The throne room as a battlefield is now in chaos. The furniture and furnishings inside have been basically smashed into pieces. Except for the throne, almost nothing intact can be found.
The carpet had long since been shattered, the broken chairs were worthless, the chandeliers at the top had all exploded, and all the vampires' bodies were gone.
After walking around a few times, Su Ming walked outside and removed several large pieces of stained glass from the door, preparing to take them away. These glass windows could emit a soft light like moonlight, and they might be good things. Go back and find someone to identify them.
"Where do we go next?"
Hela watched Deathstroke working and spoke in a relaxed tone.
Deathstroke's ability proves that he does not lack these. Humans have currency as a tool, and he can use currency to trade with others. But just like a habit, Deathstroke always seems to take something by the way, which is very similar to Asgard.
style.
Just grab what you like. If the other party dares to hold it and refuse to give it to you? Then kill it. These actions are very suitable for Hela.
"My helper read some memories from Giovanni's symbiote, and now knows where Dracula is. Originally our King Vanni planned to attack the ancestor of vampires."
Su Ming stuffed the huge piece of glass into his backpack, and Satana was stunned for a moment, with surprise on her face.
How can glass with a height of seven to eight meters and a span of four to five meters be stuffed into a small bag that is no bigger than a makeup box?
Hela moved her fingers and put the Night Sword back into the underworld: "I heard that low-level vampires cannot resist high-level vampires, because their blood is mixed with the opponent's blood, and a single thought from the opponent can make them worse than death.
"
As she spoke, she looked at Satana with questioning eyes. After all, she was more familiar with this.
Su Ming closed the glass window, patted the dust on his hands, and waved away the clinging spider webs in front of him.
"There is indeed such a saying, but the current vampire dukes are actually not the descendants of Dracula, but their peers."
"oh?"
"They are all descendants of Varnai. Before Varnai burned himself, he passed on his power to Dracula, one of his descendants. Others did not receive this treatment. From then on, they were always inferior to Dracula."
"It sounds like they have a bad relationship with Dracula." Satana interrupted forcefully. She wanted to ask about Bao.
"Except for a few vegetarian patriarchs, most of the patriarchs want to kill Dracula and replace him. Unfortunately, Dracula cannot die."
While Su Ming answered this question, he drew circles in the air with his right hand to signal Satana to open the portal. He closed his eyes to calm down his bloodthirsty desire.
"How many vampire dukes are there in total?" Satana began to draw a picture on the ground.
Su Ming took out a cigarette and lit it. The flame of the lighter illuminated his face. He exhaled a puff of smoke: "Ugh... There are at least 12 vampire elders in the United States. It's even harder for me to determine the world. What these cave bats do."
Hidden, many have infiltrated into the upper echelons of human society, and it’s too difficult to check.”
"Where is our destination?" Satana paused, now it was time to determine the coordinates.
"The Cretaceous Coast of Madagascar." Su Ming gave a general range: "Do you know where it is?"
"I know." Satana wrote a long string of unintelligible devil language in the magic circle: "It's just that I don't know why Dracula went to see the flamingos."
A crimson portal appeared in front of several people. Su Ming took out a time bomb from his bag, set it up, threw it into the auditorium, and stepped into the portal.
"He didn't come to see the flamingos, he came to see the sunrise."
Parham originally wanted to say that his horse was still in the castle courtyard, but after thinking about it, it would be just as good to come back and pick it up after finishing his errands.
Several people appeared on a beach. It was different from ordinary beaches. Next to this narrow beach, there was a towering cliff, like a wall.
Weathering and seawater erosion have caused these cliffs to show rust-like patterns, like strange irregular murals. On the other side of them is the lush rainforest, and the moist air passes over the top of the cliffs, nourishing the earth.
This is located in the southern hemisphere, and when the United States is preparing to celebrate Christmas, it is the height of summer here.
A man wearing a Hawaiian-style floral shirt was sitting on a cliff. The sea breeze blew his long silver hair. He stared at the horizon in the distance and didn't even notice the appearance of several people.
He looked very young, probably in his twenties, neither strong nor thin, and his face was full of melancholy like a poet.
This is Dracula.
Hela jumped directly onto the cliff dozens of meters high. Satana and Su Ming were able to fly up. Only the Ghost Rider needed their help.
When the footsteps approached, Dracula noticed a few people. He glanced at them, but soon turned his eyes to the sea.
It was very dark now, probably the darkness before dawn, and he was waiting for the sunrise.
"The Supreme Mage, with two hell lords, and a devil's thug...are you here to find me?"
"Yeah, I have something I want to talk to you about." Su Ming raised his hand to signal the others to stop, and he went over by himself.
"Please sit down." Dracula patted his side. The white rock seemed to have been rubbed clean by people who often worked on it. "How did you know I'm here? This should be a secret."
Su Ming walked to him, sat down, sighed, and moved his legs: "Ah, that's right, but I just killed Duke Joe Varney, and your location is not a secret to him."
"It seems that someone around me betrayed me." Dracula smiled slightly, like Jesus sitting at the last table: "Then are you here to kill me?"
"That was indeed what I thought at first, but then I realized that the matter had nothing to do with you." Su Ming shook his head, picked up a pebble and threw it into the sea.
The stones made a terrifying crackling sound and disappeared instantly, and Dracula didn't even see where they landed.
"Since you know it wasn't me, why did you come to me?"
His eyes gradually moved from the sea to Deathstroke's face, and at this time, the helmet was melting away.
"There are some questions that only you can answer." Su Ming took out a cigarette, handed one to Dracula, and lit one himself.
"Ask me, I'm in a good mood today." Dracula also took the cigarette, but he didn't have the habit of smoking. After all, he was a dead man without even using his lungs.
"First question, where is Attilan today?" Su Ming blew out a smoke ring, which was quickly blown away by the wind. Attilan is the name of the foreign capital, and it is a mobile city in the sky.
"Aliens? Are you looking for them?" Dracula also threw a small stone, but obviously he couldn't throw it as far as Su Ming: "They are now neighbors with Atlantis."
"That means underwater...?" Su Ming pondered for a moment.
"I only know that it's in the Atlantic Ocean." Dracula put the cigarette under his nose and smelled it, but vampires were very insensitive to smells other than blood. He could only smell the smell of dead leaves: "There are no vampires in the ocean. My
The influence cannot reach there, if you know people from the Sea Tribe, you can ask them."
"So do you know that the aliens are planning to spread the Terrigen Crystal Cloud?"
"I've heard of it, but it has nothing to do with me." Dracula tied up his long hair and replied without interest: "I can't die anyway."
"So seeking death is what you want to do?" Su Ming raised an eyebrow and looked at the King of Blood Clan.
Dracula moved his jaw a few times, revealing his pointed teeth, and then he smiled.
"You can't imagine what kind of loneliness it will be if you are the only one among all the same people who can watch the sunrise..."