Bloodied and mutilated corpses strewn all over the floor, Dracula shook his massive bat head like a shadow demon, taking it one step at a time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

“…… Mr. Jean de Man ......, "I was shocked by the sound waves, and my whole body was in unbearable pain, and it was not easy for me to recover.

Jane Deman stared at the big bat, and let out a low roar from his mouth, "Feng Xiaogui, run if you can, run quickly, now I have torn my face with him." ”

The gigantic werewolf stood up from the tanker, and the half-human-length scar on his waist healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The old rules, aren't they? Old dogs? Dracula, who had just drunk fresh blood, looked a little excited, and spread his two batwing claws, provoking the angry werewolves.

Jane de Man, on the other hand, did not immediately make a move, but fell to the ground, stared at Dracula with bared teeth, slowly walked up to a long-dead head wolf, sniffed it with his nose, and finally let out a series of wails.

"Ahh Dracula! Jane Deman stood up and looked up to the sky and roared, the claws on his hands instantly grew, black and sharp, "I'm going to tear you apart!" ”

The werewolf, the size of a large airliner, slammed into Dracula at high speed.

With a claw, although Dracula relied on his brute force to catch it, he was bitten by the werewolf on the neck and flung out, and his huge body crashed into the toy-like houses, many houses collapsed, the natural gas in the houses was detonated, and in an instant, several streets were filled with dust and smoke.

"Ahh

The historic red light district has been reduced to a battlefield where two giant beasts wrestle. The slabs of the buildings, shattered into slag in the clash of their flesh and blood; Concrete asphalt, turned into residue between the fists and feet of the behemoth.

They fought savagely, without any moves or physical skills, pure strength contests, pure punches and kicks.

So Dracula's fangs left one wound after another on Jandeman's body, and Jandeman's claws also cut scars on Dracula's body, and they were all stained red by their own or each other's blood, and then stained with white dust scattered in the air, just like Japanese geisha.

I'm a powerless bystander again, and Jandeman is right, I should have fled earlier, and now I can only hear where the two are and go into hiding.

Their fights are so casual and evenly matched, usually starting with one being thrown somewhere by another, and then fighting there until one is out again.

And their fight was horribly destructive, it used to be a crowded place with residential buildings and small alleys, and now, just after such a short fight, half of the red light district is in rubble, and many gas pipelines can be seen turning out of the dirt, spewing flames into the sky.

I'm so cautiously shuttling back and forth through the ruins, and there will be two big guys passing over my head, fighting for their lives as well as mine.

"Ahh......h

Dracula's head was smashed into a blood gourd, and he finally struggled to kick Jane Delman away, crawling to the side, gasping for air.

"Brother, stop......" Dracula retreated from his giant bat form to a weak appearance, and his originally handsome face was already bruised and bruised one after another, "I ...... Admit defeat. ”

The slab that would have been smashed down stood in the air, and Jane Derman looked at Dracula lying on the ground and turned back into human form, the scarlet in his eyes slowly faded, and reason returned to him.

Boom, the werewolf casually threw the concrete floor aside and sat down, "Dracula, huh—come with me...... It's for your own good that I'm stopping you like this, or they'll wipe you out completely. ”

"Ahem, I'm still confused, my man." The vampire, sitting up, took the werewolf's hand, "What is it that makes you so weak?" Becoming so restrictive? ”

The werewolf looked at this brother who had been born and died, and his eyes shook over the ancient beast that stood above his ambition when he first came to this road hundreds of years ago, and the existence that was regarded as a totem by the inhabitants of this ancient land, as a being of faith.

"Dracula...... She was great and eternal, she was so magnificent that she couldn't describe it, she ...... Uh-" The stinging pain in his hand interrupted Jean Deman's words, and at the same time caused a hint of ominousness in his heart.

Jane Deman immediately pulled out his hand and found a tiny silver needle piercing the palm of his hand.

What werewolves fear most is holy silver, and after humans know this, the werewolf clan was almost completely wiped out by all kinds of demon hunters in that era.

"Dracula, you!" Even if Jean de Man pulled out the silver needle as soon as possible, the irreversible metamorphosis began.

The hair on Jeandeman's body fell off, and the beast-like skin slowly withered and fell off, revealing smooth human skin, and Janedeman's body became the size of a normal person, and finally into the image of a shirtless European with a full beard.

Dracula, the smile on his face that couldn't be hidden, revealed his vicious intentions, "Jane Deman, you really haven't changed, and you're still so careless to underestimate the enemy." ”

Unlike vampires, werewolves lose their strength and speed when they transform back into human form, and their flesh is as weak as an ordinary person.

"Dracula, listen to me, the guardians of this land will never allow you to get involved, and even coveting them will be seen as a threat to her......" The humanoid Jane de Man, grabbing Dracula's arm, said in a very sincere, even pleading, voice.

"Tsk, it looks like you haven't figured it out yet, Jane Deman." Dracula ruthlessly shook off Jean Deman's hand, picked up a steel bar casually, and easily pierced Jian Deman's chest, with a proud expression, "Dude, you really look old, I said when I first came here, no matter who this land belongs to now, I will always establish my dynasty on it!" Whoever tries to stand in my way, I'll get rid of them with my own hands, even you! ”

Dracula's fangs leaned against Jane Deman's neck, "Go to hell, man." ”

A rock flew over and struck Dracula in the head.

“？” Dracula tilted his head in surprise and tilted his head to look at the ruins of the old city.