End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

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. Four hundred years later, Van Helsing had no power to fight back, and was pressed to the ground and rubbed against the ground. It was only thanks to 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.

"Gabriel, I know it's you, that's right, the person I want to defeat is not Van Helsing!" Dracula grinned excitedly, showing his sharp fangs, and began to take the battle that he regarded as fate and revenge seriously.

Van Helsing was unmoved, his indifferent facial features seemed to have no emotion, he grabbed Dracula's sharp claws that were stabbing at his chest, turned over and fell over his shoulder, and pressed him to the ground.

Then he grabbed his arm and twisted it forcefully, the tendons were broken, and Dracula's arm was bent backwards. Immediately afterwards, he raised his leg high and slashed down with a tomahawk, hitting Dracula's head and kicking his entire face into the stone slab.

The suspended stone path opened a gap as wide as a thumb, accompanied by a slight shaking, and it might be broken at any time.

"That's it……"

Dracula raised his head with a smirk, he had an immortal body, the pain would only stimulate his desire to fight, and he swung his sharp claws to cut off the arm that could not be freed, simply and neatly.

If you are ruthless to yourself, you will be even more ruthless to your enemies!

Dracula flapped his wings and turned, flapping his wings continuously and quickly to accelerate, setting off a storm as a driving force. His 3-meter-high body rampaged, knocked Fan Helsing into the air, and chased after him reluctantly.

He pressed Van Helsing's head with one hand, pressed his chest with the other, accelerated his charge again, and slammed into the rear tower.

There was a loud noise, and the two were buried in the ruins. In the next second, Dracula flew upside down, flapping his wings to slow down before barely stopping. As a result, just as he stabilized his balance, Fan Helsing, who was being pursued, punched him in the face.

Click!

The fangs burst, and Dracula's head turned 180 degrees, grinning his teeth behind his back. He grabbed his head and forced it back. After shaking it twice, he recovered.

A heavy and violent whip kick hit, Dracula raised his arms to block, but he didn't think this move was just a feint.

Van Helsing retracted his legs and tapped his toes on the ground, using this leg as the axis, he whipped his legs sideways and lashed Dracula's back fiercely.

Dracula staggered, spewing out a mouthful of black blood, remembering the fear of being dominated four hundred years ago, his expression sank immediately. The black sharp claws of both hands shot out, and he was about to explode with anger, a big hand pressed his face, and forced the roar back.

The world was spinning in front of his eyes, Dracula felt a pain in the back of his head, and was knocked to the ground by Van Helsing's head.

This blow was so powerful that it made Dracula dizzy, the solid stone path fell apart in an instant, and the two fell from a high altitude into a bottomless abyss.

With one wave of Russell's hand, the rolling water dragged Fan Helsing up. The latter stood expressionlessly beside the broken bridge, and raised his hand to make a move into the abyss.

Clang! !

The fallen long sword turned into a silver chain and flew back into his hand. He waved it at will twice, and soon Dracula's screams came.

Russell nodded secretly. Dracula has been hanging and beating Van Helsing since the beginning, and now he is being hanged by Van Helsing, which proves an eternal truth.

The villain died from talking!

This principle applies to anyone. When you have the upper hand in a fight, don't show off blindly because it will give your opponent time to breathe.

You know, the little time you left behind may not seem long, but it is enough for the other party to come to the marquee for a while, and then forcefully hang up and fight back.

boom! ! !

The collapsed stone path suddenly broke, and Dracula, knowing that he was invincible, finally remembered that he still had the air superiority. He flapped his wings and smashed the bridge stone path, and chased down Van Helsing.

There were screams from the dark abyss, and after a while Dracula flew up with missing arms and legs. Van Helsing was riding on his back, scraping the flesh back and forth with his long sword, and finally pried off a pair of bat wings.

"Ahhh—"

Above the castle, Dracula's screams sounded, and the two fell into the highest tower like a kite with a broken string.

"Wait for me here, I'll go over and grab... the battle!" Russell flew rapidly in the heavy rain, crashed straight through the wall, and rushed into the tower.

In the stone chamber of the tower building, Dracula finished his self-healing, and was held down by Van Helsing on the ground to teach him how to behave.

Numerous vampire bats hung upside down on the roof, seeming to be sleeping and hibernating. Russell recognized this kind of bat. He grinned and attracted a lot of rain to fill it up, and then discharged it at full power.

Crackling!

After discharging the battery, he remembered that it seemed that Van Helsing was also inside.

It's not a big problem, it's not the first time anyway!

It was more important to eliminate Dracula. Russell didn't have time to apologize, and seven silver-white wolves jumped out from behind, harvesting the black bats that hadn't completely expired.

Rumble———

The tower collapsed, and Russell stood in the blue water polo, buried by the ruins of the collapsed building. The torrential rain washed away pieces of gravel and moved them. After clearing the field, he found three little bats in the cracks in the corner.

"hey-hey……"

The smile is gradually presumptuous!

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