Heeding Dracula's threats, Long Aomin was not afraid. He mocked with a cold laugh, "I don't have time to cater to your emotions..."

Having said that, he stomped his foot and suddenly leaped up.

The earth-shattering force of that jump stunned Greed Wolf, who was standing not far away, forcing him to sit down again.

Boom—

The next second, accompanied by another roar, a surge of fierce wind was released from Long Aomin's front, rushing towards Dracula.

This was the [Dragon Knight]'s Skill Three—[Dragon Soaring Wing Slash]: In mid-leap, unleash a wind attack like a dragon spreading its wings, attacking all targets in a straight line ahead (including friendly fire).

"Hmph... petty tricks..." Dracula snorted coldly, instantly transforming from a bat back into human form, and flicked his cape behind him.

Just as [Dragon Soaring Wing Slash] was about to hit him, a black pillar of light, perpendicular to the ground, instantly appeared, enveloping Dracula's figure.

Immediately afterward, the fierce wind "passed through the light", diagonally blasting through the ceiling above the hall. And that pillar of light quickly contracted, disappearing with Dracula from the players' sight.

Two seconds later, the same pillar of light appeared again about ten meters away, sending Dracula back.

"Phase shift?" Greed Wolf, witnessing this move, immediately stated the Count's method.

Indeed, the Count was using a technique similar to phase shift, and his "invincible judgment" time was very long... As long as the pillar of light appeared, even if it didn't completely cover his body, he would be considered to have "entered the phase space." At this time, any attack that did not possess hyperspace destructive power was useless against him. Similarly, when he moved to another coordinate through the pillar of light, he was also in an invincible state until the pillar of light completely disappeared.

By the way, the cooldown time for the Count's skill... was only six seconds.

A skill like this, with invincibility and displacement, would have a cooldown time of at least half an hour if it were converted into a skill card that players could learn, but the Boss had privileges; it was just that unreasonable.

Of course, this move also had weaknesses. As long as one understood the pattern of the skill, one could see two exploitable flaws: First, the maximum distance that could be reached with each move was only twenty meters, and the Count's horizontal height remained unchanged when he appeared; second, the time for the pillar of light to appear and disappear, as well as the time spent moving, were fixed, and the Count himself could not move until he was completely out of the pillar of light.

However... Long Aomin and Greed Wolf did not possess Feng Bujue's ability to "observe data." It was impossible for them to grasp the pattern of the skill after seeing it only once. In fact, even if they saw it four or five times, they could not be one hundred percent sure whether the "pattern" they had discerned was a certainty or something the Boss intentionally created. Therefore, they had no way to crack this move for the time being.

"As a Demon King..." Long Aomin landed from mid-air and stood tall, looking at Dracula, "...to be beaten and run away by me, isn't that a bit too unsightly?"

Brother Long was very excited now, but he hadn't lost his mind. He could also see that Dracula was much stronger than him in terms of mobility. If the other party were to flee with all his might, even the [Dragon Knight]'s form, with its strong offense and defense, would be useless. So... he used a very simple but often very effective method—the aggressive tactic.

However, Dracula's reaction was...

"Your provocations are meaningless to me." The Count's tone was calm, and his expression was natural. The body that had been shattered by [Divine Dragon Tail Swing] had also completely recovered when he transformed back from a bat. "On the contrary, this behavior of yours has exposed a lot of information that is unfavorable to you..." As he spoke, he increased his hovering altitude, moving away from Brother Long a bit. "First, your speed can't catch up with me, so you can only provoke me to take the initiative to fight. Second, the dragon breath and wind pressure you released just now... that is, your ranged attack ability, cannot be activated repeatedly in a short period of time. Third, this power of yours at this moment... must have a time limit, right?"

After Dracula finished speaking, before Brother Long could respond, Greed Wolf was already cursing in his heart, "Can this Boss's intelligence be any higher? This analytical ability is already stronger than most players, isn't it? How are we supposed to play this?"

"Hoo—" After a few seconds, Long Aomin let out a long breath. "I really can't do anything... I admit defeat."

In the blink of an eye, most of the fighting spirit on his body dissipated, and his battle qi also sharply decreased by ninety percent.

"What?" Greed Wolf was shocked, and he was shocked along with all the viewers watching the livestream.

"Hey! After several hundred chapters, you finally had a chance to have a part, and you even exploded with power, and this is how you end it?"

Okay, the above sentence wasn't said by Greed Wolf, but I said it on behalf of everyone.

"My situation has already been seen through by the other party, and this guy isn't the type to seek death... what else can I do?" Long Aomin turned to look at Greed Wolf and shrugged. "Could it be that I can fly into the sky?"

"Yes, a very correct judgment." Dracula, floating high in the air, nodded in agreement after hearing this. "Rather than making futile attempts, it's better to..."

He couldn't finish his words because, in that instant, his vampire instincts allowed him to capture a trace of deadly aura...

Roar—

In that second, another dragon roar suddenly sounded.

The surging energy bloomed like an explosion, causing the air in the entire space to stagnate.

Obviously, Long Aomin's convergence of his aura was not a genuine "admission of defeat". His words were merely intended to lower the enemy's guard.

The move he unleashed at this moment required him to hold his breath and concentrate, instantly bursting out his Dragon Battle Qi to activate it—[Flying Dragon in the Sky].

A dragon shadow appeared, and Brother Long rose into the sky like a soaring dragon. He held the Orichalcum Shield in front of him, and his entire being hurtled towards Dracula like a missile.

The speed and explosive power of this move were absolutely not inferior to any S-level ultimate skill. Even facing Shiva's Soul Intent [Eye of Destruction] directly... the outcome would not be certain.

Simply put... with the strength of Dracula as a Boss, he couldn't take this move head-on.

The Count was certainly not the kind of person who would face a guaranteed-death blow head-on, but he was very clear that he could not dodge this impact with a phase shift, because the energy of [Flying Dragon in the Sky] indicated that it could definitely affect matter in the phase space to some extent.

"To think I'd be forced to this extent..." In that flash of lightning, Dracula thought to himself, "Do I have to reveal 'that form'..."

Unexpectedly! At this moment, an unforeseen event occurred!

A giant shadow... emerged from who knows where. It actually leaped in front of Dracula with a speed similar to Long Aomin's... desperately blocking the attack.

Bang—

Half a second later, a loud bang was heard.

The Orichalcum Shield collided with that giant shadow, smashing it to pieces.

The impact of the air surged through the entire hall like a storm. Long Aomin fell downward due to a backlash, crashing heavily onto the ground. After landing, the [Dragon Knight] transformation effect quickly faded from his body, and his survival points suffered great damage.

And Dracula... under the protection of that giant shadow, was unharmed.

Greed Wolf had basically recovered from the negative effects of [Lingering Breath]. Without thinking, he immediately rushed forward and cast a healing skill on Brother Long.

He knew very well... that there wasn't a second to waste. As long as Brother Long lay there for about ten seconds, Dracula could kill them both.

But... the Count, who was in the air, didn't seem to have any intention of taking advantage of the situation to pursue the attack.

He floated in mid-air, looking at the shattered, flying fragments in front of him, standing still for two seconds.

Then, the Count moved slightly and reached out to grab one of the pieces. And that piece... was Frankenstein's head.

"Old friend, you didn't have to do this," Dracula said with a slight expression, holding Frankenstein's face in both hands.

"I... companion... do something... I... happy..." The scientist's head squeezed out a few words from his throat intermittently, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"Rest in peace, old friend. I think... we'll meet again soon," Dracula said, looking down at the two players on the ground. Then, he still didn't launch an attack, but instead, holding his companion's head, silently flew away through the hole in the ceiling...

…………

Late, eleven fifty-five PM, the end of [Forgotten Courtyard].

Here, was the passage to the land of [Chaos], and also the origin of the black pillar of light that spewed out when the castle appeared.

From here, one could see the sky, but not the sky of the human world, but a deep blue alien sky dotted with various bizarre sights.

The vast space was built with purple, blue, and white bricks. There were also some Greek-style columns and sculptures standing around, respectively surrounded by roses and thorns, which was a rather bizarre combination.

Puff—Puff—

Accompanied by the sound of flapping wings, a bat flew from afar.

Before long, it transformed into a human and landed suddenly.

"Where's Feng Bujue?" Dracula looked at the two little girls in front of him and asked coldly.

"He has other things to attend to." Ruoyu faced the Demon King in front of her with a cold expression, responding calmly.

"What about the amulet?" Dracula asked again.

"It's here with me," Xiao Ling replied, standing behind Ruoyu. As she spoke, she picked up the item and showed it to the Count.

The Count's gaze swept across their faces. After a moment of silence, he spoke again, "You don't intend to destroy it... do you?"

"No." At this point, the players no longer needed to hide anything. Ruoyu gave an affirmative answer.

"You..." Dracula looked at Xiao Ling again. "You want to use the spell to activate the 'Opening the Gates of Purgatory' ritual, is that right?"

"That's right," Xiao Ling also replied.

"As I thought..." Dracula muttered in a deep voice.

"Unfortunately, we can't let you have your way," Ruoyu replied indifferently.

"Mr. Dracula, if you want to blame someone... blame that guy called Feng Bujue," Xiao Ling joked with the Count mischievously at this time. "Anytime, when something terrible happens to you, you can attribute the problem to three things—one is the world's fault, two is Tokiomi's fault, and three is Feng Bujue's fault."

"Terrible?" Dracula repeated this word and snorted softly, "Hmph... it seems you've misunderstood..."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of both players changed.

"I've long realized your true purpose," Dracula continued. "Did you think I really couldn't hear your conversations in the castle?"

"I wouldn't say so..." Xiao Ling didn't quite believe the other party's statement. "If you really knew our plan from the beginning, why would you pretend to know nothing and come to help us?"

"It's very simple," Dracula spread out his hands. "From the very beginning, I never intended to destroy the amulet..."

…………

At the same moment, the top floor of [Clock Tower].

The dim sky and the giant clock tower formed the backdrop here. On a wide expanse of gray stone tile, a short figure in a purple long suit stood with his hands behind his back.

His collar fluttered in the wind, and his not-so-long, soft hair was already disheveled in the wind.

"The two of you... are here just in time." Hearing the sound of footsteps, Feng Bujue looked up at the large clock and said leisurely.

Greed Wolf and Long Aomin, who had just walked up to this platform from the stairs, also immediately recognized Brother Jue's back.

"The reason for deliberately delaying until nearly midnight to lure us here..." Greed Wolf took a few steps forward and asked, "...can you explain it?"

"Go watch the replay yourself after the match," Feng Bujue turned around and replied indifferently. "Facing opponents like you, I have to be more cautious... Revealing information to you before everything is settled would increase your chances of making a comeback."

"Heh... what a truly cruel strategist..." Greed Wolf said again, "But... even if you don't say it, I can guess a thing or two." He paused for two seconds and continued, "Right now, your teammates aren't here, which means they're busy with something else. Combining that with you forcefully dragging the match time to midnight... can I assume... your team received a mission related to the 'ritual' in the opening CG?"

"No comment." Feng Bujue was unmoved, responding to the other party with these four words unhurriedly. His tone and expression... didn't reveal any flaws at all, making it impossible for his opponents to catch any psychological activity.

"Brother Feng," Long Ge also spoke at this time. "I won't beat around the bush. I'll tell you something practical..." He patted his chest. "Our condition is still pretty good right now. Our stamina isn't full, and our skills have been somewhat depleted, but at least we still have seventy percent of our fighting strength." He raised his arm and pointed at Brother Jue. "And you have been waiting comfortably. Even if you're not in perfect condition, you're not far from it."

"Heh..." Brother Long laughed magnanimously. "Brother Feng, how confident are you in winning against the two of us in this situation?"

"Good question." As Feng Bujue spoke, he raised one hand, and a deck of shining poker cards appeared in his hand.

Greed Wolf and Long Aomin both knew that this was the [Death Poker], but the Death Poker at this moment was very different from what they had seen before. The poker cards that originally emitted golden light had become a form that was overflowing with "black light".

"If you have to ask me to say it..." Brother Jue replied decisively, "...one hundred percent."