Dragon Wizard of the Heavens

"And since my ancestors knew that werewolves could kill Dracula, then Dracula must know it too, but why did Dracula want to subdue werewolves as his subordinates? Isn't he afraid of being killed by those werewolves?"

"I think you got one thing wrong, not all werewolves can kill Dracula."

"Look at these two knights. Do you think anyone could be a knight at that time? Even now, knights are not for ordinary people."

"Look at the armor and weapons worn by the two above, they are exactly the same, and even the badges on them are exactly the same." Allen said, pointing to the logo of a snake with wings on the armor.

"This is the symbol of our family." Seeing the symbol Allen was pointing at, Viken said hesitantly.

"If it's just your family's blood, then your many ancestors must have killed Dracula long ago."

"This werewolf should be referring to the left hand of God."

"God's left hand?"

"Fan Helsing, do you feel familiar?" Looking at the dazed Van Helsing, Allen said with a slight smile.

"Pick up yours and have a look."

Van Helsing raised his left hand in a daze, and put a black ring on the ring finger of his left hand. The badge on it was exactly the same as the badge on the picture.

"This ring..." Anna looked at Fan Helsing with some doubts when she saw the ring.

"That's right, that ring belongs to your family, and it was left by your ancestor," Alan said directly, understanding what Anna meant.

"This is the famous monster hunter Van Helsing, the only knight of the Knights of the Holy Order who is active outside, and the murderer who is wanted by many countries. He is the descendant of your ancestor, the brother of Count Dracula."

"What? It's impossible?" Anna Viken and Van Helsing looked in disbelief when they heard what Allen said.

"The ancestor of our family has been dead for 450 years. If he is the son of my ancestor, then he is at least 400 years old, but look at him now, is he 40 years old?" Viken grabbed Fan Helsing said with a somewhat out of control expression.

"Nothing is impossible, it's just four hundred years old." Allen shrugged, picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip slowly: "Make tea with holy water,

It has a special flavor. "

"If you don't believe me, go ask Van Helsing?"

"Are you really my ancestor's son?" Viken looked at Van Helsing in disbelief.

"Sorry, I lost my memory, I don't know who I am." Van Helsing said with a frown.

"Your memory has been sealed, the whole thing is actually very simple." Allen looked at everyone and continued.

"Dracula, the son of your ancestors, because of one incident that shook his faith, he began to no longer believe in God, and Van Helsing, who was the left hand of God, was ordered to kill Dracula by the Inquisition at that time."

"The Inquisition did a lot of things like killing brothers. God's left hand is the sharpest knife of the Inquisition, so he was the one who killed Dracula."

"However, the Holy See did not expect that Dracula would sign a contract with the devil, and after being killed by God's left hand, he would appear as a vampire again, and you all know what happened after that." Allen drank the tea in one gulp.

"So I'm the only one who wants to kill Dracula and become a werewolf?" Van Helsing looked up.

"It's the easiest way."

"Well, where is the castle where Dracula is hiding?"

"Follow me." Allen stood up and waved his hand, motioning for everyone to follow.

A group of people came to a study.

"This is my father's study. Since my father disappeared a year ago, we have searched here." Viken said with some doubts when he saw Alan bring everyone to the study.

"Here's the answer." Allen pushed open the door and walked to a wall. There is a huge map hanging on the wall, which shows the entire territory of the Villelis family.

"That door is here."

"Impossible, if this is that door, my father should have opened it long ago." Anna obviously didn't believe it.

"That's because your father is missing something, a sentence is missing on this map." Allen pointed to the lower left corner of the map, where there is a piece missing.

"Van Helsing, take out the fragment of the map in your hand."

Van Helsing took out the fragments given by Archbishop Verne when he was leaving and put them together on the mural, and then read the last secret phrase aloud.

"In the name of God, open this door."

Like a golden snake swimming, countless light snakes rolled across the mural, the patterns and canvases disappeared one by one, and a silver-white mirror appeared.

Van Helsing stretched out his hand in front of the mirror, as if immersed in water, his hand directly pierced the surface of the lens, it was extremely cold inside, and the cold wind and snowflakes kept falling on his hand.

"Oh my God!"

"Dracula's castle is behind the mirror."

"Let's go now and kill him completely." After talking, several people were ready to go in.

"Wait a minute." Allen said, and everyone looked back.

"Van Helsing, I think you need this." Allen took out two glass syringes and threw them to Van Helsing.

"The green one is the werewolf toxin. If you stick it in, you will be infected with the werewolf virus and become a werewolf. The colorless and transparent one is the antidote to the werewolf virus."

"Thank you." Van Helsing picked up the syringe and injected the green werewolf poison directly into his arm. He gave the antidote to Viken again.

Then, he walked through the mirror without hesitation, and the others followed closely behind.

Allen's figure flashed and appeared in the mirror world.

As soon as I stepped over the mirror, I could only see a vast expanse of whiteness, everything was shrouded in the wind and snow, the stern wind mixed with fist-sized snowflakes rushed towards me, and occasionally some ice cubes were mixed in the snowflakes, hitting the ground A snowflake splashed.

Contrasted with the vast white mountains and fields, the black clouds that are almost like thick ink are rolling in the sky, except for the faint thunder that occasionally lights up, cutting through the darkness and illuminating the entire frozen castle.

The darkness shrouded, like the curtain of death drooping down, dividing the world into two distinct colors of black and white, and bursts of terrifying aura instantly permeated the world.

Between the wind, snow and dark clouds in the sky, a majestic and tall ancient castle full of vicissitudes of time stood, and a strong evil atmosphere filled the whole castle.

"I didn't expect this place to be a gap in space. Your ancestors discovered this place and transformed it into a prison of ice and snow. Originally, once Dracula entered here, he would never be able to get out again, but the devil gave him a pair of wings. He can come in and out at will." After Allen entered here, he discovered that this is a naturally formed space crack, and it has existed for an unknown how long.