Marvel Martial Arts

Chapter 211 Vampires Are Free and Democratic

According to the records in the dossier, Steve ran directly to the place where Count Dracula had appeared.

It was a very old church, slightly dilapidated, and in a very remote location.

Count Dracula likes this tune.

Steve pushed open the door of the church and walked in. There was no one in the church, and the whole church looked gloomy.

Steve kept walking, looking around, and walked deep into the church. He turned a few turns, opened a door, and saw a staircase leading to the ground.

It is recorded in the file that Count Dracula is in the basement of this church.

Steve raised his footsteps, but he had just stepped on the top of the stairs, and a gust of wind immediately blew up from the deep, bottom of the stairs.

Steve stopped in his tracks.

Although he has never met Count Dracula, there is no detailed record of Count Dracula's strength in the file.

However, based on the fact that Count Dracula alone was able to reach some kind of agreement with all the countries on the earth.

Count Dracula is definitely not a weak existence.

Although the practice during this period has made him several times stronger than before, his body already has nearly 50 years of internal strength.

But Steve still didn't dare to underestimate Count Dracula's strength.

He came here this time just to confirm this matter, not to fight Count Dracula.

So he was not able to show his fighting spirit for the time being.

Of course, if Count Dracula wants to fight him directly, he is not afraid.

Steve frowned and looked around the church, tightening the vibrating gold shield in his hand.

When he went to get the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, he naturally took the vibrating gold shield along the way.

Compared with other weapons, this shield is more to his liking.

As for the iron chain on the shield, he naturally discarded it directly.

It was windy inside the church.

Soon, there was a slight sound of footsteps coming up from the bottom of the stairs.

Steve opened his eyes and looked down the stairs, but the stairs were too deep, and there was no light at all.

He couldn't see what was inside the stairs at all.

It was also unclear what was coming up from the bottom of the stairs.

Compared to Steve's nervousness, it was obvious that the man coming up from the bottom of the stairs was very relaxed.

The footsteps are slow, without the slightest confusion, and sometimes they even skip around a bit.

Steve held his shield tightly, ready for battle.

He didn't wait too long, and soon a voice came from below.

"Welcome your dear guest, welcome to the Vampire's House." A lazy voice came up from below, the voice was slightly hoarse and very magnetic.

Steve smiled: "House of Vampires? That's a really bad name."

"Oh, dear guest, everyone's aesthetics are different. I respect your opinion, but there are some things that you need to personally integrate into to experience it better. How about it? Do you want to become a great vampire? ? Immortal, with the most powerful power and magic, become the most perfect race in this world."

The footsteps were still ringing, indicating that the other party hadn't fully walked up, but the other party's voice seemed to resound around Steve's ears.

Steve couldn't help sneering when he heard the other party's words: "The most perfect race? Is it a bat-like guy who needs to suck other people's blood, can't see the sun, and can only hide in the dark?"

"Yeah, like bats, how beautiful bats are, and who said we can't see the sun, but vampires can see the sun, isn't moonlight also sunshine? I can even walk to the street with you right now, bathing in the sun. "

"Then why don't you dare to come out and meet me?" Steve asked back.

"Why don't I dare? It's just that you didn't turn around, so you couldn't see it." The position of the voice suddenly changed, from the original 3D surround to behind Steve.

Steve turned around immediately, and immediately saw a pale and monstrous face appearing in front of him, with fangs on this face and red light shining in his eyes, he punched forward, stepped forward, The whole person moves backwards.

But his punch was empty.

"It makes me sad, I thought you were a guest." The voice sounded again.

Steve retreated and fell to the ground, suddenly felt that his footsteps were empty, and then the whole person rolled down the stairs directly.

He looked up and found himself in a very luxurious basement.

There were candles burning in the basement, an expensive red carpet, and all kinds of furniture made of precious metal, but it was still very dark.

And at the very end of the basement, there was a wooden chair, and there was a person sitting on the wooden chair. That person was wearing a suit, and he was no different from an ordinary person except for a slightly pale complexion.

It was the same face that had just appeared behind Steve.

Of course, Steve didn't know how the person in front of him was able to move back and forth like shifting shape in such a short period of time.

Steve clenched the shield in his hand even tighter, he felt a little regretful, and felt that he should make more preparations before coming over.

Although he has already overestimated the strength of Count Dracula, it is obvious that the strength displayed by Count Dracula at this moment is always beyond his imagination, and his previous estimation is like a joke.

"I thought you'd make yourself a better-looking chair." Steve smiled, not afraid.

The countless previous combat careers had only taught him to be more prepared in the face of danger, and he had never known what fear was, no matter who the opponent was.

Unfortunately, he didn't prepare enough this time.

"This is your misunderstanding of me and your prejudice against me. I just need a simple, lonely place where I can place my body." Count Dracula said with a smile.

"But those vampires under you don't seem to think so." Steve sneered.

"Then why don't you go to them and come here to me instead? They are not controlled by me. Although I have given them the greatest life and the most powerful power, I have not deprived them of their freedom. What they have done All the decisions they make are what they are willing to make." Count Dracula spread his hands with a look of incomprehension.

"I am a free and democratic person, and vampires are also a free and democratic race."

(End of this chapter)