Carlo naturally inherited everything Dracula, the castle, the bride, and the strong and loyal servants.Chinese

The Ice Castle had been completely transformed by Dracula into a sprawling engineering and laboratory for the purpose of producing his second batch of offspring, the disgusting sacs of flesh that now stood in front of Carlo like upside-down grapes on a flower board.

Thousands, too many to count, are the result of hundreds of years of hard work by Dracula and his three vampire brides.

Carlo looked at this rather spectacular scene, and joked with a smile and the three Alina around him: "No wonder your skills are so good, it's not completely unreasonable, hehe" Obviously, this joke is not funny for the vampire brides, they are scared to death, if they can, they are willing to exchange the lives of all the children in front of them for their virgin status, in order to please this new master who is ten thousand times more mysterious and terrifying than Dracula.

With his palm on top of the sac, he could clearly feel a throbbing evil life inside, and he tore open the sac shell covered with viscous liquid, and a gray-covered monster with bat wings and a fleshy tail burst out, its sharp teeth biting into his hand.

Carlo's eyes were calm, and he let this monster bite hard, even the flesh of the vampire bride could not be broken, how could this newborn vampire bite through.

After a few minutes, the monster in Carlo's hand suddenly let out a short hiss, and his face showed pain, and then it exploded into a cloud of dark green plasma.

A flame rose from Carlo's body, burning all the filthy and disgusting plasma away like running water. The vampire bride is not a pure-blooded vampire, and the offspring born after her union with Dracula may have some kind of birth defect and will die in a very short time.

Dracula himself is aware of this, and has tried countless methods in the past hundred years, but unfortunately they have failed, and each failure has also made him miss his daughter in London even more in his heart, Akado.

Dracula had sneaked to London several times to peek at his daughter, and the painting hanging in the castle hall was one he had drawn from his memory.

However, between Dracula and his beloved daughter Acador, there is a mountain of the Dark Council, and the Lesembano family takes control of the Dark Hallows, the Silver Grail, and pushes Dracula's second wife, Mina, who looks exactly like Elizabeth, the woman whom Dracula loved most during his lifetime, to the position of Supreme Speaker.

Dracula's secret visit to his beloved daughter is discovered, and he has lost his strength after leaving his native land, and he almost died at the hands of the Dark Council several times.

The more this happens, the more tormented and tormented Dracula's heart becomes. He was in the darkness and hated the darkness, and for hundreds of years the Dark Council never gave up its coveting of the bloody cloak of the holy weapon in his hand, and sent people to Transnesia several times, but unfortunately they all returned with hatred.

In the land of Transylasia, Dracula, with his bloody cloak, is invincible, and even the Blood Prince is no match for him.

(Dracula.)

The title of "Earl" is a hereditary title during his lifetime, and does not represent his strength) Carlo creaked to the bottom of the castle in a steam-powered elevator, where countless short monsters in black hazmat suits were busily walking around.

This is one of Dracula's minions, the Dwarf. A dark creature with a dog's mouth and a pig's nose, industrious, stupid, and vicious.

There are also werewolf guards in rudimentary armor and armed with spears. When these ugly slaves saw Carlo, they all fell to their knees and trembled.

Dracula's howl had long since spread throughout the castle, and even the stupidest dwarf knew that the castle had a new owner, a dark lord who was even more cruel and powerful than Count Dracula.

Carlo's gaze swept over all the servants, and he nodded slightly in satisfaction, and suddenly, his gaze rested on one of the servants who stood out extraordinarily.

It's so ugly that it's outstanding. He has a rotting and ugly face like a zombie, and a mouth full of black and yellow rotten teeth, and the average person will definitely be disgusted by the sight of him, and he will almost be unable to eat.

"Igo"

"Dear Master" The ugly zombie dragged its extremely stiff and unnatural body up slowly, knelt at Carlo's feet, and showed a flattering smile,

"What do you command" Carlo looked down at him with interest and said lightly: "Listen to Dracula pay you"

"Yes, but obviously the latter is more important than my life"

"Haha" Carlo laughed and patted Igo on the shoulder,

"Continue your experiments, I've never been a stingy person"

"Yes, master," the machine rumbled again after a brief pause due to the change of owner of the castle.

Zombie Igo shouted and instructed the stupid dwarf to pour all kinds of potion ingredients into a cauldron.

This ugly zombie has a mind as brilliant as his first owner, and he learns a lot from Doctor Evil, Victor, among other things – the method of making life.

In the plane where Van Helsing's top-level power has not yet reached the boss level, apart from a large amount of experience points and the heretics he has not yet seen, the only thing that can interest Carlo is probably Frankenstein.

Carlo, who first encountered the power of faith and creation in the totemic world, was very curious about how the monster that was born in the thunder and lightning and was completely stitched together from corpses obtained life.

"If memory serves," Carlo muttered to himself thoughtfully, "Frankenstein is now hiding in some of the gutters outside Frankenstein Castle" Above the rough sea, on the surface of the fog-shrouded sea, a black ship sped at incredible speed, jumping from wave to wave, as if a pair of invisible hands were pushing it.

Where the black ship sailed, the fish on the bottom of the sea surfaced one after another, turned out their snow-white bellies, and died silently.

Behind the black ship, a shocking death trail was left behind. Lightning pierced the fog, and the occasional leaking moonlight illuminated the black ship's hideous face.

I saw that on the ship of this ship, full of dead people, full of coffins, on the mast of the howling wind, stood a slender but terrifying figure, she stood against the moon, thick black gas diffused from her body Suddenly, a figure with huge wings flew up the mast, lightly landed beside her, standing side by side with her.

"Dear Sister Acardo, are you missing your father?" a magnetic male voice sounded softly, and the moon illuminated the appearance of the speaker, a handsome and evil young gentleman.

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