The body is a little unadaptable, thanks to the book friend "Water Shortage Field" reward.

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The sound of "rustling" was getting closer and closer, and the three of them raised their vigilance, and after turning a corner, they saw a thin figure digging a hole in the ground, or rather digging a grave.

"If only I were the delicate apple blossom, falling from the crooked branches, and falling on your gentle bosom, I would call him my home......"

Some melodies were humming in each other's mouths, which surprised the three of them a little, it was an English minor tune called "Londonderry Minor", and suddenly hearing this in Romania naturally made people pay some attention.

As if sensing the arrival of the three of them, the other party turned around, revealing a pale and familiar face, shrugged and said, "Good evening." ”

This greeting at night, combined with the eerie scene of the surrounding grave crosses, can't help but make people a little creepy.

"Afanase, what are you doing here?"

This person is very familiar to the three of them, it is the sick man who has had a relationship during the day, especially Anna is the most familiar, Zhang Yang has no interest in this guy who doesn't look like a good person, but pays attention to the surrounding situation.

"Of course it's a grave digger, old Spencer is sick, I'm going to dig his grave for him these days, and I think these graves will be ready for use soon."

The guy replied nonchalantly as he continued to dig a pit, the cold, hard dirt forming a small mound beside it.

"Did you see a werewolf just now?"

Van Hersin asked, then saw the guy look at him. Suddenly grinned: "See, he's behind you!" ”

Van Hesin was startled in his heart, and before he could react. The body had been knocked away by a strong force, but it was not knocked down by the werewolf, but was pushed out by Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang directly met the werewolf.

Smack!

A damp black coffin was shattered, and Zhang Yang and the werewolf quickly got up, each looking at each other vigilantly.

"The strength of the werewolf is so much greater than mine!"

Zhang Yang was secretly surprised in his heart. Having had the experience of a pig-headed man before, Zhang Yang had no doubt that a werewolf with strong combat power would be weaker than a pig-headed man. But the short fight just now made Zhang Yang vaguely lose the upper hand.

The werewolf is nearly three meters tall, tall and has an extraordinary strength. Can easily shred an adult man. And because it has some wolf attributes, the jumping power is extremely developed, the sense of smell, and vision are also very good.

According to Zhang Yang's observations, vampires are also very powerful. But compared with werewolves in terms of physical elements, it is still slightly inferior. However, the vampire has the ability to magic and flight, and is very sensible, so it is more powerful than the werewolf.

Can a knight who only knows how to rampage be the opponent of a mage with melee ability?

The werewolf's two pointed ears moved, and he looked at the strange man in front of him with a little more jealousy.

"Roaring ......"

At this time, Fan He, who reacted, drew out his pistol and fired a shot, of course, it was filled with ordinary bullets, if it was a silver bullet, the other party would have died.

At such close range, Van Hesin hit the werewolf with several shots in a row, causing the other party to wail, crashing through the house next to him in a few jumps, and then adjusting the angle to pounce on Anna!

One of Zhang Yang's side quests is to protect the heroine Anna from dying, so it is impossible to watch the other party pounce, so he directly hit the werewolf in mid-air, although it did not fly, but it made the angle of the werewolf a little off, and coincidentally flew to the Afanase, who was watching the excitement.

"Oh, no.......!"

Afanase, who was sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, never thought that he would one day die at the hands of the werewolf, and the next second, the werewolf's powerful claws directly pinched his neck, and after a slight click, the corpse that was still twitching fell into the pit that had just been dug.

The idiom "cocooning oneself" is probably the last portrayal of this sinister guy.

"Afanasey!"

Anna cried out anxiously, and her heart ached to see that her various assassins had lost their minds.

The sound of thumping gunshots broke the silence of the night, and the three of them each aimed at the werewolf, and the werewolf, who could not support it under the rapid fire, suddenly began to retreat and fled in one direction, and the three of them had planned to rely on him to find Dracula, so they quickly chased after him.

After everyone left, a figure wearing a thick turban came here, first glanced at the dead Afanase, and then looked in the direction where the three of them left, hesitated for a moment and still did not catch up, and when he turned around, a silver color appeared on his waist.

I don't know if the climate in Transylvania is too changeable, or because of other reasons, the snowflakes disappeared again in a short time, but the dark clouds in the sky began to flicker with blue electricity.

Click!

After a thunderclap, Van Hesin looked up at the dark clouds overhead, frowned, and asked, "Is the weather always like this here?" ”

"It's about the same, but the weather has been a bit unusual lately, with frequent thunderstorms, a phenomenon called Manitra according to historical records, which occurs every autumn and winter."

Anna shrugged her shoulders, and Zhang Yang and Van Hesin stopped pursuing the matter and continued to chase forward, where a thin layer of snow had fallen on the ground earlier, and the werewolf's footprints were clearly visible.

A series of footprints led directly to another castle in the town, and Zhang Yang saw Anna's face solemnized, and when he looked at it, there were lights flashing in the windows of a castle that was obviously deserted.

"What's that?"

"Frankenstein Castle, but it should be uninhabited by now, and the people who lived there died a year ago." Anna frowned: "It is worth mentioning that that person is a tomb robber. ”

"Tomb robbers?"

Van Hersin was a little baffled.

"That's right, that guy stole more than a dozen graves, and his bad deeds were finally discovered by the residents and burned to death in a tower."

Listening to this dark history, Zhang Yang and Van Hesin were not too surprised, in this period, religion and people punished heresy harshly and cruelly, the most common occurrence was burning at the stake, and in earlier times, the Holy See had a large arrest of "heretics", causing countless tragedies.

The castle's towers are cone-shaped with metal pinpoints that resemble lightning rods, which appear to attract lightning and do not look unusual.

"Well, anyway, it looks like there's already a person living in the castle now, and we'll have to go inside."

"Let's go."

The three of them nodded, and quietly approached the castle against the corner.

Zhang Yang has been very low-key all the way, in addition to not wanting to steal the limelight from Van Hersin, Zhang Yang does not want to expose himself rashly before finding out Dracula's strength, and letting Van Hersin as the protagonist attract Dracula's attention is the best choice.

The vicinity of the castle was desolate and uninhabited, and apparently the inhabitants of the castle had moved out of the area as a bad place due to what had happened a year earlier, and when they came to the gate, it was locked by a large rusty lock, and it looked like no one had been here for a long time.

"I'll come."

Van Hesin picked up a stone from the ground and slammed it lightly on the lock, which clicked open, and the three of them crept in.

The castle was covered in cobwebs, smelling damp and moldy, and a faint stench of decay, possibly dead rats or something.

When Zheng Yang and they were about to move on, several figures suddenly appeared from the corridor in front of them, carrying a bundle of thick black cables, and a hoarse and obscure voice kept coming out, as if they were talking about something.

“@#￥@#￥%@！”

The three of them hurriedly hid, and Anna seemed to be able to understand the language, and after a moment a look of anger appeared on her face.

"These are the dwarves, Dracula's servants, industrious and vicious, kill them when you have the chance."

"Dwarf?"

It was the first time Van Hexin had heard of these gnomes shrouded in black robes and masks, and Zhang Yang had heard of them, and then he thought about them.

"Since these dwarves are Dracula's servants, this is an opportunity to be here right now."

"That's right, just now they said that Dracula is using my brother to do a real thing, and we have to hurry."

After the dwarves had passed, the three of them continued on their way, faintly hearing the sizzling of electricity, and soon came to a large hall with countless dark green sac-like objects hanging from the tall roof and walls, which looked like the size of a huddled adult.

Zhang Yang understands that these things are Dracula's descendants, little vampires.

With the help of lightning outside the window, these little green vampires can be seen hanging densely all over the hall, and the surface is still dripping with snot-like viscous liquid, which looks very disgusting.

"If I'm not mistaken, these things are supposed to be the offspring of vampires."

Zhang Yang reminded the two: "Vampires are walking corpses, dead people, so their offspring are born dead." ”

"But this amount ......."

Anna looked at the dense bags of no less than two hundred, and her face turned a little pale.

"Don't forget, a man and three women have been giving birth for four hundred years, which is not a lot."

"You're right." Van Hesin frowned in disgust.

Van Hesin and Anna then remembered that Dracula had three vampire brides, and even if he could only give birth to one at a time, it would be an extremely terrifying number for four hundred years.

Anna, who had been in favor of her town's conservative policies, turned pale at the thought of this. (To be continued......)