The strong light explosion lasts only a moment, and the lightning comes and goes quickly, but the destructive power it causes cannot be underestimated.
A big hole opened in the dark sky. Under the moonlight, the frozen castle was shrouded in layers of spreading white steam, becoming invisible and disappearing.
Russell scanned his eyes, and his magic power strengthened his vision, hearing and other perceptions. He found no whereabouts of Dracula. The dark energy floating in the air did not move at all. Everything showed that Count Dracula was dead.
Real death or fake death?
Russell could not conclude for the moment that the system did not prompt that the task was completed. He estimated that the possibility of suspended animation was very high, and his intuition was more inclined to this possibility.
Villains are all like this. They are at a disadvantage in the frontal battlefield and are unsure of the direction, so they hide in the dark and wait for opportunities to attack. Russell is very familiar with this routine.
He closed his hands in his cuffs, slightly hooked his fingers and used the ability of the trident to slowly mend the torn clouds. If Dracula was really still alive, he would use the opportunity to trick him and lure him out by pretending to relax his vigilance.
The dark clouds in the sky gradually closed up, and the heavy rain that stopped for a moment washed down again, dispersing the fog bit by bit, and once again pulled the castle into darkness.
"Are you Frankenstein?"
A bolt of thunder struck down. If it had been someone else, the heavy rain and lightning would have been the backdrop, but it was different here with Russell. The lightning had its own special effects, with a frequency of 1.25 shots/second, making him the brightest boy in the audience.
Frankenstein swallowed, and nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, I am Frankenstein, didn't you know you were?"
"My name is Russell, and I am here to defeat Dracula under the orders of the Lord!"
Russell said, with a touch of disdain in his tone, and deliberately louder: "It's just a vampire that has lived for four hundred years. I can take care of it by myself. I really don't understand why the Lord sent Gabriel here."
Frankenstein said that the boss was right, but...can you take him out of the electric chair first?
It was too exciting, and his hard-hearted heart couldn't stand it.
Most of the thunder in his body was stored, and the dark clouds were repaired. Russell completed his preparations and felt confident. He took the Edman alloy knife without haste and swept the sword energy to cut off the shackles on Frankenstein.
After regaining his freedom, Frankenstein said excitedly: "Father Russell, thank you for your help. If you hadn't arrived in time, I would have been dead today... Well, it seems that I am not a living person."
Russell said seriously: "Please respect your life. The Lord has never discriminated against you, otherwise you would not be alive until now."
“Does the Lord really think so?”
Frankenstein burst into tears when he heard this, and repeatedly praised God's mercy. As an alien being, nothing moved him more than recognition.
After releasing the transformer, Dracula still didn't show up, and Russell began to wonder if he was really dead.
Suddenly, there was a fierce exchange of fire at his feet. Russell looked over and saw Lucien, Amelia and others rushing into the tower laboratory, massacring the dwarf craftsmen, and frantically destroying a large number of experimental equipment.
Amelia and others came, even Anna and Wickan were there, but Van Helsing was not seen.
Russell was surprised. Van Helsing couldn't have been a deserter. He must have discovered something and didn't come over in time.
Boom! !
The middle section of the castle tower suddenly exploded, bricks and rubble splashed down, and fell into the bottomless abyss. The remaining load-bearing capacity could not support this side of the castle, and it collapsed bit by bit from high to low.
With a wave of Russell's hand, the rainwater gathered into a torrent, rolled back and filled the tower, carrying Lucien and others into the sky.
A group of people, including Frankenstein, were carried away from the dangerous area by the torrent and landed on the suspended stone bridge of the castle. Russell himself rode the wave into the explosion site.
In the middle of the tower, thousands of vampire bats flapped their wings and screamed, like a moving black mist, running rampant in the empty hall.
Van Helsing wielded his long sword and fought hard to kill the bats. His fierce swordsmanship killed all directions, and coupled with his ghostly high-speed movement, even if there were countless bats, they could not outflank him and trap him to death.
The cross necklace on his chest floated up again. Russell held it tightly in his hand, but he didn't see any movement. Tens of thousands of tons of water superimposed into a wave, pouring into the stone chamber hall, filling it up into a swimming pool.
The water washed away the masonry, and a large number of stone pillars collapsed and were uprooted. The black bat swarm and Van Helsing were swallowed by the torrent and turned into drowned rats without even making a splash.
However, a few bats were lucky enough to escape through the narrow cracks in the rocks.
"Van Helsing, this assist is yours!"
Russell shouted loudly, and punched out a thunder fist with all his strength, stuffing all the thunder stored in his body into it.
Bang!
The water exploded, and the water split into several streams and flowed in all directions. Electrically cooked black bats floated on the water and followed the waterfall into the abyss.
Russell scanned the whole place and found Van Helsing behind the broken stone pillar. He was not in a good condition, and his skin was redder than a crayfish. When he saw Russell approaching, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, his mouth was numb and he could not utter a single word.
"Damn it, these despicable dark creatures actually want to bite you before they die..." Russell was immediately furious, "But it doesn't matter, I have already avenged you!"
"You...you...don't..."
Russell half-crouched next to Van Helsing, held his palm, narrowed his eyes and tried not to squeeze out tears, and said sadly: "No need to say it, I know it, don't worry, Anna will be left to me from now on, I promise She will not suffer any injustice in the future."
"No...don't...face..."
Fan Helsing's eyes widened in anger, his mouth trembled, and he could barely utter a word.
"What, please make it clear. You don't want Anna to be single and you want her to spend Mother's Day next year? Brother, I'm not telling you, your request is a bit overwhelming..."
Russell struggled for a moment and said as if he was dead: "But don't worry, I am the most loyal person. I will never refuse what I promised you. I promise to overcome all difficulties and implement the matter by the end of next year at the latest!"
"Bah! Don't smell bad..."
At this moment, a strong light shone from the cave in the castle wall, and a bolt of thunder turned at a right angle and struck Russell with a bang.
Crackling!
Van Helsing, whose hand was held by Russell, straightened up and trembled, and the whites of his eyes rolled out.
Russell: "..."
What a surprise this time!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang————
There was not much time to apologize. In the sound of heavy rain, Russell sensed the subtle gunshots. He grabbed Van Helsing's collar and rushed out of the castle.
Boom! !
Van Helsing:_(′?`‖∠)_
In the rain curtain, countless black bats surrounded the suspended stone bridge, densely packed into a big black ball.
Russell took a breath. If he remembered correctly, Frankenstein, the Wiccans, Lucian and the others were all on the stone bridge.
The heavy rain spun into several waterspouts, sweeping away the group of black bats, and Russell rode the wind and waves and rushed straight over.
Boom!
Fan Helsing: 0(:3)～_(:3‖∠)_
