The night was long, and at this time, in a continuous mountain hundreds of miles southwest of Longdu, on a huge mountain like a cross in the night, countless figures wearing black cloaks loomed among them. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This mountain is called Monte Cristo because it resembles a cross, although it does look like a cross from one side of the direction and is famous, but it is rocky and only a little vegetation cover, so there is no temple.

Coupled with the fact that it is sparsely populated, few people come from far and wide to see Monte Cristo in the middle of nowhere, and it seems to be a perfect place to do lawlessness.

At the foot of Monte Cristo, countless villagers carried torches, and they poured towards Monte Cristo with angry expressions on their faces.

"Black demon, return the children to me, we have already sent people to Longdu to ask for reinforcements, and the day the soldiers overwhelm the realm will be the day you perish!"

The firelight poured like a long dragon through the forest towards the top of the mountain, and at the head of the team was an old man who was nearly a hundred years old, judging from the magic robe on his body, he was an old man with the strength of a junior magician, which was also the most powerful combat power in the village.

"Chatter, are you talking about him?"

A deep voice came from the woods, and a dark shadow flashed in the air, dropping a black mass.

"Snap"

There was a muffled sound of the black thing falling at the front of the group, and there was a commotion in the middle of the group, and by the light of the torches, the two sturdy men at the front of the group who were guarding the mage, pretending to be bold enough to carry two machetes for chopping wood, walked towards the black object.

"What is this?"

A bold man picked up the black object on the ground with his hand, only to feel that it was a soft piece of animal hair in his hand, and suddenly he had a bad premonition in his heart.

I heard another man next to him scream in fright: "This ...... This is Ah Fei's head!"

"What?"

The man's face suddenly turned white, and he turned the head in his hand to a human head that had been broken and somewhat deformed, which was the same man who had been sent out by the village to find rescuers.

"Damn!"

The old mage raised the staff in his hand and poked it angrily to the ground, his unwrinkled hand now sleek with tightness.

The discovery of Ah Fei's head by them also means that the possibility of them asking for help from Longdu has also disappeared, this is a remote village, and there are less than a thousand people within a radius of 100 miles who live by hunting.

And this village official sent from the village is this elderly mage, it was originally a very easy thing for him to contact Longdu, but since more than ten days ago, this small village has been shrouded in a strange energy, and the magic stone he used to communicate with Longdu has lost its effect.

At the same time, the children in the village began to disappear, and finally some villagers discovered that the children were taken by a monster hidden in a black cloak at night.

And the direction in which the strange man finally disappeared from their vision was this Monte Cristo, hidden in the night.

"If the black demon has the guts, you will come out, tell me where you have taken our children!"

A man drew his machete with a brush, and the fire reflected the cold glow on the knife light, which seemed to represent the anger in his heart.

"Hahaha, do you want to snatch the child back from my hands?"

A man in a black cloak slowly descended from the sky in the woods, and as soon as he finished speaking, the reckless men drew the machete at their waist and rushed towards the strange man hidden under the black robe.

"You're all coming back to me!"

The old man at the front of the line angrily poked the wooden staff in his hand to the ground, but how could he stop these red-eyed men?

"Hehehe, a group of self-defeating people, let your blood be used to sacrifice the work we are about to complete!"

The black robe flicked his cloak to reveal a pair of miserable white hands, and he didn't see what magic he used, only to see a blood-red bead slowly condense from his raised fingertips.

"Ahh

The man who was still rushing towards the black robe just now suddenly fell to the ground like a straw blown down by the wind.

In the night sky, countless scarlet blood continued to drill out of their bare skin, converging towards the blood-colored bead in the man's hand.

"I ...... I'm going to kill you!"

The man who picked up Ah Fei's head before grabbed a machete in his mouth and dug his fingers into the dirt, and crawled towards the man in a black robe.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Under the hood of the black robe was a stunningly beautiful man, his face was snow-white, but his lips looked like blood-colored lipstick, looking unusually bewitching.

"You...... You're Count Vladimir, didn't you die in the beast tide of the year?"

The old man trembled and pointed at the earl who should have died, and fear was already spreading in his heart.

"Count Vladimir, no one has mentioned this name to me for a long time, what is my last name?"

Under the hood, Count Vladimir tilted his head, as if constantly thinking about his previous life's name.

“bingo！”

Count Vladimir stretched out his finger and made a gesture, tilted his head and said: "My last life's name should be 'Vlad, Dracula'!"

The old man sat on the ground in a daze, and the cane in his hand was also thrown aside by him, muttering the names of Vlad and Dracula like a lost soul.

"Vlad, who should have died in the Warcraft Mountains in the last century, Count Dracula?"

The old man seemed to remember the origin of the name, and there was only shock left in his eyes, how could he not be shocked that a person who should have died in the war twice appeared in front of him.

"Maybe mention my legend and you'll know my past!"

The black robe raised his feet and walked towards the old man sitting on the ground, the man who was struggling to crawl towards the black robe on the ground saw the opportunity, a look of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he took off the machete in his hand like the lower half of the black robe's lower body.

"Click!"

Before the man could slash the knife at the black robe's body, he saw that the black robe was already riding on the man's back when the black shadow flashed and reappeared.

"I'm the vampire you say by word of mouth!"

Count Vladimir whispered in the man's ear, and at the same time twisted his hands hard, and the man died with a reluctant look on his face!