He's in Marvel, working behind the scenes.

"They're vampires!"

Alucard grinned wildly, "Vampires only drink human blood, they contribute nothing to humanity, they are harmful and useless. They are like garbage that only smells musty."

"Aren't you a vampire?"

"of course."

"Why then?"

"If I had to say, it's because I'm a human's dog!" Alucard said with a laugh.

"..."

"What!?"

After a brief silence, everyone stared at him in bewilderment.

This man, with his powerful aura and suffocatingly oppressive presence, actually calls himself a human's dog?

Is this really not a mishearing?

Dracula looked at the Avengers, and seeing their equally puzzled looks, he realized he hadn't misheard. He asked again to confirm, "What did you just say?"

"There's nothing unbelievable about it."

Alucard laughed with pride instead of feeling ashamed, saying, "I was defeated by the Witcher Hellsing hundreds of years ago and have been a servant of the Hellsing clan ever since, serving them with sharp teeth and claws to tear apart their enemies."

"I see."

Dracula suddenly realized, and faced Alucard with composure, "The Helsing clan sent you to kill me after they learned of my existence, Fusu, right?"

"No, the master is not in this world."

Alucard grinned and said, "I don't know why, but this is no longer the world I belong to. But it doesn't matter; a mad dog that loses its master will become even more insane. I will continue to fulfill my master's wish: to kill all vampires, and then be killed by humans."

The reason I say this is because I also hate vampires!

"Wait, wait, wait..."

Tony interrupted their conversation and asked, "Alucard, right? You said you're from another world?"

Is there a problem?

"How did you determine that?"

"The era and the events are different!"

As Alucard spoke, he suddenly seemed to remember something happy and laughed joyfully, "Of course, the real reason that convinced me was Dracula!"

"Dracula?"

"I?"

Everyone couldn't help but look at this Blood Lord.

Dracula was completely bewildered.

What's wrong with me?

How could I possibly convince you that you've come to a different world?

Seeing this, Accardo laughed even more heartily, "My hometown is in Romania, I was a count, and I once impaled all the invading enemies on a string, earning me the nickname 'Dracula'!"

"What!?"

Everyone's eyes widened.

Dracula stared at him in disbelief.

At that moment, he finally understood the subtle feeling he had when looking at Arcadio.

Emotions are something that belong to another version of myself from another world.

Chapter 185 Dracula vs. Alucard

"Two Draculas..."

On the moon.

The inspector's face darkened upon seeing this.

Although he had never seen a Dracula like Alucard before, he dutifully recorded the scene. But recalling all the Draculas he had ever seen, he realized they all possessed astonishing regenerative abilities, practically immortal beings.

If two Draculas were to clash, they might fight until the seas dry up and the rocks crumble, and no victor would be decided.

As an observer of the changes in the universe, he had no choice but to honestly observe the entire duel and record it.

Think about it!

If one day you were forced to seriously watch decades of boring, trashy movies and write a review or something similar, how would you react?

Anyway, the observer was completely distraught.

……

"My counterpart..."

Upon hearing Alucard's words, Dracula's face darkened. "Since you are Dracula, yet you serve as a dog for humans, disgracing the name of Dracula, you should just die!"

As he spoke, his body erupted with blood energy, stirring up a fierce wind.

Accardo stood motionless, his trench coat billowing, a wild laugh on his face. "You're angry already?"

You're doing something shameful yourself, yet you get angry when others do the same thing?

Is this what you call impotent rage?

"die!"

Dracula didn't waste any words and slashed down with his sword.

A crimson sword light flashed, piercing through the body and splitting the hut behind Alucard in two.

A line of blood appeared down the middle of Accardo's body, followed by a spray of blood like a dam collapsing, but he laughed maniacally.

"Not bad, not bad..."

Accardo shouted excitedly, "It's been so long since I've met any decent guys! Let's have a good fight..."

Before he could finish speaking, the sword flashed.

Alucard's head flew off, and his headless corpse sprayed blood like a fountain.

Is this... over?

The Avengers were stunned.

Is Alucard really that bad, being the same Dracula?

The thought had barely formed when Accardo's headless corpse raised his right hand, and the black-gleaming pistol fired mercilessly.

"boom!"

The deafening sound of gunfire echoed through the sky.

The sound, like that of a heavy sniper cannon, stunned everyone, and the power that blasted a hole the size of a bowl into Dracula's chest left them speechless.

Is this a pistol?

Are you sure it's not the special heavy sniper rifle that Tina has?

This is absolutely bullshit!

"Hey, why did you stop?"

Accardo's discontented voice rang out.

Everyone was startled and looked over at the sound.

Akardona's head was severed, turned into blood that flew back, gathered on his neck, and transformed back into his head.

No, calling it the head isn't entirely accurate.

Although it was indeed shaped like a head, apart from the red-glowing eyes, the rest of it was pitch black, flickering like flames.

"I overheard your conversation just now. Dracula is a famous figure even in the world. He shouldn't die just because his heart is destroyed!"

"nature!"

Dracula replied arrogantly, the hole in his chest instantly healing. He then looked at the arrogant fellow with excitement, "Ordinary vampires die when their heads are chopped off or their hearts are destroyed—it seems you're not such a bad product after all."

"That would be too boring."

"Yes."

Dracula and Alucard grinned simultaneously, revealing crazed and excited smiles, and said in unison, "Let's fight to the death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Accardo fired without hesitation.

Dracula blocked the bullet with his sword, deflecting it, and then transformed into a crimson shadow and sped away.

"when!"

A crisp metallic clanging sound filled the air.

Everyone's spirits lifted as they saw Alucard holding two pistols, one black and one white, crossed over the scarlet greatsword.

"It can actually block my sword, it's a good gun!"

Dracula couldn't help but praise him.

"That's natural!"

Acorno, feeling a little smug, pushed Dracula away with a forceful thrust and unleashed a flurry of gunfire from both pistols.

While firing, he seemed to be introducing himself: "The white one is 'casull,' equipped with baptismal silver bullets, with a caliber of less than 13mm, suitable for continuous attacks, and best suited for dealing with dark creatures such as vampires."

The black one is the "Jackal," 39 cm long, weighing 16 kg, with a 6-round magazine, 13mm caliber, and a cartridge case made of a special alloy of pure silver. It contains the Mabels chemical cartridge case (NNA9) and is equipped with a Baptismal Mercury bullet, specifically designed for monsters.

"They are all weapons that humans cannot use."

Dracula wielded his greatsword, slicing through bullets as he charged toward Alucard. Any stragglers that passed through his body left huge craters.

However, the wound heals automatically as soon as the bullet passes through the body and before it flies out. It is almost as if the body seamlessly connects and heals the moment the bullet flies out, without any impact whatsoever.