As the rolling stones continued to slide down, the entire underground space quickly became dark.

"Vlad, I'm telling you, don't mess around."

A slightly panicked voice suddenly sounded in the darkness.

"Wow~!!"

There was a sound of water, and two figures gradually emerged in the green lake.

"Antidote!" A low roar came from Vlad's mouth.

A pair of red eyes were still clearly visible even through the dim space.

Protruding veins appeared on Vlad's handsome face, looking particularly ferocious.

A pair of bloodthirsty fangs could not help but protrude from the mouth.

Looking at Vlad, who was staring at him with a cannibalistic look, Malkin stiffened his neck, forced himself to maintain his composure on the surface, and said with a sneer:

"There is no antidote to this voodoo~! Just give up on this idea."

"In no more than half a quarter of an hour, you will be poisoned and die."

Malkin looked at Vlad sarcastically. Although he was panting in his heart, he showed no sign of weakness on the surface.

At this time, Vlad felt extremely hot and had the urge to destroy everything in front of him.

Before he lost his mind, he wanted to use his blood to drive out these toxins.

He didn't want to flow with the blood, but instead accelerated the infection of toxins into the body, and wisps of cold sweat couldn't help but fall from his forehead.

A desire to destroy everything and a hot restlessness coming from deep within his body constantly stimulated Vlad's sensitive nerves at this time.

Just when Vlad was forcibly suppressing the abnormality in his body, Malkin took advantage of this opportunity and quickly turned into black mist and escaped from Vlad.

"It only takes half an hour for Vlad's soul to be torn apart by the violent spiritual will, and he will eventually explode and die. Hum..." Malkin sneered in his heart.

This poison was an unexpected companion product of the medicine lake concocted by Malkin, and it filled this underground space on weekdays.

Only by entering the medicine lake as soon as possible can we avoid being eroded by this deadly plague of voodoo.

Vlad was so clever that he was mistaken for his cleverness.

Malkin used this vigilance to mislead Vlad into not entering the lake, which shows Malkin's cunning and understanding of human nature.

A strong force suddenly came, and before Malkin could run far, he was instantly pulled downwards by a strong hand.

Malkin was horrified and thought to himself: If you are going to suffer, you must not be caught by him, otherwise you will be torn into pieces by Vlad who goes crazy!

Looking at Vlad, whose skin was red and radiating high temperature, and whose eyes were full of destruction and madness.

Especially as the energy of the lake squeezed in, the last trace of clarity in his eyes disappeared.

"Ang~!!"

A thundering dragon roar sounded, Malkin broke free from Vlad's arm, turned into a black dragon and soared into the sky.

Driven by instinct, Vlad also transformed into a demon form, constantly chasing behind the dragon, and frantically venting his desire to destroy everything around him.

For a moment, the sound of fighting and roaring began to fill the entire underground space.

It's just that the underground space is too small for the two huge creatures to use their hands and feet.

Soon the two of them chased each other and started a close-quarters fight.

"Boom~!!"

"Wow~!!"

Flames were everywhere, and rocks from the roof of the cave continued to fall.

A demonic figure filled with the aura of violence and destruction suddenly rushed out of the dragon flames and caught the black dragon that was escaping, intending to tear the opponent's body apart.

In order to resist the demon, the dragon also launched a desperate counterattack.

Blood fell like rain, and both of them had given up on civilized fighting methods.

Some only have the most primitive violence left.

Biting, scratching, almost any part of the body that can be used. Just as time went by, the extremely ferocious hand-to-hand fighting and biting between the two huge creatures gradually changed and turned into a completely different look.

"Ang~~!"

The black dragon suddenly widened its pupils and let out a high-pitched roar.

After the body tightened for a while, the struggle became more intense.

The huge dragon claws scratched desperately, and the metal dragon tail behind him made a clattering sound, trying to break free from the demon's shackles.

But as the demon bit and attacked desperately, the dragon's howl gradually became weaker, and its tone completely changed.

After a while, the strange dragon roars dispersed, but the woman's gasp suddenly sounded.

As the turquoise lake water continues to churning, you can see that the form of two huge creatures fighting has undergone a huge change.

It's just a process, not as wonderful as imagined.

The lake churned and the earth shook.

The dragon gathers strength from time to time and rises up to resist, but often encounters more violent revenge.

For a time, intermittent high-pitched dragon roars continued to echo in the ground, and the devil's whispers were heard among them.

Time passed and the battle lasted for three full days.

Everywhere in this dark underground space. There were almost traces of the brutal fight between the two.

Potholes, cracks in the ground, lakes were deformed, and rubble filled the ground.

This shows how brutal the process was.

During this period, Malkin always launched resistance from time to time.

Sometimes it turns into a human to struggle and escape, sometimes it turns into a giant dragon, biting and roaring.

No matter what method he uses, as long as Malkin resists, he will often be rewarded with more violent impact and destruction from the devil.

Following the originally weak dragon roar, it let out a high-pitched cry.

The dragon, which had lost the power to resist, began to be manipulated by the devil.

Until one day later.

With a roar from Vlad, he launched a last powerful attack.

Malkin, who was lying on the shore, was covered with wounds, and a strange red appeared on his fair and plump body.

After a violent tremor.

The two exhausted their last bit of physical strength and both fainted.

Following Malkin, the plump, scratched peach slowly slid into the water.

Vlad, who was close to Malkin, also slid down.

In this way, the two people who were hugging each other and unconscious fell to the bottom of the green lake.

It can be seen that as the two sank into the green lake, the abundant energy was absorbed by the two people who were in a coma.

After several days of fighting, the almost dry body finally welcomed the rain.

Almost with the cooperation of the two people's subconscious, energy rushed into the body almost crazily, and unexpectedly formed a strange cycle from the connection between the two people.

Just one day after the two people fell into a coma, the night of the blood moon suddenly fell.

Darkness, endless darkness.

In a daze, a mysterious thread suddenly connected Vlad's consciousness space.

Vlad faintly heard whispers, rustling, not real.

Until a certain moment, the body suddenly relaxed, as if it had broken free from some heavy shackles.

At the moment when the soul cried out to break free from the shackles, the sound gradually became clear.

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