Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 110 Dracula: "Move!"

"So, we can infer that all the people living on the mysterious island before were normal humans?"

"That's true. What's even more surprising is that more than a thousand years ago, missionaries came here to spread the gospel of Christ, which is why there are remains of churches on the island."

"That's strange. Could the technology of that era really support ships sailing to such distant seas?"

"Perhaps a shipwreck brought them here. Or perhaps the mysterious island more than a thousand years ago was still part of the continental plate. Look at the written records on these cultural relics. Many elements are surprisingly similar to those of inland civilizations."

Inside the submarine, the curator and his team were concentrating on studying the old English inscribed on the remains of the islanders, trying to uncover the long history of the mysterious island.

At this moment, Rango's figure passed by like a ghost.

He quickly took what he wanted from the travel bag on the ship. Then, a red flash of lightning appeared and his figure disappeared in an instant before anyone noticed.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived in a cave on a cliff by the sea.

At this time, in the slightly dim and deep cave, Mavis has turned into a human form, clinging to the cold stone wall, rubbing the corners of her clothes anxiously with her hands, and her eyes are flashing with a light of both nervousness and expectation.

Just now, after her passionate confession, Rango was stunned for a moment, then asked her to find a place to stay and he would be back after getting something.

During those days in the inn, although Mavis never left the house, she inadvertently heard some things about the relationship between men and women from the gossips of the witches and other travelers.

She had already vaguely guessed what Rango was going to get.

Therefore, using her keen ultrasonic perception, she quickly found a cave that was both hidden and tidy.

"Forehead"

Looking at the girl in front of him with a blushing face and unable to hide her shyness, Rango felt a little at a loss and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Rango."

Mavis mustered up her courage and walked gently in front of him. Her cheeks flushed as she whispered, "Is our relationship developing too fast? Besides, I want to save my first time for you in a cozy place like a hotel."

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When Rango heard this, he was shocked, then a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He tapped Mavis's forehead, his eyes full of pampering and helplessness.

What kind of pervert does this girl think she is? !
"Who said I was going to do that with you?"

Seeing Mavis covering her forehead with a wronged look on her face, Rango's heart softened. He rubbed her forehead gently, and then explained seriously: "Mei, I appreciate your kindness, but I must tell you that I already have a loved one outside."

As he spoke, he took out the cell phone that had been in his travel bag from his pocket.

Under Mavis's curious and puzzled gaze, he gently slid the screen to show a photo of himself and Gloria.

In the picture, Rango lies comfortably in Gloria's warm embrace, and their smiles are filled with happiness and satisfaction.

Next, a series of life photos were shown one by one.

Including Teddy and Toothless, and even McQueen and Megan, whom Mavis has never seen before.

The woman who had taken photos with Rango before was also in all the photos. They were like one big family, and everyone was close to each other.

"This little girl with long hair is called Megan. She is a robot, has mysophobia and is very talkative. This car with eyes and a mouth is called McQueen. It is the fastest car in the world."

Rango's fingers continued to slide down, and a photo of him sleeping with his eyes closed and Clare sitting on his face accidentally slipped out.

He immediately pretended not to see it and quickly scrolled past it, but the next few pictures were almost all explicit photos that Clare secretly took while he was asleep.

"Uh, haha, don't look at these, these are all fake photos."

Rango laughed it off, quickly turned off his phone and put it back in his pocket, then turned his gaze and gently fell on Mavis, who was still in a daze with a slightly dull look.

He sighed inwardly. If it was an ordinary woman, such as Laura, if she expressed her affection to him, he would just go with her and he would not have any psychological burden.

But facing this little bat who is only 118 years old, but as innocent as a newly bloomed flower,
To be honest, he felt that a playboy like him was not worthy of such an innocent and kind girl.

Of course, he was also a little worried that after he kidnapped Mavis, he would be troubled by Dracula, the daughter slave.

"you."

Mavis finally broke the silence, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice, "Do you love her very much?"

"of course."

Rango answered without any hesitation. He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears that fell from the corners of Mavis' eyes, his eyes full of sincerity.

"Mavis, you have all the good qualities I dream of, beautiful, kind, innocent, simple. Being with you feels like taking drugs. Of course, I'm not saying I'm really taking drugs."

"You know, when I see you, I think of a house, a house decorated with bright lights and full of people."

"But I shouldn't be the man of the house." Rango stroked her head and said sincerely, "You deserve a man who loves you wholeheartedly. He will cherish and protect you for his whole life."

Mavis lowered her head, trying not to let her eyes meet Rango's, tears quietly sliding down her cheeks.

Inside the cave, the air seemed to freeze until she said in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible, "I want to go home."

"Um"

Rango responded softly, his lips moving slightly, but he seemed unable to find more appropriate words to comfort her.

Come to think of it, he really didn't remember having flirted with Mavis. In fact, in his opinion, the reason why Mavis liked him was purely because he was the only human male she had seen in more than a hundred years.

At most, he is a little handsome, that's all.

He was both moved and helpless, and could only hope that time would allow Mavis to gradually get out of her loss and find the happiness that truly belonged to her.

Inside the Hotel Transylvania.

After Dracula fed several large bags of artificial plasma to his disabled father Vlad, he stretched lazily and looked out the window listlessly.

He hadn't seen his precious daughter for several days, and didn't know how she was doing during her adventures outside, or whether she was hurt.

Vlad looked at his distraught appearance and could not help but say: "You can't protect her forever. She is a bat. What runs in her blood is the endless yearning for the night sky and the desire to fly freely."

"If you mean the sky without humans, then I agree," Dracula shrugged.

Vlad shook his head helplessly. His view on human beings was actually the same as his son Dracula's. He also hated human beings, but he had great opinions about Dracula's educational methods.

He wanted to say something else, but Dracula's expression suddenly changed, as if he had caught some subtle signal. A hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, and then he turned into a bat and flew out of the window.

At this time, the hotel is located under the sea cliff.

A pair of periscopes shining with green light were slowly rising from the water, and Captain Nemo carefully examined the surrounding environment through them.

This time they set out from Lilliput, and sneaked along the winding edge of the island quietly to the south of the mysterious island, the territory of Hotel Transylvania.

In the past few decades, the Nautilus had only been here once, when Nemo witnessed the most terrifying scene in his life.

Countless horrible-looking monsters gathered together, enjoying worm-eaten cakes and drinking drinks that tasted like sulfuric acid. The scene still fills him with lingering fears.

If it weren't for Rango's strong request, he really wouldn't dare to come here again.

"We're here, Rango. Hurry up. This is not a place for us humans."

Nemo turned his head and shouted anxiously, Rango nodded slightly, and turned his eyes gently to Mavis, who had been silent since being rejected.

"May, can I take you home?"

"Um"

The submarine's hatch slowly opened, and Rango stepped out first, followed closely by Mavis who had transformed into a bat.

The two walked along the coastline, step by step, towards the hotel. On the way, neither of them spoke. Only the sound of footsteps and the murmur of waves lapping against the shore remained.

When they were almost at the hotel, Rango coughed lightly, breaking the silence, looked at Mavis beside him and smiled, "I'll just drop you off there. I don't think your dad would want to see me."

Mavis nodded silently, a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes.

Rango felt mixed emotions when he saw that she was in a low mood. He wanted to give her a hug, but the girl was still in bat form.

He could only gently tap Mavis's little head and comfort her: "Don't be too sad, I remember the address here very clearly, and I will definitely come to visit you when I have time in the future."

Mavis blinked her big watery eyes and asked aggrievedly, "Will you bring your girlfriend with you?"

"Of course not." Rango assured immediately.

In order to ease Mavis's mood, Rango racked his brains and finally came up with a line from a movie that was quite appropriate: "Mavis, you know what? Life is like a box of chocolates. No one knows what the next one will taste like. Maybe, we will meet again around a corner soon, right?"

Mavis nodded as if she understood. Just as she was about to speak, a faint and hurried voice came from a distance:
"etc."

The old vampire Victor had appeared in their sight at some point. He leaned against a tree trunk, his body looking extremely weak, but his eyes were full of humility and desire for Mavis.

When their eyes met, Victor fell to his knees desperately, with a gleam of despair in his eyes, and pleaded with Mavis:

"Please, give me some of your blood."

"How dare you eavesdrop on me?"

Seeing this, Rango was furious. He rushed forward and kicked Victor mercilessly. He thought he would encounter resistance, but was surprised to find that Victor didn't even have the strength to stand. He could only fall to the ground helplessly, his eyes still staring at Mavis, full of desire and despair.

"He is"

Mavis flapped her wings lightly, landed on Rango's shoulder, and explained in a low voice: "The blood power in his body is rapidly dissipating, just like a deflated balloon. His life span is probably coming to an end."

Victor nodded with a bitter look in his eyes, confirming Mavis's statement.

There were ancient records in the blood clan that the family of Dracula, the ancestor of vampires, mysteriously disappeared hundreds of years ago. They hid on a small island and opened an inn that exclusively served dark creatures.

Knowing that he did not have much time left to live, he funded countless expeditions over the past few decades and explored hundreds of deserted islands, but failed to find any trace of Dracula.

Until recently, when he heard the news about the mysterious island, he had a strong premonition in his heart that this island might be the place where Dracula's family lived in seclusion.

So, despite his declining health, he forced himself to come here, just to find a glimmer of hope.

He believed that as long as he could absorb the blood of the original vampire, he would be able to be reborn, immortal like Dracula, and completely free from the threat of aging and death.

And Mavis, as Dracula's direct descendant, her blood is undoubtedly the best substitute for him.

Thinking of this, Victor's eyes were filled with not only desire and expectation, but also a bit of greed.

It’s a pity that the little bat has been staying with that Winchester guy for the past few days, so he hasn’t been able to find an opportunity.

And if he doesn't take action this time, he may never have another chance in the future.

"Please, Miss Mavis."

Victor, who possesses endless wealth in human society, now kneels on the ground like a humble servant.

His eyes were fixed on the little bat on the man's shoulder, and he begged in a trembling voice: "Just one mouthful, no, just one drop of your blood will do, please pity an old man like me."

Rango looked speechlessly at the old man crawling on the ground in front of him. This was the first time he had seen someone ask for someone's blood right away.

Mavis was confused and scratched her head as she asked, "But what's the use of my blood? Dad never said that bat blood can prolong life. But you look so pitiful." As she said that, she was ready to bite her wings and squeeze out some blood for Victor.

Seeing this, Rango quickly tried to stop him and said helplessly, "Are you so confident in handing your blood to a vampire like him?"

"Well, he does look like he's going to die." Mavis' eyes were full of sympathy for Victor. "It's not a big loss for me to lose a drop of blood. Isn't it a good thing to save a person?"

"But you also have to distinguish whether you are saving good or tolerating evil."

Rango warned seriously, looking sharply at Victor on the ground.

When this old guy set out, his mental state was no different from that of a young man. He was even able to lead Jones and Laura on foot in the dark forest to find the ruins of the church. Later, he even killed several aliens alone.

After that, he still had enough energy to use his bat wings to follow Toothless across most of the dark forest.

He was so energetic before, how come he suddenly became so lifeless?
He looked at this guy carefully, and when he saw his chest, Rango's eyes froze.

His eyes searched Victor's body carefully, and finally stopped on his chest, where there seemed to be a foreign object moving slightly, causing his clothes to tremble slightly.

这 是
Rango thought of something, his face changed suddenly, and he jumped up!
He rushed to Victor and kicked him mercilessly, sending him crashing into a tree trunk in the distance!
Before Victor landed on the ground, Rango caught up like lightning, swooping down from a high altitude and accurately hitting his lumbar spine with a heavy elbow, knocking him heavily to the ground, raising a large cloud of dust!

Mavis, who was standing by, was a little surprised to see this, but she didn't say anything to stop it.

She looked at Victor in the center of the dust, a purple light flashed in her eyes, and then she lost her voice in shock: "He...he has the monster from the pyramid in his stomach!"

Rango nodded solemnly. He didn't expect that the old man was parasitized by the facehugger when he was in the pyramid.

No wonder his energy has deteriorated so quickly in the past two days. He is not dying of old age, but all the nutrients in his body have been absorbed by the alien egg.

Judging from the situation, the alien should be about to burst out of the body soon.

"Roar--!"

Victor suddenly let out a terrifying roar like an alien queen, and with a flash of his body, he appeared in front of Rango. His ten fingers turned into bloody blades, blocking his retreat.

What was even more frightening was that a gash appeared on his chest, and an alien head poked out hideously, ready to spray strong acid.

Rango quickly activated his [Sports Head] ability and flexibly dodged the series of attacks.

However, Victor seemed to have become one with the alien. Sharp limbs of the alien continued to emerge from all parts of his body, carrying strange bloody glows and approaching at an alarming speed.

His expression was twisted and crazy, and he had completely become a puppet of the alien, displaying unprecedented terrifying power.

I didn’t expect that aliens and vampires would be so interesting!
Although Rango was shocked, he was not panicked at all, because unlike the previous state when he was fighting the aliens in the pyramid, this time he could feel the blue lines on the palm of his hand stirring.

The system identified this thing as a supernatural creature!

Looking at the alien Victor who was about to reach him, Rango moved his right fist, lowered his waist, and prepared to use a rising dragon punch to kill this guy in one go.

However, in the next second, something strange happened and Victor's body solidified in mid-air!

Then, in front of this guy's horrified eyes, his whole body suddenly shrank rapidly until it became the size of a palm!
"This is."

Snapped--!
As Rango was stunned, a foot wearing exquisite leather shoes fell from the sky and easily crushed Victor into a pulp. The movement was so casual, as if crushing an insignificant insect.

"Oh~ My dear daughter! You are finally back!"

After Dracula casually wiped the soles of his shoes, he opened his arms to Mavis with excitement.

"Dad"

Mavis also excitedly leaned into Dracula's arms and rubbed her head against his cheek.

Rango looked at this heartwarming scene, his eyes swept over the remains that were trampled to death with a complicated look, and a stiff smile appeared on his face.

This Dracula's strength is a bit abnormal.

When Rango thought about facing Dracula's possible rage because of Mavis's injustice, his eyebrows raised, and then he coughed lightly with pretending to be calm, and said seriously: "Mr. Count, since Mavis has been sent back, I should leave now."

"Oh, are you in such a hurry?" Dracula said happily after hearing this: "Then we won't see you off. You know where the gate is. Goodbye, human boy."

Rango nodded with a smile, and waved goodbye to Mavis, whose eyes were filled with reluctance: "Goodbye, Mavis."

"Wait a moment!"

Just as Rango was about to turn around, Mavis suddenly flapped her wings and flew over, landing lightly in front of him.

The little bat closed his eyes tightly, mustered up his courage, and lightly touched his lips.
"plum"

There was a complex flash in Rango's eyes, showing both surprise and tenderness.

"It's just a parting greeting, yes! That's it!"

Mavis' cheeks flushed, and after a hurried explanation, she flapped her wings shyly and flew back into the hotel, leaving Rango standing there in a daze.

Rango touched his lips and was kissed by a bat. It felt really special.

However, before he could savor it, he suddenly felt his heart tighten, and the blue lines on the palm of his hand sent an unprecedented severe warning!
He turned his neck stiffly and slowly looked behind him.

Dracula was glaring at him with his blood-red eyes. The invisible sense of oppression seemed to be able to devour everything, making Rango feel as if he was facing a sleeping ancient beast.

I almost forgot that the ultimate daughter slave is still here!
Rango muttered to himself, quickly adjusted his state, clenched his fists, and was ready to activate the [Sports Head] ability at any time to escape!

"You bastard!"

Dracula shouted angrily, but to Rango's surprise, he did not attack. Instead, he transformed into a bat and followed Mavis, leaving only anger echoing in the air.

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After seeing this scene, Rango breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

If this guy really wants to teach me a lesson, I probably won't even have a chance to fight back.

But then again, it seemed that he had no right to fight back, after all, he was the one who made the mistake first.

After laughing at himself, Rango looked at the Hotel Transylvania not far away. He lit a cigarette and took a few deep puffs. Then he stamped out the cigarette butt and turned to leave with firm steps, never looking back.

On the roof of the hotel, Mavis was leaning in Dracula's arms, looking at his back in the distance with a lingering look.

In the deep sea, inside the diving Nautilus.

Both the air and the atmosphere were extremely depressing.

The curator and Jones's group were immersed in the mysteries of Old English, but Mavis, usually a lively figure, was not present at this moment. Without her innocent questions and playfulness, the whole scene seemed even more silent and monotonous.

Teddy and Toothless curled up lazily in the corner. Without the laughter brought by Mavis, they seemed listless.

Upon seeing this, the curator sighed softly, exchanged a helpless but tacit look with Princess Mary who was sitting at the table, and then slowly walked towards Rango who was lying on the wire bed with his eyes closed.

"Rango, Jones and the others are planning to explore the Land of Giants, but I'm no longer interested in this island and I'm going back first. Do you want to come with me?"

"Oh?"

When Rango heard this, his eyelids suddenly lifted, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Don't you need to investigate the customs and habits of the island anymore?"

The curator smiled and shook his head, then turned his eyes gently to Princess Mary beside him, "No need, I have found the most precious treasure on the mysterious island."

This romantic scene made Rango, who had just parted with Mavis, curl his lips.

Given the age difference and body shape difference between them, he was not optimistic about the combination of an old man and a young wife.

If Princess Mary had not been of noble status, he would have even suspected that the curator had been scammed. After all, the old man was worth billions, so it was not impossible that he had met a gold digger who was specifically after the inheritance.

"OK, let's go home first!"

Rango suddenly jumped up from the bed and regained his spirit. When he returned to New York, he would tell Gloria what he had given for her!
The other side of the island.

Dracula was dressed neatly, holding a carefully prepared plate in his hand, standing in front of a closed door, knocking on it lightly, and calling softly:

"My dear, you haven't eaten for a whole day. I asked the kitchen to make your favorite worm pudding. You..."

"I don't want to eat! You are not allowed to come in!"

Before he finished speaking, Mavis's lost but determined voice was heard in the room.

After hearing this, Dracula immediately grabbed his hair in worry. Ever since that human boy left, his beloved daughter had lost her appetite and stayed in the room all day looking out the window, as if she was expecting that guy to suddenly appear.

Dracula, who is anxious about his daughter's health, now wishes he could make Rango into a specimen and put it directly in the hotel!

"Don't try to persuade her, Dracula."

In the corridor, the old customers of Hotel Transylvania, including the werewolf, the mummy and Frankenstein, gathered together.

Werewolf Wayne smoked a cigar and said earnestly: "This is love, you won't understand."

"Love?" Dracula roared in dissatisfaction: "This is robbery! That human boy stole my daughter's heart!"

"Then what can you do?" Wayne raised his eyebrows and said, "As someone who has dozens of children, I can tell you responsibly that you have failed miserably in educating your children!"

"That's right." The bloated mummy followed up and added: "Worms, darkness, blood, and fear are necessary conditions for our monster lives, but romance, beauty, freedom, and love are the meaning of our lives!"

Frankenstein nodded in agreement, "My father always said that dreams are what make life bearable. You are depriving Mavis of her dreams. You are not a good father."

boom--!
These words were like a bolt from the blue, leaving Dracula frozen in place, muttering to himself: "I am not a good father?"

"Otherwise, you're not even a good innkeeper. Look at how long it has been since the garden was cleaned. It's full of smelly and dirty carnivorous plants!"

"And the same goes for the cemetery playground in the back. The way those skeletons scare monsters is getting more and more perfunctory!"

"Kitchen! The cooking skills of the hotel chef are getting worse and worse. Damn it, if this wasn't the only hotel on the island, I would really want to ask you to refund my annual membership fee!"

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"Shut up!"

Listening to the constant complaints from his old friends, Dracula couldn't bear it anymore and yelled.

Then, after a moment of silence, he burst out with a shocking decision: "Move! Hotel Transylvania is moving to New York!!!"

squeak--!
At this moment, the door that had been closed all day suddenly opened.

Mavis looked at Dracula expectantly with her watery eyes, "Are you serious, Dad?"

Dracula looked at his daughter, and an unprecedented tenderness and self-blame surged in his heart. He gently stroked Mavis's hair and said sincerely:
"I used to think the worst case scenario was that you left me, but now I know that what makes me saddest is that you are unhappy."

"To New York!" he promised. "We'll move the hotel to New York tomorrow!"

"yeah--!"

Mavis excitedly threw herself into Dracula's arms and said happily, "You are the best dad in the world!"

Unlike the father and daughter who were enjoying their parent-child moment, the many monsters in the corridor were looking at each other in bewilderment.

Hotel Transylvania is the only place where they can gather and play on the island. What will they do if they move away?
Could it be possible that he would go to New York with us?
(End of this chapter)