End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

The story of Count Dracula is widely circulated. Although it is the dirty water poured by the enemy, it sounds very substituting.

According to legend, Count Dracula was a powerful knight who led the believers of the Lord and defeated the heretics time and time again on the battlefield, and his belief in the Lord was extremely devout.

His prestige made the enemies frightened, but also attracted various tricks and framing.

During an expedition, Count Dracula's wife was deceived by the enemy's clever words, mistakenly thinking that her husband had died in battle, and committed suicide in grief.

According to the teaching, a suicide has desecrated life and is not eligible to enter heaven, only to be cast into hell.

Count Dracula fought for the Lord all his life, but his wife was thrown into hell. For his lover, he fell down and signed a contract with the devil.

The man incarnated as the son of darkness betrayed his belief in God and surrendered to the devil, not for rights and honors, but only to protect his love.

From the perspective of modern people, Count Dracula is a pure man, and he is as admirable as a guy who dares to masturbate on the Empire State Building for his beloved woman!

But in the world of [Van Helsing], Count Dracula is not a tragic hero, and he is not worthy of sympathy. He is an out-and-out minion of the devil, trying to erode the whole world with darkness.

The most disdainful thing is that he has three wives, all of whom are beautiful.

Shameless!

The three vampire brides, namely Winona, Alila and Malika, are outstanding in appearance, vicious in heart, and full of femme fatales.

Winona regarded Serena as Princess Anna, and she was decapitated for underestimating the enemy, and she was completely chilled. The situation of the other two brides was also very bad at this time.

Alila, the vampire bride, was hit by ultraviolet bullets and fell from the sky into a house. She recovered with difficulty and was surrounded by Michael and five werewolf soldiers as soon as she walked out of the house.

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, Alila's expression turned serious. Having tasted the power of ultraviolet bullets, she didn't dare to underestimate carelessness, and immediately transformed into a bat-winged banshee.

"Fire!"

Clusters of flames bloomed, and the werewolf soldiers were forced to stop pulling the trigger as soon as the magazines were not finished.

Alila flapped her wings and flew high, so fast that the eyes of the werewolf soldiers couldn't keep up. After avoiding the hail of bullets, she swooped down and rushed into the werewolf soldiers like a teleportation.

With sharp claws waving and bat wings sweeping, in just one breath, the five werewolf soldiers broke their hands and feet, their chests collapsed, and they fell out in all directions under the impact of powerful force.

If it was an ordinary person, this kind of injury would be fatal, and Alila felt the same way. The lingering dark smell on the werewolf was subconsciously ignored by her, and it was normal for the exorcist to be a little angry.

Looking at the last person in the field, that is, Michael, Alila was full of coquettishness, and a trace of fascination flashed in her eyes: "Handsome boy, your blood must be extremely sweet."

Realizing that Alila wanted to sleep, Michael immediately became vigilant, and said with a straight face: "Sorry, I already have someone I like, and only she can taste my blood."

"Hmph, this is beyond your control!"

Alila screamed and rushed towards Michael with wings flapping. The white phantom crossed an erratic route, and when it reappeared, it was already behind Michael.

Alila clasped Michael's shoulders tightly with both hands,

Opening her fangs to the arteries in his neck, the handsome and handsome man has a fatal temptation for her. Due to Gudela's strength, she dare not betray and cheat, but sucking the other's blood can also give her pleasure.

However, just as Alila was about to speak, she sensed something was wrong. Michael's skin suddenly turned blue, and the muscles on his shoulders swelled twice.

Mutated dark creature!

Alila's heart was shaken, she drew back her fangs and retreated violently.

It's too late!

After Michael put his hands down, his arm muscles were sharp and angular, like a solid stone statue carved with a knife and an axe. He grabbed Alila's head and threw it over his shoulder, smashing it to the ground with a bang.

There was a muffled sound, and a large pit sank into the muddy ground. Alila's body bounced up and fell down again, throwing up her head and vomiting blood. Looking again, there is a blue-skinned monster with a green face and long fangs in front of him, how can there be any handsome blond and blue-eyed guy.

"Ho ho ho ho!!"

With a roar, Michael grabbed Alila's bat wing and tore it off.

He knew that he was inexperienced in combat. He usually fought against the enemy with Serena and Lucian, and he took the initiative to assume the auxiliary role of the meat shield. That is to say, he fought the enemy alone today, and would not let the opponent leave easily.

Young people don't know routines, and they don't have many tricks when fighting. Even if they have the strength to get close to a punch, they can still defeat strong enemies repeatedly. This is probably what it means to kill a master with random punches.

To put it simply, reckless will do!

Alila was pressed to the ground by two big hands, and her wings were torn off violently, causing her to scream in pain. In the next second, countless shadows of fists fell on her head, like rapid-fire machine gun bullets, making sunken fist marks on her head and chest.

The powerful force made Alila short of breath for a while, her chest was sunken and she couldn't breathe, and her body was blasted to the ground by the huge brute force.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Bang————

Michael refused to give up, and swung his arms faster and faster like a machine. The fierce punches crushed the flesh and blood, and he didn't care about the blood splattered all over his body.

Alila's chest, abdomen and head were beaten into a pulp, leaving only her limbs intact, and the free dark matter gathered to make up for the trauma she suffered, and repair her damaged body bit by bit.

When Michael saw this, he roared loudly, and the double shadows that fell with his punches joined together, smashing down like a hydraulic machine, and the speed of destruction instantly surpassed Alila's self-healing speed.

After a while, Michael closed his hands out of breath, his arms were sore and numb, and under him, flesh and mud mixed together, making it indistinguishable.

The black mist rose, and the second vampire bride was brutally beaten to death by the fledgling Michael.

Of the three vampire brides, two of them have died so far, Winona's due to her own negligence, and Alila's... well, when looking deeper, it was because of her own negligence that she died tragically.

Marika, the last vampire bride...

She was lucky, after repairing the wound caused by the ultraviolet bullet, she rushed into the castle with wings, sniffed the human scent and found three alien... exorcists.

A fake priest who doesn't look like a good person, a coquettish bitch, and a middle-aged strong man with a slavish face.

It's not enough to kill!

Malika grinned grinningly: "Outsiders, welcome to Transphania. On behalf of Count Dracula, the owner here, I send my greetings to you. Now...pay the price for your arrogance!"

"It's so ugly..."

Russell tilted his head and glanced at Marika. The beauty's head was placed on the monster's body. It looked a bit like Marcus, but he didn't know whether Count Dracula was the creator of the vampires in the [Underworld] world.

"My lord, is this just kill or stay?"

Amelia lowered her head and blew into Russell's ear, claiming that she had a different identity and did not want to participate in the battle, but she just told her that Malika was scolding her just now.

"Kill it!"

Russell also frowned slightly, the priest's intuition told him that Malika was scolding him just now.

Anyway, there are three vampire brides, if one is killed, there will be two more, so it's not a big problem.

"Follow your orders!"

Amelia pulled out the knight sword from the sword case, stared coldly at Lucien, Russell's dogleg, and walked towards Malika swaying her waist.

Bitch!

Looking at the pretentious Amelia, Malika's eyes flashed with jealousy, and she swung her sharp claws towards her face...

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