Dracula seized the opportunity and said confidently,
"When trouble comes at home, I'll vomit up as much blood as I swallowed!"
"No, we're all civilized people. Just stand still and let me chop you up."
Ye Bai said sincerely, "I'll only chop once."
I mean what I say, and I will never cut more than what I promised.
Dracula's lips twitched, and the red lightning seemed to replay in his pupils, making every cell in his body tremble and shudder.
Getting struck by a sword is worse than letting him die!
You call this kind of outrageous behavior civilized?
After taking care of Dracula in a few minutes, Ye Bai turned his attention back to killing monsters.
“Drive all the mushroom monsters over from the other side of your cursed land.”
"Follow your wishes."
Dracula bowed slightly and transformed into countless blood bats that flew into the sky.
Soon, the sound of mushroom monsters running could be heard from the other side of the Cursed Land.
"Wind Fury!"
"A single spark can start a prairie fire!"
Ye Bai lit a fire at the edge of the cursed land.
After Windfury's cooldown was over, Ye Bai unleashed Windfury again.
Then he began to chant.
"The raging sea!"
A fully charged 60-second spell can summon 120 layers of waves.
With the blessing of Windfury, it can be stacked up to 360 layers!
Ye Bai had accumulated a lot of rage points in the previous battles, and he added them all to [Water-type skill damage], which increased the damage by an additional 5%.
Every minute that passes means sixty seconds have passed.
Ye Bai also finished chanting at that moment.
Splash—
A wave of water rushed forward, crashing into the mushroom monster and causing considerable damage.
Before they could even react, more waves surged in!
No, it shouldn't be called waves!
Behind Ye Bai, a sea surged forth!
brush--
Above the raging sea, the sparks of war continue to spread wildly, and countless mushroom monsters perish in the fire and the sea.
On the sea of fire, the crimson bat, now restored to its Duke-level strength, flapped its wings and coldly watched the mushroom monster's demise.
Although bats are warm-blooded animals
But at this moment, Dracula's blood was cold.
He knew very well the source of all this—his kind master, the embodiment of the demon lord, the insulator of benevolence, the civilized Asura.
The longer Dracula spent with Shura, the more he understood one thing:
Even if it means being a pig, never be an enemy of a demon!
When dealing with enemies, we always use swift and decisive methods.
boom--
It thundered.
The bat jerked violently, regaining its human form and standing in the raging sea.
In Dracula's utterly shocked eyes, the scene of what had just happened remained, lingering for a long time.
The moment all the mushroom monsters died, a powerful level 198 BOSS descended, gathering all the power of this cursed land.
Even against monsters of the same level, Dracula would find it incredibly troublesome. Just as it descended, red lightning struck.
Under the thunder, no one survived.
It leaves only ashes in the same spot as proof that it once existed in this world.
No matter how many times I watch it, I am always utterly awestruck by this thunder; such feelings are beyond words.
Coming to his senses, Dracula looked into the distance.
Beneath the thunder and above the raging sea, the only figure standing is Shura.
Dracula slowly bowed, his eyelids lowered, his face full of obsequiousness. A drop of blood fell from between his brows and disappeared into the sea of fury.
The raging sea was tinged with a faint red, like a drunken girl.
"I offer you my humble loyalty."
Dracula, kneeling in the raging sea, spoke softly.
"My master."
"Lord Shura."
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