The two-headed monster Fox has two heads. From a human medical point of view, this is a rare case of conjoined twins. The reason why many religions later called this kind of conjoined twins heretical is because it originated from the legend of a vampire two-headed monster.
, the prototype is the party leader in front of me.
One head is the vampire Fox, and the other is the werewolf Considine. They have the dual abilities of vampires and werewolves, and each has different thoughts and personalities. The two heads have argued for hundreds of years about who is the older brother and who is the younger brother.
In the end, Fox compromised. At the cost of being a younger brother, he gained more time to appear in front of others. As an older brother, Considine could only appear after dark. His greatest enjoyment was being able to dominate all kinds of women at night.
Go to bed and kill them.
Considine knew what his younger brother was thinking. He looked out the window with wide green eyes, sniffed twice in vain, and said in a cold voice: "A few old guys are back. Hey, no, this smell is a little special.
..." As a werewolf, his nose is a thousand times more sensitive than that of a vampire. He has a special talent that can identify changes in emotions and some special things about a vampire through smell. Now he smells a different smell.
"No, these old guys are here to catch us. Get out of the balcony quickly!" The expression on Considine's face suddenly changed and he screamed.
After hearing this, Fox immediately turned around and rushed to the balcony. He was convinced of his elder brother's ability to sense danger. As he rushed to the balcony, two bat wings had already spread out on his back. The moment he jumped out of the window, he heard a voice behind him.
There was a loud noise, bang! A dark figure broke through the window and without thinking about it, he flapped his bat wings and flew straight into the night sky.
Phew - Fox flapped his wings with all his strength, the wind in his ears roared like a rotating turbine. He didn't even have time to choose the direction of flight, he just fled straight forward. Although he was the leader of the party, his combat effectiveness was not inferior to anyone else.
Elder, but facing more than two old people at the same time, there is no chance of winning, so running away is the best option.
Swish, swish, swish - bursts of sharp whistling sounds passed into Fox's ears from behind. He didn't need to turn his head to know that the old guys behind him were chasing after him. He couldn't figure out why these old guys suddenly switched sides.
He didn't have time to think too much. Considine on his left shoulder seemed to know the doubts in his heart and shouted sternly: "Don't be distracted. There are five old people behind you who have just donated pure blood. I can reach you from a long distance away."
Smell their scent."
Donating pure blood means surrendering one's life to a vampire. It is a unique form of loyalty. Generally, vampires who donate pure blood rarely do so voluntarily. They are all coerced by some force to save their lives.
It was a helpless move, and the secret party elder behind him must have been the same. After listening to his elder brother's words, Fox completely cut off all illusions in his heart, ran away at full speed with his blood running, and flew towards the Champ de Mars in a panic.
At this time, Dracula was comforting his hands and waiting for the arrival of the five elders. Suddenly, he heard Hughes behind him warning: "There is a high-level vampire flying over here. Hey! This guy seems to have two heads."
Dracula's heart trembled, and he turned around and shouted: "Fly up and intercept him immediately. Have you forgotten what those secret party elders who donated their pure blood did?"
Hughes and Prono immediately guessed the identity of the other party. It must be the guy named Fox, the two-headed monster. The strange thing is why he flew this way? The two judges were still wondering, but Yao Ye on the side had already fluttered his wings.
He flew into the sky and swung the butcher knife in his claws to attack the two-headed vampire.
God is not as good as man, and Fox never thought that he would do such a stupid thing like putting meat on the chopping board. Looking at Yao Ye who was charging at him in an inexplicable manner, he felt panicked for no reason, and he moved his head up and down. At this time,
He no longer had the courage to fight, and all he could think about was escaping.
Hey! With a soft sound that broke through the air, Fox saw a golden light that quickly enlarged in his pupils. It was a golden spearhead. It was too late to avoid it at this moment, so he had no choice but to stretch out his claws to pluck it.
Hiss! The moment Fox's claws touched the golden spearhead, it was like touching a red-hot iron plate. A stream of burnt smoke rose from his claws, accompanied by a sharp pain. The Spear of Longinus belonged to a dark creature.
Nemesis, no dark creature other than Hughes can directly touch it, otherwise it will suffer.
"Ouch!" Fox screamed in pain and instinctively retracted his claws. However, the golden spearhead would not retreat and stabbed his left shoulder like lightning. By the time he suddenly recovered, it was already too late. The spearhead directly pierced the shoulder blade and emerged from behind.
When he came out, there was a heartbreaking scream of pain in his ears.
Considine's left shoulder was equivalent to being pierced through his body. He raised his two skinny wolf claws in pain and clasped the spear shaft. His face became hideous and terrifying due to the severe pain, but with him
His strength was simply unable to resist Hughes, and all efforts were in vain.
Click! A dark red flower of light flashed down from Fox's head. Yaoye raised his knife and chopped off his left shoulder together with Considine like wood. This time, he didn't even have to do a split operation, and the blood
and viscera fell down with a crash. No matter how powerful the vampires were, they couldn't withstand the butcher's knife. The most terrifying thing about this vicious knife was that it could cause hard-to-heal damage to their bodies. Poor Fox suffered severe injuries, and his body seemed to be broken.
The wings fell downwards like paper kites.
The werewolf Considine was picked on the spearhead by Hughes. He was not dead for a moment. Burnt smoke emitted from the place where the spearhead was pierced, and the smell of burnt meat filled the air. His lips moved twice.
Next, a stream of dark red blood gushed out from its mouth and nose, and its green pupils gradually blurred. Its body would not turn into black and gray, but it had turned into a pile of dead flesh.
Fox landed on the ground and smashed a hole in the lawn. Then he was pulled out by two strong werewolves like a dead dog. He was thrown in front of Dracula with blood and stains all over his body, and they even stepped on his face with their smelly big feet.
After a few kicks, the party leader who was so powerful before tonight has now become the most unlucky loser, and is now completely desperate.
The spiritual staff in Dracula's hand stretched forward, and a drop of rain-like brilliance fell on the wound on Fox's left shoulder. The bleeding suddenly slowed down, and the staff head was raised just as the bleeding stopped. You must know how to stop when healing an enemy's wounds.
"Hand over the pure blood, and I can let you continue to live." Dracula said something against his will without expression. The man in front of him was the culprit who stabbed him in the back. The reason why he didn't kill him was because he still wanted to live.
There is use value.
Fox struggled to turn over and sit up, raised his head and looked coldly at Dracula in front of him, with a crazy smile on his face: "Hahaha... you won't let me die."