Chapter 125: Count Dracula

"I'm tired."
Ella stared at Zhang Ziling's profile blankly, with a lot of thoughts in her heart.
Since entering this strange and terrifying manor, Ella's perception of Zhang Ziling has changed again and again!
Zhang Ziling definitely does not simply know Chinese Kung Fu!
Maybe he... can help me!
A strange light flashed in Ella's eyes, and the sorrow hidden deep in her eyes disappeared a lot.
Ella followed Zhang Ziling to the iron door opposite this room, and Ella asked cautiously: "Behind this...are there still those just now?"
Hearing Ella’s question, Zhang Ziling smiled faintly, and said: "Don't worry, there is only one dying person in there."
After speaking, Zhang Ziling opened the iron gate.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
As Zhang Ziling and Ella walked into the iron gate, a slow and rhythmic applause sounded.
Behind the iron gate is a hall made of marble. From the iron gate, a scarlet carpet is spread to the end of the hall, under a huge stone throne.
Above the throne, sitting an old man with white hair, wearing a scarlet cloak, with fangs at the corners of his mouth, red eyes, and hands with sharp nails clapping slowly and vigorously.
When Ella saw the old man, her pupils shrank and exclaimed, "Vampire?"
Do mythological creatures really exist?
The shock in Ella's heart at this time could not be added!
"Two young people, you are very good." The old man stood up from the throne, his scarlet cloak fell to the ground, and his scarlet eyes were staring at Zhang Ziling and Ella.
"Being able to beat the game I set up and ruin the artwork I spent two hundred years decorating, you really make me angry."
The old man's old and sharp voice made Ella a little uncomfortable.
"But I'm a little happy again!" The old man laughed, "Since I drank up my servant's blood, few powerful humans like you have come here."
"There is no powerful human blood for me to eat, but now I can only drink the blood of those inferior people, which makes me very distressed."
"I'm the famous Earl Wendell!" the old man shouted, "As a noble among vampires, I was imprisoned by the church in this ruined manor, sucking the blood of ordinary people all day, which made me How painful, do you know?"
Earl Wendell was a little hysterical, staring at Zhang Ziling and Ella with scarlet eyes.
Ella was stared with horror by Earl Wendell's eyes, and quietly moved to hide behind Zhang Ziling.
"Yo! The little girl is scared!" Earl Wendell noticed Ella's little movement and immediately smiled: "The blood of the scared virgin is the most delicious!"
"The taste is even more delicious than the blood of the strong!"
Earl Wendell stretched out his tongue and licked his pale lips, "I can't help it!"
"What a delicious, what a delicious food!"
"Blood! The blood of the virgin, the blood of the strong! Hahaha! I am getting excited!"
Earl Wendell laughed and suddenly became serious again. He wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth and looked at Zhang Ziling and said: "Sorry, I was a little excited just now, it was my impoliteness. Please forgive me."
Earl Wendell gave a noble courtesy.
"Is he, is he a lunatic?" Ella pulled Zhang Ziling by the corner of his clothes and looked at Earl Wendell not far away with some fear.
"Maybe it's been locked for too long, you're stupid." Zhang Ziling looked at Earl Wendell and smiled: "This manor will have no seal tomorrow morning, but you idiot will still stay here."
"There is no seal? How is this possible?" Earl Wendell laughed loudly when he heard Zhang Ziling's words. "This seal was set up by the Cardinal of the Holy See himself. How could it dissipate?"
"Oh?" Zhang Ziling raised his eyebrows and looked at Earl Wendell jokingly: "Then how long was the last time you hit this seal?"
Hearing what Zhang Ziling said, Earl Wendell fell silent.
The last time I hit this seal... was a hundred years ago!
Since then, I have been desperate and feel that I will be locked in this place forever.
Gradually, Earl Wendell's face became ugly.
"Haha, hahaha!" Earl Wendell burst into laughter, and blood shot from the tips of his five fingers, surrounding Earl Wendell.
"I actually... I actually stayed here for a hundred years! A hundred years!" Earl Wendell's eyes began to ooze, and his fangs began to grow.
"But I'm very happy again!"
"I am very grateful to you!"
"You told me that I am free! So," Earl Wendell directed Zhang Ziling, "In order to repay your kindness to me, I will your blood dry, and then make your body into a specimen and become me Treasure forever!"
As Earl Wendell spoke, a pair of bat wings appeared behind him, flying to the ceiling, and then swooping towards Zhang Ziling.
Zhang Ziling looked at Earl Wendell who was swooping towards him, raised his lips and smiled, his eyes flashing red.
"It's a pity, you don't have to thank me."
"Because... you will never get out of here."
Zhang Ziling whispered softly, raised his right arm, pointed at Earl Wendell, and pinched his five fingers!
Earl Wendell's expression changed drastically in the air. He suddenly felt an irresistible force restraining himself, even his bat wings could not move!
boom!
Earl Wendell fell directly to the ground, unable to move.
"You, what did you do?" Earl Wendell fell to the ground and roared.
"What did I do?" Zhang Ziling walked to the front of Earl Wendell, grabbing one of Earl Wendell's bat wings with one hand, "How can ants like you understand it?"
Hiss!
"Ah!!! I'm going to kill you!"
Zhang Ziling directly tore off Earl Wendell's bat wing, and blood sprayed all over the place!
"Kill me?" Zhang Ziling smiled slightly, staring at Wendell in the screaming smile: "I am a person who hates others to threaten me. As long as others threaten me, I have to respond to him with something."
After speaking, Zhang Ziling tore off another bat wing from Earl Wendell.
"Especially for a creature like you, I will do my best..." Zhang Ziling grinned, "Cruel!"
"Evil, devil!"
Earl Wendell vomited blood and said weakly.
"Devil?" Zhang Ziling smiled, "Yes! To treat the devil, naturally we must use the devil's means!"
"When you said this sentence, did you forget..."
"Those tens of thousands of headless bodies?"
Zhang Ziling's eyes flashed red, he stood up and stepped on Earl Wendell's head with his foot.
"You, you killed me, you will get the curse of our vampire, our vampire family..."
"Will chase you forever!"
"Vampire family?" Zhang Ziling looked at Earl Wendell and smiled, "What about chasing me?"
boom!
Earl Wendell's head was crushed by Zhang Ziling!
Blood splashed all over the floor!