Eternal life, this is such a beautiful word.

Life is something that money can't buy.

How many emperors, how many wealthy merchants, when their power and wealth reached the limit, began to pursue the unattainable word "eternal life".

However, the word eternal life is a curse in Dracula's heart.

That's right, a curse.

Eternal life represents not only life that will never die, but more than the accumulation of wealth and knowledge.

What's more, there is endless loneliness and loneliness.

Lovers, friends, loved ones, offspring, die one by one before your eyes.

In the end, your enemies will not be able to resist the corrosion of time and will eventually die.

Your life begins to become aimless.

Your life flows with time, your life becomes ancient and vicissitudes, and as time passes, Dracula's concept of time gradually blurs.

Once, a day could be a long one.

Now, a year is just a blink of an eye.

Time began to grow faster and faster in his eyes, and a friend, with whom he said a few words, said a few hellos, and had a few meals. Looking back, he is old and dead, and you can only mourn him at his grave.

Dracula buried himself in the grave, but ......

When he woke up and crawled out of his grave, more loneliness awaited him.

The world is changing every second.

And he himself is constant.

Every ten years, Dracula changes his identity and lives in a different place. Because 10 years...... Others will find out his face.

He never wanted to kill anyone, but the Holy See regarded him as a devil, an unforgivable being, and slaughtered him all over the world.

He was a street boy named Hanako, he was a wealthy businessman, he was a king, he was a famous poet and painter, and he even served as a priest in a church for decades.

But...... These are just a passing moment.

And eventually, he got tired of it all.

Tired of their lives.

Tired of their abilities.

Eternal life is a curse.

Eternal life is an endless curse. Every moment is corroding Dracula's heart.

That's why, from Dracula's eyes, there can only be vicissitudes and helplessness.

Finally, he was tired of his life.

In the final battle with the witcher Van Helsing, his people, his territory. His soldiers, all reduced to ashes. Everything about him is going to die.

But...... He didn't die. Because he can't be killed, his body contains a river of blood, and in the river of blood, there are millions of lives. Every life will make him regenerate again.

Finally, after dying hundreds of thousands of times, the witchers cooperated with the werewolves and sealed Dracula with the guardians of the East. And Dracula didn't even resist......

This is Dracula.

Dracula the Immortal.

Eternal damnation.

Dracula, who has an infinite amount of life force.

"Bang !!"

The Wolf King jumped high and grabbed Dracula's body in a frenzy, and the wolf's fangs stabbed into Dracula's neck.

And then...... Pull hard......

The neck, the body, all were torn to shreds.

Dracula didn't resist, he didn't resist the power of Nightfall at all.

Blood spurted everywhere...... The entrails flowed all over the ground......

The corpses fell into the river of blood, in those tornadoes of crows and blood. Dracula's body reappeared in front of the people.

"Twenty four million eight hundred ...... three hundred eighty six"

That's the amount of life he has left......

"Whoosh!!"

Arrows pierced Dracula's body...... Xingchen has done it!!

"Poof!!" Li Chao's silver-white blade slashed Dracula's head!!

The spine-white wings slashed through the space, and Dracula's heart was pierced by it......

Once, again, again.

Dracula closed his eyes and open his hands, killed again and again.

Twenty four million eight hundred seventy two thousand eight hundred sixty-five ......

Twenty three million two hundred seventy four thousand eight hundred sixty four......

All the way up to ......

Dracula was torn open again and again. He completely gave up his defense, completely abandoned his strength, and just stood in front of people, being killed by Yang Qun and several people again and again!!

Twenty four thousand two hundred seventy two thousand seven hundred ......

In the blink of an eye...... Dracula has been killed one hundred and sixty times.

Nightfall, Xingchen, Li Chao, Yang Qun...... Several of them have been completely covered by blood. Is that...... Impalate the blood of Count Dracula.

"How so. ”

"This ...... Don't...... Could it be the true power of the sixth order? ”

"This is the power of immortality!!

"Even if we stand and let us kill, we will only kill him more than a hundred times, and he still has more than 300,000 lives !!"

Even Yang Qun was shocked by Dracula's strength.

This is his real strength, his real strength. Even if you don't attack everyone, even if you stand and let everyone kill, you can't even kill it!!

There are more and more power of blood energy gathering in the air, and the moon in the sky is gradually being covered by blood, and it is slowly forming a Taiji totem. The silver moon represents the Silver Moon Ancient Tree, while the blood color represents Dracula. Now that the color of blood has taken up one-fifth of the degree, a blood-red "dead spot" has gradually appeared on the moon. "If you really let them reach a balance and form a Tai Chi Yin and Yang Fish, no one can go out here!!

What to do!!

The dead end has been formed, Dracula cannot be killed, there is no way they can stop Dracula's power!!

"Bang la la !!"

"Bang la la !!"

At this moment, the blood-colored tornado began to move wildly again.

In the river surging under the castle, the body of a man gradually takes shape.

Glancing at the man......

That man!!

Yang Qun actually recognizes!!

Wu Yixuan!!

It's Wu Yiyu!!

How could it be!!!It's the Wu Yiyu that Yang Qun almost forgot!!

It was Wu Yixuan, who followed Brother Long at that moment!!

The candidate in the gang, Wu Yixuan.

Wu Yiyu was still so cold, his eyes seemed to be everything.

"Suck!!" Wu Yiyu took a sharp breath, as if he was cheering for the blood energy around him. Yang Qun could feel the strength of Wu Yixuan's body, and that feeling made him feel extremely dangerous.

Why did Wu Yiyu appear here?

At this time, Wu Yiyu was completely different from before, infinite blood could surround his body, but his blood-red eyes were still so ruthless and thin.

Yang Qun seemed to have thought of something.

Wrath!!

Endless anger filled Yang Qun's body.

Gods!!

It turned out that Wu Yixuan's true identity was actually a member of the gods!!

A candidate who followed Brother Long was actually a member of the gods.

How so, and why can the gods?

How so!!

At this moment, Yang Qun's brain quickly recalled what had happened.

Gradually...... He understood it all......

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