Chapter 143: People die when they are killed, and vampires are no exception (Please vote!)

"This pot, I'm not taking it."

Fan Haixin curled his lips and turned to look at Zheng Zha, asking, "Edward, didn't you say you used to live in Romania? Do you know anyone here?"

"Ah, this... that was many years ago. The people I knew have long since died; I'm afraid I can't be of much help."

Zheng Zha gave an awkward smile, barely managing to round out the lie.

"I see..."

Fan Haixin looked enlightened. Just as he was pondering how to explain their intentions to the townspeople, Zhan Lan, who had been standing beside Wu Xian, stepped forward a few paces. With a smile, an invisible wave of mental power spread out, quickly sweeping over the surrounding townspeople.

A moment later, the townspeople, who had originally been full of indifference, all showed a trace of confusion in their expressions.

After coming to their senses, when they looked at Fan Haixin and the members of Team Zhongzhou again, they became warm and hospitable, as if they were seeing family members returning from a long journey; some even greeted them enthusiastically.

This bizarre scene made Fan Haixin's hair stand on end. Looking at Zhan Lan, his eyes changed; he wondered if this woman had used the same trick on him.

"The lord here is not present."

Zhan Lan retracted her psychic ability and looked at Wu Xian, saying, "Princess Anna and her brother, Prince Velkan, are attempting to capture a werewolf. I have already found their approximate location. Should we go over and take a look?"

Hearing this, the members of Team Zhongzhou all understood that this was the plot from the movie.

And if they went to help now, they might be able to prevent Prince Velkan from being infected with the werewolf virus, which alone would be worth a C-rank side quest.

"Need you ask? Of course we're going to help!"

Fan Haixin's eyes lit up. On the way, Edward (Zheng Zha) had already informed him of Dracula's weakness: he feared the werewolf virus. Once bitten by a werewolf in a vital spot and infected with its toxin, he would die immediately.

Of course, this was the setting in the movie. Considering the Lord God's habit of frequently modifying settings, Team Zhongzhou didn't hold much hope for this weakness of Dracula's; they could only try it out first, and if it didn't work, they would figure something else out.

As for how to kill Dracula, Wu Xian wasn't worried at all. After all, people die when they are killed, gods are no exception, and vampires are naturally no exception.

If he couldn't be killed, it only meant they weren't strong enough yet; there was no other reason.

Several kilometers away, in a forest covered by accumulated snow, a thick log stood in the soil, and tied to it was a handsome young man with curly hair.

He was seen with his hands raised, tied backward to the log, looking like he had been kidnapped.

But if one observed carefully, they would find that the rope around his wrists was very loose, not even a slipknot; he could break free with a slight movement. He was clearly pretending to be tied up to "fish."

The young man's name was Velkan. He was the first heir to this territory and the only son of the Valerious family in this generation, so he was also called Prince Velkan. He also had a sister named Anna, who was the heroine of the movie *Fan Haixin*.

Speaking of which, one has to mention the background setting of the lord here, the heroine's family.

The story begins 450 years ago. A knight named Valerious once swore to God that he would destroy the vampire king Dracula; otherwise, his family would never be able to enter heaven, and their souls would never find peace.

Undoubtedly, he failed. More than four hundred years had passed, and Dracula was still living comfortably, while their family was on the verge of extinction.

In the opening of the movie *Fan Haixin*, the descendant of that knight, the Gypsy King Boris Valerious, went missing mysteriously; nine times out of ten, he was already dead.

Therefore, the only ones left in the entire Valerious family were Prince Velkan and his sister, Princess Anna.

Before destroying Dracula, if both of them met with misfortune, then including them, their nine preceding generations would also be unable to enter heaven and obtain salvation.

Therefore, whether for self-preservation or to let their ancestors rest in peace, the siblings did not want to sit and wait for death. They were determined to destroy Dracula, even if they had to die for it, they would find a way to splash blood on him.

For example, right now, besides having Prince Velkan as bait, his sister Princess Anna and several servants were hiding in the bushes, ready to trigger traps at any time to capture and kill the werewolf, a minion of Count Dracula.

"Awoooo—"

Just then, a faint wolf howl echoed through the snow-covered dense forest. Velkan subconsciously tensed his whole body, wanting to use talking to himself to relieve the pressure.

Suddenly, a huge black shadow accompanied by a hiss rushed out from the dense forest and pounced directly in front of Velkan.

Seeing the black shadow attacking, Velkan's mind went blank, but his body reacted instinctively, as if he had practiced it countless times. He grabbed the rope hard, flipped over, and stood on the log, dodging the surprise attack by a hair's breadth.

Looking closely, the true appearance of the black shadow was clearly reflected in his eyes: it was a gray werewolf over two meters tall.

"Roar, roar, roar—!!!"

Realizing he had been tricked, the werewolf was furious. Just as it was about to jump and grab Velkan, it saw him step on the log and jump upward, grabbing the hanging rope in mid-air.

At the same time, someone in the bushes turned the pulley to pull Velkan high up, making him dodge the werewolf's claws again. As long as nothing went wrong, they would be able to use the trap to contain the werewolf and then surround and kill it.

But as expected, an accident happened!

Just as things were developing according to plan, the pulley pulling Velkan suddenly jammed, leaving him suspended in mid-air, far from a safe distance.

Just as everyone was panicking, the werewolf roared and climbed onto the log, its huge body jumping repeatedly, each swipe of its claws getting closer to Velkan, scaring him into screaming and shouting, "Pull me up quickly!"

"Velkan!!"

Seeing her brother in mortal danger, Princess Anna could no longer care about anything else. She pushed aside the servants who were trying to stop her, drew her ancestor's knightly sword, and charged toward the werewolf.

Perhaps because both siblings were targets, the werewolf, upon seeing Anna, immediately abandoned the agile Velkan and roared as it jumped off the log, then... fell into a pit.

Seeing this, the servants who had been waiting for a long time cut the trap rope. The next second, a huge iron cage rose from the big pit, and the foolish werewolf was trapped inside.

Soon, more people ran out from the bushes, each holding a gun and firing at the werewolf, causing blood to splatter and the werewolf to roar in anger, but it wouldn't die!

That's right, even though they knew beforehand that only silver weapons could cause damage to werewolves, when executing the plan, only Velkan's gun had silver bullets. It was purely a case of "plot necessity."

However, another accident occurred. Just as Velkan was drawing his pistol, he was hit by the rising cage, causing the pistol to drop to the ground. Except for Anna, everyone seemed blind and subconsciously ignored it.

Just like that, a group of grown men fired their pistols for half a day, but the werewolf was fine. Anna was anxious and was about to go pick up the revolver loaded with silver bullets.

As a result, a certain "tracing master" happened to break the hanging rope in mid-air, causing the big iron cage to fall from the sky.

Anna cursed in her heart and dodged by rolling, but the iron cage shattered, allowing the werewolf to escape.

Looking at the little beauty... no, the hunting target right in front of it, a lecherous smile appeared on that ferocious wolf face.

Anna: "..."

Bang—!!!

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out. The werewolf's shoulder exploded in a spray of blood, half of it nearly broken off, causing the entire wolf to fly backward, rolling twice on the ground before stopping with a whimper.

Werewolves in this world possess powerful self-healing abilities; as long as they aren't wounded by silver weapons, they can recover in a short time.

The intense pain stimulated the werewolf's bestial nature. It roared and looked toward the source of the gunshot, wanting to see which despicable villain had ambushed it.

However, just as it raised its head, it saw a fist the size of a sandbag magnifying in its field of vision, and then...

Bang—!!!

(End of chapter)