End of the Sky

The rainstorm swept down and turned into a huge palm with a diameter of several kilometers, grasping the black bat colony covering the sky.

A handful of bats fled, Russell Yuguang ignored them at a glance, manipulated the current to stir, and pulled Lucian's group alone.

The gray-faced guys revealed the palpitations of the rest of the life after the disaster. There were too many black bats. If there were not four melees with strong melee ability, it would be impossible for Russell to come.

Anna and Viken were pale, the siblings were protected in the middle of the team, and they felt that they were a hindrance to their hind legs.

Rumble! !!

There was another thunder. Russell sensed that the human form in his hand was buzzing. Innocently said that he couldn't blame him for being struck by lightning. He could only blame God. He said that it would change the sky, and there would be no rhythm.

Looking down, Fan Haixin was so ridiculous that he sneered and threw it out in the direction of the suspended stone bridge, smashing directly into Anna's arms.

The two fell into a gourd, Fan Haixin lay on Anna's body, the trembling body stopped abruptly, and the thunderbolt's paralysis effect was over, but after a second, the goods quickly trembled, and they just shook out the ghost.

No one noticed in the corner of the battlefield. The victim Anna snorted twice and pulled Fan Haixin apart, and everyone stood up as if nothing had happened.

Fan Haixin was very full of drama, and continued to lie on his face to indicate that he was not intentional. Some things knew that he was in the mood.

He has lived for hundreds of years. He knows a little about level in this respect and knows how to make a difference. He can take advantage of it without disgusting the other party.

The younger sister was hooked up under the eyelids, and Viken did not see it. It was undoubtedly disqualified for a younger sister. However, escape from the dead has not been slowed down, and a big drama is in front of him, and it is understandable.

Russell lifted his hand in the air, the palm of the virtual grip suddenly turned into a fist, and the big hand turned into rain was tightened. The water droplets splashed, and the black bat group was squeezed instantly, and the flesh and rain merged into a rotten mud.

Russell gave a disgusted glance, threw the dirty water into the abyss, raised his hand and drew a curtain of water.

"Fan Haixin, what were those bats just now? Did you see Dracula?"

Russell landed on the waves, ignoring the eyes of everyone worshiping, and came directly to Fan Haixin, who was lying on the corpse, and lifted it up.

Fan Haixin's mouth was squinting and his eyes twitched, and his acting skills were as if the Buff effect was still there.

Russell Youyou said, "Hurry up, or it's time to thunder again!"

Fan Haixin stood up straight after hearing the words: "The bats are the incarnation of Dracula. The devil has given him the ability to split thousands of bats. As long as one is alive, he can be infinitely resurrected."

"So troublesome ability ..."

Russell frowned slightly and was a man who did not follow the law of conservation of energy!

"Think of it from another perspective, the split individual's strength is poor, this move is very general." Fan Haixin looked very open. If he was a person, he could come and go as long as he wanted to, and no matter how many bats did, he didn't do the same.

"I don't mean that ..."

Russell solemnly said, "If he splits up a single individual and hides in a corner that no one knows, wouldn't he never kill him forever?"

Fan Haixin frowned slightly, looked around with caution, and quietly approached Russell: "Don't you forget, the werewolves can kill Dracula, and your five werewolf brothers may become the trump card."

"They can't!"

Russell shook his head decisively. He had done research, and the werewolves of the two worlds had no blood links. The five werewolf warriors did not have Dracula's fearful werewolf virus.

"Because it's too bad?"

Fan Haixin was thoughtful. He had just captured a captive in the castle and obtained an important piece of information. Dracula had an antidote for the werewolf virus.

If ... yes, not true!

He was infected with the werewolf virus, and the transformed werewolf must be more powerful than Russell's five followers. After killing Dracula, the injection of antidote changed back to humans. Wouldn't it solve the problem perfectly?

"on the one hand!"

Russell took a deep look at Fan Haixin and bluntly said, "I know what you're thinking, don't dream about it, there is no full moon to transform you tonight."

"Not necessarily, this ghost weather will change, maybe it will clear up later."

"Shut up!" Russell rolled his eyes, no thunder or rain, and the situation would only get worse!

The suspended stone bridge is in a dangerous environment. Underneath it is the abyss. The people do not want to stay long, and hurried to the other side of the castle. Frankenstein was there, the initiative was on them, and Dracula would come to you.

The crowd walked along the suspended stone path, and hurried to the tower on the other side of the frozen castle. Except for Russell, everyone hated the weather of thunder and rain.

Rumble!

A thunder passed, and in the middle of Russell, several people around him consciously stepped back a safe distance, and have become accustomed to this picture.

Foremost Van Hesin stopped and seized Anna's sword, Russell looked forward, and at the end of the road stood the dark Count Dracula.

Long black hair was tied behind his head, his face was handsome and dignified, and Dracula stepped out of the tower at an elegant pace ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ on the way.

"Van Haysin? Gabriel?"

Dracula sneered, remembering the two names back and forth, and finally said something meaningful: "We are part of this game, but we are not athletes, but man-made line puppets ..."

"You carry a curse, and I also carry a curse. We can unite and become comrades-in-arms and companions, and we do not have to be enemies."

Immediately after speaking, Dracula expressed his ambition. He was unwilling to submit to others all the time. He wanted to become the king and the only one.

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

Fan Haixin had been dead for more than 400 years, and had no interest in Dracula's ambitions. He lifted his sword forward, rubbed his blade against the ground, and shot a series of Mars. When he approached, he cut off his blade sharply. Simply cut off Dracula's head.

The headless body stood upright, and the high flying head turned into hundreds of black bats, knocking Fan Haixin out of the air.

The bat returned, converging on its headless body, and regaining its elegant head.

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

The voice fell, and Count Dracula's face changed slightly. Thick water walls were raised on the left and right sides of the stone road. The huge ball-shaped water curtain isolated the space and wrapped Dracula alone.

Wow!

As soon as the water curtain started to gain momentum, it was torn by a pair of sharp claws. Dracula once suffered a loss, and instantly became a large bat with a height of 3 meters.

When he stepped out, he stared at Russell fiercely: "Remarkable priest, I swear to drain your blood."

"You can try!"

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

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