Chapter 1114: Dracula who committed suicide
"That's right, the resurrection speed is faster than my recovery from my injuries."
Maya sighed, opened her right hand, and came to the bats with a Vientiane Heavenly Lead.
"Whoa—"
The gray bat, which was ordinary, suddenly changed, its size swelled to the size of a bowl, its eyes were as red as lamps and candles, and two sharp canine teeth were drilled out of its lips.
With the gravitational pull, the bat's wings dancing hard emitted strings of dense black smoke, and the bat's body gradually blurred in the black smoke......
"Whoosh!"
The illusory swarm of demon bats broke free from the gravitational blockade and turned into bundles of black arrows, rushing into the distance.
"Thorn la la!"
The silver-blue lightning illuminated the dark night sky, and a hundred-meter-long and wide thunderbolt giant palm appeared out of thin air.
Before the bats could shift their direction, the giant palm scooped it into the palm of his hand, "Shh
With a roasted snort, the bats converge into Dracula.
Maya's "thunder hand" continued to squeeze hard, and the sound of burning meat continued, and the smell of burnt meat was endless, and the miserable wail was endless......
In the end, the howl stopped abruptly, and two green smoke rose between the fingers of the thunder and lightning giant palm.
Dracula, pawn!
Maya smiled slightly, her mood feeling a little better.
Three minutes later, it was still the above-ground burial chamber at the edge of the cemetery, or the broken door of the burial chamber, a bat probed its head and looked outside the door for a while, and then "hulala", a group of bats scattered and fled from all parts of the burial chamber.
In an instant, there were one or two bats on all sides of the cemetery.
"Old De, where to escape!"
Maya smiled indifferently and said lightly: "Breathe the wind!" ”
"Whoa-la-"
There was a sudden strong wind over the cemetery, and almost instantly, a tornado 100 meters high and 10 meters in diameter was formed.
"Sneer—"
The scalpel-like blade of wind in the tornado splits the bat into two, two into four, and four ...... In an instant, the azure tornado was dyed black and red, and the strange fishy smell even penetrated the town a few hundred meters away.
A minute later, the tornado disappeared, and three minutes later, the noise of the townspeople outside the cemetery could be heard, and the dim glow of the electric lights... The bats never reappeared.
Maya smiled slightly, and her figure disappeared into the Carpathian Mountains, and the next moment......
"Old De, where to escape!"
In Hamburg, Germany, on the north bank of the Elbe, in the bell tower of the Michel Church, Maya clasps her hands to her chest and looks leisurely.
"Pig-killing knife, unsheathed." She looked at the flying bat group and smiled lightly.
"Boom!"
A pig-killing knife in the shape of a quarter circle suddenly appeared in front of Maya.
As far as the eye can see, where the heart goes, the black knife comes in an instant.
"Boom", I saw a pitch-black knife flash around the bat's body, and almost instantly, all the bats were split into two.
Before Dracula was formed, he became a dead soul under the knife.
Three minutes later, in front of the golden cross in the main hall of Notre Dame Cathedral, Maya smiled lightly.
"Old De, where to escape!"
Ten minutes later, St. Paul's Cathedral in London, England......
"Old De, where to escape!"
Half an hour, one hour, two hours, five hours......
Churches in dozens of countries in Europe, Asia, Africa, the Americas, well, are all churches.
The earth, the hell, the small plane, the space gap......
That's right, Dracula has been resurrected in Hell a few times, and Maya has been chasing after him with astral projections.
"Old De, don't waste your efforts. No matter how many times you are resurrected, I will catch you at the point of resurrection. Maya said with a smile like a flower.
Seeing her smile, Dracula, who was holding the tomb and gasping for breath, shuddered violently.
"What the hell do you want to do?" Dracula's voice was dry.
"Dracula, I see that you are extremely intelligent and talented, and I want to accept you as a disciple." Maya is serious.
"Disciple? Damn, am I having bad ears, or are you crazy? Dracula's eyes were full of incredulity.
Maya's smile on her face retracted, and her expression became solemn: "Dracula, you have done all the bad things in your life, which can be called a great crime, and today, you should have been corrected on the spot."
Be as merciful as I am, and take pity on what you have learned, and I am willing to save you from the sea of suffering.
Such a good thing, and a quick decision! ”
"Decision? Good! ”
Dracula bared his fangs, raised a middle finger, and mocked: "Come, you come, come and correct me on the spot!" ”
"You monkey, uh, bat, and let the teacher teach you a good job, death is not punishment, but - liberation!"
With a loud shout, Maya's slender right palm quickly grew larger in mid-air, and when it landed on top of Dracula's head, it was as large as a mountain.
"Five Elements Seal!"
"Bang!"
The right palm eventually became a real boulder, and Dracula was crushed under the five-hundred-meter-high Five Finger Mountain.
Well, five slender fingers, the same style as Maya's touch.
"It's so naïve, you think I'm going to be like that stupid monkey, surrendered by a mere five hundred years of seals?
Haha, let's get through it.
Five thousand years, fifty thousand years, five hundred thousand years, the sea is dry and rotten, eternal life and eternity... I am me, the ancestor of vampires of eternal freedom! Dracula yelled as he pouted.
At this time, he looked extremely embarrassed, his big oily and slippery back was scattered, his fair and handsome face was covered with dust, and his red stand-up collar cloak was torn into strips of rags.
The key is his posture, contrary to Sun Wukong's head outside and his body pressed into the cave, Dracula's waist and abdomen are exposed outside the peak, and his waist, abdomen, torso, and head are stuck under the Five Elements Mountain.
Maya looked at the hellish scene around her, uh, this is the Hellish Flame Plains.
A group of snake demons occupies a corner of the plain, and it is at the bottom of the snake demon altar that Dracula is resurrected.
"Dracula, I've heard that there are lust demons and succubi in hell, well, even these snake demons are divided into men and women... Are you sure you'll last 500 years? Monkey King, that's no one to bother, are you ......?"
Maya covered her mouth and giggled for a while, tilted her head and said, "I really left?" ”
Dracula didn't know what to think, and he didn't scream as hard as before, but he didn't open his mouth to beg for mercy, just buried his head in the pit and was silent.
"Huh!"
Maya revokes the mirror space and disappears herself.
The 500-meter white jade-like peak was very striking in the scorched black plain full of flames and smoke, and in a short time, more than a hundred snake demons surrounded it.
"Hey, there's a vampire here that has lost its magical powers, we can ......"
"Whew!"
Well, the lead snake demon wants to use it for food. Dracula's thigh was so conspicuous that it tentatively slashed down.
"Thorn-boom!"
A chain of snow-bright lightning flew from Wuzhi Mountain, and directly split the snake demon into charcoal.
......
After some temptation, after one night, all the demons in the Flame Plains knew that the snake demon in the northeast corner had a strange peak, and a strange vampire was imprisoned under the peak.
A vampire who can't eat, can't hurt, but can play with it wantonly.
The next day, the vampire began to moan in the middle of the blow, "Ahhh
After Maya left, she never went to see her Five Finger Mountain again.
So, Dracula experienced three days and three nights that will never be forgotten.
Well, it's not like he can't hold on.
Instead, the matter spread, and the Demon Lord also came.
Lord-level demons with a minimum of six dimensions.
Maya's Five Finger Mountain can indeed continue to absorb Dracula's magic power, but she is only a junior god, and Dracula is only five dimensions.
So, the seal was broken.
Dracula chose to commit suicide to cleanse his unclean body.