"Victor! Control your pet! Watch it!"
Dracula's somewhat flustered voice came from mid-air. The elegant vampire count now appeared rather disheveled.
Victor looked up. Good grief!
Uncle Dracula was tightly wrapped by one of Kraken's thick tentacles, trussed up like a zongzi, struggling futilely within a limited range.
Even worse, he had to frequently and perilously duck to avoid the wildly swinging giant claws or tails of his own "allied" beasts—
These newly animated creatures clearly hadn't yet grasped the concepts of "precision strikes" and "ally identification."
Meanwhile, Mavis, relying on her petite and agile form, was darting perilously between the flailing tentacles, being chased all over the place.
"Holy crap! Uncle Dracula! You're feeding first blood right at the team fight start! You even dragged Mavis into this?"
Victor muttered sarcastically, his massive fish tail swishing as he prepared to rush to the rescue.
After all, the team fight could be lost, but his uncle couldn't!
However, someone was faster than him!
A white figure, like a nimble petrel, leapt down from the high wreckage of the DJ booth!
It was Captain Erica!
She landed precisely on a wildly thrashing tentacle, her feet seemingly taking root as she sprinted swiftly up the tentacle's sloping surface!
At the moment the tentacle whipped to its highest point, she seized the opportunity, leapt, and landed perfectly on the back of a flying beast that was skimming over Kraken's head!
Using it as a springboard!
Captain Erica, like a top-tier extreme athlete, traced a graceful arc through the air, heading straight for Kraken's colossal, hill-sized eyeball!
Then, under the stunned gazes of everyone and every monster, she delivered a clean, ruthless flying kick mid-air, her heel smashing squarely into Kraken's vulnerable eyeball!
*Squelch!*
A sickening sound, like a water-filled balloon being punctured, rang out.
Kraken let out a deafening, pain-filled shriek. The tentacle gripping Dracula instantly loosened from the agony!
Dracula was finally free, but the immense inertia sent him plummeting toward a deep, bottomless trench abyss torn open by the battle below.
Seeing this, Victor actually relaxed, his fish tail swaying leisurely a couple of times.
"Phew, that's okay. Uncle Dracula can fly anyway. He won't die from the fall."
He wasn't worried in the slightest about the safety of this thousand-year-old vampire.
However, someone thought differently!
Captain Erica, who had just executed that astonishing kick and landed steadily on a floating boulder, saw Dracula falling toward the abyss in one glance!
Her expression changed drastically, with almost no hesitation!
"Dracula!"
With that exclamation, Captain Erica once again demonstrated her astonishing boldness and decisiveness. Without a second thought, she leapt down, following Dracula's descent!
From her posture, she clearly intended to catch him!
Victor watched, his eye twitching, his mind screaming internally:
"Wow! Is this the legendary 'chasing your husband into a crematorium'? Wait, no, this is more like 'chasing your husband by leaping off a cliff in a lovers' suicide'?!"
"Too bad my phone's dead. Otherwise, this scene would definitely make the front page of *Monster World*—'Shocking! Human Female Captain Leaps Off Cliff for Love! Is It a Distortion of Humanity or a Collapse of Morals?'"
Nearby, Jackie Chan watched Captain Erica's series of fluid, audacious maneuvers, his mouth agape in genuine admiration:
"She... she's practically Superwoman!"
Hearing this, Victor shot Jackie Chan a sidelong glance.
You, the guy who once ran to achieve relative stillness on top of a speeding, cliff-plunging train, have the nerve to call someone else Superwoman?
Dracula was adjusting his posture mid-fall, preparing to stabilize himself.
Suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply—
He saw the figure in the white captain's uniform plummeting toward the abyss where he was, with a resolute determination!
Her silver hair danced wildly in the turbulent currents. Those eyes he once found as precise and captivating as a "nautical compass" held not a trace of hesitation now.
Only pure, reckless concern and... something he thought had long been extinguished in his endless life.
"Erica! Have you lost your mind?!"
Dracula's voice cracked with shock. The elegant composure unchanged for millennia shattered completely in this moment.
Almost instinctively, he forcibly twisted his body, accelerated his descent, and spread his arms to meet the oncoming figure.
*Thud!*
Erica crashed heavily into his icy embrace. The impact sent them falling even faster.
Dracula instinctively tightened his arms, holding her firmly against him, wrapping her as much as possible in his large cloak.
"Why did you jump?! I can fly! I won't die from the fall!"
Dracula roared anxiously and angrily at the person in his arms, his voice carrying a fear he himself hadn't noticed and... an indescribable tremor.
Erica looked up, her face somewhat pale, but her eyes shone with an intense light, gazing directly into his crimson depths.
"I don't know!"
Her voice was somewhat muffled by the howling wind, yet it resonated with shocking clarity within Dracula's ancient soul.
"I saw you falling... and my body just moved on its own!"
This illogical, purely instinctive statement possessed a more devastating power than any carefully crafted sweet talk.
Dracula felt as if his heart had been seized by something.
A strange, surging emotion breached the anger from betrayal and the defenses built over millennia.
"Fool."
He cursed softly, his voice hoarse, but his arms held her even tighter.
The black cloak spread out behind him like a giant bat wing with a *whoosh*, countering their downward momentum.
He looked down at the ship captain in his arms, still shaken but stubbornly meeting his gaze. A deep crack appeared in his millennium-frozen vampire heart.
Meanwhile, above the trench—
"Whoa~"
Victor shaded his scaled claws over his brow, pretending to peer into the distance. His crimson eyes sparkled with gossipy delight, taking in the scene at the edge of the abyss below—the mutual rush after the "hero saves beauty," or rather, "beauty saves hero."
"They're hugging! They're hugging! Uncle Dracula really hit the jackpot this time! Even though he fed first blood at the start, he directly got the beautiful captain to leap off the cliff in a lovers'... uh, I mean, to leap off the cliff to save him! This plot, even soap operas wouldn't dare write it this way!"
"Erica! What are you doing?!"
Abraham Van Helsing's furious roar thundered like a bolt of lightning.
He stood on the precarious DJ platform, staring intently at the two embracing figures above the abyss.
Erica lifted her head from Dracula's embrace, looking toward the great-grandfather on the high platform—the one who had taught her demon-hunting skills since childhood and viewed purging monsters as his life's mission. Her expression was complex but unusually resolute.
"Great-grandfather! Stop this! We can't continue like this!"
Her voice cut clearly through the waves and roars, carrying both a plea and an unprecedented resolve.
"Humans and monsters can coexist peacefully! Look around! Look at Victor, look at Enid, look at Wednesday! They're with monsters, and it hasn't brought disaster!"
She tightly gripped Dracula's cold hand, as if drawing strength from it, her voice growing louder.
"What?!"
Abraham was thunderstruck, his body swaying slightly, his face filled with shock.
Erica turned to Dracula. A faint blush colored her pale face, but her eyes were incredibly frank and clear, with the relief of shedding all pretense:
"Dracula... I'm sorry. This journey was a trap from the very beginning."
"I approached you, originally... to find an opportunity to kill you."
Dracula's arm around Erica stiffened for an instant.
Despite his suspicions, hearing the admission firsthand still stung his millennium-old defenses.
Sensing his change, Erica urgently gripped his hand tighter, continuing fervently:
"But... I was wrong! Everything was wrong!"
"In the short time I spent with you, your elegance, your loneliness, your gentleness... and the way you caught me without hesitation just now..."
Her voice trembled slightly, yet held undeniable sincerity:
"I found myself... falling for you without realizing it. I can't deceive you anymore, nor can I carry out that cold-hearted plan."
This straightforward and courageous confession, like the warmest sunlight, instantly dispelled the last traces of gloom and chill from Dracula's heart.
His heart, frozen for a century, felt as if injected with scorching blood, beating fiercely once more.
He clasped Erica's hand in return, his low voice carrying a hoarseness from their narrow escape and a hint of irrepressible emotion: "Erica..."
"Fine... fine..."
On the high platform, Abraham's eyes turned icy.
"It seems... the Van Helsing family's centuries-long demon-hunting legacy will end with me. What an awkward conclusion."
He suddenly raised both hands, his fingers dancing frantically across the DJ control console!
A piece of music, more frantic, shrill, and filled with ominous, destructive energy than before, erupted like a death knell! The powerful magical fluctuations even began to distort the surrounding air!
"Groooaaan—!!!"
Kraken, as if receiving its ultimate command, let out a roar of agony and frenzy that shook the deep sea!
Its mountainous body trembled violently. All its massive tentacles ignored the pesky "insects," instead descending with the will to crush everything, blotting out the sky as they mercilessly slammed down toward the area where Dracula and Erica were!
The real killing move was now activated!
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