Chapter 682: Dracula

The throne room as a battlefield is now in chaos, and the furnishings inside are basically broken into pieces, except for the throne, there is almost no complete thing.

The carpet was shattered long ago, the broken chair was worthless, the top chandeliers exploded, and the bones of the vampires were gone.

After turning a few times, Su Ming walked outside and removed a few large pieces of stained glass on the door's face, ready to take it away. These glass windows can emit a soft light like moonlight, which may be a good thing. Go back and find someone for identification.

"Where shall we go next?"

Hela watched the death knell at work, speaking in a relaxed tone.

The death knell's ability is enough to prove that he does not lack these. Humans have currency as props, and he can use currency to trade with others. But like a habit, the death knell seems to have to take something along the way, which is very similar to Asgard's style.

Grab what you like, dare the other party hold it? Kill it then, these moves fit Hela's appetite.

"My helper read some memories from Giovanni's symbiote, and now he knows where Dracula is. Originally, our King Vanni planned to attack the ancestor of the vampire."

Su Ming stuffed the huge glass into his backpack, and she was surprised to see Satan startled.

How can a glass with a height of seven or eight meters and a span of four or five meters fit into a small bag that is not as big as a cosmetic box?

Hela moved her finger and put the sword of night light back into the underworld: "I heard that the low-level kinsmen cannot resist the high-level kinsmen, because their blood is mixed with the other's blood, and the other's thought can make them worse than death. "

While talking, she looked at Satan in questioningly, after all, she was more familiar with it.

Su Ming closed the glass window, patted the dust on his hands, and waved away the tangled spider web in front of him.

"There is indeed such a saying, but the blood dukes are not descendants of Dracula, but peers."

"Oh?"

"They are all descendants of Varnai. Before he set himself on fire, Varnai passed his power to Dracula, one of the descendants. The others did not receive this treatment. Since then, Dracula has been lowered everywhere."

"It sounds like they have a bad relationship with Dracula." Satana interrupted forcibly, and she wanted to ask about Bao.

"Except for a few vegetarian patriarchs, most of the patriarchs wanted to kill Dracula and replace him. Unfortunately, Dracula couldn't die."

Su Ming answered this question while drawing a circle with his right hand in the air to signal Satan to open the portal. He closed his eyes to calm his bloodthirsty desire.

"How many blood dukes are there in total?" Satanah began to draw pictures on the ground.

Su Ming took out the cigarette and lit it. The flame of the lighter illuminated his face. He spit out a puff of smoke: "Fur...There are at least 12 blood elders in the United States. It is even more difficult for me to be sure that these cave bats are acting. Secretly, many have already entered the upper strata of human society, and it is too difficult to find out."

"Where is our destination?" Satana paused, now it's time to determine the coordinates.

"The Cretaceous coast of Madagascar." Su Ming gave a general range: "Do you know where?"

"I know." Satan wrote a long list of unintelligible demon words in the circle: "It's just that I don't know why Daogula wants to see the flamingo."

The crimson portal appeared in front of several people. Su Ming took out the time bomb from his bag and threw it into the auditorium, stepping into the portal.

"He didn't come to see the flamingo, he came to see the sunrise."

Palem originally wanted to say that his horse was still in the castle courtyard, but after thinking about it, it was the same when he came back after his work.

Several people appeared on a beach, which was different from an ordinary beach. Beside this narrow beach, there was a towering cliff, like a wall.

Weathering and seawater erosion made these cliffs show rust-like patterns, like bizarre irregular murals, and on the other side of them is the lush rainforest, moist air turning over from the top of the cliff, moistening the earth.

This is located in the southern hemisphere, when the United States is preparing for Christmas, it is in the middle of summer.

A man wearing a Hawaiian-style floral shirt was sitting on a cliff. The sea breeze blew his long silver hair. He stared at the sea horizon in the distance, without even noticing the presence of a few people.

He looked very young, probably in his twenties, neither strong nor thin, and his face was full of poetic melancholy.

This is Dracula.

Hela jumped directly on the cliff tens of meters high. Satan and Su Ming could fly up. Only the evil spirit knight needed them to help.

When the footsteps approached, Dracula found a few people. He took a look, but quickly turned his eyes to the sea.

It is very dark now, this is probably the darkness before dawn, and he is waiting for the sunrise.

"Supreme Mage, with two **** lords, and a devil thug...are you here to find me?"

"Yes, I want to talk to you about something." Su Ming raised his hand to signal the others to stop, and he went over by himself.

"Please sit down." Dracula patted his side. The white rock seemed to be made by someone often, and it was rubbed cleanly: "How did you know that I was here? This should be a secret."

Su Ming walked up to him, sat down and sighed, moving his legs: "Ah, yes, but I just killed Duke Joe Varney, your position is not a secret to him."

"It seems that someone by my side betrayed me." Dracula smiled slightly, as if **** was sitting at the last table: "Then you are here to kill me?"

"That was the idea at the beginning, but then I found out that it has nothing to do with you." Su Ming shook his head, touched a small stone and threw it to the sea.

The stone made a terrifying sound of breaking the wind and disappeared instantly, and Dracula didn't even see where it fell.

"Since you know it wasn't me, why did you come to me?"

His gaze gradually moved from the sea to the death knell's face, while the helmet was fading like melting.

"There are some questions, only you can answer." Su Ming took out the cigarette, handed it to Dracula, and lit one by himself.

"Ask, I am in a good mood today." Dracula also took the cigarette, but he has no habit of smoking, after all, he is a dead person who has no use for his lungs.

"The first question, where is Attilan today?" Su Ming spit out a smoke ring, which was quickly blown away by the wind. Attilan was the name of the foreign capital, and it was a mobile sky city.

"Foreign people? Are you looking for them?" Dracula also threw a small stone~www.NovelMTL.com~ But obviously, he was not as far away as Su Ming: "They are now with Atlantis Be a neighbor."

"That's underwater...?" Su Ming groaned.

"I only know it's in the Atlantic Ocean." Dracula put the cigarette under his nose and smelled it, but the vampire was very insensitive to smells other than blood. He could only smell the dead leaves: "There is no blood in the ocean, my The influence cannot reach there. If you know people from the Sea Clan, you can ask them."

"Then you know that strangers are planning to spread the Terrigan Crystal Clouds?"

"I heard about it, but it has nothing to do with me." Dracula tied his long hair and replied with lack of interest: "I can't die anyway."

"So looking for death is what you want to do?" Su Ming raised an eyebrow and looked at the king of blood.

Dracula's jaw moved a few times, showing pointed teeth, and then he smiled.

"You can't imagine. If among all the same kind, you are the only one who can watch the sunrise forever, what kind of loneliness is this..."