Villains of All Worlds: Starting with the Beautiful Vampire Bride.

Chapter 1 I am Dracula

The world of Dracula Untold is the Middle Ages, 1460.

Dark Place: Broken Tooth Mountain.

Under the chilly sky, dark clouds rolled, cold winds blew, and lightning flashed like murderous demons, cutting through the dark night sky and attacking the mysterious figure on the distant mountain top.

"I see! No wonder there are always some strange images appearing in my mind since I was born. It turns out that I have traveled through time and space and been reborn."

The man was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, wearing a black Gothic classical windbreaker lined with soft armor, and had a rather strange expression on his face.

"So in this life, I am the ancestor of vampires, Dracula!?"

"Well, if that's the case."

"Cough cough~"

The man coughed a few times in a serious tone, then suddenly looked up at the sky, pointed his hand at the sky and said:
"This world, be prepared to tremble for my coming!"

As the words fell, the dark clouds, lightning, and strong winds in the sky instantly dissipated, and the air fell into silence for a moment.

"Fuck! What's going on!" A classic Chinese curse instantly came out of his mouth.

Looking at the dark clouds, strong winds, and lightning that disappeared in an instant, Vlad was instantly shocked.

"Hey, system, system, are you playing tricks on me?" Vlad suddenly shouted mysteriously into the air.

"Ahem~! It seems not." After a while, Vlad found that there was nothing unusual. He raised his hand and coughed awkwardly, and finally returned to normal.

"Hu~" He exhaled lightly.

Vlad pinched his brows with a headache and said, "Damn, after my memory came back, I feel a little uncomfortable. I'm almost going schizophrenic."

Impacted by the memories of his past life, Vlad had just done something so immature in his excitement that he almost felt like he was going to burst out of the house.

If anyone who knew Vlad saw this scene, they would never have thought that the infamous Grand Duke Vlad the Impaler would have such a childish and ridiculous side.

At this time, the dark clouds dispersed, the moonlight shone, and Vlad stood on the top of the mountain. Under the moonlight, he exuded a mysterious and evil aura.

Looking back at the dark cave behind him, Vlad's eyes showed a moment of thought.

From his fully awakened memories of his past life, he learned that in ten years he would face the tragedy of his country being destroyed, his family being ruined, and his wife dying tragically.

It was also during that time that, unable to resist, he chose to make a deal with the devil and became the first generation vampire, Dracula.

Since I have become the original vampire ten years in advance, does it mean that I can prevent the tragedy from happening?
Sensing the powerful force contained in his body, Vlad suddenly made a move and grabbed the cliff beside him at lightning speed.

With just a slight force from his fingers, the originally indestructible hard rock turned into powder residue in an instant like tofu.

Looking at the rock powder scattered in the wind in his palm, Vlad couldn't help but sigh: "What a powerful force."

Then he looked intently towards the forest below the mountain. The thick night seemed to be nothing to him.

Not only could it not block his vision, he could even see through the layers of obstructions and easily find the animals in the forest.

At the same time, within a radius of several miles, streams were flowing, crickets were chirping, hares were running, and mosquitoes were flapping their wings. Without exception, the sounds were all heard clearly, as if they were equipped with loudspeakers.

"It's getting late. It's time to go back." Vlad muttered to himself, looking up at the sky.

Vlad was the most trusted right-hand man of the old Sultan of the Ottoman Empire. This time he was ordered by the old Sultan to go to Transylvania to quell the rebellion.

It was just that when he passed by Broken Tooth Mountain, influenced by his memories of his past life, he felt that here he would have the opportunity to change his destiny.

So driven by his strong curiosity, he came to Broken Tooth Mountain and became the vampire Dracula ten years ahead of schedule!

And all memories of the previous life were fully awakened.

At this time, Vlad had already understood the fate he would face in the future, and he decided not to repeat the same mistake.

Taking a deep breath, Vlad took a deep look at the cave behind him, his eyes turning into determination.

Vlad moved, ran forward, rushed out of the cliff, and his body instantly scattered into a group of bats, like a ghost, howling and rushing towards the distant darkness.

"Travel through time and rebirth? Haha, it looks like this world is going to be lively!"

The capital of the Principality of Transylvania.

At dawn, the rising morning light shines on the valley plain.

The armor was fierce and the spears were everywhere. Under the early morning light, it looked like a steel forest emitting a sharp and cold light, covering the sky and blocking the sun. Vlad was riding on a vigorous warhorse and felt uncomfortable under the early morning light.

"Sure enough, the legend that vampires are afraid of sunlight is true!"

Looking at my palms exposed in the morning light, I felt waves of numbness, itchiness and soreness. Although it was a bit uncomfortable, it was bearable.

"But if we do this, I'm afraid I'll be burned to death when the midday sun is at its strongest." Vlad murmured, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

According to the memories of his past life, in the American TV series Dracula: Year One, he was able to walk normally in the sun at the end, which means...

"It seems that it's because of lack of strength." Vlad looked up at the small city in front of him and muttered, "And we need to make changes."

Thinking back to the memories of his previous life, in "Dracula Year One", it was ten years later that he made a deal with the devil and became a vampire because he was forced by the new Sultan of the Ottoman Empire.

But in the end, his country was destroyed, his family was ruined, and his wife died tragically.

But at this moment, because of his memories of his past life, he became a vampire ten years earlier. It seems that history can be changed!
Vlad understood that because of his appearance, the world would probably slowly deviate from its original trajectory.

But so what, as long as it benefits me.

Thinking about how he would end up with his country destroyed, his family ruined, and his wife dying tragically.

Suddenly, a surge of pent-up anger rose up.

"Unless I'm mentally ill!" Red light flashed in his black pupils, and an evil aura enveloped his body.

Dozens of generals and bodyguards nearby felt instantly enveloped by an eerie chill and shivered one after another.

A burst of cursing was heard, and everyone thought it was because of the cold weather.

Putting his hand back into the black cloak, Vlad raised his head to the sky, with a strange red light flashing in his eyes. In a moment, the clear sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, and gusts of cold wind, lightning and thunder resounded throughout the entire plain.

"Damn, this damn weather, how can it change so suddenly!"

"It was fine just now, why is it suddenly going to rain?"

"........."

Vlad listened to the dissatisfied complaints of the soldiers around him, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and felt waves of weakness coming from his body. An unprecedented bloodthirsty desire instantly enveloped his heart.

"I didn't expect that the weather could really be controlled! But the cost is a bit too high."

He pinched his brows, suppressed the bloodthirsty desire that suddenly arose in his heart, and forced his gaze away from the neck of the guard beside him, looking towards the city wall in the distance.

"Attack!" Vlad waved his arm and ordered the herald beside him.

As the order was given, huge rocks covered the sky and fell heavily on the capital of Transylvania.

The rain of arrows was so dense that the sky could not be seen. They were shot towards the city, giving people a desperate fear.

This is a battle with a huge disparity in strength.

The entire Principality of Transylvania has an army of no more than a thousand people!
How could they possibly be a match for the elite Ottoman army led by Vlad?

As Transylvania came under the terror of the Ottoman army's long-range attacks, the siege was rapidly launched with overwhelming force.

Don't give the enemy any chance to breathe!

The Royal Palace of the Transylvanian capital.

"You beast! How dare you murder your own father?"

"Hahahaha, you actually asked me, how dare I?"

The man was dressed in black aristocratic clothes, had curly black hair, and had a crazy smile.

"Not only will I kill him, I won't let you go either!"

The man's fingers slowly stroked the charming fair face of the girl in front of him, and a hint of lust passed across the man's face.

"No, you're crazy, you're already crazy!" A trace of horror flashed in the girl's eyes. Looking at the man in front of her who had already fallen into madness, the girl suddenly became afraid.

But with her hands and feet tied, the girl could only crawl frantically on the ground.

Looking at the tall and attractive figure of the girl in front of him, her plump and slender legs, and her powerless struggle in fear, the man couldn't help but become even more excited.

(End of this chapter)