The villainous young master just wants to live a Buddhist-like life.

　Blood Scythe

　He tried to cleave the blood dragon, but the blood dragon bit the blade of his scythe.

　But after a brief stalemate...

　The vampire count, suddenly exerting his strength, broke through the dragon's teeth's grip, and with a "hiss," the blade cleaved the dragon's blood from the corner of his mouth to his jaw!

　"Roar!"

　Having finally achieved a small victory, the vampire count let out a furious roar as if venting his anger.

　Vlad joined in with a loud laugh, saying, "It's all show and no substance!"

　at the same time.

　The vampire count has already shattered the blood dragon into more than a dozen pieces!

　However, Vlad was somewhat right; the blood dragon was indeed merely a shell of its former self.

　Basti Beast snapped its fingers, and the blood dragon, which had been cleaved into more than a dozen pieces, sprouted heads and tails, transforming into more than a dozen smaller blood dragons. Then, from multiple directions, they fiercely bit into the vampire count's body!

　As these dozen or so blood dragons devoured the vampire count, they also transformed their bodies into shackles, binding and tightly entwining him.

　One of the stalks even climbed onto its right arm, which was holding a sickle, and pulled the arm off, binding it tightly.

　With the dozen or so blood dragons exerting their strength, the vampire count screamed in agony.

　"Meow--"

　Only then did Bastimon walk up to the vampire count with a smile, then slightly tiptoe and raise its head.

　She looked up, her stunningly beautiful face meeting the eyes of the vampire count.

　Then she raised her hand and used her sharp nails to stab at the vampire count's forehead.

　A drop of blood pierced the pale, stiff skin between my fingertips.

　It overflowed.

　That drop of blood

　It had barely overflowed when it was sucked into the fingertip by Bastimon.

　It smiled charmingly, exuding a captivating allure.

　With a little more force, the fingertip pierced through the vampire count's forehead.

　The vampire's blood gushed out immediately!

　Vlad probably never imagined that his eight-star magical spirit, the Vampire Count, which he had created at great cost, would be defeated by a mere seven-star magical spirit.

　When the blood in the vampire count's body

　When Vlad was drained clean by the Basti Beast and gradually became like skin and bones,

　Realizing that their chances of survival were slim.

　He is the type who can be flexible and adaptable.

　Know when to back down.

　When it's time to push, push.

　Without hesitation, and without even bothering to adjust his expression, he uttered some harsh words and fled backward.

　The "light cavalry" that had been blocking the way stopped by the wall because of Dark's arrival, which gave him a clear path.

　The way to escape.

　Even while escaping, Vlad didn't forget to activate his last magic card.

　He threw the blood-red magic card backward with a thud, and a huge number of bats flew out of the card and swarmed towards Basti and Dark like bees!

　They look just like real bats.

　But in reality, they were just a swarm of phantoms.

　It was densely packed throughout the entire passageway.

　Vlad disappeared from Dark's sight.

　But he immediately shouted, "Bastimon, grab him!"

　"Meow!"

　Basdie meowed, casually tossing the drained drug-addicted Count aside. With a burst of strength, he leaped onto the wall, then used the momentum bar to pounce, bringing himself extremely close to the vampire Vlad!

　Vlad didn't need to turn his head to feel the magical spirit getting closer.

　He looked flustered, but his eyes flashed with a fierce light.

　With Robert's body, he was completely unable to wield his strength—

　Once captured, one can almost imagine the gruesome end of being killed.

　But what's even more terrifying is far from death.

　When Vlad was living inside Robert's body, he already had a basic understanding of the intelligence of this era.

　He knew very well that he was very likely to be "the last vampire"!

　Within St. Marian College, there are indeed a few professors with a "research obsession".

　If they fell into the hands of those professors, they probably wouldn't even be able to die.

　Vampires, being demons, are seen by some humans as nothing more than fish on a chopping board; dissecting and studying them would not evoke any psychological reaction.

　burden.

　Therefore, he absolutely cannot be arrested!

　Even death

　At this moment, the slowness rooted deep in the soul has already begun to rise.

　Vlad would rather die than become a fish on a chopping board!

　"But it's okay."

　He couldn't help but touch his chest, forcing a sinister smile across his panicked face.

　"There was also someone who was buried with him."

　"It's a worthwhile trade!"

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　But just when Vlad had made the decision to go down in flames, a glimmer of hope shone into his eyes.

　His "best friend," Witt Gold, suddenly burst out from around the corner!

　At first, Vlad thought that Witt Gold was also one of those who were trying to eliminate him.

　But then he suddenly realized that if Witt wanted to harm him, he wouldn't need to go through all this trouble.

　两人几乎形影不离。

　If Witt had known all along that he was parasitizing Robert's body, he probably would have been discovered by those unfathomable professors by now.

　They were surrounded by them.

　But since there isn't one now...

　A strange light flashed in Vlad's eyes, and the bloodlust in them quickly disappeared into the depths of his eyes.

　"Witt, run!"

　He rushed forward and grabbed Victor, who was already slowing down.

　"Hahaha!"

　Witt, panting heavily, hurriedly asked, "Robert, what are you doing here? I've been spotted by the golem!" Fratt dragged him around the corner, shouting, "I've been spotted by the golem too! Not just the golem, but the bats too!"

　"Where did these bats come from?" Witt turned to look, a swarm of bats obscuring his view.

　Vlad hurriedly replied, "How should I know? Anyway, run faster, I don't want to be locked up again!"

　But out of Witte's sight, Vlad slightly raised his left hand, his five fingers curled into a claw, and there was a hint of blood in the claw.

　The lingering atmosphere was filled with a sense of threat.

　Clearly, he felt more confident after acquiring new hostages.

　Robert was a worthless person in his eyes, not even worthy of being used as a hostage.

　But his "best friend" Victor is the son of a hero, an absolutely high-quality hostage.

　In fact.

　He soon discovered that the seven-star magical sprite had not followed.

　This made him immediately realize that his idea was completely correct.

　With Vittor God in hand, even the blond youth hesitated out of fear.

　After that, he only needs to

　A sudden glint of extreme greed flashed in Vlad's eyes!

　He has been patient for a long time.

　For a normal-oriented vampire, Vittor Gold was the most delicious food imaginable!

　But for the sake of his grand plan to "study hard and make progress every day," he endured, endured, and endured some more!

　Now that the parasite has been discovered, we can finally stop enduring it!

　First, transfer your soul into Witt Gold's body, then completely take over his body.

　Then take Robert's blood

　It absorbs completely and replenishes energy.

　Used to absorb and digest the special properties within Vittoria Gold's body.

　Once digestion is successful.

　He has the potential to return to his best form, or even become stronger!

　At that time, he will have the power to break through the barrier and escape from the academy.

　Unfortunately, his path to knowledge will also be cut off as a result.

　In that very short time, Vlad had already figured out what to do next.

　He seemed to feel that he had escaped danger. Even as he ran forward hand in hand with Victor,

　It sounded like the background music "I am the wind, you are the sand" was playing.

　After navigating the winding passages of the castle, the two, relying on their extensive experience, finally managed to escape the golem's pursuit.

　Vlad pulled Vittor into the classroom, panting heavily, "Finally shaken off, are you alright, Vittor?"

　"It's alright, it's alright," Witt said, a hint of green light flashing at the corner of his mouth as he supported himself on his knees.

　After a while, he asked in confusion, "Robert, what are you doing outside?"

　Vlad grinned and said, "I was just curious, so I followed you out. How about yours, hehehehe!"

　A hint of embarrassment crossed Vittor's face, and he said in a mournful voice, "Didn't you see? I was spotted by the golem as soon as I crossed the bridge. I barely managed to escape, but then it told me..."

　Vlad looked curious: "Tell you what?"

　Witt: "She said she lost a game of truth or dare and was forced to give me the chocolate. They went too far, even betting behind my back whether I'd get asked out!"

　Vlad couldn't help but look surprised, and suddenly felt pity for this "close friend".

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　Pity can't put food on the table.

　Vlad wouldn't abandon his plans because of such a small amount of pity.

　He asked, simply to satisfy his curiosity, "So, what about your girl? Didn't she run off with you?"