"Ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times? I don't know. In the midst of being torn and shattered, the immortal monster showed a lonely look, and immediately laughed madly, "The brave man who has been chosen and favored." Blood is the currency of the soul, the currency of life, my name is Dracula, the vampire Dracula, betrayed by the motherland, and betrayed the people of the motherland, try to end my cursed life, or be ended by me. ”

With the sound of wild laughter, Dracula, who had been habitually selling blood, finally stopped letting Liu Wu attack, and the shadow that slowly wriggled as if it had vitality turned into countless sharp swords and attacked the enemy.

"There's a lot of nonsense, it's not easy to die? Eliminate all the protective powers, find a volcano and dive all the way to the center of the earth, and die as much as you want. Liu Wu casually spun the long stick and directly smashed all these shadows, and then hit the top of Dracula's head with a stick, "If you don't think this is heroic enough, do you see the sun above your head?" Soaring towards the sun, one day you can die directly there. ”

Liu Wu, who had never liked to talk in battle, gave a rare response, and in the short few minutes, he was already sure that he had killed the vampire in front of him at least 1,000 times, but the guy who called himself Dracula was like a nobody, and he was able to rise from the shadows every time.

Although he could roughly understand from the mouth of this guy who didn't care about the secret of betraying his power, he was replacing his life and death with someone else's soul, but Liu Wu couldn't find a way to block this exchange.

Liu Wu, who has been bullying people with different systems, finally tasted the feeling of being disgusted by others with different systems for the first time.

However, it doesn't matter, if it doesn't work a thousand times, it will be 10,000 times, if it doesn't work 10,000 times, if it doesn't work, it will be a million times, that is, kill him 100 million times, a billion times, Liu Wu can still make sure that he has enough patience.

Not to mention, what Liu Wuping hates most in his life is this kind of bastard who says that he wants to die, but never takes action, but must drag others on the road, and as a result, countless lives have been dyed under his hands.

What is the difference between this Nima and being a bitch and setting up a torii? A hypocrite who is even lower than a hypocrite and a real villain.

If you want to die, then give you eternal silence.

The power is like a never-ending hurricane, always the shadows in front of him are endless, Liu Wu can still easily smash a path, devouring the souls of countless people, so that the vampire lord has a martial art that is not inferior to Liu Wu, but unfortunately the absolute gap in strength makes him unable to exert it at all.

Crushing, shredding, crushing, flowing blood splashed everywhere, and on a whim, Liu Wu even let the stick go down a hole and stab directly into the Heavenly Spirit Cover from the lower half of his body, and then smashed the vampire lord in front of him again.

But no matter how much he suffered and how much pain he went through, Dracula was still just laughing, laughing maniacally, as if pain and death were just a reward for him.

Whether it's being torn to a heart, crushed, or kneaded into a lump of meat, everything is just something that Dracula doesn't care about for the countless times he's been through.

It's like a sadistic believer who has raised the threshold to the highest step by step, everything Liu Wu has done, everything that makes him step by step close to death is just a reward for him.

From the wriggling shadows, two different beings suddenly emerged, the Sword Master who was good at attacking and the mage who was good at spells worked intimately, and the sharp common and powerful magic bullets hit Liu Wu's body protection power at the same time, like smashing fire into a flowing river, evaporating a little white steam.

Once again, the two intimate puppets that cooperated together were smashed with great force, and the earth within a radius of hundreds of meters was shattered along with the powerful body.

"Death, killing, destruction is so much fun. I know you're enjoying this crispness, outsider. Countless bats poured out of the darkness, and the voice of the undead monster came out of the shadows, "The pleasure of destroying everything that hinders you, and the joy of carrying out your thoughts with all your might, can make life feel an incomparable orgasm." ”

"Perhaps this is the true meaning of life coming into the world, changing the world into what it should not be, offering a never-ending performance for the high gods, for the eternal will, until the end of all things."

Perhaps it was because of the feeling that the infinite end finally had a chance to come, or perhaps because of the temptation of killing the love of a world, the undead who had been seeking an epic end finally tore off that thin skin.

As a result, the original humanoid appearance disappeared completely, and the monster revealed its true face that he had never revealed.

The undead beast, the lifeless king, whose body belongs to the darkness because of the curse, but also because of the curse has become the king of darkness, the true source of all vampires in the world, the first work of the undead king, the undead who have experienced the destruction of a world, and has shown his full strength after a long absence.

The blood-colored mask covered the face, and in an instant it was soaked in darkness, and three huge forks resembled the triangle of a dragon, blood-red fur spreading upwards from the soles of its feet, and bat-like and monster-like wings spread out behind it.

Just the moment of revealing the true body, the vitality of hundreds of meters around the body was sucked away, turning into a crystal-like lifeless element, all kinds of undead resurrected under the moonlight, and the silt-like shadows and the river of blood poured out, surging to the one who stood between heaven and earth.

The land is covered in a sea of blood, and in tens of thousands of square kilometers, the blood is almost endless, and billions of dead souls are wailing in it.

Now is the moment when the immortal Count Dracula is at his strongest, because he can destroy everything in this world, and it is also the weakest moment for the immortal Count Dracula, because he is like the king who went to battle himself.

Countless undead souls surged in the river of blood, and the towers of heaven were piled up on this earth, and the pale hands were layered on top of each other, stretching out towards Liu Wu, who was standing above the sky.

The overwhelming number could hardly bring an advantage in the face of overwhelming power, and endless thunder fell from the sky, like the infinite wrath cast by the gods on high like the world.

"It's a bit bad, it looks like it's still a little too close." Liu Wu turned his head to look at the city that was about to be flooded with blood, and regretted it slightly, but at this moment, he didn't have time to think more, because the attack of the Lifeless King had arrived.

(End of chapter)