How Many Times Do I Have to Say It? We're the Good Guys

A cold wind blows, snow falls, and a chilling atmosphere pervades the air!

A row of skulls hung from the branches on both sides of the tree, and in the howling wind, they looked like vengeful ghosts knocking on the door, sending chills down one's spine.

Russell's first impression of the Frozen Castle was its grandeur and magnificence, but his second impression was that something sinister was inside. The decorations on both sides of the gate alone were clearly villainous, and in a way that was out of touch with the times.

Skulls and such are clearly a way of telling outsiders that bad guys live here; villains in the new era are no longer so ostentatious.

If he were the master of the castle, there would definitely be an angel holding Holy Sword at the gate, or at the very least, an armored knight standing with a sword.

With the help of her stubborn brother, Anna quickly put on her breastplate and gauntlets, then kicked the rest of the armor away and pulled Van Helsing to catch up with Russell and the others.

The group stood at the castle gate, Van Helsing asked, "Russell, what are your plans?"

"Charge straight in..."

Russell frowned slightly. Playing the stealth game with dark creatures was unwise. "Dracula could endure three days after his wife died. He must be plotting something big. Delay will only make things worse. The sooner we act, the better!"

"Then Anna and Wickham, what do you think... wouldn't it be better if two people took turns looking after them?" Van Helsing revealed his true intentions in just a few words.

Russell rolled his eyes at him. "If you want to woo Anna, you have to take on the responsibilities that come with it. Besides, if I send people to protect them, wouldn't I be stealing your thunder?"

Upon hearing this, Anna turned her head to the side, leaving everyone's ears burning red. Wicken flew into a rage. "I disagree! Anna is the next heir of the Veleris Family and will never marry!"

"I'll just marry into your family..."

Van Helsing muttered something, grabbed the brother and sister with one hand each, and with a burst of speed, leaped high into the air like a spring. Using the wall as a foothold, he jumped several times and landed in the gate.

Russell couldn't understand Wickham's reluctance to marry his sister. If he really liked Anna, why didn't he show any interest in Selene?

The two are almost identical in both figure and appearance.

Russell only has adopted sisters or god-sisters; he doesn't understand what a "sister complex" is.

Admittedly, the two women do look exactly alike, but Weeknd likes this face not because it's particularly beautiful, but precisely because it's his sister. If it were Selene with the same face, he wouldn't feel anything after looking at it for a while.

Amelia reached out and put her arm around Russell's shoulder, wanting to jump in with him, but Russell slapped her away.

"Sir, they've already gone in. Shall we take another route?" Seeing Russell remain motionless, Lucian was puzzled. Could there be a Plan B?

Russell glared at him and said irritably, "How many times have I told you, we are the good guys, how come you guys just can't clear your names?"

Having been scolded for no reason, Lucian stood up straight with his head down, indicating that Russell was right to scold him.

"Listen up, thieves climb over walls, but we upright people walk the straight path. Why would we leave the main gate open and ruin our reputation?"

As he spoke, Russell drew his Adamantium Blade and stabbed it into the thick door panel with a hiss. The sword energy burst forth like a laser beam, and with a single stroke, a door wide enough for one person to pass through was opened.

Russell sheathed his longsword, kicked the wooden block away, and walked in with his head held high, the height just right so he didn't have to bend over.

Lucian and the others remained silent. It was indeed despicable for a thief to climb over the wall, but he wouldn't dismantle the main gate... Considering that Russell was always right, they didn't dare to say anything and quickly followed through the side door.

The height wasn't quite right, so Lucian didn't dare to look down and bent his knees as he walked in.

The castle's main hall was spacious, brightly lit by braziers and torches, which faintly dispelled a trace of chill. The towering stone pillars were as wide as ten people could encircle, and countless green silkworm cocoons hung from the roof, with black cables weaving through them, occasionally dripping a sticky green liquid that sent shivers down one's spine.

"These are..." Anna was shocked.

Russell explained, "The descendants of Dracula, the children he had with three Vampire Brides, but these dark creatures are lifeless, dead, at least for now."

Van Helsing leaned closer. "Russell, how do you know all this?"

"The Lord told me that Dracula wants to resurrect his children and then lead the dark army to conquer the world." Russell insisted, "The Lord also said that Dracula has two good kidneys, and the Vampire Brides is very fertile. Destroying these eggs will allow Dracula to reproduce another batch. Only by killing him, the source, can the world be truly saved."

God is not that bored!

Van Helsing rolled his eyes. Russell didn't want to tell the truth, and he didn't force him. But Russell was right about one thing: only by killing Dracula could the crisis be resolved at its source.

Wicken asked, "Father, do you know how Dracula plans to resurrect his child?"

"Borrowing the power of lightning in nature to activate life and awaken his child from slumber."

Wickham breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, "Great, we still have time, everything is still possible!"

Everyone nodded in agreement. Although the weather outside the castle was harsh, a blizzard was inevitable, and there would be no thunder for at least three days.

Rumble!!!

A rumble of thunder rolled in, freezing Wicken and Anna's smiles as they looked out the castle window. The heavens had turned on them in an instant; a moment ago it was a blizzard, and now it was a storm.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle —

The sound of electricity came from the roof. Van Helsing looked up and his expression changed drastically.

The electric light transmitted through the cable spread to countless large green pupae. The lifeless pupae began to beat like hearts, and some could even be seen through their membranes, revealing the sharp claws moving inside.

"Oh no! Dracula's army is about to be resurrected! We must rush up and stop him!" Without a second thought, Anna drew her longsword and charged up the castle stairs.

Van Helsing grabbed her and said quickly to Russell, "I'm going to sabotage the lightning transmission device. You take some men and distract Dracula."

"No!"

Russell shook his head slightly. He was always the one who could finish off others, and this time was no exception. "Let's switch. I'll go and destroy the lightning-inducing device, and you go and hold off Dracula."

Is there a difference?

"Have!"

As Russell spoke, he waved his hand, and the torrential rain outside the window lashed against the wall with a loud crash, turning into a wave that lifted him up.

Russell rose high into the air, splashing through the water, and slipped his hand into his robe to fasten the trident to his lower back.

In an instant, the torrential rain that blotted out the sky changed direction and rushed into the castle hall, sweeping countless silkworm cocoons off the roof.

"Van Helsing, Dracula definitely has more than one birthing room. I'm going to destroy the lightning-attracting device. Dracula is in your hands..." Russell's figure disappeared into the hall, his voice fading into the distance.

"Uh, why don't you take me up with you!"

Van Helsing, looking utterly bewildered, tossed the two burdens to Lucian and the others, then vanished in a blur at the stairwell.