The mastermind behind this started by creating a strange story

Holding on to the last bit of consciousness, Yoko Onodera hoped to get a response from her spirit. She wanted to know whether she had helped Lord Dracula in the end.

Seeing Onodera Yoko in such a miserable state, the coldness in Dracula's eyes faded slightly, and a hint of tenderness emerged, and he gently said: "I'm here."

“Great…”

Hearing this voice that she would never forget, Yoko Onodera's mouth curled up slightly, and her consciousness, which had been forced to remain strong, finally calmed down.

Seeing this scene, Dracula walked towards Yoko Onodera who had lost her life, looking at this strong girl who had spent her life for him.

Dracula's eyes softened slightly, and he gently picked up Onodera Yoko, opened his lips slightly, and whispered softly in her ear: "You won't die."

After saying that, Dracula gently parted Onodera Yoko's bangs, revealing her dry and wrinkled forehead.

He kissed him gently, and a stream of blood rose from under Dracula's feet, gradually forming a blood cocoon that wrapped them up. Time seemed to be silent at that moment.

The night wind blew in from the broken hole in the wall, blowing up the dust and small stones on the ground.

The magic circle in the hall emitted a faint red light, and seemed to have calmed down from the previous blood column. Not far from the magic circle, a blood pupae stood there quietly.

Everything is so harmonious.

“Hoo…Hoo!”

In the rubble, Tsukishima Aya sat up suddenly, her chest heaving violently. She took big gulps of the evening breeze mixed with dust into her lungs, breathing heavily.

"Hoo...Hoo~"

After sitting quietly for a few seconds, her rapidly beating heart finally calmed down. She almost thought she was dead.

He desperately input his own blood, fused it into the strongest arrow so far, and then suddenly fired it out.

As soon as the arrow left his hand, he lost all his strength and blurry flashes appeared in front of his eyes.

What followed was a recoil force like that of a high-speed dump truck. When this recoil force reached Tsukishima Aya, she suffocated and fell into coma.

Then she was brought to the wall, which shattered under the impact. Sparse rubble fell down and buried her.

Buried in the rubble, she almost suffocated to death. Until the last moment, her body's survival instinct stimulated her brain and suddenly made her wake up.

Only after she felt the burning pain in her lungs disappear did Tsukishima Aya have time to look at the dire state of the castle in front of her.

Brown Castle has completely turned into a dangerous building. Not to mention the holes in the walls, the big hole in the ceiling lets the moonlight shine in directly.

Through the moonlight, Tsukishima Aya could clearly see the gradually dimming magic circle and the blood pupa not far from the magic circle.

This is? ! !

Suddenly, the blood pupae began to wriggle and began to surge inside from the top. Within just one or two seconds, the blood pupae disappeared, revealing the human figure inside.

A tall figure wearing black armor.

And Yoko Onodera, whose white hair has cascaded down, has recovered her body shape, and even her figure now is even better than before, like an ethereal fairy.

Chapter 100 Remarks on the launch

The long-awaited release note is finally out! (My name is Wanzhong, funny)

It’s not easy. It took me fifty-eight days to finally put this book on the shelves. I didn’t expect it to be put on the shelves, but as long as it is put on the shelves, I will definitely finish it. After all, this is my first book.

First of all, I would like to thank my editor Penglai, although the chat history between him and me is no more than ten sentences... I am a humble newbie and I am trembling with fear.

Secondly, I would like to thank my male readers who are extraordinary, talented, extraordinary in appearance, gentle and elegant, as handsome as Pan An, talented and beautiful, suave, handsome, talented and beautiful, handsome, resourceful, tall and mighty, standing out from the crowd, extraordinary in appearance, seven feet tall, fresh and handsome, with a handsome face, elegant and graceful, and graceful!

And my female readers who are as beautiful as ice, as pretty as a fairy, as pretty as a flower, as beautiful as the moon, as virtuous as a lady, as pretty as a flower, as pretty as autumn water, as charming as a smile, as pure as ice, as pretty as a fairy, as pretty as a fairy, as charming as a fairy at a glance, as pretty as a lotus out of water! (By the way, do I have female readers?Σ(￣ロ￣lll))

Then let me talk about the creative ideas behind this book.

In fact, I think the meaning of ghost stories is strange and unusual legends.

Therefore, any story that contains strangeness and legends can be called a ghost story.

Whether it is demons, monsters, or magical creatures, they can all be called ghost stories.

Even Jesus, God, and Buddha Sakyamuni can be called ghost stories because they are also a kind of strange legend.

The style of this book is niche, and my writing skills are not very good, and I don’t update it often, so I sincerely thank the readers who have been following me. Thank you very much!

It will be available at 12 noon tomorrow. It is a tradition that more chapters will be published after the chapter is published. I will definitely publish more chapters! (Whispering: Don’t let me know who started this tradition, I will hold a grudge!)

Chapter 101 Air Fighter

Seeing this scene, Tsukishima Aya's heart began to beat violently with fear.

It was like a mouse meeting a poisonous snake. The figure in armor was like a cold poisonous snake to her, and she was the helpless little mouse.

Move, move!

His body was shaking with fear, his muscles were stiff, and he was completely intimidated by the aura and couldn't move.

His right hand was clenched into a fist, and the sharp claws pierced into the palm of his hand. The rough claws rubbed the tender flesh of his palm, and the piercing pain finally gave his stiff body the strength to move.

Taking a step forward, Tsukishima Aya forced herself to move slowly towards the magic circle with her body that was so weak that it was almost collapsing.

Even though the man did not reveal his identity, he possessed such a strong aura that he easily revived the female vampire.

His identity has already been revealed, he is... Dracula!

If the mission to stop the vampire from bringing in Dracula fails, then the only option is to let Van Helsing appear in the human world as well!

We must bring the bow and crossbow to the magic circle!

For some reason, Dracula didn't pay attention to her little movements and let her move slowly towards the magic circle.

At this moment, Dracula's eyes were always on Yoko Onodera, who was still in a coma. Yoko Onodera's injuries had completely recovered, and her strength had even increased. This was the power of the ancestor of the blood clan!

The tenderness in Dracula's eyes never faded, and Yoko Onodera needed a stimulus to awaken her consciousness that had fallen into deep darkness.

Bending his index and middle fingers, Dracula controlled his nails to grow longer, and gently stabbed Onodera Yoko's neck, simulating the blood hug he had given to Onodera Yoko.

Under the stimulation, a tingling sensation similar to that of an electric current spread throughout Yoko Onodera's body and went straight into her subconscious mind.

"Lord Dracula!!!"

Suddenly opening her red eyes, Yoko Onodera's chest heaved rapidly. She lowered her head and looked at her heaving chest in a daze. Wasn't she... dead?

Why wasn't there any pain? Had she arrived in the kingdom of the dead?

Moreover, the big hole on the chest has disappeared, and the delicate skin is like that of a newborn baby, with no signs of injury at all.

What on earth was going on? Also, she seemed to hear the voice of Lord Dracula before she died, but it didn't sound very real, like a dream.

"I am here."

A deep and melodious voice sounded, and Yoko Onodera's heart skipped a beat when she heard it. She couldn't have heard it wrong, this was the voice of Lord Dracula whom she had been thinking about day and night!

"Lord Dracula!"

Yoko Onodera looked up in surprise. She knew that the voice she heard before her death was not wrong. Lord Dracula had successfully come to reality!

What came into view was a middle-aged man wearing black armor. The armor made of black iron plates made the man look extremely tall and strong.

Like a battle-hardened general, the man's sharp and cold aura was radiating outwards.

"Lord Dracula?"

Yoko Onodera was a little confused. This was different from the Dracula she knew. The Dracula she met at that time was obviously more elegant and feminine, and had handsome silver hair.

Although the resolute man in front of me is also very handsome, and his messy beard seems to make him more manly, it’s... not unacceptable.

I don’t know what she was thinking about, but Yoko Onodera’s cheeks felt a little hot.

"Are you curious about why I look different from the one you know?"

As if he saw the confusion in Yoko Onodera's heart, Dracula smiled and explained the reason.

"This is only the incarnation of one-third of my power. Although the gap in the alien space has expanded, it is still too small for my real body. I can only send out an incarnation."

"Besides, appearance and body shape are meaningless to me. You don't need to care too much about them."

Hearing this, Yoko Onodera accurately grasped the key point.

"Lord Dracula, what about your real body? I am always at your service!"

Dracula just smiled and gently patted Onodera Yoko on the head without saying anything.

Feeling the touch of the big palm, even though she could control her own blood, Yoko Onodera couldn't help blushing. She understood what Lord Dracula meant, which was that she didn't need to care.

"Yes, I understand."

After saying that, Yoko Onodera turned around hurriedly, her face blushing and she didn't dare to look back. Although she had thought about this scene, but... she still couldn't remain calm!

Yoko Onodera calmed herself down by looking at the ruins of the castle as if nothing had happened.

Until he accidentally discovered Tsukishima Aya who was quietly moving towards the magic circle.

"Damn it! I almost forgot about her."

The appearance of Dracula made Yoko Onodera's mind go blank. She completely forgot about Tsukishima Aya who had been suppressing her until this moment.

In this case, feeling that her body and strength had recovered and even improved, Yoko Onodera clenched her fists and wanted to take revenge personally!

"Lord Dracula, can you allow me to kill her?"

Although I want to take action immediately, I still have to ask Lord Dracula for permission.

"She smells like Van Helsing. People who are related to Van Helsing can't just die like this."

"Yes."

Although she felt a little unwilling, since Lord Dracula had spoken, Yoko Onodera had no choice but to let Tsukishima Aya go.

"But... since she hurt you, it's better to punish her a little!"

After saying that, Dracula stretched out his hand and gently squeezed the motionless Tsukishima Aya.

"Oh!"

A muffled sound was heard, and Tsukishima Aya's body from the crotch down completely exploded, and blood splashed all over the ground with a "plop" sound!

There was no groan of pain, nor screaming. The extremely weak Tsukishima Aya fainted due to the tremendous pain.

"Go and give me the crossbow in her hand!"

Dracula looked at Tsukishima Aya who had lost her movement, and gave orders to Onodera Yoko beside him.

"Yes……"

Before he could finish his sentence, Dracula suddenly protected Onodera Yoko behind him and set up a scarlet barrier in front of him.

"Bang!!!"

A dazzling flame lit up, and the huge impact of the explosion completely destroyed half of the castle. Sparse rubble was washed into the sky and then fell to the ground with a crash.

Before Dracula could take any further action, several missiles with tail flames flew towards the scarlet barrier.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The missiles were ruthlessly washing the ground. The already shaky castle collapsed in half, and the ground and floor were completely reduced to ruins.

Dracula dispersed the scarlet barrier and waved his hand. A gust of wind came and took away the smell of gunpowder and dust in the air.

At this moment, dozens of fighter planes were circling in the night sky.

And judging from the flashing lights in the distance, there are densely packed flying fighter planes approaching from afar.

Chapter 102 Van Helsing appears!

"Is this the weapon humans use today? It's really terrifyingly powerful."

"Unfortunately, terrible weapons represent a never-ending war. Only the need for war can produce such terrible weapons."

"I didn't expect that after hundreds of years, humans still haven't recognized the true nature of war and are still killing each other."

Dracula muttered a few words to himself as if sighing and reminiscing.

Yoko Onodera just stood there silently without saying anything.

The hovering fighter jets fired several more missiles and flew over. This time, Dracula did not open the barrier. Instead, with a flick of his fingers, several blood thorns condensed from the ground.

The blood thorn was faster than a missile, and the bomb exploded in mid-air when it was still a hundred meters away.

The sky looked like fireworks were setting off, except these fireworks were deadly and emitted extremely strong light and heat.