Each time the Red Dragon King clashed with Dracula, a blazing ball of flame would dance in the battlefield, just like the red lotus did. After about 30 minutes into the titanic clash, the Red Dragon King stopped. The areas where it had trampled upon had already turned into a sea of molten lava, covering the entire earth up.
"My double only has so much power. To think that you would have achieved such a level of mastery after only a few centuries; I can't afford to underestimate you. I'm tempted to appear in my true form to fight you again, but I can't leave," said the Red Dragon King somewhat reluctantly. He had reduced Dracula's lives by one third as promised, but he was now unable to continue fighting.
"Don't be so haughty, if you're just a double. Die!" replied Dracula as he ran the dragon over with a 100 meters long dragon-slaying spear of blood. The Red Dragon King was just a double, after all, and it was already close to vanishing after exhaus
"This man is so powerful. Is he really human?" All of the Infantes present were alarmed—they finally understood the disparity between Wang Xuanming and them. Dracula was using 90 per cent of his power, and they dared not go toe to toe with such terrible might even at the peak of their strength. Perhaps only Field in his prime condition could match such might, and none of the other Infantes was worth considering. This time, Field understood why Wang Xuanming had claimed that the Infantes were no match for him. This human's body was even tougher than that of Dracula, and his attacks were comparable in strength to Dracula's magic. "Seeker of Truth from the East—he's really has unlimited potential," thought Field. "Boom!" Wang Xuanming struck with the overpowering Break Heaven Fist again, and it came crashing down upon Dracula with a blinding golden light. The vampire returned the favor with one blow of his Blood Prison Demonic P
"Do you dare to fight me at full power?!" His shout reverberated throughout the entire world, shocking everyone. This man was speaking to the unbeatable Dracula, yet he was taunting the vampire to take him on at full power. No one present would ever forget the man's appearance. This was because, Wang Xuanming, who was bathed in gold light, had completely gone against the norm. Once, everyone thought of him as the most powerful God of War from the East, but the actions of his son, Wang Bugui, many years later changed their minds. "Fine, I'll fight you to the death, at the peak of my powers. I want to see for myself how great the disparity between humans and immortals are!" Dracula replied, agreeing to the fight. The magic circle on Dracula's hands began to emit a scarlet glow, and blood began dripping from his body. There were eyes of the same shade of red in the water, giving the blood a frightening appearance. The vampire lifted a han
With his final attack, Wang Xuanming suppressed Dracula with the overwhelming divine power of his God of War manifestation, forcing the vampire to remain rooted to his spot. No matter how Dracula raged, he was still evenly matched with the God of War and could not break free. Wang Xuanming had poured in all of his Dao and primordial spirit into the strike, not to mention the will of a God of War, a manifestation he awoke with his undying fighting spirit. The huge blood red seal came crashing upon Dracula, and no matter what he tried to do, he could not reverse his fate of being sealed again. "This type of seal will not contain me for long, and when I break free again, I'll exterminate all humankind by myself!" He roared angrily as he was sealed. "Chase down the remaining humans!" Nattiavelle ordered, and the remaining vampires went off after the human survivors. The surviving humans of the battle had remained behind to delay this wave
Not long later, Wang Bugui regained consciousness and immediately recollected something the moment his eyes opened. "Sister Chiou, where's Sister Chiou? Where is she?" He asked frantically. "Tell me! Where's Sister Chiou? Speak!" He said as he grabbed Druid's collar, upon noticing that both Merutia and him were still silent, their heads lowered. Druid shook his head in pity and remained quiet. Wang Bugui then turned to Merutia and saw tears stream down her cheeks. He let go of Druid and fell shakily to one side as he gazed at the opposite end of the Tower Bridge. He scrambled back onto his feet and tried running across, stumbling many times along the way but always getting back up. For the first time, he felt that the bridge was extremely long, and he had long lost his confidence and sense of status as a genius of the Blood Hunter Clan. He could only run toward the opposite end of the tower bridge as tears flowed from his eyes. He wished to s
Under the Tower Bridge, by the Thames. Wang Bugui picked up Hanae Chiou's weapons and squatted back down beside the pool of blood. He hugged the blood stained scythe and icy cold chain tightly as he looked at the pool, before turning his attention to the bits of gore strewn around his surroundings. He stared so hard that his eyes turned bloodshot, and his heart ached as though it had been pierced again and again by a sharp blade. "Ah! Sister Chiou, I'll never go against you again. I promise you that I'll become strong, so strong that nobody else in the world will dare take me on! Just you wait, I'll rescue you. I will!" He shrieked in agony, scaring off the birds in the surrounding wood. They fled in such a hurry that many of them began shedding feathers. Wang Bugui was unable to accept the fact that Hanae Chiou was dead, and he gritted his teeth so hard that they nearly broke. He began coughing out large mouthfuls of blood, but yet he could not stop h
"Brock, tell me the terms of your pact." Said Wang Bugui anxiously. "In fact, it's not hard. I don't wish to make a pact directly with you, but for you and Hanae Chiou to make a deal with each other to merge your souls. This is because she can only survive if your body becomes her soul's vassal." "If that happens, from now on, no matter how far away both of you are, you'll be able to sense each other's position and safety. Furthermore, you'll each be able to reap the result of the other's training. This is known as Simultaneous Training in the terminology of members of religious orders from the East. That said, it'll still be necessary to make a pact with me, if you agree." Said Brock. "Tell me your terms directly." Wang Bugui said, not wanting to waste any more time. "Fine, my terms are that you have to kill Dracula and bring his soul to me— Hanae Chiou's death is linked to him. How dare he kill my follower! A
Wang Bugui walked forward and absorbed Hanae Chiou's soul carefully into his body. He kept the soul of the beautiful woman in his heart as a reminder that he had to work hard on becoming stronger. He then transformed her weapons into energy and stored them in his left arm before walking up to Druid and Merutia. "Thank you for your concern before. I have to return to my clan to settle something and can't accompany both of you back." Wang Bugui said. "Bugui, I..." Druid did not know what to say. After all, all of his people had perished on the battlefield, and he alone was left. "Bugui, why don't you come with us. You are rather talented in every way, I believe Clara will tutor you in magic. Who knows, you can be the next Wisdom. Or, you could go to the Sanctuary Knighthood Hall. With your talent, I believe you can definitely become the strongest Seraph Knight. I believe both factions will agree to take you in; the Blood Hunter Clan has sa
Wang Bugui wore the crystal pendant around his neck, which was his most precious treasure now. He took some money from the manor, then started the manor magic system to block it. Seen from the outside, it was a quarantined waste area. If someone entered it, he would be trapped by the magic system, and only after three days could he be released. "The house will be full of warmth again, and it won't be too long. I will take all the responsibilities of the Blood Hunter Clan." After a glance at the house, Wang Bugui left. His goal was pretty clear. He must go to the East to study Taoism cultivation. Wang Xuanming's power was totally terrible, unparalleled, and amazing. He was comparable to the full-energy Dracula when his two forbidden arts were both put into effect; he even injured the Infantes seriously with a punch, and he failed eventually only because of the gap between the immortals and the mortals. Wang Bugui arrived at the world-famous Stonehenge, which w