"They're dead."
When all the princes dared not speak, only Field dared to tell the truth.
"Thirteen princes died, and only seven of you are left?"
Dracula's tone was not as violent as before, but the hearts of the princes tightened even more. After the flames were extinguished, they only felt a biting coldness, as if they were facing an icy hell.
"Well, they were too weak, so they died," Field continued.
"It seems that I should be lucky that there are seven of you elites left, right?" Dracula asked again.
"No, we are also weak, it's just that the enemy doesn't want to continue to hunt us." Field answered like a machine.
"What?!"
The bloody pentagram glowed brighter, and Dracula angrily blasted out a stream of blood energy, killing the prince in front of him.
"Buzz!"
But the Thousand Blood Demon Sealing Array of the blood hunters outside the black coffin also rushed out a large piece of scarlet runes, trying to suppress this power.
"Crack!"
But this sealing formation has been around for fourteen years. The power of the blood hunting heroes has gradually dissipated, and Dracula has been recuperating in the formation. How can he still stop it
"Qiang!"
Seeing that the blockade was broken and the powerful force was about to kill the princes, Field pulled out the rose sword and stood in front of Nadia Weil, slashing the blood with a heavy sword.
"I can only blame you for not breaking through the seal earlier. She has tried her best!" Field yelled.
"Field" Nadia Weir was almost moved to tears. Could it be that he was venting his anger on her behalf and protecting her
"The Blood Hunters have the blood of the Archangel flowing in their bodies. The price to pay to break through the seal is not small, at least half of their lives will be spent." Dracula explained the reason.
"Haha. It just means you're scared." Field mocked mercilessly and put the sword back into its sheath.
"It seems that you still have a deep grudge against me. Why? Didn't you accept this power in the beginning? When you were framed and on the verge of death, wasn't it me who allowed you to regain your power and erase all injustice?"
Dracula launched a series of questions, but Field only slowly raised the exquisite long sword in his hand, "It is undeniable that you did save me at that time."
"But you also turned me into a monster. Adeline no longer loved me, and you made me lose the reason to live. Later, because Adeline came into contact with me, she was also sent to the gallows."
"You took away my whole world. For thousands of years, all I have felt is loneliness and despair. Adeline doesn't like me, so what if I have this power? What if I get revenge? Can you come back in her place?"
Field seemed crazy, and even reacted more violently than the other party. Dracula sighed helplessly, "Since you love her so much, why don't you commit suicide?"
"Her soul was preserved in your sword and she died in her hands. Wouldn't it be a better outcome?"
"I couldn't even fulfill my oath to protect her throughout her life. I am not qualified to die in her hands." Field responded calmly.
"madness!"
"You are me! Just as stupid and just as hopeless!"
Dracula was furious, as if he saw the shadow of himself in this prince. This is why he will not blame Field easily, because their fates are too similar.
"I am a stupid person. If I had the chance to do it again, I would never accept your so-called gift." Field smiled and nodded.
"It would be the same for me."
Dracula had the same opinion as him, but seemed to remember something again, and asked: "Except Cromwell, who died in the hands of Wang Xuanming, and Charleston, who died in the hands of Clara. What happened to the remaining six princes? dead?"
"The remaining people, including the Thirteenth Prince who was newly added after the war, except for the Eleventh Prince Hermann, all died in the hands of the same person." Nadia Weir answered truthfully.
"What?! Who is it?" Dracula seemed to feel that he had heard wrongly. Who was so capable that he could kill the four princes by himself
Nadia Weil did not dare to neglect, and continued: "You know that person, Wang Xuanming's son, Wang Bugui!"
Dracula was silent for a while, searching for information about Wang Xuanming in his mind. Then he remembered that he had a son, and asked: "Is that boy, is he now powerful enough to kill the prince?"
"No, it's powerful enough to kill all the princes, including me."
Field once again made a shocking statement, which scared Anne to the point of staggering. She rushed to his ear and whispered: "At least you can save some face for us this time. You will be punished for being so incompetent!"
"Sorry, but this is the truth." Field still couldn't see any emotion on his face.
Anne was speechless because of the ice, and backed away to Barnard with her forehead in hand.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry," Barnard used to reassure him.
"Is it powerful enough to kill you all?"
Dracula didn't believe it, so he directly sent out a scarlet light to cover all the princes, reading some of the memories deep in their souls.
"Hahaha, it's interesting. There are actually stronger humans than Wang Xuanming in the world! Great, great!"
A moment later, Dracula's wild laughter filled the entire castle, and that magical voice was shaking the Thousand Blood Demon Sealing Array.
"King, are you going to break through the seal now?" Nadia Weir asked carefully.
"Well, it's almost time. Do you have the Forbidden Book with you? Leave it to me!"
"As you command!"
Nadia Weir sent the forbidden book to the black coffin. This book can ignore the magic sealing array!
"A forbidden product that has been dormant for tens of thousands of years, recording the dark laws from endless hell. I swear in the name of Dracula, the second true ancestor of vampires, that I am willing to awaken your memory with my blood and open the door to destruction to the world. "
"Using the blood of billions of creatures as a sacrifice, welcome the seven great monarchs to the world, spread despair in the world of glory, and play the funeral song of the withering of all things!"
Just listen to Dracula's pious recitation of ancient mantras. The powerful voice seems to come from a long time ago, spanning time and space, and directly hitting the hearts of all living beings.
"Crash!!"
Immediately afterwards, scarlet blood burst out from the five-pointed star made of blood, like an endless stream of blood.
"Buzz!"
The heroic souls in the Thousand Blood Demon Sealing Array were awakened and desperately resisted Dracula's power.
"A useless move."
Dracula snorted disdainfully, what could such a weak power do to him? But he doesn't want to break it violently, but uses the power of the Book of Forbidden Times and uses his own blood to corrode this magic circle!
"Hehehehe."
The ghostly laughter seemed to come from hell, and the black demonic energy emitted by the forbidden book blended into the blood, gradually forming a dark red blood river.
"Get away!"
Field shouted, grabbed Nadia Weir's hand, opened his blood wings and flew into the air, and all the princes followed suit.
"This is..." Anne frowned, vaguely sensing an ominous aura.
"Become my servant!"
The next moment, Dracula's roar was heard, and all the heroic souls in the Thousand Blood Demon Sealing Array were infected with a black evil spirit and were swallowed by the river of blood.
After the blood river swallowed the magic circle, it began to spin rapidly into the sky, and a blood tornado gradually formed. It was vaguely visible that it contained countless wronged souls and mysterious spells.
"Jie Jie Jie"
Bursts of laughter came from it, and then a bloody figure slowly appeared. From his hands to his feet, his entire body and head were separated from the blood tornado.
"Wow!"
Finally, Dracula waved, and the bloody tornado quickly integrated into his body, leaving a pool of blood that turned into a cloak and slowly fell on his shoulders.
"Long time no see~"
Dracula holds the Forbidden Book in his left hand, draws an elegant arc in mid-air with his right hand, and makes a standard classical British etiquette greeting. He looks like a speaker who has just finished a wonderful speech.
"Welcome my king!"
Except for Field, all the princes put away their blood wings and returned to the ground. They all knelt on one knee to devoutly welcome the true ancestor of the blood race, the supreme vampire king!
"Get up, these mundane etiquette don't matter anymore."
Dracula waved his hand to let the princes stand up, then showed his ferocious teeth, squeezed out a slightly exaggerated smile on his handsome and pale face, smiled at the person in front of him and said: "Field, you are still the same as before."
"Both each other." Field remained expressionless.
"Do you still want to continue fighting with me now?" Dracula asked jokingly.
"The human who can defeat me has appeared, and the boring disputes can stop." Field said slowly.
"That's really a blessing. It's time to have a killing feast to celebrate." Dracula smiled cruelly.
Field rolled his eyes at him, "If you have time to carry out fearless killings, you might as well think about how to deal with Wang Bugui."
"This is why I broke through the seal, don't worry. After staying in place for so many years, it's time for you to improve your strength!"
Dracula said with a smile, and then took the lead out of the depths of the castle, looking back at the princes, "Follow me, take a good look at the truth of this world, and then lead a new vampire race to plunge the world into despair."