Movie World I Am A King

Night gradually fell on the city of Transylvania...

The weather tonight is not very good. In the dark sky, there are no stars shining, and even the brilliance of the moon is blocked by dark clouds. The light rain of misty stars keeps falling, which makes people feel A bout of boredom.

The crowd in the center of the square had already dispersed, leaving only three female vampires firmly fixed to the wooden boards by silver-plated iron chains... They are now in a state of extreme distress, and they no longer have the arrogance they had during the day... …

In the silent square, there were only four oil lamps with lampshades standing around the female vampire, illuminating the open space as brightly as day.

"Will Dracula really come?"

In the houses near the square, Carl and Van Helsing huddled behind the door, looked at the square through the crack of the door, and kept looking at the three vampires...

"Of course I'll come!" Van Helsing sat leaning against the door, holding the repaired silver stake in one hand and the silver cross in the other...

He saw Karl's wretched behavior, but he didn't scold Karl. In Van Helsing's view... this guy is pitiful enough. He grew up in a monastery and has been doing research work at the headquarters of the Knights of the Holy Order. When it comes to a woman, it's normal to behave like this...

"Why?" Karl asked, but his eyes were still 550 staring at the center of the square...

"It's about a man's dignity, you don't understand!" Van Helsing couldn't explain too much to Carl, so he could only speak casually.

At this moment, a gloomy cold wind blew... Even one of the oil lamps in the lampshade was blown out, and the other three oil lamps were also lingering in the wind. For a while, the light was suppressed to a minimum... The square The center of the center became a little darker...

"What is that??" Carl exclaimed...

"What did you see?" Van Helsing asked hastily.

"A figure, a dark figure..." Karl felt his heart beating so violently, as if he was facing his natural enemy...

"Where is it?" Fan Helsing asked in a low voice, lying on the crack of the door, looking towards the square... I saw nothing in the dark square except for the three dying female vampires... "At all... ..."

"Are you looking for me?" A deep voice rang in the ears of the two of them...

Without looking back, Fan Helsing stabbed the silver stake in his hand...

Feeling the sluggish feeling of the silver stake piercing his body, Van Helsing couldn't help but feel happy, this task is really too simple... Dracula is nothing more than that...

However, what made him feel wrong was that even though he was sure that the silver stake in his hand had pierced Dracula's mouth, he still didn't hear the scream of the monster being purified...

"Go..." Van Helsing didn't care too much, grabbed Carl by the neck, and then slammed hard towards the wooden door in front of him...

Click——

Under Van Helsing's impact, the rotten wooden door was torn apart... The two of them fell into the square one by one.

"What an unexpected visitor, Van Helsing..." A faint voice came from the door... Following the sound, a figure in a well-dressed dress appeared in front of Van Helsing and Carl...

"You know me?" Van Helsing stared fixedly at the figure coming out of the room. He was sure that he had never seen Dracula before, but... the vampire recognized him right away...

"This is your silver stake??" Dracula walked towards Van Helsing without answering the question, and at the same time pulled out the silver stake from his mouth... and threw it on the ground. "How long has it been? Three hundred years? Or four hundred years? You don't remember? Do you?"

"What should I remember?" Van Helsing waved his hand to tell Carl to hide quickly, while stepping back...

"You are the famous Van Helsing, trained by monks in Tibet and mullahs in Istanbul... You were sheltered by Rome, but—just like me, you were hunted down..." Dracula looked very excited...

"The Knights of the Holy Order know everything about you, and it's not surprising that you know about me..." Van Helsing slowly stepped back.

"Yes, but it's not just that..." Dracula smiled and pressed towards Van Helsing... "You still wear my ring, it seems—today it will be returned to its original owner..."

"..." Van Helsing habitually touched the ring on his right hand. It was a family crest ring engraved with a winged snake. The crest on this ring was exactly the same as the Villeris family crest. One of the reasons for this is that he wants to pursue his past...

"The hatred between us... is far more than that, Gabriel..." Dracula looked at Van Helsing's small movements, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face: "Let me introduce myself again, I am Fan Siluo Decu Count La, born in 1422 - murdered in 1462... Now, with all your doubts, go to hell!"

As Dracula approached, Van Helsing had to retreat towards the three female vampires who were tied up in the center of the square...

When Van Helsing noticed that Dracula had followed his footsteps and stepped into a small circle... he gestured slightly in Carl's direction...

Then, there was a sound of the rope being tightened... A noose woven of silver and steel wires rose from the ground, instantly caught Dracula's feet, and then hung him upside down...

However, this is not over. With the sound of cracking gears, one after another crossbow arrows soaked in holy water pierced into Dracula's body...

"Ah!!" Dracula let out a miserable cry, as if he was really hurt deeply.

"Has anyone ever told you that you talk too much nonsense!" Van Helsing took out a silver cross from behind him as he spoke, and stuck it to Dracula's forehead without hesitation... …

"ah--!"

When the silver cross touched Dracula's body, a burst of flames burned from the cross... The warmth forced Van Helsing to let go of his hand holding the cross...

However, the cross was still attached to Dracula's face, burning desperately... Soon, under the effect of high temperature, the silver cross was melted...

"Do you really think so?" Is there a trace of distress on Dracula's face at this moment? He looked at Van Helsing mockingly. "Thank you, knowing that I am cold, and sent me warm firewood, so now, it's time for you to go to hell with doubts..."

Following his words, without seeing how Dracula moved, the rope tied around his ankle spontaneously ignited, and in the blink of an eye, Dracula regained his freedom...

"Damn it...it's over..." Van Helsing groaned while retreating behind him. He really didn't expect that Dracula was not afraid of silver stakes, holy water, and even more crosses... This shit is still Evil vampire? It's completely different from those flirtatious sluts I met before...

"I thought it was the crowned one, but I saw you, Gabriel... You really gave me a big surprise..." Dracula looked at Van Helsing with a relaxed expression, and slowly push him...

Dracula likes this the most, driving his prey step by step to a desperate situation, listening to their wailing, watching their desperate expressions... For him, there is nothing in the world that makes him feel better than this. It's time to enjoy...

PS: The third chapter has been updated, and today's update is complete.