An hour later.
Dracula was lying limply on the ground with a look of despair.
He didn't know what kind of bad luck he was in. Every time he went out, he would encounter a big boss blocking the door.
That's right, it's the big BOSS.
Whether it was the Bald Woman before or the Du Mu in front of me, they were not messengers of justice in the eyes of Dracula.
He himself is also a mage who has practiced Black Magic. Naturally, he can see that Bald Woman does not use serious magic. The Black Magic aura on his body is even stronger than that of his Vampire king.
At first Dracula thought he had met some big shot in the Black Magic world, and was so frightened that he gave up on the spot.
As for Du Mu, there is no need to say more.
With his appearance and style, I wouldn't even believe that he is a good person.
To sum up, there is no good person in Sorcerer Supreme. Maybe the title Sorcerer Supreme means the same thing as the Demon King.
Du Mu narrowed his eyes. "Are you secretly scolding me in your heart?"
Dracula froze and quickly denied it. "How is it possible? There is absolutely no such thing!"
He has already seen that the person in front of him is extremely small-minded.
He just made a provocation, but in the next second he was pinned to the ground by dozens of black tentacles and whipped like a spinning top.
The most outrageous thing is that these tentacles actually have Holy Light on them!
How is this different from whipping someone with a whip dipped in salt water!?
Du Mu said happily, "Don't be so nervous. We at Sorcerer Supreme always pay attention to principles in doing things. Just now you took the initiative to admit your mistake, and I won't embarrass you."
Dracula The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Fifty minutes ago, he was planning to surrender and beg for mercy. Who knew that as soon as he opened his mouth, he was directly hit with a set of Holy Light five hundred lashes, knocking the words he asked for mercy back into his stomach.
He is sure that Du Mu did it on purpose, what a bullshit principle!
Dracula wanted to refute Du Mu's principle, but Du Mu couldn't help but smile, "Yes, yes, Sorcerer Supreme is right."
"Not bad, children can be taught."
Du Mu was quite satisfied with Dracula's change of attitude.
This ancient Western method is so easy to use. Dracula is such an unruly Vampire king. After taking it for a while, his eyes became clear.
Du Mu said, "Dracula, since you haven't made any big mistakes yet, I can give you a chance to atone for your sins."
"What chance?"
Hearing this, Dracula was not happy at all, but became vigilant.
Du Mu said bluntly, "I have read the Darkhold you wrote. I know it is a pirated copy. You should have seen the genuine Darkhold, right? Tell me all the information you know."
He just tried to read Dracula's thoughts, but this guy's mental structure was very strange and he couldn't read any information. He could only rely on questioning to get information.
Dracula's face suddenly changed, and he snorted coldly, "You want me to help you, it's impossible!"
After all, he is the king of Vampire, and he has dignity. After receiving a severe beating, he still helps Du Mu. Do you really think that he Dracula is some soft persimmon that can be easily manipulated?
"Do you know how I got here these days?"
"Since I was summoned, I haven't even had a sip of my favorite human's blood, and I've been imprisoned until now."
Dracula became more and more angry as he spoke, with an unusually firm look on his face. "I'll put my words here. Even if I, Dracula, were beaten to death or starved to death, I would never help you... You guessed it right, I have indeed seen the real Darkhold."
He took the human blood bag thrown by Du Mu, changed his face instantly, and answered the question seriously while sucking blood.
The blood smells so delicious!
Du Mu asked, "When did you see Darkhold?"
Dracula swallowed a mouthful of blood and licked the corner of his lips. "Just a few hundred years ago, when Darkhold was in the hands of Vampire Supreme Lord Varnae, I once read it and wrote down part of the content."
The first Vampire born from Varnae, Marvel Universe is the source of all Vampire in the world.
He was originally a great wizard of the lost civilization Atlantis. Later, he discovered that human beings have limits, so he ceased to be a human being. So he read Darkhold, and according to the taboos Ritual recorded in the book, he transformed himself into a dark creature Vampire.
But later Varnae got tired of living, so he passed on his strength to Dracula.
"Where is that Darkhold now?"
Dracula shook his head. "Varnae took Darkhold away at that time, and I don't know where he will go next."
Du Mu frowned. "Is there any way to find this genuine Darkhold?"
"No."
Dracula shook his head decisively.
Du Mu chuckled, "Dracula, you are dishonest. If you tell me, I will treat you to drink the blood of an eighteen-year-old virgin."
As soon as these words came out, Dracula's eyes instantly lit up.
"I want three hundred bags!"
Du Mu rolled his eyes. "How can there be so much? In this country, the blood of an 18-year-old virgin is scarcer than the blood of a panda. Fifty packs at most. Do you want it?"
"Deal!"
Dracula immediately agreed, coughed twice, straightened his face, and slowly explained, "There is another way to locate Darkhold. I remember that Darkhold recorded a Black Magic, which can teleport to the area where Darkhold is located, but this spell takes a while to arrange."
"How long will it take?"
Dracula hesitated. "I'm not very proficient in this magic. It may take about two hours."
Du Mu nodded. "Okay, let's get ready now. The thing is done, and the fifty packs of blood will be handed over to you."
Dracula knows that he can't resist Du Mu.
Instead of getting whipped, it's better to cooperate obediently and still make a living.
While Dracula was squatting on the ground and carving Magic Array, Du Mu directly contacted Hydra and ordered them to collect the target's blood.
However, the stock of this kind of blood is indeed very small, and large quantities can only be purchased through imported channels, which cannot be obtained within a short period of time locally.
But Du Mu is not a person who goes back on his word, he must do what he promised, let Hydra find a way on his own, and he must get enough quantity no matter what.
Two hours flew by.
The ground is already covered with dense black runes, and the lines are twisted and entangled, looking oozing and weird.
Dracula stopped what he was doing and looked up at Du Mu: "As long as you activate this Magic Array, you can establish a spiritual connection with Darkhold and directly open the transmission channel to the location of Darkhold."
Du Mu was very satisfied after hearing this. "Thank you for your hard work. Let's have a drink of tea and take a break."
Dracula was speechless. "I am Vampire, I don't drink tea."
Du Mu grinned. "I know, this is not ordinary tea, but brewed with blood, from the blood of an eighteen-year-old virgin."
As he spoke, he raised the cup filled with bright red liquid and handed it over.
The rich blood smell drifted into the nasal cavity, Dracula couldn't help but swallow, couldn't wait to take the cup, drank it in one gulp, and nodded in praise.
"This tea does taste good, but the texture is different from what I remember. Can blood be used to make tea?"
Du Mu smiled and said, "Of course, tea has tea bags, and blood naturally has blood bags."
Dracula looked confused.
What he didn't know was that because the blood of an 18-year-old virgin was too rare, it couldn't be collected in a short time. At the same time, the safety and compliance of the materials had to be ensured.
Hydra members had no choice but to find another way.
As we all know, women can bleed for seven days without dying. During those days, they will use a Large Hemostatic Patch...
Seeing Dracula drinking so happily, Du Mu felt there was no need to tell the other party.
He studied Magic Array on the ground, recorded it, and then said to Dracula, "It's time to start Magic Array. Then you can go in with me."
Dracula was dumbfounded. "I want to go with you too?"
Du Mu nodded. "Of course, who knows if you will do some tricks secretly to trick me."
Dracula felt that his ghost quality had been greatly insulted, and he was aggrieved. "Are you kidding me, Dracula, am I such a person?"
Du Mu nodded decisively. "Yes!"
Dracula:"
Damn, I'm really good at reading people!
Dracula really thought about playing tricks on Du Mu, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so vigilant.
But he had no option to refuse, so he had no choice but to stand next to Du Mu, step into the center of Magic Array, and recite ancient and obscure magic spells.
The black runes on the ground lit up one by one, and the thick black mist slowly rose along the lines, spiraling and converging in the center of Magic Array, slowly opening up a black Portal with twisted and torn edges.
Du Mu did not hesitate, grabbed Dracula, and rushed directly into the black Portal.
In an instant, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.
The two of them appeared in a dilapidated city, with blood and minced meat everywhere, and a fishy smell floating in the air, which made people feel sick.
Du Mu turned to Dracula and asked, "What is this place?"
Dracula looked confused. "I don't know, it was guided by magic. Darkhold may be in this world."
Du Mu is speechless.
This Dracula feels even more unreliable than Wade.
As I was looking around, a familiar building came into view, it was Sanctum Sanctorum of New York.
"You're already here, let's go in and take a look."
Du Mu took Dracula into Sanctum Sanctorum.
As soon as I stepped through the door, I heard a fierce fight coming from inside.
Following the sound, two mages were fighting with their bare hands. One was wearing a Kamar-Taj robe, and the other had a ferocious face with large torn marks on his face.
Du Mu glanced at the information between the two people and found that the Master Kamar-Taj was none other than his old acquaintance, the King.
The other one is named Doctor Druid, who is also a mage.
Most importantly, he is a Zombie!
Du Mu reacted instantly, this was the Zombie Universe he had been to before.
The battle was one-sided, and Wang soon couldn't hold on any longer and was pinned to the ground by Doctor Druid.
Doctor Druid opened his stinking blood plate mouth and bit into his neck, intending to enjoy the delicious flesh and blood.
Dracula was shocked. "What kind of monster is this!?"
Du Mu glanced at him sideways, are you qualified to say this?
Seeing that the king was about to die in Doctor Druid's mouth, Du Mu's eyes suddenly emitted two golden electric lights, which instantly penetrated Zombie's head from behind.
Doctor Druid stiffened and fell directly to the ground without moving.
Wang looked shocked, pushed away the corpse of Doctor Druid, and looked at Du Mu with gratitude.
"Thank you for saving me."
Du Mu said happily, "When there is injustice on the road, draw your sword to help. This is what I, a superhero, should do."
He knew this was Parallel World. When he first arrived, the first impression was very important. Having a superhero character would make it easier for him to get closer to other people.
Wang was surprised and said, "Are you a superhero? Why haven't I seen you before?"
As Sorcerer Supreme's Ma Zai, he has seen many superheroes, but he has no impression of Du Mu.
Du Mu smiled slightly, "I debuted for a relatively short time and am not well-known. It's normal that you don't recognize me."
Wang suddenly realized. "That's it. What's your name?"
"Du Mu, you can also call me God-Monarch Doom, my people like to call me that."
You call this not famous!?
Du Mu explained, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not who you think I am. I'm from Parallel World, and I'm very familiar with you in another world. You're still one of my assistants."
Wang Wei was startled. "I am your assistant? Are you...
Du Mu nodded. "Yes, I am Sorcerer Supreme of Kamar-Taj."
King:
This Kamar-Taj takes jujube pills.
Du Mu took advantage of the situation and asked, "What happened in this world?"
Wang's expression became extremely heavy. "Just some time ago, Zombie Virus broke out, and many people were infected into Zombie. Even most of the superheroes and Super Villains fell. If Sanctum Sanctorum had not been protected by magic, they would have found this place long ago."
"Doctor Druid ran here just now. He originally wanted to seek help from Sorcerer Supreme, but Sorcerer Supreme was not here. He suddenly had a virus attack and turned into Zombie who wanted to eat me. Fortunately, you guys showed up in time."
"Some time ago?"
Du Mu Suddenly discovered a blind spot.
The Zombie Heroes he saw back then had been hungry for a long time, and it didn't match up with this timeline at all.
In other words, is this the other Zombie version of Parallel World?
Du Mu continued to ask, "Who is Sorcerer Supreme in this world?"
"STEPHEN·Strange."
Du Mu is not surprised by this.
In most universes, Strange is Sorcerer Supreme, a perfectly chosen worker.
"Where did Strange go?"
"Dead."
Wang sighed, "Not long ago, S.H.I.E.L.D. summoned all the surviving superheroes in Helicarrier to gather all their strength to prevent this disaster. Sorcerer Supreme also participated."
"But no one expected that Mister Fantastic in Fantastic Four actually actively infected Zombie Virus, and also deliberately infected the remaining three people in Fantastic Four, causing the entire Helicarrier to fall directly, and none of the superheroes who went to assemble survived."
Dracula asked curiously, "Why did he take the initiative to infect Zombie Virus?"
Wang's expression was a little strange. "He believes that Zombie Virus is the product of human evolution and has broken through the law of conservation of energy, so he wants to pull everyone together to join in the great evolution."
Dracula:"
We haven't seen each other for hundreds of years. Are all human beings now this crazy?