The last Vampire, Demon Blade, finally came face-to-face with Progenitor Dracula.
Lianna was there as well, clutching the Book of Darkness.
"Oh, what a delightful surprise. Who would have thought the Book of Darkness would deliver itself right to my doorstep? And with one of my kin besides..." Dracula stared at the Book of Darkness in Lianna's arms with delighted surprise.
This was wonderful. He had searched for the Book of Darkness for so long, yet now it had come to him on its own.
Demon Blade said coldly, "No one here is your kin, you filthy bastard. I don't know which universe's Dracula you are, but that doesn't change the fact that you're a bastard."
Dracula wore a smile as his dark crimson eyes widened slightly.
"Child, let me make one thing clear first. I am not like those foolish Doppelgangers of mine. The greatest difference is that they can die, while I cannot," Dracula said.
Lianna suddenly understood. "So you're that Progenitor..."
"You know me?"
"Of course. I read about you in the Iron Citadel Archives. I just never expected you to make it here."
Lianna shook her head and stared at Dracula in astonishment.
The Iron Citadel Archives contained a brief record concerning the Progenitor. Donnie had provided the relevant information long ago, back in Earth's era, so no one had ever questioned its authenticity.
After such a long time, the records concerning Progenitor Dracula had long since been tossed into some forgotten corner. The enemies Cybertron faced were terrifying figures capable of destroying entire multiverses at a whim. Who would have the energy to care about some Progenitor Dracula buried in an unknown corner?
Yet this fellow had actually come to the God Realm himself...
And he was still alive...
The smile at the corner of