A steady stream of power emerged, and this feeling of rebirth made Dracula confident that even if the original natural disaster appeared in front of him again, he would no longer have to fear their power.

However, there is one final step away from his plan.

"Now, I also need a sacrifice that can manipulate the power of the sun, and you are the best candidate."

Under the frightened gaze of the shrine maiden, Dracula walked towards him step by step.

She intensified her struggle, but the rope on her body showed no sign of loosening, and the strength of the witch and witch's body was no different from that of ordinary people without the blessing of the spell.

"Andella, stop him, if you let it out, if you let it out......"

Faced with the shrine maiden's words of pleading, Andira was indifferent.

What she witnessed when she came to this era wiped out the last trace of compassion in her heart, and when the ordinary people they protected gained strength and power, they could become the murderers who helped them burn them alive on logs.

"I never understood why my ancestors wanted to protect this group of people."

With Andella's indifferent tone, Dracula opened his mouth, revealing a pair of fangs.

The shrine maiden watched Dracula get closer and closer to her, and finally closed her eyes in resignation.

The next moment, there was a roar.

When he opened his eyes again, Dracula didn't know what to do, and most of the castle's dome disappeared out of thin air.

She saw a black streamer crash into the wasteland outside the city, shattering all the dead spirits that stood in the path of the streamer in an instant.

Dracula only felt that his consciousness had a brief void, and when he came back to his senses, he found that there was a deep pit under his feet, and before he could react, the pitch-black streamer fell beside him, and then, his body was thrown into the air, and in just a few seconds, he felt that his body seemed to have completed several reorganizations, and in the flickering vision, cracks appeared in the air.

And in the shrine maiden's line of sight, the battle in the distance was undoubtedly much clearer.

She wasn't sure if the roar was the aftermath of the battle, because she hadn't seen what had knocked Dracula out the air.

And this is also the first time Marianne has seen Gu Yun's "serious" battle with her own eyes.

With her eyesight, it was not enough to see the details of the battle.

The deep pits in the wasteland outside the city were connected, and these pits were caused by the landing.

"I don't know who you are, but I've gotten used to it a little."

Dracula, who fell from the ground, forcibly turned his body in mid-air, and after being "killed" several times, he had gradually felt some sensations.

His eyes couldn't catch the trajectory of the other party's movements, but his intuition allowed him to vaguely predict the path.

"This is ——!"

Dracula's eyes were red, his teeth were clenched, and his clenched fists suddenly swelled more than ten times, even at the top of the castle hundreds of meters away.

In an instant, the pitch-black streamer collided head-on with the sarcoma-like arm.

The stalemate lasted less than a few seconds, and the sarcoma was like a punctured balloon, and Dracula only felt that his lower abdomen sank, and the whole person rose into the sky again.

The gap that swirled through the sky like a whirlpool sucked his body in, his vision twisted, and in the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth turned upside down, the original ascent turned into a descending, and the dawn was gone, replaced by a scarlet full moon, and before the gap closed, the streamer reappeared in his field of vision.

The terrifying creatures that floated like mountains in the clouds sensed the arrival of the streamer and approached like sharks smelling blood.

Then Dracula saw a rain of blood and flesh pouring down from the sky.

He fell to the ground, and the streamer landed not far from him, which was also the first time he really saw the other person's face after being beaten for some reason.

A young man?

"You're so strong that you can fight back in that situation."

Gu Yun opened his mouth and said.

Compared with the previous creature that could only be beaten unilaterally, Dracula's regenerative ability is much stronger, and all aspects of the opponent's body are growing by leaps and bounds, compared to Count Dracula a few minutes ago, he has now transformed into another level of creature.

"Inexplicable......"

Dracula was sure that he had never met Gu Yun, that there was no personal vendetta between him and the other party, and that the young man did not look like a vampire or a werewolf.

But......

Although it is inexplicable, it also makes Dracula experience the taste of blood boiling for the first time.

There is no longer any need for any conspiracy, no longer any forbearance, the mask has given him an unprecedented fighting instinct, and Dracula has a hunch that the opponent who can bring out all his potential is standing in front of him at this moment.

"Come on, boy, just do what you can!"

He got up, spread his arms, and took the first step with a loud explosion.

…………………………

At the same time, the other end.

"They...... Where did it go? ”

Looking at the gap that had suddenly closed, and the wilderness that had returned to silence, the shrine maiden asked sluggishly.

Before he could finish speaking, another gap appeared in the sky not far away.

What caught their eyes was a fish tens of meters long, and those terrifying eyes stared at them, but after a while, they noticed that only half of the fish's body floated out of the gap, and after breaking out of the gap, the huge body fell straight to the ground.

The red and black streamers pierced the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into a new gap.

"There's ...... The world of the dead. ”

Marianne muttered to herself.

The truncated giant fish, apparently terrifying creatures from the necromantic world, presented to them a battle that she could not even comprehend.

The only reason this battle is still going on is because Dracula hasn't lost yet.

This mask ......

What exactly is the origin?

She couldn't help but look at the powder on the ground, if it existed only as folklore, it would never have given Dracula such great power.

For some reason, she faintly felt a familiar energy in the powder.

The battle in another world is still going on.

"Look at the move!"

The sarcoma-like muscles resisted the impact, and the flesh buds that had grown firmly grasped Gu Yun's arm, and at the same time, a necromancer burrowing out of the crack fiercely intercepted him.

"I haven't figured out the name yet, but you're going to die here, boy!"

Dracula let out a long howl.

"Bang-"

The necromancy dissipated, and the two separated once more.

It's been a long time since he's experienced this kind of combat that gives him a sense of urgency.

"Dracula ......"

Gu Yun clenched his fists, "You don't want to be killed so easily!" ”