Lin Dong and Dracula, upon hearing the voice, were both startled, quickly turning around, their gazes as sharp as a torch fixed on the source of the sound.
In the distance, a figure slowly emerged from the night color, an armored warrior, his stature towering, with intricate patterns carved on the armor, glinting coldly, as if every inch contained terrifying power.
Even more frightening was the invisible pressure surrounding him, making it impossible to look directly, only to feel the oppressive aura from ancient and powerful forces.
At this moment, Lin Dong and Dracula realized that this unexpected visitor was no ordinary person, and their plan might undergo significant changes because of this.
"Who are you?" This sudden unexpected guest spoke the current language and it seemed not to be an existence from the burial ground.
Likely, like them, an outsider!
"It truly was unexpected, the praying mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind..." Dracula secretly said.
