Daisy's Backstab

What would Dracula have to say to Ghost Rider?

There was no need to guess; it was clearly an invitation to join forces against their greatest rival, Fang Cheng.

As soon as Dracula spoke, Ghost Rider let out a cackling laugh.

He cast a glance at Fang Cheng with his burning eyes and said, "You invited me to deal with the Blood Emperor, but you never mentioned teaming up with this bunch of religious fanatics."

As a devil, Ghost Rider was a sworn enemy of the Apocalypse Knights and had crossed paths with them many times.

Dracula smiled. "The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Having a common foe allows us to set aside our prejudices for the time being."

Ghost Rider tilted his head. "What do I get out of helping you?"

"Eliminating our biggest competitor—is that not benefit enough?"

"Fair point."

The two of them began to negotiate as if no one else were present, completely ignoring Fang Cheng standing right there.

Fang Cheng did not interrupt, choosing instead to watch their performance in silence.

Ophi did not act rashly either, forcing herself to swallow her rage.

Although she longed to charge forward and kill Fang Cheng, Famon was not by her side. Being the only Apocalypse Knight present, even with the Templar Order, she lacked the confidence to face three Disaster-Class entities at once.

And her secret weapon could not be exposed at this moment.

Ghost Rider seemed convinced by Dracula. After a moment of contemplation, he turned to Fang Cheng. "This old bat invited me to deal with you, but I don't think it's a good deal. After all, this old bat is treacherous and cunning. If you can offer better terms than him, perhaps I could stand on your side. Heh heh, what do