He's in Marvel, working behind the scenes.

He considered himself a superhero, fighting terrorist organizations and saving people around the world. However, he was poisoned by palladium and nearly died, only surviving with the help of others.

When he first encountered the evil spirit, he thought he could easily defeat it, but he was instead beaten up and was rescued by a passing demon hunter.

But he himself failed to save the Demon Slayer.

He even went so far as to slander their reputation.

Tony saved many strangers, but he couldn't save the most important person in his life.

And this time, he failed again.

Having lost his best friend Rhodes, he couldn't save the vampire's life either, and human society would also be affected, with countless people dying.

If the former can be said to be the price of being a superhero, then the latter can only be said to be that one is not qualified as a superhero.

"The plan has failed, should we continue?"

Tsuna looked at Tony.

He's here to repay a favor, not to seek revenge, and won't do anything unnecessary.

Tsuna's question brought Tony back to his senses.

He looked at Accardo, took a deep breath, and said, "There's no need anymore, let's retreat!"

After saying that, the thrusters fired, and it took off first.

Genos and Tsuna were also a beat too slow to take off.

Walter's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he pulled the silk thread in his hand, making it taut instantly, and launched it towards Tony.

The monster legion commander bent his knees slightly, then suddenly pushed off and launched himself into the air, his two disproportionately small wings flapping as he chased after the three.

"Natsu!"

Tsuna glanced at the commotion behind him and immediately called out.

"Roar!"

Natsu roared, his body glowing and changing.

At the same time, Tsuna stopped abruptly in mid-air and turned around. With his right hand, Natsu, who had just completed his transformation, swung a wide, black cloak to block his path.

Walter's wire swung out, and he was bounced away.

The punch thrown by the monster legion commander was so powerful that it was slammed into the ground by the recoil.

The last large squad swept across the ground, a dense hail of bullets raining down.

Tsuna glanced at it indifferently, then with a flick of his right hand, his cloak unfurled behind him, orange flames burning in the air.

Puff puff……

The bullet entered it, and it was like mud entering the sea, making no sound.

"A cloak that stains and devours everything!"

Acado looked at all this and smiled slightly, "It seems that this is the only way. Continuing to pursue it will not yield any results."

The Dead River Army lacks powerful flying creatures.

Although Dio could be used to stop them, there's still Vlad III and Dracula to deal with.

They are all counterparts of themselves, possessing immense power. Before knowing their true nature, one must try to keep their trump cards hidden.

Moreover, these people were never his targets in the first place.

"Heading to Dracula's City!"

Alucard pointed his sword at the royal city, and his massive army surged toward Dracula's city.

……

Dracula vs. Dracula...

This is way more exciting than a few vampires challenging an unknown Alucard to a duel in Ares Park.

Countless people sat in front of their televisions watching the live broadcast.

Although it wasn't broadcast live globally, it was shown on several popular channels and attracted hundreds of millions of viewers, achieving the highest viewership ever.

but.

As I watched, I started to wonder.

Although many people cheered excitedly when Dracula appeared in his classic form at first, they were greatly disappointed when the battle started... It felt not much different from the battle in the Arena.

Yes, it has a strong sense of déjà vu.

Charm, matter transformation, super regeneration, super strength, super speed, lightning magic, blood magic... Dracula's moves are no different from those of the Redeemers, except that they are more powerful.

Although it looks cool and powerful, and lives up to the name Dracula, the thought that the famous Dracula uses the same moves as the nameless vampire (in fact, the Redeemers are very famous among vampires, but the human society doesn't know it) is immediately disappointing.

Plus, I just watched it last night, so watching it again now just feels boring.

In fact, it's not just the audience.

Even Vlad III, who fought Dracula in Dracula's city, had this feeling.

In this world, Dracula is not just famous, but the King of Vampires, whose status is equivalent to or even surpasses that of the True Ancestor of their world.

After all, there is more than one True Ancestor in the Type-Moon universe, but the only Vampire King in this world is Dracula.

Although Dracula had demonstrated that he was superior to him in every way, and he himself had concluded that he would lose if the fight continued, he still felt that his opponent should not have done so.

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Chapter 219 Types of Magic

"There's something wrong with this Dracula."

Dracula's city, on the mountain to the right.

Gu Qing and Otto sat on a round rock at the top of the mountain to watch the battle. There were snacks and drinks such as peanuts and braised beef on the rock, as if they were at a summer camp.

They have been watching the game from here for quite some time.

From the initial probing outside the city to the increasingly fierce fighting, with various tactics employed, the battle escalated from outside the city to inside, from the initial calm to a violent storm... Gu Qing witnessed the entire battle between the two.

but.

Although Dracula displayed a level of skill befitting his status, he always gave the impression that Dracula was deliberately hiding his true abilities.

Why do I feel this way?

Gu Qing was somewhat puzzled.

The level of power Dracula is displaying at this moment is entirely befitting of his Boss status... after all, this is the UC universe, not some other comic book universe.

This level of strength is already quite impressive.

But rationally, there was nothing wrong with it; intuitively, I felt that Dracula was hiding his strength and plotting something.

“They probably think this level is enough to win!” Otto said from the side.

Indeed, given Vlad III's performance, if Dracula continues with this offensive rhythm, victory is only a matter of time.

There's absolutely no need to bring out a higher level of skill.

but……

"No, that's definitely not the reason."

Gu Qing rejected this reason.

"His enemies now aren't just Vlad III, but also Arcadio. If he doesn't take advantage of this one-on-one situation to deal with Vlad III now, is he going to wait for Arcadio to come over and then gang up on him together?"

Or did he think his men could handle Accardo, or did he think Accardo wouldn't join forces with Vlad III?

Regardless of the reasoning behind it, the logic is far-fetched; he must be plotting something!

"Perhaps!"

Otto said calmly, "No matter what, we'll know for sure when the ending comes out."

"The ending..."

Gu Qing murmured something, but her mind was searching for information about Dracula.

The book "Earth: Origin" that he redeemed also contains a record of Dracula's deeds... well, saying it's a record isn't quite accurate, it's more like a casual mention.

The original quote above is: All gods, legendary figures, and monsters on Earth originated from human legends, including the famous Dracula.

Could Dracula's conspiracy be related to this?

Gu Qing suddenly had this idea.

……

boom!

Swords and spears clashed, unleashing thunderous force.

The clash of blood and purple magic unleashed a hurricane, destroying and sweeping away buildings within a radius of tens of meters.

Amidst the flying rocks, Vlad III brandished his lance, roaring like a dragon, each strike deadly.

Dracula, undeterred, raised his sword in response.

The clash of swords and spears created shockwaves that nearly turned the surrounding area into a vacuum.

Their slashes were faster than the last, their shots faster than the last.

The sky was filled with flashing swords and a hail of gunfire, a dazzling spectacle.

but.

Although the two appear to be evenly matched, a spectator of a certain skill level would find that Dracula holds an absolute advantage.

Dracula's attacks were swift and decisive, each strike forcing Vlad III to exert considerable effort to deflect them, while he effortlessly caught Vlad III's spear.

They both looked completely relaxed, as if they were strolling leisurely.

One of them had a solemn expression, as if facing a formidable enemy.