Something was wrong. Russell decided to take a look before talking, so he said nothing and quietly watched Van Helsing walk over to commit suicide!
Van Helsing also noticed something was wrong, but in his more than 400 years of exorcism career, he had experienced too many near-death encounters. This kind of thing was something he was used to. He slowly stepped forward with his long sword, and melted the coffin into pieces little by little.
Removal of rotten wood.
After a while, Van Helsing looked strange and waved to Russell, motioning for him to come over and take a look.
Russell held the cross in one hand and the crystal bottle in the other, and saw a dark cave deep underground in the center.
The cave is about one person wide, there is no sound of wind inside, and it is not clear where it leads.
Van Helsing raised his sword and wanted to draw some blood, but Russell decisively stopped him. The function of the magic circle is to draw blood and pour it into it. What is the difference between bleeding into it and committing suicide?
Just when the two were hesitant, there was movement from the vents of the dome tomb, and dozens of black bats swarmed in, converging and transforming into Dracula in human form.
"If I were you, I would stay away from that hole, the further away the better."
Dracula sneered again and again, but Russell saw a hint of panic in his eyes. Dracula was very concerned about this, and would rather come to the door and get a beating than let others destroy it.
"Can you tell me the reason?"
Russell pulled Van Helsing, and when he saw Dracula's expression changed, he actually planned to bleed him.
"You don't need to know! If you leave the frozen castle now, the grudges between us will be wiped out. I will treat you as if you have never been here."
"So, we still have to thank you..."
Russell sneered, took out the Adamant alloy knife, and put it on Van Helsing's neck: "Tell the truth, or I will bleed!"
Van Helsing: "..."
Dracula's face twitched. Seeing that Russell really might have wiped Van Helsing's neck, he said with difficulty: "That is the gate of hell. If you bleed inside, it will open the gate. Then the army of hell will come, and everyone will have to finish it."
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Russell silently moved the blade two centimeters away from Van Helsing's neck and continued to ask: "As far as I know, the Frozen Castle is where your father exiled you, and your father is the Lord's knight. How can this place be the same as the Gate of Hell?
Got involved?"
"Haha, you are right..." Dracula laughed at himself: "But don't forget, I am a servant of the devil. I am loyal to the devil and build the door to hell leading to the world. What's wrong with that?"
Van Helsing frowned: "In that case, why do you want to stop us? Isn't it your wish to summon the devil to come?"
"Idiot, if it was really a wish, I would have done it long ago!"
Dracula cursed angrily: "The devil is the devil only in hell, and God is God only in heaven. It is enough for them to be aloof, and there is no need for them in the world."
Everyone was silent when they heard the words. They didn't say anything, but they agreed in their hearts. It's okay for a creature like God to live in legends and occasionally perform miracles. If it really appeared in the human world, it would definitely be a disaster.
Dracula suddenly became full of positive energy, not because he had enlightenment and wanted to change his evil ways and become a good person, but because the devil's arrival would not do him any good.
Dracula wants to rule the world and become a superior human god. To achieve this goal, there is a necessary prerequisite. There is no stronger existence than him in the world.
Therefore, he built the door to hell according to the devil's order, but tried his best to prevent this door from being opened.
To put it bluntly, he is also a devil!
At this point, no matter what Dracula said is true or false, this hole cannot be touched.
Russell wouldn't touch it anyway, it was too hot and he couldn't bear the responsibility.
"It is too dangerous to leave this hole alone. It must be destroyed." Van Helsing glanced at the dark entrance of the hole, a door to hell that could open at any time, and he shuddered just thinking about it.
"Sorry, can't do it."
Dracula decisively refused, leaving no room for negotiation: "I signed a contract with the devil. I gained immortal life and powerful power. The price I paid was to build the Gate of Hell. If the gate is destroyed, I will live according to the contract."
No."
Russell's eyes lit up. He destroyed the Gate of Hell and killed Dracula at the same time. This... this double kill must be destroyed!
"Idiot, since I dare to say it, I'm not afraid that you dare to do it."
Dracula glanced at Russell with contempt, pointed out his inner thoughts, and said half truthfully: "The completion of the gate of hell means that the world and hell are connected. If this door in the world is destroyed, it will be equivalent to the door in hell."
Without the shackles, the world will become the back garden of hell, where you can come and leave as you please."
"Why should I believe your lies?"
"Because you can't afford to gamble!"
Van Helsing was silent, yes, he really couldn't afford to gamble, even if it were the Pope.
Dracula said disdainfully: "Go away quickly, the magic circle was destroyed by you, I have to draw a new one..."
Van Helsing looked unkind and tightened the sword in his hand: "Gudra, do you still dare to build this door?"
"Humph, I can only promise never to open it!"
The two were facing each other tit for tat, and they were about to fight again. Russell retreated decisively, leading a group of people to stand on the edge and watch, shouting from time to time to cheer Van Helsing on.
The two had a disagreement and fought again, but they both made a tacit agreement to stay away from the gate of hell, for fear of spilling blood inside.
Accidents often happen inadvertently. Russell knew this truth well. In order to avoid bloody dramas, he waved the water balloon hidden in his sleeves and protected it above the hole to prevent blood from splashing in.
Without worries, Van Helsing and Dracula fought more vigorously. To be more precise, Dracula should have fought more vigorously. He transformed into a human-shaped bat form, grabbed Van Helsing's neck, and pressed him against the wall.
Punch after punch to the cheek.
Van Helsing received two punches, spit out blood, and sprayed it in Dracula's face.
Bathing in the blood of your sworn enemy is a coveted honor. Of course, Dracula would not get away from it, but accepted it with a sneer, and then he suffered a tragedy.
The blood is mixed with holy water, which the Pope has sanctioned as holy water. For dark creatures, it is no more powerful than throwing sulfuric acid on a human face.
Dracula screamed and let go of his hand, half of his face was melted into mud by the holy water, his immortal body hung on his life, and he was rolling on the ground in pain.
Van Helsing picked up the long sword on the ground, his eyes turned into dark gold, and after being severely beaten, the trumpet came online again.
Russell held the cross necklace tightly. As he was dumbfounded, Van Helsing cut Dracula in half with one sword, then strode towards the black cave that led directly to hell. The holy light of the sword in his hand bloomed, and he stabbed it down while holding it upside down.
The water splashed, and the holy light penetrated into the endless darkness...
Russell was dumbfounded. What did Angel Boss mean? Close the door or open the door?