The giant claw was pitch-black, as if it was made of black molten iron. It exuded a dark, decaying aura. Looking at it with the naked eye, one could see a black fog surrounding the black claw. Wherever it passed, even the air would sizzle.
Alucard's face was gloomy. Suddenly, a mass of blood-red light burst out from his body. The boundless blood-red light surged like a river, forcibly blocking the giant claw three feet away from him.
Alucard's previous nonsense was to stall for time. Now that time had passed and the injury on his neck had healed, he was about to attack, but he didn't expect Alice to strike first.
Looking at the power and movement of this move, it was obvious that she had been preparing for a long time.
When he thought about how his previous stalling behavior was just that bitch Alice's deliberate action, and that everything about him must be a joke, the anger in his heart burned even brighter.
"Bitch, this is a summoning spell, right? Summoning spells have a time limit. When the time is up, it will be your time to die!"
Alucard growled in his heart. The blood-red light on his body surged wildly. Sizzling sounds rang out from the intersection between the blood-red light and the giant claw. The two corroded each other and destroyed each other. The air was filled with the smell of blood and decay.
"Fatty, there is not much time left. Later, I will use a backup plan to stall him. You must seize the opportunity to kill him with a single blow. Kill him instantly!"
"Even if you can't kill him, you must severely injure him!"
Fatty was still in a daze because of this sudden movement. Alice's voice immediately exploded in his mind, urging him to hurry up.
"Understood!"
Fatty's heart trembled. He knew what he should do.
Now was a good opportunity. While Alucard was stalled by Alice's magic, it would be good for him to attack. However, since Alice had instructed him, he would wait and be patient.
Kill him with a single blow.
Although it was difficult, Fatty was willing to give it a try.
The giant black claw and the blood-red light collided and intertwined, forming a gorgeous light shadow and a terrifying sizzling sound in the sky.
Alucard's face was dark and gloomy. Bloody and terrifying energy surged out of his body and blocked this spell that Alice had been charging up for a long time. At the same time, he calculated the time in his mind and prepared for a fatal attack at any moment.
However, Alice knew him too well. She naturally knew that this summoning spell of hers wouldn't last long, and she had never thought of using this spell to kill Alucard. To put it bluntly, this spell was just to put Alucard in a difficult position. The real killing move was hidden behind this.
With that thought in mind, Alice reached into her bosom with an expressionless face. In an instant, a tattered piece of cloth appeared in her palm.
The strip of cloth looked ordinary. It was dark and yellowish, and there were even holes made by insects in some places. It was very shabby.
Alice held the strip of cloth in her hand. With a shake of her hand, the strip of cloth was spread open. The yellowed strip of cloth didn't look too big. It was several feet in length and width, and it gave off a rotten and dilapidated feeling.
The yellowed cloth was spread open like a huge curtain. In the center of this curtain, there was a very clear human-shaped mark. This was a mark that had been forcibly branded by the passage of time.
"What a dense dark aura!"
The moment this strip of cloth appeared, Fatty felt an unprecedented dark power. This kind of power was the strongest and most unfathomable he had ever seen. It was much stronger than Alucard in front of him.
Fatty didn't recognize this thing, but Alucard was different.
The moment he saw the thing in Alice's hand, his eyes shrunk to a point. His eyes were filled with unprecedented fear.
"This, this is …"
"Turin's Shroud!"
Alucard couldn't believe it. "How can you have this thing in your hand? How is this possible?"
Turin's Shroud. According to legend, after Jesus died, the cloth wrapped around his body. After a long time, it was soaked in Jesus' blood and bones, becoming an unprecedentedly terrifying divine object.
Don't be fooled by the fact that it contained an incomparably powerful dark power. In fact, this was just a facade.
Turin's Shroud was, in fact, one of the most holy divine objects of light. Alucard had once encountered this thing in a mission world. He had seen with his own eyes a terrifying dark wizard being burned into nothingness by this thing. Not even a trace of him was left.
But how could this thing appear in Alice's hands? How did she get it?
"Go to hell and ask Satan!" Alice was indifferent. She poured powerful magic power into it. Then, with a shake of her hand, she slowly threw the Turin's Shroud in her hand towards Alucard.
Alucard screamed.
He wanted to dodge, but his body was firmly locked by an unprecedented terrifying will. His whole body was like a statue, unable to move at all.
That yellowed and tattered cloth was like the robe of the Grim Reaper. It froze Alucard's body and soul in the air. At this moment, even his thoughts seemed to be frozen.
Then, streaks of pure white holy light diffused from the yellowed rag bit by bit. When the light shone on Accardo's body, it was as if he had been splashed with concentrated sulfuric acid. Sizzling sounds could be heard as the light corroded his flesh and blood inch by inch.
Alucard roared and howled crazily. At this moment, he felt that his soul was being corroded by the holy light bit by bit, erased bit by bit.
This feeling of approaching death made him crazy and suffocating.
"Fatty!" At this moment, Alice yelled out.
"Understood!" Fatty nodded.
This was a good opportunity.
It was a once in a lifetime opportunity.
"Go to hell!"
A murderous intent flashed in Fatty's eyes. His fist flashed with complicated patterns. Every bit of strength in his body was used. Then, he directly punched Alucard's head fiercely.
The head and heart were the fatal parts of a vampire. However, if the heart was broken, it could be quickly recovered by using the fine control of the gene lock.
But if the head was broken, no matter how strong the recovery power was, it would be useless.
Therefore, Fatty's target was very clear. He directly aimed at Alucard's head, wanting to end him with one punch.
"Get out of here!"
Alucard roared. Unfortunately, he had no other way now. His whole body was shrouded by the Turin's Shroud and locked down. He couldn't resist or defend at all.
"Get out of here. You'd better die for Master Fatty first!"
Fatty sneered. He didn't care about Alucard's vicious and crazy eyes at all. His huge fist directly hit Alucard's head.
Bang.
Just like smashing a watermelon, Alucard's head was smashed into mush by Fatty's punch. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and his entire face was gone. All that was left of his head was the outline of a pile of mush. It was extremely miserable.
Alucard's aura also dissipated in an instant. Then, with a plop, he fell straight to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.
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