The God of Injustice in Marvel

To be fair, Dracula doesn't believe that a guy who opens his mouth like a big bat and shuts up like a vampire can be a noble vampire.

But the familiar smell on this guy cannot be faked!

Dracula is not the original vampire.

The Vampire Clan at the same time as him also existed, but those same clansmen would have been killed by him long ago!

"What...are you...?"

"Dad Wo Nen! Wu Bu Wu chats and asks directly, extraordinary!"

Leon touched his pocket and looked around the space.

There is no token or anything like this, it lacks dramatic effect!

But then I thought about it, how could I put a big bat in the space?

Then why eat?

Staring at Dracula with a solemn expression across from him, Leon put his hands in his pockets and relaxed very much.

"Your name is Dracula, right? No wonder I waited for you for so long and you didn't come to die. It turns out that you went to the deep mountains and forests to pretend to be zombies. Oh! That's right!"

With that said, he took out the cinnabar yellow paper talisman from the space that he had bought before the last dungeon of the Thirteen Clan Blade Speed ​​Race and had not used it, and shook it twice in front of Dracula: "Big Bat, can you use this thing?"

Should you put it on your forehead? It’s not that I don’t want to put it on myself, but mainly because I think you are ugly.”

Then, he pulled out another... black donkey's hoof?!

"Do you want to eat this?"

Dracula was on high alert for the strange behavior of the guy in front of him.

This person just now injured himself with just a finger. Judging from his weird mask, strong physical fitness, and ability to fly without wings, everything this person took out might be...

It's a magic item with unknown effects.

Still, don’t underestimate it!

Cautious thoughts must of course be matched with prudent actions.

Dracula flapped his huge wings and retreated slightly.

"Oh! It's actually really useful!"

Leon held up the black donkey hooves and asked in confusion: "Why are you not as good as that so-and-so, Gao Tiannu? I fed him six black donkey hooves, but he only managed to hold up a little and was a little nauseous.

.

If it is cooked, he will definitely not be unable to eat the seventh one."

Obviously, what Lyon has left now is the seventh one.

"Gao Tiannu?!"

Dracula thought this name seemed familiar...

"I remembered~"

Leon interjected again: "They are your disciples and grandsons! Ouch! They were still shouting your name when they died, but what your ancestors did was not good!"

As soon as these words came out, Dracula knew where the strange feeling of familiarity in Leon came from.

This guy's body has been stained with the blood of a vampire more than once!

However, Dracula doesn't care.

Yes, although he had roughly guessed the fate of the blood descendants he had created, Dracula didn't care at all.

Just blood descendants.

Isn’t that cannon fodder that can be created casually?

What is the life and death of a mere cannon fodder worth? Why should we care~

Leon couldn't see the expression he wanted to see on Dracula's face, and was very disappointed.

"You are far worse than your ancestors who were so quick to raise their coffins!"

Dracula asked: "Are you... a hunter?"

"Have you seen the movie Van Helsing? Oh, let me tell you, the heroine's butt...ahem! I'm hunting you for a big-headed ghost!"

Leon, who almost spoke his mind, took out a large handful of garlic from his pocket: "Here, eat this, and then we'll talk about other things."

Seeing the long string of garlic that Leon took out, Dracula actually smiled.

Still smiling happily.

Because he only realized now that this weird guy seemed to have no understanding of him at all.

Gently flapping his wings, Dracula moved sideways to the sunlight that slanted in from the large hole in the ceiling.

"Don't you know, I am the strongest vampire. I am a day walker! Those things are of no use to me. Hahaha!"

Opening his arms, Dracula flew into the sun, bathing in the warm sunshine selflessly.

"I haven't been in the sun for decades, haha..."

Opening his eyes again, Dracula looked at Lyon confidently and raised his head proudly: "I am immortal!"

Just then, a clone came in and asked for garlic. While Dracula was bathing in the sun with his eyes closed, Leon was pouring chili powder, garlic, cumin and other things for the clone on the ground. He didn't say a word of Dracula's declarations.

Didn't hear it.

"You~ seems so impolite! Which one, can you say it again?"

Dracula laughed ferociously: "No need to hide your fear! Hahaha, I am immortal! You have messed with someone you shouldn't mess with..."

The clone holding a lot of ingredients nodded: "Yeah, yeah! He's right. By the way, you're bringing me two bottles of wine. Banner doesn't know what sad thing happened to him. The more he drank, the more he cried. The more he cried, the more he cried.

The more I drink, the more wine I have.”

Leon once again took out a wine bottle from the space and gave it to the clone.

And this scene finally completely angered Dracula, who was cautious.

"Death——!"

Flying down quickly, the red light in Dracula's hand froze, transforming into a red solid sword, and slashed Leon's neck hard!

clang!

The big bone stick is invincible in the world!!

"Don't be so anxious~ Look at you, your nasolabial folds are all showing out.

Are you so eager to seek death?"

He pressed down hard on the long sword in his hand. Unfortunately, Dracula himself was shaking badly, but the guy wearing the mask did not move at all!

In terms of strength, there seems to be a huge gap...

Dracula cheered himself up in a panic: "I said! I am..."

Bang!

After kicking Dracula on the chin, after the first large hole from the outside to the inside, a small hole from the inside to the outside appeared in the ceiling.

He instantly caught up with Dracula who had stopped and was still looking down. He raised the big bone stick and knocked it down hard!

Tianling Gai makes a crisp sound.

A third hole also appeared in the ceiling.

Leon also landed again and stood next to Dracula, who was lying on the ground and still laughing.

"Eh? You're actually so good at this? You're about to be beaten to death by me~"

"Hahaha...hahahaha! I...ahem! I said, I am immortal!"

Leon squatted down, thought for a moment, and shouted loudly to the clone outside: "Hey——! Come in, bring me some salt and chili powder!"

Dracula's expression changed, and his smile completely disappeared: "You, what are you going to do!"

"Don't worry! Don't worry!"

Leon hurriedly comforted him and said: "It's not what you think. I have no interest in roasting you and eating you. Well... you are such a big bat, you are disgusting just looking at it."

Touching Dracula's messy forehead with his hand, Leon opened his wound with his hand.

"You won't die. Then if you say, "It hurts so much," will it always become a sick sentence for you?"

A trace of uneasiness flashed through his heart, and Dracula struggled to get up and escape from the clutches of this nervous guy.

It's just that in terms of strength, it's still a bit behind after all.

"Eh? Why are so many of you coming in?"

Wuyang Wuyang squeezed in dozens of clones, all of them holding something in their hands.

"Haha, don't you want to come here and try out a new idea? He is immortal, isn't he a perfect test subject?!"

That's right.

"Then you go ahead and I'll go get some food."

Leon's body left, and dozens of clones surrounded Dracula...