“No, this is impossible!”

“If that’s the case, why don’t you stop me from breaking the seal?”

 Faith Dickon still dared not or did not want to believe it.

　　He worships vampires and is proud of being a vampire. He looks down upon humans and is dissatisfied that the vampire empire can only live in the shadow of humans. He wants to change.

 But what Dracula said at this time denied the things he believed in in his life, so how could he accept it?

 “Why stop?”

Dracula said calmly: "Human beings are short-lived creatures. After so many years, the humans who made a promise with me have all died, and no one has inherited that promise. Because of you, humanity will be sealed by me.

and the declining Night Clan are also regarded as threats - in this case, the existence of the seal is meaningless, and I need to sign a new agreement with humans."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the Quinjet flying in the distance.

 …

 The moon turns to blood...

This vision was so eerie and conspicuous that people who had not yet fallen asleep discovered this change immediately, and became curious, discussing and even fearful.

 Blood moon, an ominous sign.

 This is true in various myths and legends.

With Otto's power to instantly change the terrain and environment, people also began to doubt the existence of the legendary gods and ghosts.

SHIELD also discovered this and immediately locked onto the source of the anomaly through satellites.

　　——Avengers, assembly.

  Iron Man, Tina, Hulk and Blade Warrior came to help.

 …

 The Quinjet is suspended outside the castle.

 Fury, Tony, Tina, Banner, and Blade stood behind the driving seat, looking outside through the windshield...

Dracula stood on the wall of the old castle, holding a bright red sword in both hands, and looked at them quietly.

After a long time, Dracula said: "Come down and talk!"

 In a fighter plane.

 Everyone looked at each other, and finally looked at Fury.

 Although the Avengers are an independent organization and do not belong to any organization or leader, Fury is more experienced than them in this regard.

“It seems we can communicate, let’s get in touch first.”

 Fury said after thinking for a moment.

When everyone heard this, they all nodded in agreement. Even the Blade Warrior, who most wanted to kill all the vampires, agreed under the pressure of the name Dracula.

 The plane stopped on the rooftop of the old castle.

Tony and others walked out slowly and stood five meters away from Dracula.

 “Let me introduce you first, I am...”

 “No need, I know you.”

Dracula said, raising his hand to wave.

 Two vampire attendants dragged Faith Dickon from inside and threw him on the ground between them, attracting surprised looks from everyone.

Dracula didn't care at all and continued: "Everything is known from this guy who provokes the conflict between the Night Tribe and humans. As for me——"

 At this point, Dracula smiled at them and said, "If you can come here so quickly, you must know my identity! Then there is no need for introduction."

“Yes, we know you—Dracula, the King of Vampires!”

Fury, who withdrew his gaze from Faith Deacon and then focused on Dracula, said solemnly: "Your name is widely spread in myths and legends and even various novels, movies and TV shows. If someone had told me before

, if one day I have a conversation with the famous Earl, I will definitely think that he is crazy."

 “As long as you live long enough, these things are nothing.”

Dracula had a smile on his face and said in a casual tone, "Then let's get back to the topic.

 I don’t want to start a war with humans.

Although we, the Night Tribe, have a long life, we also lack the passion for racial reproduction, and we are not as keen on creation as other humans.

 I like human technology and this society.

 I am an immortal who has lived for more than ten centuries. If the world remains unchanged, it would be too boring for me to live a long life."

 What is going on?

 Dracula’s proposal made everyone look at each other in shock.

Isn't the script about the evil careerist "Faith Deacon" summoning the ancient BOSS and causing a bloody storm? Isn't it true that the Avengers will come out to save the world again or be swallowed up by disaster?

 They were all ready for a fight to the death, but they didn’t expect Dracula to come. I don’t want to be an enemy of mankind.

 What is this?

 The plot is over before it even begins?

　However, although I am surprised.

 But when everyone heard this, they couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

After all, he is the legendary earl, and just facing him head-on would require him to withstand tremendous pressure that would make his heart stop, let alone fighting him.

 “That’s great of you to think so.”

Fury felt much more relaxed, and added honorifics to his tone, "No one wants to be an enemy of a strong man like you, as long as everyone stays within the confines of the river."

“Yes, we do not offend the river.”

Dracula said, glanced down at Faith Dickon, and then raised his head again, "In order to prove my sincerity, I will hand over the culprit who caused the trouble to you. Those who are trying to do something in the Night Clan, I will also

I will clean it up."

“Then I’m sorry to bother you, I will bring your sincerity to the top of mankind!”

 “Then, let’s do it!”

 After saying that, Dracula flicked his cloak, turned around and walked towards the castle.

After taking two steps, he paused, turned his head to look at the darkness on the right, and frowned slightly.

 “Have you brought anyone else with you?”

"Um?"

Everyone who was about to take Faith Dicken away looked up in shock, and then followed Dracula's gaze.

 In the dark corner, a pair of scarlet eyes lit up.

 “Are you sure he’s not your person?”

Tony frowned and said without thinking.

“Since he is not one of yours, I will kill him.”

Dracula said calmly, swung his sword with his hand, and the scarlet sword light shot out from the air.

 “Poof!”

The sound of a sharp blade entering the body was heard, followed by blood spraying, and the scarlet eyes slid downwards as if they were separated from the middle.

 Everyone's mind naturally imagined a scene in which the body was split in two from the middle, with half of the body slipping off.

but……

 “Crack!”

 The body that was about to fall stopped.

 It was as if someone had grabbed the cut body with their hands and put it back together, making it whole again.

“He is not very courageous, but his temper is not bad.”

The man said sarcastically, and slowly walked out of the corner. Under the moonlight, his appearance was clearly visible - black tights, red coat, red round hat, with a sarcastic curve at the corner of his mouth.

 Looking clearly, everyone frowned.

He who dared to do something under Dracula's nose was obviously not an ordinary person. Dracula split him in half with a sword, but the result was intact, and there was no blood on his body, which is enough to prove it.

This guy is dangerous.

  But I don’t know why.

Although I think this guy is dangerous, I don't feel the slightest sense of crisis in my heart.

 On the contrary, Dracula has a very subtle feeling about this man's existence.

 Can't explain clearly, the way is unclear.

"You clearly don't dare to go to war with humans, but you say you like such human inventions and like this kind of society - if you like it, wouldn't it be the same to enslave them and then drive them?" The man raised his chin slightly and continued to ridicule Degu.

pull.

This made him frown even deeper, but he did not get angry. Instead, he asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

 “I’m sorry, I forgot to introduce you.”

  The man put his right hand on his chest, bowed slightly to everyone, made a noble apology, and then introduced himself: "My name is Accardo, you can also call me Alucat, it's just a matter of translation, whichever one is fine."

“So, what are you doing here, Accardo?”

Dracula stared at Accardo with bright eyes.

 “Of course I came here to clean up the garbage.”

"Rubbish?"

 “It’s a vampire!”

Accardo grinned wildly, "Vampires only suck human blood and make no contribution to human beings. They are harmful and useless. They are like garbage that only exudes a musty smell."

 “Aren’t you a vampire?”

 “Of course.”

 “Then why?”

“If I have to say it, it’s because I am a human dog!” Accardo said with a smile.

　　　…”

"What!?"

After a brief silence, everyone looked at him in confusion.

This man with a strong aura and a suffocating force actually calls himself a human dog?

 Isn’t this really a misheard statement?

Dracula looked at the Avengers, and after knowing from their equally confused eyes that he had not heard wrong, he asked again to confirm: "What did you just say?"

 “Nothing unbelievable.”

Akkado was not ashamed, but smiled with pride, "I was defeated by the demon hunter Hircine hundreds of years ago. Since then, I have become a servant of the Hircine family. I have been fighting for their sharp teeth and claws that bite the enemy.

.”

"I see."

Dracula suddenly understood and faced Accardo calmly, "The Hircine clan sent you to kill me after they found out about me Fusu, right?"

 “No, the master is not in this world.”

Accardo grinned and said: "Although I don't know why, this is no longer the world I live in. But it doesn't matter, a mad dog that loses its owner will become even crazier. I will continue to fulfill the owner's long-cherished wish, and I will kill

All vampires are then killed by humans.

 If you want to say why, it’s because I hate vampires too!”

 “Wait, wait, wait…”

Tony interrupted the conversation between the two and asked: "Accardo, right? You said you are from another world?"

 “Any questions?”

 “Then how are you sure?”

 “The era and deeds are different!”

As Accardo said, he suddenly thought of something happy and laughed happily, "Of course, the reason that really makes me sure is Dracula!"

 “Dracula?”

"I?"

 Everyone couldn't help but look at the Blood Lord.

 Dracula looked confused.

 What happened to me?

How can I make you sure that you are in a different world?

Seeing this, Accardo smiled even more cheerfully, "My hometown is in Romania. I am a count. I once stabbed all my enemies in skewers, and was even called 'Dracula'!"

"What!?"

 Everyone's eyes widened.

 Dracula looked at him in disbelief.

At this moment, he finally understood the subtle feeling he had when looking at Accardo.
Chapter completed!