Before long, Su Ming and Wanda landed on the ground. A mountain forest lay before them, and atop the rocks among the trees stood a towering, sinister old castle.
The moon peeked halfway out from behind the clouds, hanging directly behind the high spire. Yet its light did not brighten the castle; it only made it look more ferocious, as though some gigantic monster had spread its claws and flattened itself across the ground.
They could vaguely see several bats, apparently startled, fluttering over their heads.
"We're here. The Impaler Dracula's castle."
Su Ming nodded in satisfaction. It seemed the Vampire Progenitor was home. Those who had just left might have been his guests.
Not all Vampires were willing to deal with the Sorcerer Supreme. It was only natural for them to take their leave first when they did not know his purpose.
Wanda instinctively pulled up the collar of her jacket, covering her pale, delicate neck.
"Why are we looking for a Vampire?"
No matter how inexperienced she was, she had heard of the name Dracula. He was a renowned figure in the dark world.
"I want to first see whether the Celestials are willing to negotiate, and for that, we need a diplomat." Su Ming walked toward the castle gates and waited at one end of the moat for the drawbridge to lower, his hands moving as though he were playing an accordion. "On Earth, no other immortal understands etiquette better than he does."
Wanda still felt a chill around her neck. Furry little creatures hung beneath the castle eaves, their tiny red eyes glowing in the night as they stared at her.
"Can't we negotiate with the Celestials ourselves?"
"There's a risk. Although after using the Time Stone, I could be considered immortal in this universe, getting