Tony shook his head hard, trying to stay awake as much as possible, quickly put on the Mark suit, and raised his hand to aim at the strange guy next to Dua.
"You are the one who broke my walls and broke into my territory? Another weird guy wearing ancient clothes, don't tell me you are Asgardian too."
But Tony's drunken warning was like a joke to Dracula.
"No matter how long it takes, human beings are the same. They like to use a variety of tools as an extension of their own power, but they also regard these tools as their own power itself, and thus give birth to strong self-confidence."
Dracula completely ignored the energy cannons brewing in Tony's hands. He stared at Dua intently, and then moved his eyes down to the flesh and blood wine glass that Dua stretched out.
His nose moved, and his face showed deep intoxication.
"This blood is very corrosive, but it won't corrode your own flesh and blood? It's so interesting. I didn't expect that I would encounter such interesting things just after being awakened by those stupid descendants. When in this world?" Are there more species like you?"
Dracula was not polite. He reached out and took the piece of flesh and blood in Dua's hand, looking down at it with blood-red eyes.
Then he actually drank it.
Not to mention normal people, even the drunkards present couldn't help but rub their eyes and stared dumbfounded at this guy's crazy behavior.
This is alien blood. Looking around the world, who doesn’t know how terrifying alien blood is? Any drop is comparable to the lethal weapons carefully crafted by humans.
But this guy actually did it right on the spot? What's even more outrageous is that his actions are so noble, even the angle of the long fingers holding the flesh and blood wine glass seems to have been refined thousands of times.
Elegant, so elegant.
"This guy is not normal. I really didn't expect that there are actually vampires in this world who can suck the blood of aliens."
War Machine Rhodes showed off various weapons on his body, including several long guns and short cannons, but he did not take action immediately because he knew that this guy would end badly.
Although no one present had ever seen such a confident and noble vampire before them, and they didn't know the identity of this guy, this crazy behavior alone was enough to suffocate them all.
Facts have proved that even people who claim to be well-informed will still be very interested in and concerned about some crazy criticism.
Zizzi!
Sure enough, as soon as the alien blood entered Dracula's mouth, it immediately made a terrifying sound and corroded all materials in an instant.
Even Dracula, the titular ancestor of vampires, could clearly feel that his mouth was disappearing. As the blood flowed, his throat, esophagus, and even the internal organs in his chest and stomach began to melt.
"It's so wonderful..."
Dracula muttered words that could no longer be called words, but everyone present understood what he wanted to express.
It was obvious that his body was melting rapidly, but the middle and upper part of Dracula's face that had not yet been completely corroded actually showed an intoxicated look.
It was as if the terrible dissolution that was taking place had nothing to do with him.
Dua observed this guy carefully. There were so many people present, but his face did not show any surprise. Instead, he looked astonished and taken for granted.
"Interesting, you guy can actually absorb nutrients from the alien blood, although the total amount absorbed is not enough to erase your damage." Dua was quite curious.
Dracula, who had lost half of his body, seemed not to be affected in any way. He just waved his hands, his blood-red eyes became even redder, and his incomplete face was full of satisfaction.
He stretched out his hand and took the initiative to grab Dua's chest, obviously wanting to take another bite.
boom!
Duva grabbed Dracula's hand with his backhand, turned around and threw Dracula into the bar.
"Vampire, I am very interested in you. Since you are full of love for alien blood, then I have a good proposal. You can join me and become part of me." Dua slowly stood up straight and looked at Slowly Youyou Dracula gets up.
The vampire's injuries were healing at an alarming rate.
"Yes, but I also have a better proposal. You become a part of me, and I will rule these aliens for you. You are not a vampire, and you are completely unable to experience the beauty of these creatures from another angle like me. I have never I have tasted blood that satisfies me so much.”
After a short time, Dracula quickly repaired his body and regained the ability to speak. He showed his long pointed teeth and made a polite gesture: "Introduce yourself, my name is Vlad Te Pesh Dracula, at the invitation of his many foolish descendants and minions, is here to deal with you."
Dracula jumped up bravely and grabbed Dua's neck with his long pointed claws.
Duva looked indifferent and just took a step back. Dracula suddenly showed a sinister smile, opened his mouth immediately, and was about to bite his shoulder.
He plans to transform Dua into a vampire as well.
Don't think of Dracula as one of those ordinary vampires. Ordinary vampires are like lambs to be slaughtered in front of Duva. Even if they bite Duva, the weak vampire virus cannot cause any form of infection to Duva. They can only To accept a humiliating fate, but not Dracula.
At this time, a huge energy cannon knocked him away, followed by another machine cannon.
"Man, I don't know which tomb you came from, and I don't care if you are the real Dracula. These things have nothing to do with me, but you broke into my territory and ruined the banquet I organized. This is not right. .”
"That's right, no one can ruin Tony Stark's party."
Tony and Rhodes were talking.
Dracula didn't bother to look at the two of them, and stared at Dua persistently. But the next second, his field of vision was filled with a cold light, and his body was pierced by long sharp claws that suddenly pierced him.
Death Woman is like an iceberg, without any emotional changes, clawing all her nails into Dracula's body.
Adamantite nails are incredibly sharp.
Dracula was bleeding all over, but he still didn't die. Instead, he showed a more meaningful twisted smile. At this time, he still maintained his timeless elegance.
Hiss!
The Death Girl swung her hands and exerted force on both sides, tearing Dracula's body full of holes on the spot.
This was not over yet. Two aliens, the Alien Abomination and the Alien Gilgamesh, who relied on their terrifying physical abilities to fight, immediately rushed over and smashed Dracula's body into pieces.
Everyone present watched Dracula collapse.
"This vampire is really inexplicable. Is it really Dracula? This is the first time I have seen such a brave bat."
Tony walked over, his head already much clearer, trying to get the data projected to him by Jarvis on the helmet.
"Stand back, Tony, he's not dead yet. If Dracula can be killed so easily, it would be too cheap." Dua said.
"He's like this and he's not dead yet? I kind of believe he is the real Dracula."
There was a trace of astonishment in Tony's eyes. Even though the alcohol had not completely dissipated from him, he still knew what this meant.
"It seems that you have really driven the vampires into panic. Even the legendary ancestor of vampires has appeared."
"There is another possibility, that is, Dracula never cares about the life and death of other vampires. He just comes here purely for me, because as long as he lives, it means that the vampires in the world will not disappear from their roots. It’s going to keep coming.”
The virus carried by Dracula is very contagious.
"What I'm curious about is why this guy chose this time to challenge me. Where did you get the confidence?" Dua looked down.
"Hehehe, aren't you the weakest you now? This is my best chance to take action against you, so I'm here."
Dracula spoke again. He was actually not dead yet. His body, which had almost turned into a ball of tattered flesh, merged perfectly with just a simple contact, like the splicing of two different frames, and now it had returned to its original state.
"Such a strong self-healing ability, no, it seems to be more than just self-healing..." Tony was shocked, his face became solemn, Jarvis was scanning at high speed all the time.
"Of course, this guy drank Varna's immortal blood, which makes it difficult to die. Coupled with some unexpected characteristics, he has immortality." Only Dua remained calm throughout the whole process. He looked at this guy and gradually Became excited.
Very good, very good. He didn't expect that he was so lucky. The Dracula of this universe was actually a Dracula with immortality. This is an extremely rare animal. It is one of the few individuals in the universe who can be rejected by death. .
In other words, no matter how he kills Dracula, this guy will not accept the death of one of the creation gods, so he can only live forever.
"You underestimate the power of vampires."
Dracula stood up as if nothing had happened, and dusted himself off in an extremely gentle manner. He raised his head, and his white hair was spread out. He also packed it up one by one with his own hands and tied it into a ponytail. braid.
Dracula looked at the people present, and the focus fell on Dua: "What do you think a vampire is? Is it really just a host and food for aliens?"
Dua asked back: "Aren't you?"
The smile on Dracula's face stopped slightly.
When Dracula gets serious, the strength he shows is surprising.
Astonishing thunder appeared from the sky and struck Stark Tower.
Amidst lightning and thunder, this heavily guarded high-tech building was instantly destroyed.
Countless floors were directly damaged and a large amount of high-tech equipment was destroyed in the lightning.
"What the hell is this? The ancestor of vampires who uses magic?! It's just like..."
"Like Thor."
Duva's body became completely hot. Yes, it was Dracula who could summon thunder and lightning, just like the god of thunder. This was the nominal ancestor of vampires.
Well, even though the winning rate of Dracula in each universe is infinitely close to 0, apart from playing well and making people dare not underestimate him, it is useless.
When the defense of Stark Tower was severely damaged, more powerful vampires took the opportunity to break in. These are Dracula's escorts, and each one has unique abilities.
One of the most dangerous vampires has the ability to create hallucinations.
"I will turn you all into vampires, especially you, Duva, the strongest vampire hunter, right? Don't you like hunting vampires very much? Your retribution has come."
This vampire cast its illusions very confidently, but only a handful of people were affected. All the alien individuals, one by one, ignored these illusions.
"How could this happen?" He looked shocked, and then he was knocked down by the Ajak alien and his neck was bitten off.
Using illusions to deal with aliens should have been a great idea, but unfortunately it was already one version behind. Dua's upgrade speed was too fast.
The scene was in chaos, and Duva personally came to the scene. He waved Mjolnir and also summoned the thunder in the sky and Dracula to attack.
The Death Girl and other aliens also showed off their fighting abilities efficiently. They waved and flew over walls and quickly killed vampires one after another. They were so familiar with vampires that even when faced with vampires with different abilities, they could not help but fight. Still showing super killing efficiency.
Dracula summoned a bolt of thunder that hit Death Woman first, trying to kill this strange woman.
But when this thunder came down, it was supposed to chop people into charcoal. When it hit Death Woman, it only caused her to break a layer of skin and lose some flesh and blood. In just an instant, the damage healed itself.
"Adelman's alloy skeleton, super self-healing ability, ability to ignore hallucinations, superb fighting skills... Where did Dua find this weird thing like you, and why didn't I."
Dracula was stunned. He withstood the attacks of others and relied on his immortality to try to bite the Death Girl. Every time he bit one, he would have a helper on his side, sooner or later Duva would become a loner. As for Ed, Whether Man alloy would scratch his teeth was not within his scope of consideration.
Death Woman waved her hands like a skilled flesh-cutting doctor, dismembering Dracula.
Duva held Mjolnir high and was bathed in countless thunder. At that time, he hit Dracula's head with the hammer. Countless thunder and lightning brewing with divine power poured into Dracula's body, causing destruction and destruction.
Every cell, in the face of this level of divine power and lightning, would logically be destroyed to death.
But Dracula just couldn't die. Not only could he not die, he just screamed in pain. When he looked around and saw all his dead and wounded subordinates, his face became extremely ugly.
He specially picked a time when the sentries and druids were not around, but in the end he still failed to capture Dua, and all his carefully selected guards were killed and wounded, so he had no choice but to retreat.
If he failed to capture Dua after a few minutes of fighting, he would have to withdraw, otherwise he would be finished when the sentries and others returned from thousands of kilometers away.
Dracula wants to leave, but of course Dua will not let him go.
"Stay, it's your honor to become a glorious alien." Duva said, aiming at Dracula's body that was rapidly rolling and trying to jump out of the Stark Tower, and threw Mjolnir with great accuracy. Hit it and pin it to the ground.
"I actually don't like using Mjolnir, but this thing allows me to contact and understand divine power more directly, and it can also play some role in specific situations, such as now."
Only this moment of delay was enough. Under Dua's order, many aliens controlled Dracula.
"I shouldn't be so anxious. If I could make a few more sets of Adamantium alloy nets, the results would be different." Dracula was a little annoyed, but it was just annoyance.
Laughing to death, he is not even afraid of death. Ever since he drank Varna's immortal blood and became a vampire in the fifteenth century, he has really had no success even against enemies other than ordinary people. Dracula Also fearless.
All the methods in the world that thought they could kill him only made him spend a few more seconds to reorganize his body. It was the same this time. No matter how these people planned to torture him, he would repair all the damage. He reappeared in the world as the ancestor of vampires and continued to expand the scale of vampires.
And it sucked up all the alien blood. The taste was so bad that half of my head was lost.
"It's not a good thing to have too many vampires. It will reduce the quantity and quality of the food, but it's also not a good thing to be killed like this by you." Dracula raised his head with difficulty, revealing his fangs.
Duva hit him on the head with a hammer, and then ordered the speed alien to quickly transport an alien egg.
"This is an alien egg. This is the first time I've seen it up close. Man, you really have a fascination with vampires..."
Tony wasted no time collecting data, and soon he saw this outrageously large egg blooming like a flower, and then a facehugger rushed out of it and pounced on Dracula's head.
"This is parasitism. It seems that it won't be long before the chest is broken and a Dracula alien appears. What I'm curious about is that all vampires should listen to Dracula, so now, all vampire aliens will listen to this one. Alien?"
"Whether the result you mentioned will occur depends entirely on my hobbies." Dua said casually, and then he calmly took out a lucky unbroken wine glass and drank the contents. Drinks.
Dewar has not been so happy for a long time: "I occasionally wonder how to get a stable and powerful alien species. Now that this problem is solved, the immortal Dracula will become the perfect container for the aliens, giving birth to a steady stream of aliens for me. Powerful blood aliens keep coming out."
The people present were waiting. Even if people kept asking, such as Fury and others, they were all blocked by Tony.
Until Dracula opened his eyes, lowered his head and felt the throbbing from his chest, and suddenly sneered: "You want to rupture my chest? It seems that my fate is the same as other vampires. I heard that your alien is even connected to the host's body." Self-healing abilities can also be plundered.”
Dracula lied. He knew clearly that the alien could not take away his immortality because it was not a simple genetic power.
But what he doesn't know is that Dua is fully aware of his immortality. He also knows that the death of one of the creation gods rejects the Dracula in some universes. No matter how powerful the alien is, it has not yet evolved to the point where it can survive. Even the rules of the universe and even the rules of the multiverse can be copied and plundered.
Soon, the alien broke his chest.
In a bloody mess, Dracula twitched all over and suffered tremendous pain: "Very good, you won, but the ancestor of vampires will not die. It won't be long before someone appears in the world with my name. At that time , that person will prepare enough Adamantium alloy nets to capture all of you creatures and use them as a blood bank."
"Awesome, a very good idea, then we might as well help each other and benefit each other. I will capture you first, and you will breed aliens for me. In return, I will specially arrange for the aliens that come out of your body to provide you with blood on a regular basis." Du Watt suggested.
"Do you think I look like an idiot? Or do you think I'm a perpetual motion machine?"
"It's amazing that vampires actually know the scientific concept of perpetual motion."
Dewar almost applauded this guy, and immediately returned to the Wieland Building with Dracula, who looked completely dead.
He couldn't wait to stuff the second facehugger into Dracula's body.
Dracula finally realized what Duva wanted to do. Now, he couldn't even continue to use the skill of pretending to be dead. This was completely different from the script he expected.
He learned about the tragic experiences of many vampires, and knew that after Dua ruptured the chest of a vampire, he would either use the vampire's body as alien food, or simply clean it up as garbage.
No matter which one it is, Dracula is sure that he will eventually repair his body and find an opportunity to escape successfully. He only needs to pretend to be dead and suppress his mental fluctuations. But what does it matter now? Dua will not stop parasitizing him for the second time. ?
Damn it, how did Dua know that he was not dead yet! The druids are not here, so they didn't even check and just became parasitists?
He had to start struggling, and immediately an alien came over and gave him a big slap in the face.
Dracula took a closer look and saw that the pale alien in front of him was clearly the one that came out of his body.
"It turns out that you have known it for a long time, so you treat me like this, knowing that I am an immortal and immortal..."
Dracula's expression was uncertain, but no one paid attention to him.
Dozens of facehuggers had begun to line up in front of him, and more alien eggs were placed in front of him.
Seeing this scene, even though Dracula is immortal, he is confident that he can ignore everything in the world, even facing the gods of the universe, but at this moment, he can't help but feel a creepy feeling.
In the past, no one tried to deal with him in various ways, such as burning him with flames for a long time, or simply stuffing him into magma and burying him underground for storage.
But no matter what you do, it will only delay his resurrection. All restraint methods are nothing in the face of the two powerful forces of time and immortality.
"No one can kill me. The torture you are inflicting on me now will be doubled in the future to deal with you and your bloodline." Dracula was furious, and his mentality was a little broken.
A temporary setback was nothing. He lost many battles and was killed in various ways.
But it turns out that all the enemies in the past were just childish tricks in front of Dua.
Falling into Duva's hands, he is like an incubator that is in a state of giving birth 24 hours a day. No matter when and where, there are always facehuggers who are fully prepared. The last alien has just broken out. Chest, the next facehugger will immediately pounce on it.
After a long time and too many times, Dracula became a little stupid. He never thought that he would be in this situation and endure the pain all year round.
What to do now? Continue to suffer? Stay until Dua dies of old age, until all the aliens die? This may be an extremely long time, but Dracula has no choice. Look, the chest-breaking aliens standing in front of him have all formed a class.
"Ha, this guy is really interesting. How did he do it?"
Mr. Lan was alarmed. He came here after hearing the news and marveled at the miracle of Dracula.
"Normal aliens will plunder all their genetic material, but why does this guy always have the energy to continuously produce new genetic material out of thin air? No matter how hard he kills him, he can't die. It's as if being injured is just an intermediate state for him, and only health can It’s an eternal state.”
"Maybe it has something to do with death. Who knows why this guy is disgusted by death." Dua said casually.
die?
Mr. Lan held his huge head and fell into deep thought. He knew that the death in Dua's mouth was not the state of death, but the multi-dimensional entity that included this state.
Not only did this not scare him, but it actually aroused his greater interest.
So Mr. Lan also joined in, and together with countless facehuggers, used all kinds of tricks on Dracula.
Dracula howled in pain, and sometimes even his voice became hoarse, but he soon miraculously recovered, and his voice began to become high-pitched again, wave after wave.
Over time, a terrifying urban legend began to circulate in the outside world, saying that the Wieland Building was haunted. There was a screaming ghost that patrolled day and night and liked to attract innocent living people with its screams.
Dracula's suffering was not in vain. Every insult and plea he made was the most beautiful hymn to the new alien.
"Although this Dracula's overall strength is not outstanding, he is definitely not weak. He has a physical fitness that far exceeds that of ordinary vampires."
Duva assessed and found that Dracula could give birth to twelve to fifteen aliens in a day.
"I originally thought it should be a little more than this number, but considering that before this guy returns to perfect condition, there is a period of weakness when his chest is broken. During this period, the weak body and the speed of hatching aliens will be reduced. It will plummet until the next healthy period arrives," said Mr. Lan.
The key is that these aliens are more perfect than clones. There is almost no difference between each one. They are just like copied and pasted. Their combat effectiveness is enough to surprise people, although it is far from Yatian. Although he is a parent, he is more than enough to serve as the responsible alien for a small team.
Duva has no intention to explore how the death of one of the five founding gods judged Dracula, or to be more specific about death, how the death clone in this universe hates Dracula in this universe. Duva has no such interest at the moment.
He is only very interested in these powerful aliens that can be stably mass-produced.
Except for special aliens such as the hateful aliens, speed aliens, and several Eternal aliens, the Dracula brand is the most outstanding mass-produced alien.
It is much stronger than those mutant aliens that have absorbed a lot of nutrients and grown a lot.
"Well, with the addition of a new group of fresh troops, I will soon be able to gather the number of middle- and lower-level officers in my army. Even if I face the Frost Giants, I can fight head-on."
The appearance of Dracula greatly accelerated Dua's army-raising plan, and a large number of mammals fell one after another. Those that flew in the sky, ran on the ground, and swam in the sea were all captured and used as hosts.
An army numbering fifteen thousand was quickly constructed and sent to Asgard by Dua.
Not only that, this time Dua personally went out and took away many powerful combat units.
I don't know how many people are watching Dua's every move. Even if they have been mentally prepared, they can see that these dense aliens are scattered throughout the Wilander Building, not only on some floors with higher confidentiality, even on one floor. The halls of the building were already scattered with countless aliens. They were standing on the ground, climbing on the walls, and squeezing around on the ceiling.
Even the roof of the Wieland Building and the surrounding squares have been filled with dense alien shapes.
This terrifying amount will make anyone suffocate if they see it.
"In just a short time, he has already raised this number of troops..."
"Believe me, this is Dua's intention to restrain himself. If he really goes out of his way to allow a few more alien queens around the world, then the increase in the number of aliens will definitely be exponential. Don't forget, we can't even do it on land. Perfect control, not to mention the vaster and deeper ocean...Who knows how many aliens are hidden in the ocean now, I hope the Atlanteans can withstand it."
Everyone who has ill intentions towards Dua is extremely pessimistic at this time. How the hell should they deal with such a freak?
Looking at the entire history of the earth, even counting the Eternals and Mutants, is there any guy like Dua?
No, not at all. Dewar is unique and there is no example to refer to. This leads to the fact that no one knows how to solve the terror threat caused by Dewar and the aliens once and for all.
But this absolute power also succeeded in making more people defect on the spot and worship Dua extremely.
Since you can't defeat them, you don't have to become them. Anyway, the cost of joining the aliens is pitifully low, and the process of transforming from ordinary people to superhumans is also ridiculously simple.
Is there anything more cost-effective than joining them and becoming a strong person?
Except for Dracula, everyone is full of reverence for Duva
Not to mention the Asgardians, who managed to gather a group of people and carefully prepared the welcoming ceremony.
But when they saw the shocking number of aliens appearing, they all fell silent.
The aliens moved out of the way.
"I'm here, as the God of Thunder, to end this protracted war!"
(End of chapter)
