention Count Dracula!

Unable to kill can only show that the strength is not enough, nothing else.

If the rumors are true, only a werewolf can kill Count Dracula, then he is invincible, and God will give him some face.

Therefore, werewolves can be Dracula's natural enemies, but by no means only werewolves can kill him.

Five werewolf soldiers held the little brother down, and each punched him to prevent him from making a sound, so as not to disturb Russell's research.

Being studied by others, it's fine if you don't take anesthesia, and you are not allowed to make a sound when you are in pain. The poor guy lowered his head and wiped his tears, making the onlookers applaud.

It was mainly Weekend and Anna who were applauding. When they learned that Van Helsing, Russell and others had come here specially to eliminate Dracula, the smiles on their faces never stopped.

Van Helsing doesn't want money, but Russell asks for a sky-high fee. The reputation is not for personal profit, but to invest sponsorship money in the great cause of exorcism for the benefit of all beings.

There are many lies, and it is false at first sight!

What made Van Helsing speechless was that the Weeknd was more inclined to Russell between the two. He would rather sell the pot and sell the iron, and bet on the ancestral fief than to ask him for free.

I have seen five werewolf warriors transform, and Russell and his party are numerous and powerful, each with extraordinary bearing. Looking at Van Helsing and his rookie assistant, The Weeknd decided that cheap is not good, and resolutely chose Russell's offer.

It doesn't matter if it's more expensive, as long as it can save my sister's life... No, as long as the nine generations of ancestors can ascend to heaven, the territory doesn't matter, the prince will be whoever he likes.

What's wrong with having nothing, Anna is his greatest wealth, owning Anna is equivalent to owning the whole world!

As for Van Helsing, Weeken greeted people with a smile on the surface, but in fact he responded with an indifferent attitude. Anyway, he didn't need money, so he treated it as a gift.

Bang!

Russell took the pistol handed over by the werewolf soldier, pulled the trigger, and hit the werewolf's chest. Purple light bloomed from the single hole, and the blood vessels near the werewolf's wound were quickly dyed deep purple.

Under his magic-filled eyes, the free dark elements in the air replenished and neutralized the ultraviolet radiation attached to the werewolf's wound. After a while, all injuries were healed.

Russell frowned. The same is true for the Headless Horseman and the werewolf. Could it be that the power of science is so vulnerable in the world of mythology?

After thinking about it for a while, he laughed at himself. It was the same sentence. If you can't kill it, it just means that you are not strong enough. If the ultraviolet bullet can't kill it, it doesn't mean that the ultraviolet grenade can't kill it.

If an ultraviolet nuclear warhead comes and a small sun is built on the spot, let alone a werewolf, his immediate boss Dracula x100 will have to finish playing!

"My lord, only silver weapons can kill a werewolf!" Weeken and Anna reminded him friendly.

Russell was too lazy to talk, nodded and refused to say more, Fan Helsing leaned over curiously, took the gun from Russell's hand, and looked at the row of ultraviolet bullets in the clip, showing strong interest.

His assistant, Carl, is an ascetic monk, a top scientific research talent cultivated by the church, and he snatched the ultraviolet bullet and let out bursts of exclamation.

"Russell, is this a new type of exorcism weapon?" Van Helsing asked.

"Ultraviolet bullets can restrain dark creatures, and have lethal power against ghosts that can only move at night, such as vampires." Russell said, with the Edman alloy long knife in his hand, the sword light bloomed, and chopped the little white werewolf into pieces.