Chapter 381

In Frankenstein castle, a figure appeared with boundless anger.

It is also a pale vampire image with scarlet eyes and sharp fangs.

"I did it. I'm sorry." Gray rode a flying broom and smiled foolishly.

"Die!" Dracula's anger almost gushed out of her eyes. The flesh wing behind her shook hard and flew quickly in front of gray.

"Wait!" Gray stopped in front of him with a horizontal sword and looked straight at Dracula. "I have something to say!"

Say your uncle!

Dracula didn't stop at all. A pair of claws wanted to tear him apart directly.

Shit, you killed your wife. What else do you have to say? Say your uncle, die!

"Doesn't that mean you have no heart and no emotion? So you should look at it calmly. " Gray was dealing with him, still talking, trying to convince him.

"You see, actually, I'm doing it for you. Your three brides have been with you for hundreds of years? Four hundred year old brides are old. If I kill them, you can find some more wives in good faith. Is it a little excited? "

"Die!" Dracula's eyes suddenly burst into a burst of scarlet light, and there was a red light on his claw. One claw broke Gray's long sword and fell on his chest.

Gray's clothes were shattered by the powerful force in an instant, and a layer of scales flashed red on his chest, but different from the red on Dracula's claws, he was dark red.

On a closer count, there are ten scales, covering more than half of the chest.

After Dracula's claws broke the long sword, they fell on these scales. After the decline of power, they could not break through the defense of scales.

Gray's face was cold. The flying broom had already collected his backpack. At this time, he also stood in the air by magic. When Dracula started, he also inserted his left hand and palm into Dracula's chest and pinched his lungs.

"I am immortal!" Dracula sneered. She didn't care about each other's movements at all. Her other claw suddenly grabbed greid's head.

For a monster with immortality, the most afraid thing is to exchange injury for injury. If the opponent wants to exchange injury for injury, they will only be happy.

Although gray has no immortality, intermediate self-healing is enough to make countless people envy. However, he won't do such a thing as exchanging injuries with vampires. Werewolves can be infected if they bite. Who knows if vampires are the same.

Holding the broken sword in the first block on the right, gray grabbed Dracula's palm and pulled his lungs out of his body. Then a flame came out of his fingertips and threw it in from the wound.

"A mere mortal can't hurt me at all!" Dracula sneered, "I will suck up your blood bit by bit, and then turn you into the cheapest vampire servant, who will be enslaved by me forever."

"Really?" Gray smiled, kicked him hard in the chest, and then hit a handsome snap of his fingers.

Dracula was kicked out and was about to flap her wings and fly back. Suddenly, she felt a burning feeling in her internal organs.

"No way. How could a mortal flame burn me?"

"Ah ~ ~!"

When the burning pain came, Dracula screamed. At this moment, he felt his internal organs melt.

But the general injury, even if all his internal organs became meat sauce, he would not frown, but at this moment, he really felt that if he continued to be burned, he would die.

Gray smiled and it worked, or he would be embarrassed.

At this time, of course, it's a dog in pain. Gray won't let a great opportunity slip by and let him scream there.

Throw away the broken sword. Gray took out the most handy Lake sword he used. He cut Dracula's head with a sword. He helped him with his head. The brain kernel crawling in the skull cavity can be seen.

"Look, if you are against me, you will see your brain!" Gray said faintly.

But Dracula couldn't care so much at this time. She didn't hide. She put her hands into her chest and endured the burning feeling. The bloody energy on her hands wrapped the flame, pressed it into a small ball, took it out and threw it out.

After taking out the flame, Dracula only looked at gray with half his head. He cut off his head again, but this time he wanted to cut off his head completely.

At this time, it was too late to avoid. Dracula only had time to get out of the way, stretch out her arm to resist, and one arm separated from him.

With an angry roar, Dracula grabbed the broken arm and pressed it on the fracture, flapped her wings, quickly flew down and picked up half of her head from the ground.

Boom!

He had just picked up half of his head, and a bomb fell beside him and exploded. The silver fragments in the bomb shot out and shot countless small holes in Dracula.

"Silver!"

Dracula felt it in an instant. What was shooting out was the nemesis of vampires.

Although he was not afraid of silver, he was covered with silver fragments, which also affected his state, and this thing was prepared to deal with their vampires. If the vampire servant met this thing, he would pour a large piece at once.

"It's silver. If you like it, I can give you some more." Gray nodded and wiped a few drops of holy water on the sword in the lake.

Dracula pressed back half of her head and looked angrily at gray. She stopped talking nonsense. With a wing, she suddenly soared into the sky.

"You can win with momentum? You go down. "

Gray kicked out, and Dracula didn't give in. She took the kick, then grabbed the soles of his feet and pulled him down.

They fell heavily on the ground. At the moment of landing, Dracula changed his wings, forcibly stabilized his body, and then grabbed him to his abdomen.

You have this strange scale on your chest, but you don't have it on your stomach.

The sword flashed and Dracula threw his hand high.

Gray stabbed his chest with a sword in the lake. "You are very confident to fight with me."

"Holy water! Despicable fellow! " Dracula felt the power from the wound and roared angrily.

There was no power of holy water on his sword before. When did he smear it?

"That's right!" Gray smiled and put the sword into his abdomen. "Let me see if you really don't die."

"Roar!"

Dracula roared and suddenly burst into the sky again, "demon hunter, wait."

"Wait for what?" Gray sneered. A pair of Dragon Wings tore his clothes behind him. He also rose to the sky.

"Sure enough, you are also a monster. Why do you want to help humans and churches? Do you think they are your kind? No, they'll kill you sooner or later. " Dracula looked back at this scene and said angrily.

Having wings was one of his advantages. He could fly away even if he couldn't fight. Even if gray could walk in the air, he was not afraid. He couldn't catch up with him, but when gray could fly, he immediately felt a deep uneasiness.

"Who believes what you said by a monster? Besides, do you still have a chance to talk? " Gray sneered and followed Dracula closely.

"You can't kill me. We cooperate. Transylvania is ours, and even the world can be ours." At Dracula's broken arm, a new arm is growing.

"I'm not interested. I'm a just demon hunter. How can I collude with you? Would you please die? Don't waste everyone's time. " Gray said solemnly.