the end of the heavens

Russell glanced at it in disgust, threw the ball of dirty water into the abyss, and raised his hand to attract another curtain of water.

"Van Helsing, what were those bats just now? Did you see Dracula?"

Russell stepped on the waves and landed, ignoring the adoring eyes of everyone, and went directly to the lying corpse of Fan Helsing, and lifted him up from the ground.

Fan Helsing's mouth slanted and his eyes slanted, and he twitched occasionally. His acting skills were superb, as if the effect of the paralyzing buff was still there.

Russell said faintly: "Quickly answer, or there will be thunder again!"

Van Helsing stood up straight when he heard the words: "Those bats are the incarnation of Dracula. The devil gave him the ability to split into thousands of bats. As long as one is still alive, it can be resurrected infinitely."

"What a troublesome ability..."

Russell frowned slightly, and he was another person who did not abide by the law of energy conservation!

"Thinking about it from another angle, the strength of the split individuals is poor, so this move is very common." Fan Helsing was very open-minded. If it was a person, he could come and go as he wanted, no matter how many bats he had, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

"I didn't mean that..."

Russell said solemnly: "If he splits into a separate individual and hides in a corner that no one knows, wouldn't it be impossible to kill forever?"

Van Helsing frowned slightly, looked around vigilantly, and approached Russell quietly: "You must not have forgotten that a werewolf can kill Dracula, and your five werewolf brothers may become the trump card."

"They can't!"

Russell shook his head resolutely. He has done research, and the werewolf blood in the two worlds is not connected. The five werewolf warriors did not have the werewolf virus that Dracula was afraid of.

"Because the strength is too weak?"

Van Helsing was thoughtful. He had just captured a prisoner in the castle and obtained an important piece of information. Dracula had an antidote to the werewolf virus.

If... is if, not true!

He was infected with the werewolf virus, and the werewolf he transformed into must be stronger than Russell's five followers. After killing Dracula, he injected the antidote and turned back into a human. Wouldn't the problem be solved perfectly?

"on the one hand!"

Russell took a deep look at Fan Helsing, and said bluntly: "I know what you are thinking, don't dream, there will be no full moon to transform you tonight."

"Not necessarily, the weather will change as soon as it changes, maybe it will clear up in a while."

"Shut up!" Russell rolled his eyes. If there is no thunder or rain, the situation will only get worse!

The environment of the floating stone bridge was dangerous, and there was an abyss under the feet. Everyone didn't want to stay for a long time, so they hurried to the other side of the castle.There are Frankensteins, the initiative is on them, and Dracula will come to the door.

Everyone advanced along the suspended stone path, and quickly ran to the tower on the other side of the frozen castle. Except for Russell, everyone else hated thunder and rain.

Rumble!

A flash of thunder passed by and hit Russell right in the middle. Several people around consciously retreated a safe distance, and they were already used to this scene.

Van Helsing at the front stopped and grabbed the long sword from Anna's hand. Russell looked forward and saw the gloomy Count Dracula standing at the end of the road.

With long black hair tied behind his head, and a handsome yet majestic face, Dracula walked out of the tower with graceful steps and stopped on the only way.

"Van Helsing? Gabriel?"

Dracula sneered, read the two names back and forth, and finally said meaningfully: "We are part of this game, but we are not competitors, but puppets manipulated by others..."

"You are carrying a curse, and I am also carrying a curse. We can join forces and become comrades-in-arms and companions, not necessarily enemies."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Dracula expressed his ambition. He was unwilling to be subdued all the time. He wanted to become the king and the one and only.

"Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying."

Fan Helsing waited to die for more than 400 years, and had no interest in Dracula's ambitions. He charged with his long sword upside down, and the tip of the sword rubbed against the ground, shooting out a series of sparks. Cut off Dracula's head.

The headless body stood still, and the flying head turned into hundreds of black bats, knocking Fan Helsing out.

The bats return, converging on the headless body, reincarnating as a head that remains graceful.

"Gabriel, you saw it too, you can't kill me at all!"

After the words fell, Count Dracula's face changed slightly, thick water walls rose on the left and right sides of the stone path, and the huge spherical water curtain isolated the space, enclosing Dracula alone.

Whoa!

As soon as the water curtain gained momentum, it was torn apart by a pair of sharp claws. Dracula suffered a loss once, and instantly turned into a 3-meter-tall humanoid bat and forcibly protruded.

After he came out, he glared at Russell viciously: "You nondescript priest, I swear I will suck your blood dry."

"You can try!"

Russell scanned the system's personal panel, deliberating whether to use that skill card. 8)

Chapter 5 and Ten: The Villain Died of Talking

After thinking for a while, Russell gave up. He couldn't kill Dracula, and Dracula couldn't do anything to him. There was no need to waste a card here.

Moreover, Dracula is only relying on his immortality to show off his power, and he is at a disadvantage in other aspects, regardless of the number of people, equipment, and appearance. The person who is anxious should be Dracula.

Russell touched the cross necklace on his chest, considering the pros and cons of throwing it to Van Helsing. After thinking about it carefully, it was useless to stay, and he might be able to complete the task if he went back.

The only downside is losing face!

Hehe, how much is the face of a person who does great things worth?

Russell was so determined that he would stop doing big things, and would not pay back what was rotten in his hands!

He is still engaged in a battle between heaven and man, Dracula has already fought Van Helsing, and the battle is overwhelming.

More than 400 years ago, Dracula died at the hands of Van Helsing. 400 years later, Van Helsing had no power to fight back. He was pressed to the ground and rubbed against the ground. It was only because of his tenacious physique and will that he survived the beating.

In the original book, the strength of the two is very different, and Van Helsing can only compete with Dracula by turning into a werewolf.

Now that he has never been bitten by a werewolf, facing Dracula alone, he will naturally be beaten in various ways.The reason why he was not killed was due to his strong physique, and the reason behind it was that Dracula did not kill him, and made fun of his opponent Yixue's shame in the past.

Van Helsing can't beat Dracula, and killing him is even more impossible. Russell quietly made a gesture, indicating that everyone should see the opportunity and join together. There is no need to talk about chivalry for evil heretics.

But as the battle continued, Russell suddenly found that something was wrong. Van Helsing gradually fought against the transformed Dracula, and the battle changed from one-sided to back and forth.

The cross necklace in his hand was eager to fly out, Russell squinted his eyes slightly and noticed the change, Van Helsing's dark pupils turned dark gold at some point.The decadent temperament of the past was restrained, and his expression was solemn and majestic, as if he had changed himself.

Got a tuba?

Russell made a gesture again, the situation has changed, and he will not move for the time being.

Van Helsing's long sword had been shot down into the abyss long ago. At this time, he was fighting Dracula with his bare hands. Russell waved a water curtain to serve as a defensive barrier. He watched the two fight closely and looked for opportunities to make up the sword.