Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 150 Dracula...is dead? (Please give me a monthly ticket! Please subscribe!)
Crash---

On the collapsed island, a ball of black light shot up into the sky and reached a height almost the same as Wu Xian.

Looking closely, it was not actually black light, but a large number of black bats gathered together.

Soon, the bats slowly disappeared, replaced by Dracula's human bat form.

"Visitors from another world..."

The bat wings behind Dracula flapped slowly. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Xian, revealing a hint of fear, and then said in a deep voice.

"I have to admit, your strength far exceeds my expectations. I'm no match for you, but you can't kill me either... In that case, how about we reconcile? I won't mind you ruining my plans, and you won't bother me anymore. How about that?"

"Reconciliation? Ha! Are you joking at this point?"

Wu Xian sneered, then his figure flashed and appeared behind Dracula as if teleporting, and then he stabbed the werewolf virus in his hand into his neck.

However, Dracula seemed to have anticipated this. After Wu Xian finished the acupuncture, the wings behind him suddenly turned into countless black bats that wrapped around him and turned into a black ball in mid-air, from which the sound of metal friction and collision continued to come.

Buzz buzz -----! ! !
Two red beams of light pierced the black ball and swept through it wantonly. Soon, a large number of bats were burned to ashes. Wu Xian reappeared, wearing the Black God suit.

He looked at the unchanged humanoid bat in front of him, and his heart sank.

"Are you wondering why the werewolf virus didn't work?"

The humanoid bat grinned, looking very proud. Just as he was about to speak, a black metal boot kicked him in the ugly face, and it exploded like a watermelon, turning into blood plasma all over the sky.

"You're laughing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Xian turned into a black light and moved around Dracula's headless body, performing a full-scale dissection on it in a very short time.

Tear off the wings, cut off the limbs, peel off the skin and bones, dig out the heart and lungs, smash the body into pieces, grind the bones into ashes...

Then came the roaring flames, biting frost, bone-scraping gale, thick earth, and various spiritual attacks centered on spiritual elements.

There were also the metallic storms of telekinetic weapons, the violent bombardment of the Five Thunder Talismans, the soul-sucking of the Soul-Conquering Generals, the dual transformation of soul and body by the Double Hands, and finally, even a stroll through deep space...

Ten minutes later, Wu Xian finally stopped his unilateral abuse and looked at the mass of flesh that was rapidly wriggling and taking shape in the dark universe, with surprise in his eyes.

Just now, he had used almost all his means, but even if he beat the opponent into molecular state, the opponent could still recover as before, as if the concept of death did not exist at all. It was simply unbelievable.

This is impossible!

Almost in an instant, Wu Xian overturned this idea.

It’s just a vampire, how could he not be killed? And Van Helsing clearly managed to kill it in the movie, so it’s impossible that Dracula was pretending to be dead... Don’t say it, this is really possible!
Thinking about how Hollywood movies always like to end with a suspenseful plot to prepare for the filming of the second part to make money, Wu Xian felt a pang of pain in his balls and anus. He thought to himself that it was no wonder that the original movie flopped so badly, there must be a reason for it.

Just as he was thinking about whether to throw Dracula into the sun, Wu Xian heard Zhan Lan's intermittent call in his mind:

"Wu Xian... this place... is unexpected... Dracula is not... Ying Kong..."

The sound ended here, and no matter how Wu Xian called out, there was no response.

What's going on? Isn't Dracula here with me? And why did you mention Zhao Yingkong? What does this have to do with her?
Wu Xian was completely bewildered and didn't understand what Zhan Lan said. He wanted to contact other people through Friday or open the surveillance footage, but all ended in failure.

Friday stated that a strong electromagnetic storm was occurring in the area where the Zhongzhou team was located, causing severe interference to the signals. Furthermore, effective communication was impossible due to the deep space separating them.

Thinking of this, Wu Xian suddenly discovered that the wriggling mass of flesh in front of him had stopped at some point, and no longer healed and regenerated like before, as if it was really dead.

"What exactly is going on?"

……

Rewinding back twenty minutes, Wu Xian had just knocked Dracula out of the Blood Castle and led him away from the snowy mountains of Transivacia. Meanwhile, the Zhongzhou team remained inside the Blood Castle, staring at the massive hole Wu Xian had smashed above them, their expressions slightly bewildered, unsure of what to do next.

"Wu Xian has already started fighting with Dracula."

Chu Xuan's voice suddenly rang out: "With his strength, defeating Dracula is not difficult, but killing him may not be easy. To be on the safe side, we should blow up this blood castle to prevent the possibility of Dracula's descendants reviving."

"good idea!"

Fan Helsing's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praise Chu Xuan.

I'll kill you while you're sick. No matter how powerful your undead army is, it will be useless as long as I blow up your nest before you wake up.

The people in the Zhongzhou team also thought it made sense, and then the senior members took out a large amount of explosives and miniature nuclear bombs of varying yields from their storage items.

Especially Chu Xuan, his reserves alone are equivalent to the reserves of all people present.

And looking at the way he kept taking things out, it seemed that he still had quite a lot of stock, which made everyone present feel ashamed.

Just as Chu Xuan was about to take out his army of bionic puppets to install bombs in various places in the castle, the sound of a flock of birds flapping their wings suddenly came from the hole above his head.

Everyone looked up and saw a large group of black bats falling from the sky. They first circled in the air, then gathered together and transformed into a middle-aged man in an elegant suit. It was Dracula who was supposed to be fighting Wu Xian.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this, and they didn't understand why Dracula appeared here while their invincible captain was nowhere to be seen.

Is it possible...

"Wu Xian is fine, he's still fighting."

Zhan Lan suddenly spoke, looking at Dracula with a slightly solemn look.

"If I'm not mistaken, this guy should be something like a clone."

Due to the surrounding environment, Friday was unable to communicate over long distances after entering the snow-capped mountains, and the mental connection was also hindered by the power of dark elements. Once the distance was too far, no contact could be made.

But don't forget, Zhan Lan and Wu Xian know each other very well, and both of them have means to confirm whether the other is safe.

In addition, Zhan Lan had just used mental scanning and vaguely sensed that this Dracula was not normal, so he guessed that the other party was a clone.

"hehe!"

Dracula glanced at Zhan Lan with a smile, then swept his eyes over everyone, finally stopping on Van Helsing, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Van Helsing, long time no see. I knew that sooner or later you would come here and find me."

"you know me?"

Van Helsing was a little surprised. He didn't remember ever meeting the Vampire King... Wait? Could it be that this happened before he lost his memory?
"Haha! You really have forgotten everything!"

Dracula gave a meaningful smile.

"Of course, you weren't called Van Helsing at that time. Perhaps I should have called you by another name."

"Gabriel!"

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