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Chapter 314: The Advent of the God

Seeing Warren's changes, Dracula felt uncomfortable.

This was dark creatures' natural rejection of light power.

Warren reminded Dracula of the mighty angels in the Heaven Realm.

"No!" Dracula exclaimed, trying to stop Doctor Strange from casting the spell. However, Thor raised his axe and slashed at him.

Dracula could feel that Thor, who had picked up Stormbreaker, was obviously stronger than before.

"Haha, refreshing! I can finally use my true strength! Magneto is really bad. I will settle him later!

"For now, old stuff, remember that your opponent is me, Thor, the God of Thunder. Let's have a good fight!"

Thor, who heard from Professor X, finally figured out the truth.

"Hateful!" Dracula was indignant and wanted to interrupt Doctor Strange, but could not ignore Thor's attack.

He could only turn to the blood army, break Professor X's mind control, and use the army to deal with everyone. It was like that for a while.

Strange had already put down the Time Gem.

He raised his head, looked at Warren and found that he was completely different.

The feeling of oldness disappeared. It was replaced by grace and calmness.

The four wings on his back retracted and stretched again to become six wings.

He became a Seraphim, the backbone of the Heaven Realm. It could be called the king of heaven.

At this moment, he was wearing a mysterious veil, making it impossible to see Warren's appearance.

Mysterious, grand, bright, and holy.

All kinds of tyrannical aura radiated from Warren's body.

There was no doubt that this was an aura of the Rules of Light.

Obviously, Warren, who became a Seraphim, had already reached the peak of a sixth-level mutant and became a god who controlled the Rules of Light.

A bright light suddenly radiated from Warren's body. The scarlet skull, which broke free from the power of time, saw this scorching white light.

Cracks began to appear on the scarlet skull, showing a terrified expression.

After a miserable howl, the scarlet skull was quickly annihilated under the urging of the Rules of Light. There wasn't even a trace of smoke.

The elite vampires, who crossed Warren and chased the professor, followed the light.

They were like a low-level vampire being exposed to the sun, screaming and howling miserably.

The Avengers who heard the cry raised their heads and saw an unforgettable scene.

They saw six-winged Warren in the sky. He was just like the King of Light, floating unhurriedly.

His body exuded an indescribable divine halo.

No one could see his expression clearly.

The Blood Clan were all set in place. It's like waiting for the advent of god.

"No!" Through telepathy, Dracula could feel it.

His vampire army's number was rapidly declining. From millions, it had fallen below tens of thousands.

Eventually, he was afraid all of his army would be burnt by the Rules of Light.

These vampires looked like tiny insects in the eyes of the gods, and Warren was the insect-killing messenger sent by heaven.

In fact, this feeling haunted Dracula like a nightmare.

In his memory of hundreds of millions of years, creatures of darkness like him were always chased and killed by angels. It was like they're being mowed.

During that process, he kept dying and was then resurrected by the Law of Immortality.

He cultivated again and was killed by an angel again. It's like endless reincarnation, but he was always helpless.

Historically, the Blood Clan seemed to be cursed. It had never been able to surpass the existence of a single universe.

The Heaven Realm also killed them wantonly. One day, the tormented creatures of darkness could no longer bear it. They united and fought back.

Dormammu, Satan, Lucifer, Mephisto, and even the Crimson Demon, Cyttorak. When they attacked together, the Heaven Realm was broken.

Dracula finally broke free. But today, he was feeling it again.

Is heaven back? This was his deepest fear.

At that moment, the six-winged Seraphim was slowly approaching him.

In front of a sixth-level god, Dracula couldn't even think of resisting.

He knew very well that this aura wasn't the Rules of Light. It was the Law of Light.

In the Bible, God said, "There must be light."

Then, there was light.

Seraphim exuded this kind of light.

No darkness could stop this light!

Finally, Seraphim placed his hand on Dracula's head.

Without screaming, the Vampire God raised his head and looked at the faceless angel.

He turned into black smoke and disappeared.

With the disappearance of the Vampire God, a ray of light penetrated into the sky from Warren's body and shot toward the depths of the universe. It was as if the God of Light was announcing his departure to the world.

The light on Seraphim finally began to dissipate.

A scene of turning back in time appeared, and Warren also changed back to his original appearance.

With the disappearance of the light, Warren also lost his wings. His back was bare, and it looked like he had turned back into a mortal.

This made him look shocked.

What happened just now was like a dream to him.

Everyone present looked at Warren in shock, thinking back to what just happened.

"He's really that strong?" Thor looked at the direction where Seraphim disappeared and clenched his fists.

Warren successfully shattered his self-satisfied heart after becoming a demigod.

Dr. Strange closed his eyes.

It was as if he had realized a certain truth, drew a magic door on the spot, and left the battlefield.

He knew that after digesting this epiphany, he would enter the Heavenly Father level.

The remaining vampires were not killed by Seraphim.

They finally came back to their senses, showed a worried expression, and wanted to leave the scene.

Seeing these remnants, Magneto moved slightly.

Iron Man, who had short-circuited, stood up. White light appeared in his eyes, as if being filled with energy. He then attacked these vampires whose strength was greatly reduced.

The Avengers also woke up. They understood that after Dracula disappeared, there was still a mess waiting for them to clean up in the Blood Temple.