He's in Marvel, working behind the scenes.

Dracula replied.

"Then there's no problem!"

Vlad III, full of confidence, thrust his spear into Dracula's mouth, piercing through his head.

More stakes erupted in the brain.

Dracula dies instantly, then resurrects instantly. But the stake that pierced his head remains, and he dies again the moment he resurrects, only to resurrect again once more.

This cycle repeated itself, causing Dracula immense suffering.

He stretched out his hands to pull out the stake, but Vlad III's spear suddenly thrust out, striking his hands and feet in quick succession.

Puff puff puff!!

Blood splattered everywhere, and more stakes grew from his hands and feet.

These stakes prevent the hands and feet from bending, and if you try to move, you will only be pierced by the stakes on both sides.

Normally, a little pain wouldn't be a big deal.

Dracula has lived for over a thousand years and has experienced everything; a little bit of physical pain is nothing to him.

But at this moment he is in a state of instantaneous death and resurrection. Every time he tries to exert force while in pain, he dies, and his outstretched hand will automatically fall down.

After being resurrected, you'll have to start all over again.

The same applies to casting spells; one will die on the spot before even finishing the spell.

After being resurrected, you'll have to start all over again.

He was checkmated and remained in a cycle of life and death.

Even so, Vlad III was still not at ease.

He pierced Dracula's heart with his spear, then held him upright, rendering him powerless, before feeling relieved.

Sometimes, not dying is a form of torture.

Vlad III calmly replied, "Do you wish to suffer the cycle of birth and death for eternity, or tell me how to kill you?"

"Kill...me?"

"Ha ha……"

"My immortality... is absolute... even I myself... cannot kill myself!"

"Then you can enjoy it at your own pace, I'm not in a hurry!"

After Vlad III finished speaking, he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to store his magic again. He hadn't forgotten that there was still Alucard to deal with.

As the saying goes, speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao appears.

Vlad III had just replenished his magic when a vast sea of ​​blood surged forth. Like a torrent, it instantly engulfed Dracula's city, and even the area outside the city was half-submerged in blood.

Of course, what's even more terrifying is the densely packed army of undead.

in front of the TV.

Those watching the live broadcast had just recovered from Vlad III's torture of Dracula, and upon witnessing such a spectacle, those with weaker mental fortitude fainted on the spot. Even some of the bolder individuals trembled and shook with fear.

What, what is this?!

Is it the Scourge of the Undead?

Just as the audience was gripped by terror, the blood receded, leaving only the wailing of the dead. They surrounded Vlad III and Dracula, making various threats, but did nothing further.

Vlad III couldn't help but scoff, "Are you planning to win against me using tactics that are like scaring a child?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the spirits separated automatically.

Accardo rode out slowly on his tall horse.

Vlad III was stunned when he saw Arcadio dressed as a lord, and so were the viewers in front of their televisions.

This attire is very similar to the historical portraits of Vlad III.

Is this yet another Dracula? (From the audience's perspective)

Arluto looked down at Vlad III and said calmly, "My battle is over. There are no other vampires in Romania besides Dracula and me."

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"So what do you mean?"

Shall we start a war now?

"Although my battle isn't over yet, it's nearly over, so starting another war now wouldn't be a problem," Vlad III said calmly.

"It doesn't matter to me when the war starts."

After Alucard finished speaking with a smile, he glanced at Dracula, who was hanging on the tip of the spear, dying and reviving repeatedly, screaming in pain, and continued, "However, although your battle seems to be almost over, there are still suspense until it is over. I don't want to fight to the point of mutual destruction and have my defeated subordinates take advantage of the situation."

Upon hearing this, Vlad III immediately frowned and said unhappily, "You think he still has a chance to turn the tables? Are you questioning my abilities?"

"Who would know about something like that?"

Alucard grinned, opened his arms, and the army of the Dead River transformed into blood, surging into his body from all directions.

The surging, roaring blood was like a tidal wave.

It was terrifying to watch.

Viewers in front of their televisions couldn't help but think that if they were in that place, they would probably drown.

A moment later, the River of Death returned entirely to Alucard's body.

He himself also returned to his usual attire of a red overcoat and brimless hat.

"I'll be waiting for you on the city wall. Come find me whenever you've finished dealing with this!" Acado left with these words and swaggered away.

Vlad III frowned even more deeply.

As a king, he had a certain ability to judge people. Accardo's tone of voice, walking posture, and facial expressions all exuded confidence and composure, so he naturally did not think that he wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

But precisely because of this, he found it somewhat tricky.

The fact that the opponent was able to kill all the vampires except Dracula shows that he is quite capable. Now that he has seen that he has defeated Dracula, his calmness and composure fully demonstrate his strength.

I'm afraid tonight won't be so easy.

"hehe"

At that moment, Dracula laughed.

Vlad III looked up at him, and Accardo also stopped in his tracks.

Dracula continued to speak, but due to his constant death and resurrection, his speech was intermittent.

Do you think you can win?

"Vlad III and Accardo, one of you wants to kill all vampires to correct the legend, and the other has lost his purpose in life and is searching for the meaning of existence in confusion, but you will not succeed."

Accardo frowned slightly, raised his gun and fired a series of shots, breaking Dracula's neck.

The next second, Dracula's head grew back perfectly.

He gripped the spearhead with both hands, pulled himself off the spearhead, jumped down, and then pulled out the stakes from his body one by one.

Vlad III frowned but did not stop him.

He still has a lot of magic power stored up, enough to create an overwhelming advantage in combat. If he could link Dracula together once, he could link him together many more times.

“Nothing in this world is immortal, and neither am I,” Dracula said as he pulled the stake out of the ground. “You want to know how to kill me? I’ll tell you then, if you can do it!”

Vlad III's gaze sharpened, and he waited.

"It all started six hundred years ago."

Dracula was a vampire who was transformed from a human. He got bored during his long life, so after arranging important national affairs, he went out for a stroll.

Six hundred years ago, he met a human writer.

The two had a pleasant conversation and became good friends.

Finally, a human writer felt that Dracula's story was so compelling that it shouldn't be forgotten, so he created a book based on him as the protagonist.

That book portrayed Dracula's abilities as even more terrifying and powerful, embellishing his deeds and adding various layers of detail.

Then, the book became a hit.

The legend of Dracula has been passed down through generations.

"Then, I became stronger, just like Dracula in the book."

"Exactly the same as described in the book?"

Vlad III's eyes flickered, as if he had thought of something. "Could that author be a superhuman with the power of words?"

"No, he's just an ordinary person."

Dracula shook his head slightly. "I traveled all over Europe with him, so I know very well that he was just an ordinary person. And as the legend of Dracula spread more and more widely, different versions appeared, and I also gained the abilities of those different versions."

Could it be that...?

“That’s right, it’s a legend! Human legends have made me so powerful!” Dracula said. “I’m not a first-generation vampire, not a second-generation vampire, and I don’t even know if I’m a third-generation vampire. I’m just a vampire who was transformed from a human.”

But even someone like me is more powerful than the first and second generation vampires, and my immortality far surpasses theirs.

Because, in people's subconscious.

Dracula is the strongest vampire; he's immortal.

"This is impossible!"

Vlad III stood up in disbelief, his expression somewhat manic. "You are a being of reality, how could you be influenced by legends!"

“Yes, how could a real creature be affected by legends?” Dracula smiled sadly and said, “I didn’t realize this until you appeared last night. I understand now that I am not a real creature at all. I am a monster born into the world because of legends!”

Because he was born before the legend, Dracula subconsciously believed that the legend was based on his deeds, but he ignored the fact that the legend states that "Dracula was born a thousand years ago."

In other words, Dracula did not originally exist.

It was only later generations who created the legend of Dracula, who was born a thousand years ago by a genius.