"And since my ancestors knew that werewolf could kill Dracula, Dracula must also know, but why did Dracula subdue the werewolf as his subordinates? Aren't he afraid of being killed by those werewolfs?"

"I think you're wrong. Not all werewolfs can kill Dracula."

"Look at these two knights, do you think anyone could be a knight at that time? Even now, knights are not something that ordinary people can be."

"Look at the armor and weapons they wear above, they are exactly the same, and even the badges on it are exactly the same." Allen said, pointing to the sign of a winged snake on the armor.

"This is the symbol of our family." Wiken said hesitantly when he saw the sign Alan pointed.

"If it were just the bloodline of your family, then so many of your ancestors must have killed Dracula long ago."

"This werewolf should refer to the left hand of God."

"God's left hand?"

"Van Helsing, do you think it's very familiar?" Allen said with a smile on his face as he looked at Van Helsing, who was a little stunned.

"Raise yours and take a look."

Van Helsing raised his left hand in a daze, and a black ring on the ring finger of his left hand. The badge on it was exactly the same as the badge on the picture.

"This ring..." Anna looked at Van Helsing with some confusion when she saw the ring.

"Yes, that ring belongs to your family, and it is also left by your ancestors," Allen said directly by understanding Anna's meaning.

"This is the famous monster hunter Van Helsing, the only knight in the Knights of the Holy Order who is active outside, and the murderer wanted by many countries is the descendant of your ancestor, the brother of Count Dracula."

"What? This is impossible?" Hearing Allen's words, Anna Viken and Van Helsing looked in disbelief.

"The ancestor of our family has passed away for 450 years. If he was the son of my ancestor, then he would be at least four hundred years old. But look at how he looks now, is he forty?" Weiken grabbed Van Hessing and said with a little out of control.

"There is nothing impossible, it's just four hundred years old." Allen shrugged, picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and then took a sip: "Making tea with holy water has a unique flavor."

"If you don't believe me, go and ask Van Helsing?"

"Are you really the son of my ancestors?" Viken looked at Van Helsing in disbelief.

"Sorry, I lost my memory. I don't know who I am." Van Helsing said with a frown.

"Your memory is sealed, the whole thing is actually very simple." Allen looked at everyone and continued.

"Dracula, the son of your ancestors, was shaken by something that began to believe in God no longer, and Van Helsing, who was God's left hand, was ordered to kill Dracula by the Inquisition at that time."

"The Inquisition did not do a lot of things like this that made brothers slaughter each other. As God's left hand was the sharpest knife of the Inquisition, so he would kill Dracula."

"But the Holy See did not expect that Dracula would sign a contract with the demon, and then be killed by God's left hand, and once again appear as a vampire, and you all know what happened next." Allen drank the tea.

"So if I want to kill Dracula, I will become a werewolf?" Van Hessing said with his head raised.

“This is the easiest way.”

"Well, where is the castle where Dracula was hiding?"

"Follow me." Allen stood up and waved his hand, signaling everyone to follow.

The group came to a study room.

"This is my father's study. Since my father disappeared a year ago, we have looked through it all over the place." Wiken said with some confusion when he saw Allen bringing everyone to the study.

"The answer is here." Allen pushed open the door and walked to a wall. A huge map hung on the wall, which was a complete map of the Villes family territory.

"That door is here."

"Impossible, if this were the door, my father would have opened it long ago." Anna obviously didn't believe it.

"That's because your father is missing something, and there is a sentence on this map." Allen pointed to the lower left corner of the map, where was there a piece missing.

"Van Helsing takes out the fragments of the map in your hand."

Van Helsing took out the fragments given by Archbishop Verne when he was about to leave and pieced them together on the mural, and then read out the last secret sentence aloud.

"Open this door in the name of God."

It was like a golden snake wandering, countless light snakes rolled by the mural, the patterns and canvases disappeared one by one, and a silver-white mirror appeared.

Van Helsing reached out to the mirror, as if immersed in water, his hand penetrated directly into the lens, and it was extremely cold inside, with the cold wind and snowflakes falling on his hands.

"Oh my God!"

"Dracula's castle is behind the mirror."

"Let's go now and kill him completely." As he said that, a few people were about to go in.

"Wait a minute," Allen said, and everyone looked back.

"Van Helsing, I think you need this." Allen took out two glass syringes and threw them to Van Helsing.

"The green one is the werewolf toxin. If you pierce it, you will be infected with the werewolf virus and become a werewolf. The colorless and transparent one is the antidote of the werewolf virus."

"Thank you." Van Helsing picked up the syringe and injected the green werewolf toxin directly into his arm. He handed the antidote to Viken.

Then, he walked through the mirror without hesitation, and the others followed him in.

Alan flashed and appeared in the world in the mirror.

As soon as I crossed the mirror, I saw a vast white area everywhere, everything was shrouded in the wind and snow. The shrill wind mixed with snowflakes as big as fists rushed towards me. Occasionally, some ice cubes were mixed in the snowflakes, which splashed on the ground.

Contrast with the vast white mountains and fields, clouds that were almost thick ink rolled in the air. Except for the faint light of lightning that occasionally lit up, they cut through the darkness and illuminated the entire frozen castle.

The darkness shrouded in it, like a curtain of death, which made the heaven and earth divide into two colors, black and white, and bursts of terrifying aura instantly permeated the heaven and earth.

Between the wind and snow and dark clouds, a towering and tall ancient castle full of vicissitudes of time stands, and a strong aura of evil fills the entire castle.
Chapter completed!