He was afraid that he would hurt Dr. Servig, so he deliberately kept a move. The other vampire bats were blown into residue by his yin burst. Only this remaining old man was staring at Imir with an extreme hatred.

Imil smiled strangely: "Okay, my old vampire, please don't show your disguised anger in front of me. Are you afraid of me? I can feel the extremely fragrant and mellow power of fear that emanates from you."

"Now, please give me the Rubik's Cube." Imil stepped forward two steps, and faced with such a weak old man, he really couldn't make up his mind.

The education of the former master of the elderly and the love of the young made it impossible for him to break through his moral bottom line and snatch things from an old man who looks pitiful.

The old vampire's face changed several times. He put his heart in a slight way and poked his hand through his core. He screamed at the dark and dim night sky, and two hazy bat wings emerged behind him.

"Damn it, you forced me to do it!" Imil couldn't recognize what magic this vampire was performing, but it wouldn't benefit humans anyway.

He stretched out the blade on his fingertips and slashed the old man's throat.

"Be careful, Imir, he is summoning Dracula's arrival!" The Blade Warrior rushed up from behind and knocked away Imir, who was about to pick up the universe cube from the old vampire's corpse. Imir frowned and shouted: "Blade Warrior, what are you doing?"

"It's too late!" The old vampire killed by Imir stood up from the ground again. He giggled and held the cosmic cube in his hand: "Is this the Dragon Jade? It's such a beautiful baby!"

Imil felt the energy fluctuations coming from the old vampire. He took a few steps back and stared at him vigilantly, and stopped getting the cosmic cube. Instead, he asked in a strange tone: "Who are you?"

The old vampire did not answer Emire's words. He looked down at the hole exposed on his chest, but it was so strange that even a drop of blood flowed out.

For him, it seems that the cosmic cube in his hand is more important than the Imil and others in front of him.

The Blade Warrior breathed nervously and dullly: "God, this is the king of vampire - Dracula... Damn, that old vampire used taboo magic and he summoned Dracula's arrival!"

Imir took two steps back. It would be better to be cautious about this medieval lord who existed in the legend: "What is taboo magic?"

The Blade Warrior replied in a low voice: "The taboo magic is to directly summon Dracula's original body to come here. If you are the king of vampires, you won't want your subordinates to trouble yourself at any time... Hey. This damn old vampire, he dedicated his sacrifice to Dracula, so he can temporarily come here."

It turned out to be such a taboo magic. Imil's heart twitched heavily and nodded with some understanding.

"Blade Warrior, have you been so desolate that you have colluded with the people of the church to deal with your fellow tribes?" Dracula roared in a low voice. He played with the universe cube in his hand, and then used his fingers to transform a mysterious magic array into the air. He threw the cube in casually.

He sneered and said, "For the sake of finding such a precious treasure for me, you should commit suicide. I give you the right to choose to break yourself before me."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Since I was threatened by a bastard, I have sworn that I will never be humiliated again!" Emier glared at her eyes, gritted her teeth suddenly, and raised her head more proudly and replied.

"Idiot! You are insulting me, Blade Warrior. Where did you find the little kid to deal with me?" Dracula completely ignored Imil's anger.

"Hey, kid?" Emire shouted angrily and ordered urgently: "Magdalina, Blade Warrior. Let's go together and kill this guy!"

While he was angrily shouting, he grabbed Dracula's face with one claw. Dracula's whole body suddenly dissipated into a cloud of black smoke, avoiding Imir's hatred attack.

"You poor children, the blade warriors are leading you to death, and your team cannot compete with me at all!" The black smoke transformed from Dracula's body floated under the night sky, blending with the twilight.

Imir looked at the blade warrior who seemed to be frightened, curled his lips in anger, then looked at the smoke floating in the darkness gloomy and laughed: "Dakura? Your trick can only scare the timid bald uncle. Do you think you can turn into a shadow?"

While he spoke, his body also turned into a body of a resentful ghost, turning into a gray light smoke and wrapped around the black smoke. Imil's voice came from the air: "Magdalina, send out your holy light with all your strength, don't worry about hurting me, take this opportunity!"

Although Imir felt that the resistance from the black smoke was not too great, he was still worried that Dracula would have any magic to escape from his blockade.

Magdalina and Imil partnered for the longest time, and immediately understood his orders. She gritted her teeth, put away the double cross sword, half-kneeled on the ground, closed her hands, and prayed in a low voice: "Great Lord, please give me strength, please give me great grace. Please ask your strength to eliminate sins so that we can avoid evil!"

As Magdalina's prayer grew louder, it seemed like a rolling sun rose on the horizon.

The milky white light shone like a supernova explosion, with a huge roar, shining in all directions.

To everyone's surprise, the old vampire possessed by Dracula had no intention of resisting. He slowly condensed the black smoke into his body in the air, and then lazily, he was torn to pieces by the powerful holy light as if a child had torn apart paper.

"What does this mean?" Imil transformed from a body of a resentful ghost into a entity the moment before the holy light shone down. His face was full of surprise. Even if Dracula suddenly showed his power and shattered this holy light, it would not surprise him so much that his chin was about to shed.

The Blade Warrior was also stunned: "This...How is this possible...This is not the power that Dracula should have. What a joke, putting on such a big scene and it ends like this?"

Even Magdalina, who made this shocking blow, was stunned. She looked at her hands blankly, and then looked at the Brand Industrial Park, which seemed to have been ravaged by a Category 13 hurricane. She felt like she was dreaming. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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