The Ultimate Battle (2)

Edward looked at Count Dracula's incarnation and felt an earth-shattering power that was growing as the moonlight dimmed. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Edward said hoarsely: "John take the knife, I will give Garlin's blood to Count Dracula, so that he can break my contract and give me back the freedom of my soul." ”

Hearing Edward's command, John took a silver dagger from Gnapp's hand and walked up to the altar. John held the dagger in his hand and looked at Garryn as if he remembered something, but soon his mind was once again occupied by demons.

Jia Lin looked at John, shook her head and sighed, "John, is this you?" Where did your soul go? I beg you not to do this, I don't want to see you an accomplice to Hell. ”

John looked at Garlene with straight eyes and whispered, "Oh. Everything is meaningless, because the evil legends have been fulfilled one by one, and I can only choose to obey now. What does cold reality mean to a soulless person? Now I only crave death, do you know how painful it is to be a vampire? ”

John raised the dagger in his hand again, bared his teeth, and looked at Garin viciously.

The dagger sliced through the air in a bright line and sliced towards Garin's neck......

A roar was heard in the woods in the distance, and a powerful ultrasound wave was transmitted, knocking down the dagger in John's hand.

After the roar, John staggered to his feet, the fire in his eyes burning brighter than before. He picked up the dagger on the ground and slashed through Garin's wrist, and bright red blood flowed out instantly.

Gnapp, who was standing next to him, used a golden cup to catch the blood that flowed.

There was another incoherent roar in the woods, and the werewolf clan was getting closer and closer to the altar.

Gnap raised the golden cup filled with blood above his head and handed the blood sacrifice to Draculad's avatar.

The dragon danced its claws and shot a wave of energy to suck the blood from the cup. When the blood was drained, the moon was completely obscured. Draculad avatar gained unprecedented power, and it flipped its wings in a circle above the Tower of the Dead, raising its seven heads and letting out a deafening roar.

After the roar, the power of magic began to gather, and four space-time gates appeared on all sides of the Tower of the Dead. The power gathered by the space-time gate shot into the sky again, breaking a hole in the sky, swirling with golden light, and the fifth space-time gate was opened.

Draculad's avatar suddenly turned into countless pieces and disappeared into the night sky as the gate of time and space opened.

John set fire to the lumber piled up around the pillar, and billowing black smoke rose with flames. Garin struggled the bronze pillar, her body writhing constantly.

There was smoke and sparks everywhere on the altar, and tongues of fire licked Garin's skirt, and Garin shouted with her mouth open, deep fear written on her face.

Around the altar is a group of fanatical vampires and zombies, who look up at Garin on the altar with excitement and ecstasy in their eyes.

Under the night of fireworks, the roar of the earth came from all directions, and wave after wave. John could not hold back the joy in his heart, and he excitedly held up the candle and shouted, "Burn her, burn her!" ”

The other zombies shouted, "Yes, burn her!" Burn the blood sacrifice and sacrifice her to hell! Now that she is Count Dracula's lover, only fire can bring her back to hell! ”

The zombies' words were like steel nails, nailed to Jialin's heart. She cried and begged John's men to show mercy, but the pleas had no effect......

The feverish howls of the zombies soon overwhelmed everything, and the Bloods had fallen into complete madness because of the coming of the lunar eclipse.

Edward looked at Garin who was struggling in the fire, and a painful expression appeared on his face, as if he had been torn apart......

There was a sound of ropes in the woods, and many werewolves sprang out of the woods and rushed towards the altar.

Edward looked at the werewolf with a strange glint in his eyes and a displeased expression on his face.

"Zombie Blood, prepare for battle, the enemy has rushed over!" Edward shouted at zombies and vampires.

The wolves suddenly stood on the periphery of the altar and formed a loose circle, and the werewolf leader Van Helsing stood at the front of the line and challenged Edward.

"Now, the wolf clan and the blood clan must have a break." Van Helsing looked at Edward and said coldly.

"Very well, Van Helsing, I want to see what you can do! Without the moon today, you can't defeat me! Edward looked at Van Helsing and said disapprovingly.

Van Helsing raised his claws and swung them forward, shouting at the same time, "Brothers, charge me up!" ”

Hearing the leader's order, the wolves rushed towards the altar as if they were crazy.

Edward's body leaned back, ready for battle, and the zombies and vampires behind him were a little impatient.

Edward grinned, a look of contempt on his lips, and it was evident that he was confident of victory.

A rumbling sound came from the ranks of the werewolves, followed by the sound of flapping claws and a jumble of footsteps, as they moved and attacked from the flanks.

Angry werewolves rely on their physical strength to fight the zombie bloodline, and they are fearless like a group of valiant warriors. From the pre-dawn darkness, burst out with astonishing speed and power. This fatal blow grew as the flames of light grew.

Van Helsing's eyes were fixed and he launched a deadly attack from behind him. Teeth slashed a few inches from Edward's neck, and sharp claws poked a hole in the trench coat, and blood immediately flowed from the wound.

Van Helsing moved quickly in front of Edward, and suddenly leaped over Edward's head. The traces of several claws flashed bright lines in the air, forming a criss-cross of light and shadow.

Edward took a small step back, using the power of magic to render the attack invisible.

Van Helsing moved faster, as if reborn in light and shadow. A cyclone formed around him, and he suddenly lunged forward.

The claw stabbed Edward's back harder, blood running down the paw.

Around the Necropolis, werewolves and Bloods engage in a desperate battle. Howls and low growls mingled, and werewolves fell, while more werewolves pounced on them, opening their mouths and biting violently.

In the dim night, the battle was unusually brutal. Huge wolves and zombie clans sparred together, and from time to time a low wail erupted from the battlefield. This is a real nightmare, shattering the Iron Curtain of darkness.

Suddenly, the wolves became agitated, and a werewolf with a red mane emerged from the dense woods surrounded by several giant wolves...... (To be continued.) )