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Life is something that money can't buy.

How many emperors, how many wealthy businessmen, began to pursue the unattainable word "eternal life" when their power and wealth reached their limit.

However, the word "eternal life" was a curse in Dracula's heart.

Yes, a curse.

Immortality means more than a life that never dies, more than the accumulation of wealth and the accumulation of knowledge.

More, it is endless loneliness and loneliness.

Lovers, friends, relatives, and offspring all die before your eyes.

In the end, your enemies are also unable to resist the corruption of time and eventually die.

Your life starts to have no purpose.

Your life flows with time, and your life becomes old and vicissitudes. As time goes by, Dracula's concept of time gradually becomes blurred.

Once, a day could be very long.

Now, a year is just the blink of an eye.

Time began to become faster and faster in his eyes. A friend said a few words to him, greeted him a few times, and ate a few meals with him. Looking back, he was old and dead, and you can only remember him in front of his grave.

Dracula buried himself in the tomb too, but...

When he wakes up and climbs out of the grave, what awaits him is more loneliness.

The world is changing every second.

And he himself is the same.

Every ten years, Dracula will change his identity and live in another place. Because in 10 years... others will find his face.

He never wanted to kill anyone, but the Holy See regarded him as a devil, an unforgivable existence, and massacred him all over the world.

He has been a beggar on the street, a businessman from a wealthy country, a king, a famous poet and painter, and even a priest in a church for decades.

But... these are just passing clouds.

And eventually, he got tired of it all.

Tired of taking my own life.

Tired of your own abilities.

Immortality is a curse.

Immortality is an endless curse. Every moment is corroding Dracula's heart.

That's why, from Dracula's eyes, only endless vicissitudes and helplessness can be seen.

Finally, he was tired of his life.

In the final battle with the witcher Van Helsing, his people, his domain. All his soldiers were reduced to ashes. Everything about him will die.

But...he didn't die. Because he is unkillable, there is a river of blood in his body, and there are millions of lives in the river of blood. Every life will allow him to regenerate once.

Finally, after dying hundreds of thousands of times, the demon hunter cooperated with the werewolf clan and sealed Dracula together with the guardians of the east. And Dracula didn't even fight back...

This is Dracula.

Immortal Dracula.

eternal damnation.

Dracula with endless life force.

"Boom!!!"

The wolf king Nightmare jumped up high, grabbed Dracula's body frantically, and pierced Dracula's neck fiercely with his wolf teeth.

Then... pull hard...

The neck, the body, all torn to shreds.

Dracula didn't resist, he didn't resist Nightmare's power at all.

Blood spurted everywhere... internal organs flowed all over the place...

Corpses fell into rivers of blood, among those crows and tornadoes of blood. Dracula's body appeared in front of people again.

"Three hundred and twenty-four thousand eight hundred and sixty-six..."

This is the number of lives he has left...

"Whoosh whoosh!!"

Arrow feathers all over the sky pierced Dracula's body... The stars are attacking! !

"Pfft!!!" Li Chao's silver-white blade cut through Dracula's head! !

The silver-white wings of thorns will be cut into pieces, and the heart of Dracula will be pierced by it...

Once, again, and again.

Dracula closed his eyes and opened his hands, being killed one after another.

Three hundred and twenty-four thousand eight hundred and sixty-five...

Three hundred and twenty-four thousand eight hundred and sixty-four...

until……

Dracula was torn apart again and again. He completely gave up his defense, completely gave up his own strength, just stood in front of people like this, and was killed time and time again by Yang Qun and the others! ! !

Three hundred and twenty-four thousand seven hundred...

In the blink of an eye... Dracula had been killed one hundred and sixty times.

Nightmare, Xing Chen, Li Chao, Yang Qun... They were all completely covered in blood. That was... the blood that pierced Count Dracula.

"how so."

"This...could it be...could it be the real sixth-order power."

"This is the power of immortality!!!"

"Even if we stand and let us kill him, we only killed him more than a hundred times, and he still has more than 300,000 lives!!!"

Even Yang Qun was overwhelmed by Dracula's strength.

This is his true strength, his true strength. Even if they don't attack everyone, even if they stand and let everyone kill them, they still can't kill them! ! !

The blood can gather more and more power in the air, the moon in the sky is gradually covered by blood, and it is slowly forming a Tai Chi totem. The silver moon represents the ancient silver moon tree, while the blood color represents Dracula. Now the blood color has invaded one-fifth of the degree, and a blood-red "dead point" gradually appeared on the moon. If they are really allowed to reach a balance and form a Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish, no one here can get out! !

what to do! !

A dead end has been formed, Dracula cannot be killed, and it is impossible for them to stop Dracula's power! !

"Wow!!!!"

"Wow!!!!"

At this moment, the bloody tornado began to move crazily again.

In the surging river below the castle, a man's body gradually takes shape.

Take a closer look, that man...

that man! !

Yang Qun actually recognized it! !

Wu Yixiu! ! !

It's Wu Yixiu! !

How can it be! ! It was Wu Yixiu whom Yang Qun had almost forgotten! !

It was Wu Yixiu who followed Brother Long at that moment! ! !

The candidate for that gangster, Wu Yixiu.

Wu Yixiu was still so indifferent, his eyes seemed to see through everything.

"Suck!!" Wu Yixiu took a deep breath, as if cheering for the surrounding blood energy. Yang Qun could feel the strength of Wu Yixiu's body, which made him feel extremely dangerous.

Why did Wu Yixiu appear here?

At this moment, Wu Yixiu was completely different from before, infinite blood could surround his body, but his blood-red eyes were still so ruthless and indifferent.

Yang Qun seemed to have thought of something.

anger! !

Endless anger filled Yang Qun's body.

Gods! !

It turned out that Wu Yixiong's true identity was actually a member of the gods! ! !

A candidate who followed Brother Long turned out to be a member of the gods.

How could this be, why did the gods take a fancy to him?

how so! !

At this moment, Yang Qun's brain quickly recalled what had happened.

Gradually...he understood all of this...

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...(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)