"Keke, he's still here as expected … Van Helsing, ranked eighth on the Power Rankings 100 years ago, the number one Demon Hunter in the West. He's on par with Zeus of the Holy Knights of the previous generation."
The vampire's eyes shot out a venomous light as he licked the long saliva at the corner of his mouth with his scarlet tongue.
"Ugly bastards, I'm guarding the ancient town of Transylvania. You still dare to come and seek death?"
A shout came from the depths of the ancient castle.
Pa!
The window glass shattered, and the fragments danced like butterflies.
A few silver bullets engraved with complicated patterns shot at the chest of the count-level vampire at a speed faster than a sniper rifle bullet.
Blood splattered.
In the blink of an eye, it was burned dry by the bright holy light emitted by the silver bullets and turned into black smoke.
"Ahhh!"
The vampire screamed at the sky and fell onto the marble floor of the courtyard.
A large hole appeared in his chest, charred black by the holy light. Black smoke billowed out, and even his sternum was burned.
Whoosh!
The vampire didn't have time to repair his broken body. He nimbly flipped over and was about to fly up.
Kaboom!
A tall and imposing figure broke through the glass window and descended from the sky, pouncing toward the vampire like a vulture.
Van Helsing's move was fast. He nimbly turned in midair, and the silver longsword in his hand unleashed a "Holy Light Slash."
Holy light filled the air, and the sword aura slashed the vampire like a sharp bolt of lightning.
"Ahhh!"
The vampire howled miserably at the sky.
Blinding Holy Light radiated from his body, illuminating his bones and internal organs so clearly that they could see them.
That powerful body that could withstand bullets was actually burned by the Holy Light on the silver sword, and it exploded with a loud bang.
Red broken bones and debris flew everywhere with sparks, falling to the ground and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"Jack, Sinbad, Kerry … My old friends, according to the covenant from a hundred years ago, you have already left Romania. Why don't you abide by the covenant? "
Van Helsing sneered as he stepped out with his big feet in high leather boots and stepped on a piece of bone that was still burning.
A bolt of lightning flashed, and Van Helsing's curly chestnut-colored hair draped over his shoulders could be seen. Under his black top hat, his eyes shone with a sharp light.
He had a full beard, which made him look handsome, tough, and unruly.
The black leather suit outlined his tall and mighty body. There were many small pockets on the inner leather vest, each of which held various weapons.
He carried a silver crossbow engraved with complicated incantations on his back and held an equally exquisite silver longsword made by an alchemist. He gave off an extremely powerful feeling.
"This is the Blood Tribe's territory. You've occupied it for too long. It's time for you to return it to us!"
Dracula flung his black cloak and took a step forward. He hovered above Van Helsing, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.
"Over the past hundred years, you've killed hundreds of members of the Blood Clan. Your body is stained with the blood of my people. Today, you must pay with your blood!"
Step by step, Sinbad stepped through the air. His pale face was distorted as he roared with hatred.
"Van Helsing, we're going to break your neck, drink your blood, and turn you into our most loyal blood slave!"
Many powerful members of the Blood Clan stepped forward. Their scarlet tongues rolled up the saliva at the corners of their mouths, and sharp bone hooks extended from their fingernails.
"Vampire hunters, it's my glorious mission to protect the bright and holy world and kill you filthy monsters!"
Van Helsing's fighting spirit surged, and his hair flew like a waterfall. Dazzling holy light spread out from his feet and lifted him up.
"Die!"
He charged forward, brandishing his silver longsword and slashing at the many great experts of the Blood Clan.
"Van Helsing, you will fall today!"
"We'll kill you until you despair!"
Seven or eight dukes and earls of the Blood Clan, each of them as powerful as a Transcendent Master. Their bloodlines were powerful, they were almost immortal, and they had many secret blood spells. They fought with Van Helsing. Clang!
Clang! Clang!
In an instant, a monstrous battle broke out.
In the sky, a few figures were chasing each other and could cross hundreds of meters in an instant.
Clusters of blood arrows burst out, and blood spells floated in the sky. Beams of holy light and sword auras swept in all directions.
This area was suffused with holy light and bloody qi. Flowing lights overflowed with colors and energy filled the sky.
Rumble!
The sword auras and blood blades created deep pits on the marble floor, and the exquisite stone sculptures shattered like plastic bubbles.
A series of shocking cracks appeared on the outer wall of the ancient castle, and it was on the verge of collapsing.
The violent sound waves were like rolling thunder, roaring over the entire ancient castle.
As expected of the eighth place on the Power Ranking a hundred years ago, Van Helsing was indeed very powerful. He had evolved and used all kinds of spells to restrain the Vampires.
Beams of holy light easily gathered and turned into fierce attacks.
A silver sword flashed across the sky, flashing with cold light.
The crossbow containing garlic extract shot out like a meteor, and he used all kinds of secret spells easily.
He was a bounty hunter who specialized in restraining the Vampires, and the Divine Powers he displayed were on par with the Main Gods of the Pantheon. He had definitely reached the peak of the Immortal State.
The more the Vampires fought, the more shocked they became.
They were completely suppressed by Van Helsing.
Duke Dracula and many Blood Clan members were seriously injured, with broken arms and legs. They were also controlled by secret spells and could not regenerate in a short time.
"Okay, you guys step back. Leave it to me!"
Just as the Vampires were complaining incessantly, the figure standing on the dome spoke indifferently.
"Yes, Demon Lord!"
"We are incompetent. Please punish us, Demon Lord!"
The Vampires retreated and landed behind the figure, half-kneeling on the ground with fear and respect in their eyes.
"Who could make these count-level Vampires so respectful?"
Van Helsing's body trembled slightly as he looked at the figure in shock. He muttered in disbelief, "That's right.
He muttered in disbelief, "Could it be a first-generation Vampire?"
"No! Not the first generation of vampires, but an Asian? How can it be … "
"Van Helsing, kneel and beg for mercy. Become my slave. Let's deal with Kang Tae-chu together, and I'll spare your life!"
The Demon Lord ignored the kneeling Vampires and suddenly disappeared. The next moment, he appeared in front of Van Helsing.
"What a fast movement technique!"
Van Helsing could now clearly see that this person's face was handsome and delicate, but he was emitting a monstrous demonic aura.
This demonic aura was many times stronger than that of Vampires and Werewolves. It was as sharp as a knife, almost tangible.
Van Helsing was an expert on the Power Rankings a hundred years ago. He had lived for two hundred years and was undefeated in ten thousand battles. He had killed Vampires, captured Evil Witches, exterminated evil spirits, and defeated Werewolves. His heart was tenacious and powerful.
But at this moment, facing this demonic aura, he was actually terrified. His legs went soft, and he wished he could escape.
Although he was terrified, his honor as a Vampire Bounty Hunter drove him to not back down.
He raised his sword warily and said proudly, "You are … a Demon? I, Van Helsing, a sacred Bounty Hunter, will never make a deal with a Demon! "
"Then you can only die!"
This person only smiled indifferently. Two black demons surged out from behind him like giant dragons.
In an instant, the two demons covered the sky and swept in all directions, covering half of the ancient castle. They opened their mouths and bit toward Van Helsing.
"Kill!"
An unprecedented sense of crisis welled up in Van Helsing's heart. His eyes were cold as he clasped his hands together and crushed the ancient cross stained with blood.
This blood cross was stained with a drop of Holy Blood that flowed out of Jesus during his crucifixion.
There were only a few in the Holy See.
It was as sacred as the Holy Grail!
This was a reward given to him by the previous Red-Robed Archbishop for his meritorious service in slaying demons.
The moment the cross shattered, a destructive Holy Light burst out.
The enormous Holy Light was dazzling and illuminated a radius of several kilometers. It was as if ten thousand tons of explosives had exploded out of thin air.
"Ah, Holy Blood and Holy Light! Retreat! "
"I'm going to be burned to death!"
Many Vampires were in so much pain that they were about to explode. They screamed in shock and retreated without caring about their manners.
Even a peak-stage Immortal State Overlord or a duke-level vampire would be purified and killed by it.
"Haha, it's just Holy Blood and Holy Light.
That Chinese youth didn't even bother to move. He just looked at Van Helsing mockingly as if he was looking at a dead man.
Roar!
Sure enough, the two demons didn't dodge when they saw the Holy Light. Instead, they opened their mouths and swallowed the surging Holy Light in the blink of an eye.
"What?"
Van Helsing was shocked and couldn't believe it.
He stood there stiffly with despair in his eyes, as if he had seen the end of Earth and humanity.
That was the Holy Blood of Jesus!
It had such powerful strength that it could easily kill Earl or even Lord-level Vampires.
However, it had been devoured so easily by these two devils.
The next moment …
Van Helsing was plunged into darkness because one of the demons was biting his upper body.
The other was biting his legs. The two suddenly struggled, and blood spurted out as internal organs flowed out.
Smack!
Smack!
Peace was restored in the ancient castle.
Van Helsing was devoured by the two demons in the blink of an eye with a grating sound of chewing.
The two demons licked their tongues and suddenly rolled and shrank into the body of the Hua Xia man.
"Delicious! So comfortable! So exuberant! It feels so good to have power! "
At that moment, it was as if he had taken drugs. His eyes suddenly lit up with excitement, his face contorted, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Congratulations to the Demon Lord for creating glory again and killing Demon Hunter Van Helsing, eighth on the Top 100 Years List!"
Many Vampires flew over and bowed respectfully at the feet of the Chinese youth.
They trembled, not knowing whether it was out of fear or excitement.
Even Duke Dracula's eyes were filled with fear and admiration, like the most loyal servant seeing his master.
This youth was Nie Mingyuan, who had killed his way from Southeast Asia to Europe.
"I've wiped out several territories of the Blood Clan, devoured more than a dozen duke-level Blood Clan Vampires who refused to submit, and many Demon Hunters. My current strength should be comparable to Jiang Tian, right?"
He casually grabbed a Vampire, opened his bloody mouth, and swallowed him. He then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked casually.
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