As Lin Fenggang and Victor entered the control room one after the other, the light suddenly dimmed, and a chill ran through them.

Before they could react, the sensation beneath their feet changed. The darkness emanating from the control room instantly engulfed them, spreading into the corridor behind them and penetrating every crevice.

"careful!"

The belated reminder had barely left Victor's lips when the two found themselves suddenly in a magnificent ancient castle hall.

Moonlight, as white as jade, streamed through the broken stained-glass windows of the main hall, followed by a chilling cold that made their souls tremble, sweeping from all around them to every pore.

As the cold air transformed into pairs of scarlet pupils shining from behind the moonlight, the two froze on the spot.

"Click-click-click!"

Long-dormant footsteps emerged from behind the moonlight, followed by a growing number of bloodthirsty gazes that surrounded them.

"Stranger, I smell something unfamiliar on you..."

A voice filled with oppressive force appeared, and Lin Feng suppressed his trembling and looked in the direction from which the voice came, towards the man in the main hall whose aura was rising.

Lord of Shadows, the evil dragon Dracula!

Those bright red eyes, shining in the shadow of the throne, were like a crimson moon reflected in his soul.

The stranger refers to his appearance, while the unfamiliar scent is the demonic power emanating from him. At this moment, his heart is filled with chilling coldness, and the surrounding light dims, bringing a faint feeling of dizziness.

Lin Feng's will was momentarily dazed, but in the next instant, his suddenly clear will shone brightly under this immense pressure, and a pair of crimson-yellow eyes stared directly at Dracula.

Immediately afterwards, his right hand made a gesture, and a mysterious aura immediately caused the demon city to tremble.

Suddenly, a tiny crack appeared behind him. The presence of the crack caused Dracula's nonchalant attitude to vanish, prompting him to crush the cup in his hand and quickly step down from the throne.

call!

Several hissing red flames spewed from the cracks, carving out an area belonging only to Lin Feng in this dark castle and blocking the opponent's advance.

In an instant, the monsters hiding behind the moonlight were so frightened that they hid back inside, not daring to make a sound.

Until a ray of light opened from within, billowing crimson flames poured out, illuminating the hall and lifting a divine eye even larger than the red moon, rising into the sky behind Lin Feng.

The Taoist guardian deity, the head of the five hundred spirit officials, is known as the Great Spirit Official of the Capital Heaven, and his full title is the Primordial Chief General, the Loyal Heart Protector of the Tao, the Three-Five Fire Chariot King, the Heavenly Lord of Mighty Spirit Manifestation, Wang Shan, Wang Lingguan!

Victor stared blankly at the billowing crimson flames. Unbeknownst to him, a white phantom silently appeared behind him, also staring blankly at this suddenly appearing...god.

"Oh!"

With a glance around, the divine eye looked at Lin Feng with interest, then at Dracula, before immediately withdrawing its Crimson Flame Divine Power.

"I was a little nervous just now..." Lin Feng quickly apologized in his heart, and the pressure that Dracula had imposed on his soul also dissipated at the same time.

Wang Lingguan didn't pay attention, gave a barely perceptible yawn, and then disappeared.

At this moment, Dracula's gaze suddenly swept past Lin Feng and fixed on the white light on Victor's body. But before he could move, the white light suddenly dispersed and disappeared into his castle as if fleeing.

"Lord Dracula, what business do you have with us?" Lin Feng noticed Dracula's gaze and subtly moved his feet to block the other's cannibalistic eyes.

Victor felt a sense of relief, but he had already taken out a purple crystal, ready to fight at any moment.

"Didn't you... send me here?"

Dracula frowned, and a dark aura spread across the ground, but it did not enter the area that the divine eye had just illuminated.

"I'm just reminding you... who exactly are the people behind these things?" Lin Feng was slightly nervous again, but still answered normally: "We can't beat them, and you just happen to be looking for them, but we can't find you, so we had no choice but to do this."

As he played the broadcasts in various neighborhoods, he left some clues, such as the voice that spoke his name during the broadcasts being his own, and several key broadcast points being under the pharmaceutical advertising signs of this gas factory.

"Heh..." Dracula chuckled, turned and walked to his throne, sitting down again: "So, after I kill them, you'll come and kill me?"

Lin Feng didn't answer, but glanced back at Victor and stepped aside.

Victor swallowed hard, his deep voice echoing through the hall: "I am Victor Belmont, commander of the Brotherhood of Light, guardian of humanity, the last Belmont..."

Last place... Lin Feng listened to those words silently.

“We thought you were dead!” Victor roared as he uttered his last words.

Dracula shifted his position, resting his hand on his cheek, his voice softening slightly: "I am immortal...you will never remember that."

Victor stepped forward and asked urgently, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Dracula scoffed: "None of your business!"

“No, I know about you. The Belmont family has never abandoned its mission!” Victor continued walking forward. “Humanity needs your help. We are already contacting factories around the world to produce an antidote. We just need you to eliminate the demon behind it all so we can end this disaster!”

Dracula's gaze was intense as he jumped from Victor onto Lin Feng.

"He did all of this for me, investigating the antidote!" Victor raised his voice, drawing Dracula's attention back.

"I was just looking for a way to break the dark curse on me, but I didn't expect to encounter such a big thing as soon as I arrived here," Lin Feng said, sticking his head out before shutting his mouth.

Dracula remained silent, his crimson eyes returning to Victor.

For some reason, a sense of anxiety arose in his heart. After waking up from his deep sleep, his memory became chaotic, and he vaguely felt that he had forgotten something in some corner of his mind.

Just as he was in a state of confusion, a little boy appeared beside Dracula and pointed at Victor: "Father, the last piece is on him."

Fragments?

Upon hearing this, Victor pulled a shard of glass from his chest that was hanging from a rope.

Fragments of the Mirror of Destiny.

It wasn't just the advertisement Lin Feng played; it was also guiding Dracula back to the poison gas factory and leading him to Lin Feng and the others.

Victor glanced at the picture frame in the little boy's hand, thought for a moment, then ripped off the rope and threw it at the boy.

As the fragments flew by, Dracula stood up, caught them, and gently handed them to the little boy, his previous agitation completely gone.

Just then, an unsettling atmosphere suddenly permeated the tranquil hall. Bloodstains began to seep from beneath their feet, continuously overflowing the ground and gushing forth as fountains of blood.

Filthy blood, the dark side of Dracula hidden beneath the castle.

Looking around, Dracula also noticed the problem, grabbed the little boy who was about to restore the Mirror of Fate, and jumped dozens of meters high.

Monsters lurking in the shadows scattered and fled. The castle floor shattered, the walls collapsed, and filthy, dark blood burst forth from the cracks, forming a pool of blood that supported a massive and chaotic monster of flesh and blood.

Just as Lin Feng and Victor were about to escape, the filthy blood did not cover their feet; instead, it avoided them, creating a safe zone.

"That was close." Lin Feng immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the value of the Spirit Official Technique in his mind rose several levels.

Although the incantation was taught to help him deal with his inner demons, there are many kinds of inner demons, such as Dracula's imposing aura just now.

At that moment, Dracula handed the little boy in his arms to Victor. The instant he released the boy, the red figure soared into the sky, his robes fluttering wildly, like a cannonball crashing into the monster rising from the pool of blood.

boom!

The blood pool boiled, and a series of intense collisions came from the surging blood waves. In an instant, the blood waves that exploded were frozen in the air, and in another instant, they were shattered by an explosive aura, turning into a sky full of blood mist.

Boom!

A series of impacts echoed from within the blood mist. The ground beneath Lin Feng and the others cracked, and a foul aura instantly penetrated this safe zone, assaulting them.

"Go!" Seeing that Victor was trying to put up a fight, Lin Feng shouted.

Upon hearing this, Victor immediately picked up the little boy, and a pair of radiant angel wings appeared on his back, scattering countless white light spots that opened a passage for them in the filthy blood.

Before long, the atmosphere inside the hall became even more chaotic. Streaks of deep red light, like flying blades, scattered and danced in all directions, obliterating all obstacles around them and bursting out with a beam of light that shot into the sky.

Until Dracula reappeared, the area was completely reduced to ruins.