Chapter 124 Dracula: I Might Be a Pig

Next to the black coffin, a skinny hand grasped it tightly, leaving half a fingerprint.

The sword marks on the coffin board once again emitted sword energy, but failed to subdue it.

The man in black ignored his fear and gritted his teeth before stepping forward.

"roll!"

The old man in the black coffin roared, and the man in black flew out directly, falling to the ground like a kite with its string broken.

The coffin was shaking at an extremely high frequency, and the gaps were getting wider and wider, and it was about to become unstoppable.

"Go and ask for a dream..."

Before the old man finished speaking, a sigh interrupted him.

"well."

An ordinary middle-aged man's voice sounded,

"Why bother?"

A figure appeared beside the black coffin at some unknown time, ignoring the terrifying pressure and standing there quietly.

Even the God of War cannot get close to the black coffin easily!

He can move around at will.

The true identity of the figure is self-evident.

The strongest, the nightmare.

Nightmare stood beside the black coffin and said casually, "Get some sleep."

For a moment, the world was silent.

The black coffin stopped shaking, the gap that had been lifted slowly closed, and the skinny palms were retracted, leaving only incomplete handprints.

There was even a slight snore coming from the black coffin.

The man in black struggled to get up, facing the back of the nightmare and saluting.

"Thank you, Lord Nightmare, for coming to the rescue."

The nightmare figure seemed a little unreal and continued,

"In the big battle in two days, he can continue to lie down. There is no need to participate in the battle."

"yes!"

"After the war, Xiaolan will go to the abyss plane, and Xiaojiu will follow."

Nightmare's words made the man in black's eyelids jump.

Will Mr. Lan go to the abyss plane?

And Master Yingjiu? !

If anything happens to any one of them, it will be an unbearable pain for the human race!

The key is...

Lord Yingjiu goes, doesn't it mean that... Shura also goes? !

Lord Nightmare is telling himself this, what are you doing?

The man in black clasped his fists again and said in a deep voice,

"Master Nightmare, please make it clear."

"After they set off, take this coffin to the Eternal Forest."

Beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the man in black. Has the situation of the human race reached this point?

The old man in the black coffin is half crazy and half crazy. His real fighting power can rival the Tongtian God of War, but when it comes to real fighting, he is not sure.

Moreover, letting go of his hands and feet to fight would only aggravate the old man's injuries and push him to the end of destruction.

Unless absolutely necessary, the black coffin will not be moved easily!

Finally, the man in black gritted his teeth and agreed,

"....As you command!"

When he looked up again, it was like a big dream, and there was no sign of Lord Nightmare.

Only the snoring in the black coffin was accompanied.

In this dream, the old man went back to the past, talking intermittently in his sleep.

"Lan Tianqi, I will tell you one last time, I can fight against king-level monsters! I almost got killed last time..."

"...The boy's name is Xue Yixing, and the girl's name is Xue Yian? These names are not good. Listen to me, the boy's name is Xue Meng, and the girl's name is Xue Meng. How nice they sound!"

"Lao Jiu, the sword is going to hit your father, right? Don't stop me. Today I want to let Lao Jiu know who is the first god of war in the human race!"

"Apply the medicine gently. Lao Jiu's attack is neither light nor heavy. How can one of us take such a heavy blow in a competition!"

"...."

The man waiting by the black coffin listened to these sleep talks, smiled bitterly, and shook his head.

All gone.

...

The door to Evernight Castle opens.

There were two groups of people standing on both sides of the worn red carpet.

On one side, there were werewolves headed by Jack. They were numerous and menacing and had the upper hand.

On the other side, there was Count Dracula with a cold face, and several vampires stood behind him.

Although he was weaker than his opponent in terms of momentum, Dracula was the strongest on the scene, making the werewolves dare not act rashly.

"Everyone is here, have you eaten?"

Ye Bai's appearance immediately ended this boring confrontation.

Jack put his right fist on his chest and led many werewolves to kneel down on one knee.

"Sir, your kindness will never be forgotten by the werewolf clan!"

Dracula glanced at them coldly, these wolf cubs really knew how to lick.

I don’t know what the word ‘reserved’ means at all.

Dracula stepped forward, his voice trembling slightly,

"Lord Shura, your loyal servant Dracula thought he had lost your guidance and was almost lost in the darkness. Your reappearance has lit up a new light for this hopeless world..."

As he spoke, Dracula began to choke, almost bursting into tears.

"Stop it, don't be disgusting. I just finished eating the barbecue and I'm going to throw up."

Ye Bai waved his hand,

"Even if you become a white-skinned pig, your heart is still black, so don't pretend to be here."

Dracula smiled apologetically and said, "You are joking. My heart is red. If you don't believe me, I will show it to you."

"Stop talking nonsense, stand up and let me see."

Ye Bai glanced around.

24 werewolves and 7 vampires.

Most werewolves and vampires are less than level 200, and in their racial concept, they are all minors.

Only Jack and Dracula were barely enough to watch.

Ye Bai had a private chat with Jack, and then he realized that he had signed a soul contract with these werewolves and vampires.

They had no other choice but to follow Ye Bai.

"Okay, take your brothers out of the castle and go to the mine to see if there is anyone who can help."

Everyone followed Ye Bai, who provided food and lodging, and would also invest resources to help them level up.

Similarly, there is gain and there is sacrifice.

Mining is not dangerous except that it is a bit tiring and dirty. Werewolves are much stronger than ordinary people, so mining is twice as effective with half the effort.

Jack nodded and left with his werewolf companions.

"As for you..."

Ye Bai looked at the scattered vampires,

"Besides sucking blood, what else can you do?"

A young vampire said with a little pride,

"Wine tasting, makeup, attending banquets..."

"Idiot."

Dracula punched the young ghost in the face with his old fist, knocking out many of his teeth, and the whole vampire fell heavily to the ground.

"Master Shura asked, what is our value."

Dracula entered the state quickly, and said like a butler,

"Master, we can fight, spy on intelligence, brew wine, and engrave equipment runes..."

Dracula said a lot, but few of them were useful.

Whether it is fighting or spying on intelligence, Ye Bai does not need a group of vampires who are not even as good as generals.

Maybe Dracula himself has some training value, but the others....It remains to be discussed.

"Master, we are warriors who are not afraid of death, or in other words, we are truly immortal."

Dracula's eyes were glowing red, and he knew very well that the most valuable things should be introduced last,

"As long as the Never Night Castle is still there, we can be resurrected at the cost of a little blood and essence!"

"That's interesting."

Ye Bai nodded, and the vampire warrior who can be resurrected infinitely sounded good.

Obviously, the Never Night Castle in front of him is very special, and there are more functions waiting for Ye Bai to explore.

However, Ye Bai has a bold idea in his mind to verify.

"Now, I want to do an experiment."

Ye Bai asked the others to leave, and Count Dracula stayed alone.

The atmosphere began to become awkward.

Dracula's eyes showed fear, and he stepped back one after another.

"What experiment, you won't like it..."

"Be obedient!"

Ye Bai growled, shocking Dracula, and said at the same time,

"Is it possible that you are a pig?"

After saying that, Ye Bai stepped back, holding the camera in his hand and pointing it at Dracula, observing him carefully, not missing any details.

In front of the camera, the elegant and noble Count Dracula performed a wonderful magic.

Ye Bai named it: Big Pig Transformation.

Dracula Pig: "Hehe!"

[Change me back quickly! ]

Sure enough!

The words of the strongest Xiaoyao have always had an impact on Dracula!

And the words [You are a pig] are the switch that triggers everything.

Ye Bai couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and made up his mind in his heart that he would never see Xiaoyao!

What if I hear the word [dog] and it triggers the transformation.

A great Shura, a rare talent, a lifetime of fame, is ruined in an instant!

Ye Bai, whose experiment was successful, said embarrassedly,

"Sorry, I only guessed the spell that makes you transform, and I don't know how to get rid of this state."

Ye Bai raised the Heavenly King Sword in his hand and asked tentatively,

"How about I kill you again?

Didn't you say before that you can be resurrected? Let's make a deal first, the cost of resurrection will be deducted from your salary..."

Dracula:... Do something human, please!