Wang Yu and Flandrew broke away from the state of soul fusion, and their trance-like black eyes instantly became clear. He didn't have time to reminisce about the joyful dance just now, so he raised his bow and aimed it at Accardo, and his dark eyes were full of rebellious smiles.

"How, Count, is this dance your sight worthy?"

Flandall was obediently holding Wang Hao's arm, her body was completely supplied by Wang Hui, and all the magic loss came from Wang Hui. So even though he looked like the boy was in high spirits, his legs were actually a little shaky.

After the soul resonance was interrupted, all the fatigue and pain that had been ignored before were recovered, and even in this case, Wang Yu ensured that Flandorow would not feel uncomfortable, at the cost of the pain of the two of them being borne by him alone.

Even if it was just a summoning projection, he saved all the best for Flandrew.

"Heh, what a lucky little ghost. No wonder you didn't become a monster......"

Accardo, who was also at the end of the crossbow, glanced at the young girls who were snuggled together, and chuckled a little lonely.

"Both. ”

"Thank you for the compliment. ”

Wang Hui gently pushed away Flandorew, stretched out his empty left hand to hold the thorn in the middle of the vermilion bow, and with a slight force, broke the longbow that had not been wound into two short blades. As if chains condensed from red light connected the hilts of the two short knives, he stepped forward, his smile becoming agitated and hideous.

Wang Yu, who seemed to be no different from a human, spat out the pitch-black snake letter and licked the sharp fangs. He pointed the tip of his knife at Accardo with great vigour, and spoke:

"Let's fight, then. Let's see if my self-defeating viper can swallow the King of Monsters. ”

"Don't you take back the power from that little girl?"

Accardo, who was unmoved by such a provocation, did not raise his sword, but asked Wang Hao.

He could see that it was just a projection, and even Wang Hao's own strength was consumed. The pride of the Unborn King does not allow him to take a ridiculous advantage in this regard.

"No, even if I don't fully get the imaginary world, this is still my home turf. My consumption is far lower than that of you, Earl, who have lost the River of Death. ”

The boy shook his head and rejected the offer.

Accardo didn't want to take advantage, and so did Wang. Although it is always said that it is normal for the law of the jungle to do whatever it takes, at this time, respect for the enemy and pride in oneself still prevail.

"Then ......"

The King of Monsters raised his sword in front of him, and Wang Hui staggered his swords in front of him into a reversed cross. The two salute the strength and will of the enemy as a courtesy before the duel.

"Let's fight!!"

Even though the actual condition of this body was much worse than that of the earl, Wang Yu still spread his wings and rushed away. With the inertia of shrinking the ground, he stabbed the short knife in his right hand into Accardo's abdomen, and slashed at his head with the short knife in his left hand.

Accardo staggered to dodge the blow, his lack of stamina caused his movements to not have the desired effect. The eyelid of his left eye was cut, and a scratch that nearly hurt his eyeball remained on his face. And the left rib of the young man was also opened by the long sword backhand A wound, Wang Hao, who missed the blow, almost fell, and the wings behind him suddenly flapped a few times, and he controlled his body with difficulty.

This simple action alone made the two of them breathless, and Wang Hao and Accardo rushed towards each other with the same sinister smile on their faces, and the two swords that could complement each other and be good at defense danced in turn, constantly blocking the Earl's long sword from the outside. Now that the self-healing ability of the two vampires has been reduced to the lowest point, no one dares to let themselves be injured casually, Accardo simply threw away the long sword that was constantly slashed by the two knives in the same place, causing it to break, clenched the fists covered with iron armor and rushed to Wang Yu with a fist, smashing it in the face. Angered by the enrage, Wang Hui also withdrew his bow and also used his claws and fangs Accardo to tear and tear, he attacked the monster king desperately like a beast, and Dracula's handsome face also became distorted and hideous, and the heavy punch had broken Wang Hao's ribs, but the pain made the boy lose his mind even further, the original black eyes turned red, Wang Yu let out a hoarse roar from his throat, and Dracula raised his foot to step on the other's calf at the same time.

Two crisp bone cracking sounds sounded at the same time, and Wang, who had the advantage in physical fitness, ignored the broken bones, he staggered and grabbed Dracula, whose calf was broken and lost his balance, and screamed angrily and smashed it to the ground.

Even with the cascading corpses as a buffer, Wang Hao's terrifying power still made Dracula feel a shock in his internal organs, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, but there was a hideous smile on his face.

He pulled out a broken sword from under his body and threw it with his hand, although Wang Hao's instinct made him want to dodge, but his body, whose magic was almost dry, could not make corresponding movements. The boy with the impaled shoulder blade on his left side let out a low roar of pain, and the pitch-black magical aura converged in his hand, exuding an aura that made Dracula, the onlooker Flandoro, and even Wang Yu himself jealous.

Undead-to-the-dead.

The black aura suddenly exploded, surging towards the only undead creature in the limited area. Dracula, illuminated by the dark aura, roared in pain, his countenance rapidly shifting between the vicissitudes of life, the handsome boy, and the delicate girl, and the little strength he had left was constantly lost. This is the polar opposite of the power of "purification", a terrible spell that fundamentally denies the existence of the undead.

As the caster with immunity, Wang Hao himself tried to pounce, but he could only stagger and fall to his knees on Dracula's body, and he didn't even have time to pull out the broken sword on his shoulder blade. The crimson short knife was stabbed into the earl's heart by him upside down, and the earl, who was struggling in pain, suddenly stopped struggling, and he looked at Wang Hao's angry red eyes and laughed in a low voice.

"Well done, Wang. ”

The fire burned on Dracula, his face was calm and tranquil, no longer the blood of the monster, and clear tears slowly fell down his face. Wang Hao, who had regained his senses, let go of his short knife and stared at Count Dracula in silence.

"The ...... that can kill monsters Only humans. ”

Dracula's red eyes were full of envy and sadness, and he smiled gently and said slowly.

"And you...... It's a human being. ”

"And what about you, Count?"

Wang Yu spoke a little tiredly, and the magic from Flandoro kept him from collapsing to the ground. The boy struggled to vibrate his vocal cords and looked at Dracula calmly.

"If it's really a monster, where does your heart come from, which will be painful, sad, unwilling, and tired?"

"Monsters don't have hearts, monsters don't suffer. ”

"You're human, Dracula. It always has been. ”

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Thank you for the reward of the evil ruffian.,The first head of this book appeared.,Sprinkle flowers~ It's not easy to say that a book can have a master.,Thank you very much for the reward and support of the evil ruffian all the time.,I'm remembering a change for the evil ruffian.,Make up for it next week.。

Hellsing is still close to finishing, and my conjecture has been confirmed, and it is really the shortest volume......