In the cave where the ground was completely broken, the giant wolf who had eaten the lamb slowly began to shorten, and eventually they turned into several naked strong men.

"Is this a werewolf?"

At this time, the white people recognized these giant wolves as the legendary werewolf.

The leader of the wolf clan who stood up seemed very dissatisfied with the title. He glared at the white man fiercely and let out a roar.

"roar!"

If Dracula wasn't here, he swears to tear the human apart.

"Vlad, what exactly do you want to do?"

The leader of the wolf clan asked in a low voice.

There was a matte feeling in his voice, making people feel like a wolf baring his teeth.

"The so-called Lord's warrior, Vlad III, is dead, and now the vampire Earl Dracula is alive. Please remember it, otherwise something very unpleasant will happen."

Dracula was like a noble nobleman. He held his hands on his waist in front of him and looked coldly at the leader of the wolf clan in front of him.

He doesn't like werewolfs, and a group of "people" who may be completely naked are really vulgar.

But he doesn't like the Holy See even more.

So he would rather let them out.

"As for why I let you out, I have already said that I hope you can bring some surprises to the people of the Holy See."

Dracula slowly turned around and made a walk gesture to the white people beside her.

Then everyone walked out of the cave together. When they reached the entrance of the cave, he stopped and said:

"By the way, finally, I would like to remind you that everyone outside is the Lord's believers. Don't be caught, otherwise it will be too embarrassing."

Watching Dracula's figure slowly disappear outside the cave, while the leader of the wolf clan stood quietly.

"The most loyal warriors of the Lord have been sunk. It seems that the Holy See is not far from collapse."

His hoarse voice echoed in the darkness.

No one knew that the werewolf had been released from the darkness by Dracula.

There is another member of the dark race in this world.

...

After Dracula and the crazy obsessed men of the blood clan left the cave, he got into the back seat of the Land Rover Off-road Vehicle outside the cave.

The white man who had just fired a single rocket who was also sitting in the back seat, turned his head excitedly and said:

"Dear Count, I? That?"

His expression was self-evident, he wanted to become a blood clan.

"You must know that once you accept becoming a blood clan, you are equivalent to giving up the whole world, and the new world you have obtained may not be suitable for you. This is a world of darkness, a world of blood and death."

Dracula's extremely magnetic voice sounded, and he did not look at the young man, as if he was talking to the air to listen.

The white young man did not hesitate at all, and he couldn't wait to say:

"Dear Count, I have been prepared for a long time. You must know that the whole meaning of my life is to wait for this day, waiting to become a noble blood noble."

The voice of the white youth is deep yearning and obsession.

"Yeah?"

Dracula spoke English that he had just learned, not Roman, but his voice could not help but feel a noble.

"I'm very sure, please give me the identity of the blood clan."

The white young man prayed to him again.

Dracula looked at the white young man and thought a lot. Finally, he nodded and said:

"good!"

As the word sounded, Dracula's fangs pierced into the white young man's neck, and he sucked the white young man's blood with all his strength.

"ah!!!"

A cry of pain came from the white youth, but no one from his companions came to save him. They even looked at the youth with envious eyes.

This is what they have been hoping for throughout their lives.

Drops of blood flowed into Dracula's mouth.

The struggles of the white youth gradually became powerless.

Finally, Dracula stopped sucking blood when the white young man's blood flow slowed to a certain extent and his heartbeat was approaching failure.

If the heartbeat stops, the blood will stop flowing, and the brain will die of hypoxia at the same time.

Dead people cannot become blood clans.

So Dracula began to give blood transfusions to the white youth and transfusions his blood into the white youth, but he did not stop sucking blood.

His blood began to have a big circulation with the white youth's blood.

Dracula didn't stop until the completion of the big cycle.

In the body of the white young man, the blood of the blood clan seemed to burn, maintaining energy and physical functions for his body.

His whole body was hot, and he sweated a lot, and his blood gradually appeared under his skin, and the black blood spread throughout his body.

And his skin gradually became darker.

This is the transformation from humans to blood clans.

Dracula had already taken back his eyes from the white young man. He had originally had an extremely complicated ritual, but Dracula now had no time to perform these cumbersome rituals.

"Next, get used to it slowly."

Dracula turned into a black bat smoke, flew out of the car window, and entered the jungle next to her.

The young man could no longer hear Dracula's words, and he was undergoing a transformation between humans and blood clans.

A little bit of blackness oozed out of his skin.

It looks very strange.

The sky had dimmed, but there was still a trace of sunshine sliding down from the sky.

Dracula was not afraid of the sun, but staying in the sun would make him uncomfortable.

But after entering the forest, the uncomfortable feeling gradually faded.

A faint mist enveloped the entire forest, making the entire forest look extremely strange and radiant.

Here is a demon that Dracula personally sealed.

Is there any existence that is more hostile than the demon and the Holy See?

there is none left.

Slowly walking into the dark forest, the mist was dispersed in front of Dracula.

Dracula turned into black bat smoke and ran in the jungle.

Finally he stopped in front of a huge stone tablet.

On the ground in front of the stone tablet is a circular foundation of a huge cross, engraved with dense seal stripes.

"Old opponent, I hope you are not dead."

The black dress of the medieval aristocrats, the shoulder cape fell to the ground, and the magnetic voice of Dracula echoed in the dark jungle, making people shudder.

He stomped his feet on the ground.

The huge pattern of the seal began to shatter.

Unlike the seals set by others before, this was a seal set by Dracula himself, no one knew better than him how to destroy these seals.

As the seal broke, magma began to seep out from under the ground.

In the magma, a big hand covered with scales reached out.

Then what was poked out was a creature with two horns on its head.

"Vlad? Vampire?"

The creature seemed to have seen something extremely ridiculous, laughing wildly.
Chapter completed!