In the cave, where the ground was completely shattered, the giant wolves who had gobbled up the lamb slowly began to grow shorter, and finally they turned into naked strong men.

"Is this a werewolf?"

At this time, the white people recognized these giant wolves as the legendary werewolves.

The leader of the wolf clan who stood up seemed dissatisfied with the title, and he glared fiercely at the white man and let out a roar.

"Roar!"

If Dracula hadn't been here, he swore to tear this humanity apart.

"Vlad, what exactly do you want to do?"

The leader of the wolf clan asked in a low voice.

There was a frosted feel to his voice, which made him feel like a wolf baring his teeth.

"The so-called warrior of the Lord, Grand Duke Vlad III, is dead, and now the living is the vampire Count Dracula, please remember, otherwise something very unpleasant will happen. ”

Dracula looked like a noble nobleman, he clasped his hands around his waist in front of him, and looked coldly at the leader of the wolf clan in front of him.

He doesn't like werewolves, a group of "people" who are always naked if they don't do it well, it's really vulgar.

But he disliked the Holy See even more.

So he'd rather let them out.

"As for why I let you out, I have already said that I hope you will be able to bring some surprises to the people of the Holy See. ”

Dracula turned slowly and made a walking gesture to the white people on the side.

Then they all walked towards the outside of the cave, and when they came to the mouth of the cave, he paused and said:

"By the way, one last reminder, there are all believers in the Lord outside, you stupid wolves, don't get caught, otherwise it will be too embarrassing. ”

Watching Dracula's figure slowly disappear outside the cave, the leader of the wolf clan stood silently in place.

"The most loyal warriors of the Lord have sunk, and it seems that the Holy See is not far from collapse. ”

His hoarse voice echoed through the darkness.

No one knew that the werewolf had been freed from the darkness by Dracula.

There is one more member of the dark race in this world.

......

After Dracula and his Bloodline mad crushes left the cave, he sat in the back seat of a Land Rover outside the cave.

And the white man who had just fired a solo rocket who was also sitting in the back seat turned his head excitedly and said:

"Dear Earl, I?"

His expression was self-evident, he wanted to be a Bloodline.

"You must know that once you accept to become a Bloodline, you are giving up the whole world, and the new world you get may not be suitable for you. This is a world of darkness, a world of blood and death. ”

Dracula's extremely magnetic voice rang out, and he didn't look at the youth, as if he were speaking to the air.

Without the slightest hesitation, the white youth could not wait:

"Honorable Earl, I have been ready for a long time, you must know that the whole purpose of my life is to wait for this day, to become a noble blood noble. ”

The voice of the white youth is a deep yearning and obsession.

"Really?"

Dracula spoke newly-learned English, not Ancient Roman, but there was an aristocratic feel in his voice.

"I'm so sure, please give me the identity of the Bloodline. ”

The white youth prayed to him again.

Dracula looked at the white youth with a lot of thoughts, and finally he nodded and said:

"Good!"

As the word sounded, Dracula's fangs pierced the white youth's neck, and he sucked the white youth's blood with all his might.

"Ah!!h

A cry of pain came from the mouth of the white youth, but no one from his companions came to save him, and they even looked at the young man with a look of envy.

That's what they've been looking forward to all their lives.

Drops of blood flowed into Dracula's mouth.

The struggles of the white youth gradually weakened.

Eventually, when the white youth's blood flow slowed to a certain level and his heartbeat was close to failure, Dracula stopped sucking blood.

If the heart stops, the blood will stop flowing, and the brain will die of lack of oxygen.

A dead man cannot become a blood race.

So Dracula began to give blood transfusions to the white youth, transfusing his blood into the white youth, but he did not stop sucking blood.

His blood began to circulate with the blood of the white youth.

It wasn't until the completion of the Great Cycle that Dracula stopped.

In the white youth's body, the blood of the blood clan seemed to burn, maintaining energy for his body and maintaining bodily functions.

He was hot all over, sweating profusely, and the blood gradually loomed under the skin, and the black blood spread all over his body.

And his skin gradually darkened.

This is the transformation of humans into bloodlines.

Dracula had already turned his gaze away from the white youth, who should have had an extremely complicated ritual at first, but Dracula didn't have time for these tedious rituals now.

"Let's get used to it. ”

Dracula turned into a black cloud of bat smoke and flew out of the car window into the jungle beside him.

And the young man could no longer hear Dracula's words, he was in the process of converting between human and blood at this time.

A little bit of black oozed from his skin.

It's very weird.

The sky had darkened, but there was still a glimmer of sunlight slipping through the sky.

Dracula isn't afraid of the sun, but being in the sun makes him uncomfortable.

But once you enter the forest, the uncomfortable feeling gradually dissipates.

A faint mist enveloped the entire forest, making the entire forest look unusually eerie.

Here is a demon that Dracula sealed with his own hands.

Is there anything more hostile to the Holy See than a demon?

Without.

Slowly walking into the dark forest, the mist was dispelled in front of Dracula.

Dracula turned black into bat smoke and ran through the jungle.

Eventually, he stopped in front of a huge stone monument.

On the ground in front of the stele is a circular foundation of a huge cross, on which are carved dense stripes of seals.

"Old rival, I hope you're not dead. ”

Black medieval aristocratic costumes, capes on their shoulders falling to the ground, and Dracula's magnetic voice reverberated through the gloomy jungle, making people shudder.

He stomped his feet on the ground.

The huge pattern of the seal began to crumble.

Unlike the seals set by others before, this is a seal set by Dracula himself, and no one knows better than him how to destroy them.

As the seal shattered, streaks of lava began to seep out from beneath the surface.

In the midst of the magma, a large hand covered in scale armor stretched out.

What popped out was a creature with two horns on its head.

"Vlad?vampire?"

The creature laughed maniacally as if it had seen something ridiculous.

"I love your depravity to death, welcome to the world of darkness, Vlad. ”

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