The Nightmare Beast crossed mountains and ridges as if walking on flat ground, Xiaobai followed behind without any pulling down. After leaving others' sight, the little white dog turned into a huge white mastiff, running behind the Nightmare Beast, and from time to time he approached over and asked what Bo Fu wanted to eat on the horse.
Soon, Bofu walked on the vaguely visible path in the Carpathian Mountains, and they walked along the path to the east. "Carpathian Mountains... we walked along this mountain, then went to the Black Sea for a small holiday, and then went to the Balkans. Finally, we went to Istanbul and had a good time and went to Asia through the Bosphorus."
There are all kinds of things in the Carpathian Mountains, and there are sparsely populated here. All kinds of nonsense are legendary in the villages and towns distributed on major traffic roads. In fact, many are true... But the imminent question now is - "The Turks are here!"
Bo Fu also got the exact situation about time in a tavern chat in a village. "It's 1455 AD, which is a little earlier than I thought." He generously invited everyone in the tavern to drink a drink, threw out a handful of silver coins to pay, and then went out to ride the handsome horse, put a little white dog in front of the saddle and let it lie down, and walked out of the village along the stone road. Here, Bo Fu's appearance would not be at all like it would attract attention in Western Europe. There are many black and yellow-skinned people here. However, a few men also went out quickly after Bo Fu went out, rode on a bad horse and followed him... "Poor guest..." A few knowledgeable old men in the tavern sighed.
I just don’t know who is pitiful. In short, people have never seen those strong men who have followed me come back again... The Nightmare Beast is very full.
Days passed day by day, and on this day Bo Fu also saw the Black Sea - standing on the top of the mountain, you could see a flash of light in the sky. In Bo Fu's eyes, he clearly saw the Black Sea. They continued to walk along the road. This time they saw the battlefield.
Many people's corpses fell to the ground. Crows and vultures were flying in the sky, and wild dogs on the ground tearing the dead's flesh, and a rotten aura filled the entire place. Bo Fu rode the nightmare beast among the pile of corpses. The flames burning under the huge horse's hooves were still burning on the ground full of black rotten blood, even more fierce than before. The huge nightmare beast stopped in one place. Among the corpses, there was a pale body facing up and not beginning to rot. "I'm still alive... but the blood is lost too much. It's just that I have been in my life for more than ten minutes."
Xiaobai bit the man's shoulder and dragged him out of the pile of dead people. The man was wearing a broken armor, and the exquisite armor leaves were enough to show the nobleness of this man's identity. He was pale, but quite handsome, and was about thirty years old. The man still had a little bit of consciousness in his eyes. He turned his eyes hard to look at Bo Fu, who was riding on the horse - a human figure covered with black smoke, riding on a horse with fangs that spitted Mars, burning eyes and mane, and the human figure wore a skull helmet with double horns on his head. Under the helmet, a pair of golden highlights looked at him.
The man's strength from somewhere made him open his lips, which were already full of cracks, and said very lightly but clearly: "Save me..."
Bo Fu rode on the horse and stretched out a hand shrouded in black mist. As the hand moved, the dying man was lifted into the air by invisible force and suspended in a place parallel to Bo Fu's sight. Bo Fu let the body roll in front of him, "Tsk tsk tsk... your 'fatal wound' turned out to be behind him..." In front of him, the man's armor fell one after another, revealing his blood-stained body. A little below the man's shoulder blades behind him, a pale and excessive blood loss appeared there. The wound was very thin, but very deep.
"Save you...what is your price to pay? Hahaha, I'm just joking with you! I'm the last humanitarian...I'll never charge a price to save people." At this time, the man happened to turn to Bofu to face him. He saw the golden eyes shining in the black smoke. "Your name?" Bofu said. The man who was actually dead below the chest was a little dazed, "For your savior, at least you have to say your name!"
The man was breathing hard, but the air entering his lungs was still very sparse - his breathing muscles had begun to die... But then an endless stream of vitality poured into the man's broken body. The already blue skin and the almost solidified blood in the dead muscles began to flow again, and the necrotic muscles began to twitch again. This time the man's breathing began to become stronger, and more air entered his lungs. The man finally had the strength to answer Bofu's question: "Vlad Topez Dracula. This is my name."
"......What a great name..." The human figure in the black fog said something that made Vlad a little confused. Vlad heard a tone of admiration from his voice.
"Now, let you regenerate." The black fog wrapped Vlad Topez Dracula.
When Dracula stood on the ground with his feet again, he found his savior - "It's probably a devil..." He thought that the savior had dissipated the black mist and revealed the ordinary man in a robe below. Once rescued, Vlad took a few steps away from Bofu. He kissed the cross hanging around his neck, thanking God for giving him life again.
Bofu just smiled and looked at Vlad's every move. He said nothing, neither saying that you should thank me, nor saying that your Lord did not send angels to guide you when you were about to die. Because Bofu knew that he didn't need to say anything, this man would not forget everything that happened.
"Go," Bo Fu waved his hand again, a dead war horse - the body of the horse was even rotten and exposed its skeleton. The vulture and the crow were tearing the horse's internal organs. The dead war horse suddenly neighed and stood up. The standing dead horse made the crow and vulture flew up in fear, and the internal organs of the dead war horse also flowed out of the abdomen due to this standing. But the next moment - the rotten skin on the horse's body quickly fell off, and blue flames rose up on the body, burning the fallen skin, muscles and internal organs. Then bright red muscles and internal organs began to grow on the white skeleton again......... Just a few minutes later, under Vlad's fearful gaze, a war horse stood in front of him, "Look for the saddle by yourself, and then go home. I hope you can hurry up...."
Vlad suddenly woke up from his original fear when he heard Bofu's words. He looked at the man in awe who was still riding on the dark horse in front of him, holding the cross in his chest. After hesitating for a long time, he asked with difficulty: "Can you be lucky enough to know your name?"
"No, you don't need to know my name! Because... you will remember - when you are desperate." As the words fell, Bo Fu directly rode the black horse and turned into a wisp of smoke, quietly disappearing on the terrifying battlefield...
Vlad chanted the words of the Bible loudly, and quickly found some scattered harnesses, and after he quickly put them on the horse, he galloped along the road towards the inland of Wallachia, "Elizabeth! I'm back..." He muttered this sentence and urged the horse under his crotch to run. (To be continued...)