Hearing Dracula's threat, Long Aomin was not afraid. He scoffed and said, "I don't have time to care about your emotions …"
Then, he kicked off the ground and leaped into the air.
The force from the jump caused Tan Lang, who was standing not far away, to fall back to the ground.
Boom!
The next second, following another boom, a gust of wind was released from Long Aomin's body and rushed at Dracula.
This was the third skill of Dragon Knight — Soaring Dragon Slash. Unleash a gust of wind that looks like a dragon spreading its wings during the jump, attacking all targets in a straight line (including friendly damage).
"Humph … Child's play …" Dracula scoffed and turned back into his human form from the bat. He flung the cape on his back.
Just as the Soaring Dragon Slash was about to hit him, a black pillar of light that was perpendicular to the ground appeared and enveloped Dracula's body.
Then, the gust of wind 'pierced through the light' and blasted through the ceiling of the hall. The pillar of light quickly shrank and disappeared from the players' sight along with Dracula.
Two seconds later, the same beam of light appeared in another place more than ten meters away, sending Dracula back.
"Phase shift?" Tan Lang, who witnessed this skill, immediately pointed out the skill used by the Count.
Indeed, the Count used a skill similar to phase shift, and this skill had a very long 'invincibility' time … As long as the pillar of light appeared, even if it did not completely cover his body, he would be seen as having 'entered the phase space'. Any attack that did not have the destructive power of hyperspace would be useless against him. Similarly, when he used the pillar of light to move to another coordinate, before the pillar of light completely disappeared, he would still be invincible.
By the way, the cooldown time of the Count's skill … was only six seconds.
For a skill like this, if it was converted into a Skill Card that could be learned by players, the cooldown time would be at least half an hour. However, the Boss had special privileges and was that unreasonable.
Of course, this move also had its weaknesses. As long as one understood the rules of this skill, they would be able to see two flaws. First, the maximum distance that could be reached with each movement was only twenty meters, and the level of the Count when he appeared did not change. Second, the time that the light pillar appeared and disappeared, as well as the time it took to move, was fixed, and the Count himself would not be able to move before he completely left the light pillar.
But … Long Aomin and Tan Lang did not have Feng Bujue's ability to 'observe data', so they could not grasp the pattern of the skill just by looking at it once. In fact, even if they looked at it four or five times, they could not be one hundred percent sure whether the 'pattern' that they saw was a natural or intentional move by the boss. Therefore, they were unable to break this move for the time being.
"As the Demon King …" After Long Aomin landed on the ground, he stood up straight and looked at Dracula. "… being forced to flee by me, isn't that a bit too embarrassing?"
Brother Long was very excited, but he did not lose his mind. He could see that in terms of mobility, Dracula was much stronger than he was. If the Count ran as fast as he could, no matter how powerful the Dragon Knight form was, it would be useless. So … he used a very simple but often very effective method — provocation.
However, Dracula's reaction was …
"Your provocation means nothing to me." The count's tone was calm, and his expression was calm. His body, which had been shattered by the [Dragon Swings Its Tail], had completely recovered when he transformed back into his bat form. "On the contrary, your actions have revealed a lot of unfavorable information about you …" As he spoke, he increased the altitude of his hovering body and distanced himself from Brother Dragon. "Firstly, your speed can't catch up with me, so you can only provoke me to fight you. Secondly, the dragon breath and wind pressure that you released just now … which are your long-range attacks, you can't use them repeatedly in a short period of time. Thirdly, your current power … I think there's a time limit to it, right?"
After Dracula said that, before Brother Long could reply, Tan Lang was already cursing internally. Can this boss's intelligence be any higher? His analytical ability is already better than most of the players, right? How is this even possible?
"Phew …" Several seconds later, Long Aomin gave a long sigh. "It can't be helped … I have lost."
In the blink of an eye, half of his fighting spirit dissipated, and ninety percent of his qi energy was depleted.
"What?" Tan Lang was shocked. He was as shocked as all the viewers who were watching the livestream.
"Hey! After several hundred chapters, you finally got a chance to play again, and you even dropped a seed, and this is how you're going to end it? "
Fine, it was not Tan Lang who said that, but I said it on behalf of everyone else.
"My situation has been seen through, and this guy is not the type to seek death … What else can I do?" Long Aomin turned to look at Tan Lang and shrugged. "Am I supposed to fly into the sky?"
"Hmm, that is a very correct judgment." Dracula, who floated in the air, heard that and nodded. "Compared to these useless attempts, why don't we …"
Before he could finish his sentence, his vampire instincts allowed him to capture a trace of a fatal aura …
Roar!
In that second, another dragon's roar echoed through the air.
The surging energy burst out like an explosion, causing the air in the entire space to stagnate.
Obviously, Long Aomin did not really 'surrender' when he pulled back his presence. What he said was to make his enemy lower their guard.
At this moment, the move he was using required him to hold his breath and focus his mind. He could only activate the Dragon's Dou Qi in an instant — [Flying Dragon in the Sky].
The shadow of a dragon appeared, and Brother Dragon soared into the sky like a dragon. He held the Orichalcum Shield in front of him and charged at Dracula like a missile.
The speed and explosive power of this move were definitely not inferior to any S-rank sure-kill moves. Even if he faced Shiva's Eye of Destruction head-on … the result was still unknown.
To put it simply … this skill was not something that Dracula could take on.
The count was not the kind of person who would take a fatal blow head-on, but he knew that he would not be able to dodge this attack with Phase Shift because the energy of Flying Dragon in the Sky showed that it could affect the substance in the Phase Space to a certain extent.
"I can't believe I've been forced to this point …" Dracula thought to himself. "Can I only reveal 'that form' now …?"
But! At that moment, something unexpected happened!
A giant shadow … appeared out of nowhere. It used a speed similar to Long Aomin's to jump before Dracula … and blocked with all its might.
Bang!
Half a second later, there was a loud explosion.
Oricha's shield collided with the giant shadow, causing it to shatter.
The shockwave from the collision swept through the hall like a storm. Long Aomin fell from the air due to the recoil and landed heavily on the ground. After landing on the ground, the Dragon Knight transformation effect quickly faded from his body, and his Life Points took a huge hit.
And Dracula … with the protection of the giant shadow, he was unharmed.
Tan Lang had basically recovered from the negative effect of [Lingering At Death's Door]. Without hesitation, he rushed forward and cast a healing skill on Brother Dragon.
He knew … they could not afford to waste a second. If Brother Long lay there for another ten seconds, Dracula would be able to kill both of them.
But … the count, who was in the air, did not seem like he was going to chase after them.
He floated in the air and looked at the shattered pieces before him. He stood there quietly for two seconds.
Then, the count moved slightly and reached out to grab one of the pieces. And that piece … was Frankenstein's head.
"Old friend, you don't have to do this." Dracula's expression changed slightly as he held Frankenstein's face in his hands.
"My … companions … can do something … I … am very happy …" The Frankenstein's head squeezed out a few words from its throat, then slowly closed its eyes.
"Rest in peace, old friend. I believe … we will meet again soon." As Dracula said that, he lowered his head to look at the two players on the ground. Then, he did not launch an attack. Instead, he held his friend's head and silently flew away through the gap in the ceiling.
…
Night, 11: 55 pm, at the end of the Forgotten Courtyard.
This was the place that led to Chaos, and it was also the starting point of the black beam of light that shot out from the castle.
From here, one could see the sky, but it was not the sky of the human world. Instead, it was a dark blue sky that was decorated with various strange sceneries.
The spacious space was made from purple, blue, and white bricks. There were some Greek pillars and statues around it, and they were surrounded by roses and thorns. It was a rather strange combination.
Puff! Puff!
Following the flapping of wings, a bat flew over from afar.
Not long after that, he morphed into human form and landed on the ground.
"Where is Feng Bujue?" Dracula looked at the two girls before him and asked coldly.
"He has something else to do." Ruo Yu looked at the demon king before her with a cold expression and answered calmly.
"Where is the amulet?" Dracula asked again.
"It is with me." Xiao Ling, who stood behind Ruo Yu, answered. When she said that, she even picked up the item and showed it to the count.
The count's eyes scanned their faces. After a moment of silence, he spoke again. "You do not plan to destroy it … right?"
"Yes." At this point, there was no need for the players to hide anything anymore, and Ruo Yu gave an affirmative answer.
"You …" Dracula turned to Xiao Ling. "You wish to activate the ritual to open the door to Borderland Prison through a spell, right?"
"That's right," Xiao Ling replied.
"As I expected …" Dracula said darkly.
"Unfortunately, we are unable to fulfill your wish," Ruo Yu said calmly.
"Mr. Dracula, if you want to blame someone … then blame that man called Feng Bujue." At this moment, Xiao Ling very mischievously joked with the count. "At any time, when something bad happens to you, you can attribute the problem to three places — one is the world's fault, two is Shi Chen's fault, and three is Feng Bujue's fault."
"Bad?" Dracula repeated the word and snorted softly. "Hmph … It seems that you have misunderstood …"
Once that was said, the expression of the two players shifted.
"I have already noticed your real purpose," Dracula continued. Dracula continued, "Do you really think I can't hear your conversation in the castle?"
"I don't think so …" Xiao Ling didn't quite believe his words. "If you really knew about our plan, why would you pretend to know nothing and help us?"
"Simple." Dracula shrugged. "From the beginning, I did not plan to destroy the amulet …"
…
At the same time, on the top floor of the Chronometer Tower.
The gray sky and the huge clock tower formed the background here. On the open gray stone tiles, a short figure in a purple long suit stood with his hands behind his back.
His shirt fluttered in the wind, and his soft hair that was not that long was ruffled by the wind.
When he heard the footsteps, Feng Bujue lifted his head to look at the clock and said casually, "Gentlemen … you came at the right time."
Tan Lang and Long Aomin, who had just walked up the stairs, recognized their Brother Jue immediately.
"The reason why you purposely waited until midnight to lead us here …" Tan Lang took several steps forward and asked, "… can you explain that?"
"Go and watch the recording after the competition." Feng Bujue turned around and replied lightly, "Facing opponents like you, I have to be careful … Revealing the information to you before the dust settles will increase the chance of you turning the tables."
"Haha … Such a cruel tactician …" Tan Lang said. "But … even if you don't tell me, I can make some guesses." He paused for two seconds before continuing. "Currently, your teammates are not here. This means that they are busy with something else. Combined with the fact that you forced the competition to midnight … can I assume that … your team has received a mission related to the 'ritual' in the introductory cinematic?"
"I have no comment." Feng Bujue was unfazed, and he replied to the man with these four words. His tone, expression … did not reveal anything. His opponent could not read his mind.
"Brother Feng." Then, Brother Long spoke. "I will not beat around the bush. Let me be honest with you …" He patted his chest. "Both of us are in good condition. Even though our Stamina Points are not full, and our skills have been exhausted, we still have seventy percent of our combat power." He raised his arm to point at Brother Jue. "You, on the other hand, are at your best. Even if you are not at your best, you are not far from it."
"Heh …" Brother Long laughed magnanimously, "Brother Feng, what do you think … in this situation, one against two, what are your chances of winning?"
"Good question," Feng Bujue said as he waved his hand, and a shiny poker card appeared in his hand.
Both Tan Lang and Long Aomin knew that this was Death Poker, but at that moment, the Death Poker was different from the ones they had seen before. The cards that were originally glowing with a golden light had turned into a 'black light'.
"If you ask me …" Brother Jue answered firmly, "… one hundred percent."
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