Chapter five hundred and seventh take advantage of his illness to kill him
Dracula's scientific laboratory was set up in the frozen castle tower. In order to resurrect countless descendants, he racked his brains and spent countless efforts to get the clue.
Three days ago, the werewolf was killed in Transphenia. Immediately afterwards, the three vampire brides who went to inquire about the truth also died.
In anger, Dracula went to Transphenia in person. Unexpectedly, he met Frankenstein, the most important wedge in the experiment.
Frankenstein is very important to Dracula, so important that to get Frankenstein, all the sacrifices are worth it, and the revenge against his wife is naturally postponed for the time being.
Dracula is an immortal who signed a contract with the devil to obtain eternal life. Without natural death, there is no natural life. Therefore, it is impossible for him to give birth to offspring according to normal reproduction methods.
Frankenstein is different. The life created by man is free from the rules set by God. By introducing electric current into Frankenstein's body, and then passing his vitality into countless descendants, the transformation from death to life can be completed.
Obviously, Russell didn't grasp the key when watching the movie, thinking that lightning was the focus of resurrection, and Frankenstein... was just a thick-skinned transformer who could withstand a few more lightning strikes.
In the laboratory, countless dwarves loyal to Dracula were busy back and forth, manipulating complex and bloated but extremely precise instruments to channel Frankenstein's vitality into the green chrysalis scattered throughout the castle.
Count Dracula stood in the center of the laboratory. From a human aesthetic point of view, he was undoubtedly a handsome man. He was dressed in a black dress, elegant, and had the calmness of a superior. He was extremely lethal to women.
But tonight, all his elegance was gone. His long-cherished wish was about to come true, and he couldn't help but smile crazily.
Resurrecting the descendant's bloodline is only the first step. The newborn vampire's strength is average and far from satisfying his ambitions. Only by continuously sucking blood can he evolve into an invincible army that conquers the world.
Dracula has already planned. The first place of prey will be Transphenia. He will first avenge the three vampire brides, then sweep through Romania, and finally Europe and the whole world.
Boom!!
The irritating sound of thunder in the past sounded particularly pleasant today. Dracula picked up the red wine glass on the side and waited for the resurrection of his army with a smile.
After a while, he realized something was wrong. Why was there thunder but no call?
The dwarves checked the machines and lines and found no problems. Lightning was indeed bombarding the tower. If there was really something wrong, the only possibility was the lightning rod on the tower.
"A bunch of rubbish, please fix the fault quickly!"
After hearing the report of the dwarf craftsman, Dracula's face turned cold instantly. He looked up at Frankenstein in the sky. As long as the man was still there, everything would be no problem.
It only takes five minutes to repair a lightning rod. He can afford to wait.
The dwarves looked at each other several times and all remained silent. They went to repair lightning rods on a thundery and rainy day, and their little arms and legs turned to dust in no time.
"snort!"
Dracula snorted coldly, a pair of pale bat wings grew out of his back, smashed the window and rushed into the heavy rain.
…
Top of the tower!
Strong wind, heavy rain, lightning, two people.
Russell stared at Frankenstein with bright eyes, and suddenly realized that in this world mission, Frankenstein was the most valuable thing to him.
He looked down upon the blood of vampires and werewolves, and even felt a little disgusted with them.
Angel's bloodline is indeed very noble, but he has no connections. Looking at Van Helsing's relative strength, we know that the possibility of getting some benefit from his bloodline is basically zero.
Then only Frankenstein is left, a creature made out of nothing, which can arouse the desire to study just by listening to it!
Frankenstein trembled at the sight, and a mysterious man suddenly ran out in the heavy rain. At first, when he saw Father Russell dressed up, he thought God had sent someone to save him.
Unexpectedly, Russell stood straight on the spot, and the lightning falling from the clouds ignored the lightning rod and struck at him.
Well, this can be considered a change of direction to save people!
but……
Even if you don't untie him from the iron frame, why are his eyes so penetrating that they are all shining!
The two stared at each other. Russell was afraid of alerting the enemy, so he left Frankenstein alone. He was waiting for Van Helsing to entangle Dracula, then sneak up on Dracula to steal his head, and end the battle with a hundred thousand volts.
The thunder accumulated in his body was about to burst. Russell estimated that he had millions of volts. To put it simply, it was safe!
"Ho ho ho!!"
"Dracula!"
A roar sounded from behind, followed by Frankenstein's scream filled with fear.
The moment Russell turned around, the sixth sense warned that a crisis was coming. Count Dracula flapped his wings and turned into a black shadow, and five black claws pierced down like steel blades.
Then……
The sky-covering water curtain rose out of thin air, and Dracula's eyes were blurred. Endless rainwater came from all directions, forming a giant ball of water. As more and more rainwater gathered, the pressure of the water became more and more terrifying, so that he rushed forward.
The speed has slowed down.
Only then did Russell turn around, his eyes filled with blue light, piercing into the water polo to see Dracula's face clearly.
Very...
Pooh!
The old man has a long straight black hair, which is too feminine; thin eyebrows, long eyes and sharp chin, his face is sinister; his eyes are fierce and bloodthirsty, he must be a cold-blooded person with a vicious heart...
All in all, there is nothing interesting about this face.
In the water ball, Count Dracula was looked up and down by Russell. He noticed the malicious sight and immediately roared.
The sound wave trembled, and the water ball instantly created a wave of ripples. The fangs in his mouth opened, and his body expanded and burst through the black dress, transforming into a giant humanoid bat with a height of more than 3 meters.
After the transformation, Count Dracula's strength surged. He flapped his wings and flapped the water curtain. The increased water pressure was like nothing. He pierced and swam instantly, opened his claws and pounced towards Russell.
"How ugly!"
Russell took a breath. Dracula's power was a bit too strong. He closed his hands with claws in front of his chest and slowly tightened the pressure.
As he moved, rain rolled in all over the sky, and the size of the water ball did not increase, but shrank step by step. The surface was sunken and twisted, shapeless, and the deep pits were embedded one after another, as if someone had punched it several times in the air.
The momentum of Dracula's charge stopped again. His limbs and chest, including the open bat wings, were twisted under the huge pressure. His arms were broken, his chest collapsed, and a pair of wings were directly crushed under the heavy pressure. He opened his mouth and vomited blood.
The black blood shrank strangely into a ball.
The pressure inside the water balloon was enough to knead the steel into dough. Russell's hands were trembling, and the pressure exerted had reached the zero point. Looking at Gudela who was barely breathing, he felt cruel and struggled to put his hands together.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the inside of the giant water ball exploded black. Dracula's flesh, flesh and bones were crushed into pieces, and the water ball could not maintain its shape. Under the pressure of the reaction force, it exploded in all directions like a cannonball with a fuse lit.
open.
Kill him while he's sick!
Russell didn't know if Dracula was still alive, but he was careful and it was a virtue to be careful.
Besides, if he doesn't take supplements, it won't work. If the thunder and lightning inside his body is not vented, it will burst him.
Crackling!
Russell's arcs of electricity swam around his body, his hands reached into the splashing water curtain, and he discharged at full power, releasing the accumulated thunder and lightning in one breath.
Shrouded in boundless darkness, a dazzling white ball of light suddenly bloomed over the castle. The strong light pierced the dark clouds and illuminated half of the sky into daylight.