Dragon Wizard of the Heavens

Allen stood aside and inspected this crude instrument, and all the werewolves and dwarves around him passed him directly as if they didn't see him.

"Chip, scan the surrounding machinery."

An invisible aura scanned the rudimentary-looking machine in front of him, and then a three-dimensional image appeared in front of Alan.

"Chip! Analyze the operating data of this machine!"

As soon as the words fell, a large amount of data passed Alan's eyes.

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Just when Allen was checking these machines, the battle between several people had already entered a fierce battle. Viken and Van Helsing had been suppressed tightly, and Dracula continued to attack with ease.

At this time, Viken's body was cut with sharp claws. If he hadn't been transplanted with werewolf blood, he would have been killed long ago.

"Viken, I didn't expect you to become a monster. A family determined to eradicate the darkness has thrown itself into the embrace of the darkness." Dracula licked the blood on his hand, and instantly recognized that Viken's blood was miscellaneous. Blood of other dark beings.

"As long as I can kill you, I'm not afraid even if I go to hell!" Viken panted violently, the wound on his body was no longer bleeding, and he rushed forward.

"You think you can fight me if you get some dark power? Naive!"

"boom!"

A figure flew out at a faster speed, slammed into the wall of the castle, and then slid down.

"Brother!" Anna was anxious when she saw Viken being sent flying, and shot the dwarves who rushed over to death with one shot, then rushed over.

Van Helsing's state at this time was even worse, his physical fitness was not as good as Viken's, and he was also seriously injured in the fierce confrontation just now. Without Viken's help, Van Helsing was completely in a swing at this time, as if he was being played by Dracula's cat. playing around.

"Gabriel, you have been fooled by your god, just like I was fooled back then, but I escaped."

"As God's left hand, he must be carrying a huge burden and curse!"

"The one who killed me back then was you! It doesn't feel good to kill your own brother with your own hands."

Dracula babbled as he attacked.

Suddenly he flicked his left hand vigorously, and Fan Helsing was thrown flying, knocking down a wooden frame with a bang.

"See my hand?"

"You cut off this finger and took my ring away."

"All I want is to continue life, to continue my pack, and maybe get my ring back!"

At this time, the clock reached twelve midnight, and Van Helsing, who was already powerless to resist, roared to the sky.

The next moment, the muscles of the body began to swell, a large amount of black hair protruded from the skin, the upper and lower jaws elongated visible to the naked eye, sharp teeth appeared one by one, and Van Helsing had changed from a human into a werewolf in the breath, and then In an instant, he rushed to Dracula.

Dracula's face just had a smile of a certain chance of winning, and then it turned into fright and anger, and his face changed drastically: "Impossible!"

The change happened so suddenly that Dracula didn't have time to react, and subconsciously turned sideways backwards, and that paw firmly slashed across his chest.

Just like when he was attacked countless times before, blood spattered, followed by a shrill scream, full of disbelief and horror.

Dracula screamed in terror, and the vampire who had lived for more than four hundred years once again experienced the strong sense of crisis of death. Completely losing the sense of superiority that the cat played with the mouse just now, his body instantly turned into an ugly monster in bat costume, and he released his power without hesitation.

A werewolf and a vampire began to fight frantically. Two figures of rabbits flew up and down, mingling together at a rapid rate. Explosions like cannonballs continued to resound, and the howling wind swept the entire space with the breath of death.

Fan Helsing completely lost his mind at this moment, leaving only the fighting instinct, and the attack was even more rapid, every muscle was like a powder keg, a series of beating sounds came, and there were bursts of explosions in the air. Shake for it.

"Ah!" Dracula screamed, and then his whole body was thrown out, then hit the wall hard, and fell to the ground again.

Immortal nobility. He had never been so embarrassed before, and now he no longer had the slightest grace. His distorted expression was extremely ferocious due to his exasperation.

But all of this was doomed to be in vain. Fan Helsing, who had turned into a werewolf, didn't stop at all. As soon as his body stood firm, he pounced on him again the next moment.

At this time, Dracula's injuries never healed, and the strength of the werewolf inhibited his recovery ability.

"It's really troublesome." Allen frowned looking at the constantly damaged instruments. The chip has already analyzed the function of this machine. The biggest function of this machine is to use the power of lightning to extract the vitality of a person or creature, and then infuse it into other creatures.

It cannot create life out of thin air, but an equivalent exchange.

"It seems that the vitality of the stitch monster was not generated out of thin air." Allen looked at the analysis data of the chip and understood the generation of the stitch monster: "But what is that thing?"

Allen thought for a long time, but couldn't find the answer, and then moved his eyes to Dracula, who looked miserable at this time.

The huge bat wings behind him were cut, and one of the wings was broken, completely losing the ability to fly. There were bloody wounds on his face and chest.

However, Fan Helsing's appearance was also uncomfortable, his body was also scratched with wounds, and one ear was even directly torn off.

"Victor is dead, so only you will know about the experiment!" Allen said to himself. Then a flash of light shot out.

"Monster hold technique!"

Dracula, who was moving fast and fighting, suddenly stiffened. Van Helsing seized the opportunity and directly pressed him to the ground, biting down with a ferocious big mouth.

Dracula watched helplessly as his throat was bitten by the werewolf transformed by Van Helsing, and then a large amount of werewolf toxin was injected into his body. Dracula's blood boiled instantly like sulfuric acid, and his body directly melted in his breathing, Dracula's huge body began to collapse continuously.

"Soul Extraction!"

Seeing Dracula's death, Allen instantly shot out a flash of spiritual light, pulling his soul out directly. A ferocious translucent soul bared its teeth and claws to break free, and was dragged directly into a gemstone without the slightest chance of resistance.

"Soul imprisonment!"

Dracula's soul is sealed in a gem.

After killing Dracula, the werewolf transformed by Van Helsing roared and rushed towards Allen. Allen frowned, and with a wave of his arm, the werewolf's huge body flew upside down, and then smashed hard on the ground. on the ground.