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An hour before dawn, the museum exhibits that had been partying all night began to return to their respective places.

Van Helsing and Anna returned to the underground warehouse hand in hand. Van Helsing found a new wooden board to cover the broken door panel and repaired the destroyed magic circle.

The two hugged each other and stroked Anna's hair: "Don't worry, you will become complete soon."

Anna kissed her again, turned around and stood on the booth with her name engraved on it.

The magic board in the Wonderful Museum has limited capabilities and can only awaken some of the souls of the wax figures in the river of time. This is why everyone seems confused when they are awakened for the first time.

Soulless works of art will also be given a short life, but only part of people's understanding of them will be retained, and others may be biased.

For example, the Tyrannosaurus rex skeleton retains its ferocious nature, but has the habit of a dog picking up bones.

Another example is the finger-sized Octavian and cowboys. They retained the habits of their time and knew their own names, but they could not tell what they did before waking up.

Everything is due to the incompleteness of the soul and the cognitive filling of the magic board, making them look more like living people.

And the current Anna is not complete. Her real soul has ascended to heaven after Dracula died. She is now just a incomplete trace in the long river of time and the completion of Van Helsing's knowledge of her.

Anna stood back on the platform, and Van Helsing took out an old parchment and placed it on the ground.

He took out the dagger and cut the palm of his hand. The blade cut through the skin and smoke erupted. Dark red blood flowed from the wound and fell onto the parchment roll.

In order to prevent the werewolf blood from quickly healing its wounds, he used a silver dagger.

The blood flowed low, and the parchment absorbed the blood like absorbent paper. With the chanting of complicated and long spells, the room slowly became cold and dark.

Time passed by, and Anna standing on the platform looked a little anxious.

Her lover has been kneeling on the ground for a long time, and the blood dripping from his hands has not stopped for a moment. The parchment has been completely stained red by the blood, as if it had just been fished out of the bloody water.

Slowly, the sheepskin seemed to have absorbed enough blood, and a faint red light spread in the room.

Following the magic circle drawn with chalk, energy quickly filled the entire room, making the dark room even more depressing and terrifying.

Anna looked at all this with a complicated expression. She didn't expect that this man could stay for her for a hundred years, let alone that she would have the chance to be resurrected again.

The souls of the family have been redeemed, so what if they are tainted by darkness and return to the human world? They have sacrificed so much for God, but what they get in return is the annihilation of the entire family!

He secretly made up his mind that even if the soul summoning failed this time, he would continue to be with his lover.

Even if you can only live in this castle called the Museum, for the sake of love, there is nothing to worry about!

Suddenly, the two people in the room felt a sense of connection, and a bright light suddenly lit up on the dark ceiling.

During the ceremony, Van Helsing's eyes were complicated, but he suddenly pulled out a short-barreled shotgun loaded with shotgun.

boom!

The gunfire rang out, and Anna was startled. The light gradually dissipated, and a pair of huge and white wings appeared in the room.

The wings slowly opened, and a pretty face appeared in front of them.

What a beautiful face it was. The moment it appeared, it seemed that the dark and evil room became dazzling.

Wearing a simple white linen gown, he carries a red cross sword at his waist. He has blond hair and a determined gaze.

She slowly stretched out her right hand, her long white fingers slowly opened, and lead bullets fell to the ground one after another.

Ta...tap...tat...

Every shot that fell to the ground seemed to hit Van Helsing in the heart. His bullets did not cause any harm to her.

The red lips parted slightly, and even Anna, a woman, couldn't help but start making her moving voice.

"Gabriel, how long has it been before you are going to betray my lord?"

Because of Yunwei, her voice is hoarse and neutral, coupled with her flat chest, people can't help but doubt her or his true gender.

Wait, Gabriel?

Anna was stunned, but she saw Van Helsing, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up and threw away the silver dagger and shotgun.

With a gloomy face: "Michael, where is Anna's soul?"

what?

Anna was completely confused. There were only three of them here. If the angel in front of her was Archangel Michael, then who was Gabriel he called?

His eyes trembled slightly, his heart beating wildly as he looked at his lover whose palms were still bleeding.

Michael's solemn expression did not change at all. He stretched out his left hand and slowly opened it, and a ball of light emitting soft white light appeared in his hand.

Anna's eyes were blurry, as if she had been attracted by the light group, and a strong desire surged into her heart, and she wanted to rush forward and merge with it immediately.

The light ball also trembled slightly, and was squeezed into the palm of the hand again before it was about to leave the white palm.

Looking at the clenched fingers, Anna felt empty in her heart, as if her most important thing had been taken away.

"The Villeless family has all ascended to heaven. They are fighting for the Lord and have all been promoted to the rank of battle angels."

"That's good, now give me Anna's soul."

Van Helsing was unmoved and reached out to ask for it again.

Michael put the ball of light into his arms. Although he didn't make any expression, it could make people feel contempt and ridicule.

"Gabriel, you have indeed fallen."

His eyes scanned up and down Van Helsing: "Even your divinity colluded with Satan not long ago and was demoted to the mortal world. You have lost the qualification to return to heaven."

"Give me Anna's soul."

"Do you know who discovered it? Constantine, a human who is loyal to my lord, I heard that you guys seem to be still friends."

"I don't want to say it a third time, give me Anna's soul!"

Van Helsing's face was gloomy, the wound on his bleeding palm had recovered, silver light flowed in his right hand, and the pulse cannon was attached to his right hand.

Michael's eyes fell on the pulse cannon, and his unchanging expression finally revealed a sneer: "Stupid human technology."

Bang!

No longer wanting to continue talking nonsense, Van Helsing raised his hand and fired.

But Michael stood there without making any movement. The pulse cannon penetrated directly through his body and shot on the wall behind him. The black air surged and absorbed the pulse energy.

"Even you know how to set up magic barriers to avoid affecting the outside world. This also shows that technology is not as good as magic. Do you think you can defeat me with this?"

"Hehehe...this barrier is not used to deal with you."

Suddenly, a sinister voice came from the darkness, and Michael's expression changed slightly.

With the crisp sound of leather shoes hitting the ground, an old gentleman holding a sheep's head cane walked out of the darkness.

Looking at the archangel with white wings on his back, the old man took out a handkerchief and put it on the tip of his nose.

"Don't you guys know how to take a bath? You really stink!"

Hearing the old man's complaints, Anna couldn't help but twitch her nose and smell the smell in the air.

In addition to the bloody smell left by Van Helsing earlier, with the arrival of the archangel, the air in the room smelled of sunshine.

That is the purifying power brought by the angelic persona. Even if it is not actively used, it will slowly purify the surrounding environment. This is simply more pungent than 84 disinfectant to dark creatures.

Archangel Michael's voice became heavy and angry, and his right hand was placed on the hilt of the red cross sword at his waist.

"Mephisto!"

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