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The Grand Duke raised his hand, preparing to unleash his Noble Phantasm.

A Noble Phantasm released at such close range is almost impossible to miss.

A strong sense of crisis gripped Andersen's mind as he charged forward.

Should we hide?! Should we run away?!

No, it's far from that point!!

In an instant, Andersen dismissed the idea from his mind.

He can still fight!! Even if he were to die at any moment, there is no such thing as retreat in his dictionary!

If you can't even get close to the enemy, then there's no point in talking about defeating them—it would be a laughing stock!

The road in front of us—

Even if it's an endless end, it's enough for me...

Gritting his teeth and muttering to himself, his eyes wide open—feeling the pain of his muscles tearing and blood gushing from his body, Andersen's expression grew even more ferocious, and his speed suddenly increased to even greater levels!

Charge, charge, charge!!

Charge forward, towards that insurmountable peak, that height that represents the dimensional gap between humans and heroic spirits!

However—

On the other side, his eyes were filled with seriousness and respect, not pity. For the first time, he added an incantation, and the Grand Duke truly unleashed the power of the Noble Phantasm's true name!

°【King of Extreme Punishment】—KazikliBey!

Grand Duke.

Boom!!!!

The next moment, a terrifying, muffled sound began to emanate from the earth, and a tremendous shaking of the sky and earth ensued!

The terrifying piercing stakes suddenly appeared like a surging black tide, so numerous that all the soldiers witnessing from the perimeter were horrified.

A chill ran down my spine! It felt like the ghosts were about to die!

Grand Duke: "It's over!"

In the golden demon city, Night Eater tapped the throne lightly with his fingers, a smile appearing on his face.

"No, the real show is just beginning."

Vlad—as the man who spurred those two men I considered "the shield of Christianity," unleashing their full potential and fighting spirit, you certainly fulfilled your mission perfectly. However, if you underestimate your opponents—even with your overwhelming numerical advantage, you can still be defeated!

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Chapter 88 Human? Dog!? It's just that its body has been pierced through!

As two of the most powerful and captivating souls in this world's final battle, they are both unpredictable! The King of Execution!!!

【KazikliBey】 was originally the Turkish name for the Romanian monarch, the Prince of Piercing.

Translating it as "Piercing Fortress," "King of Extreme Execution," or "Bloodstained Demon King" is fine; essentially, they are all testaments to the glory of the "Grand Duke's" name of "piercing."

The only difference lies in the different job types, which also result in different effects.

At this moment, this treasure is truly an anti-military treasure.

That's the legendary bloodstained weapon, said to possess the power to pierce through evil enemy forces!

The anti-military Noble Phantasms, after being localized and enhanced, have demonstrated terrifying power.

Soon the rainforest took shape! And hanging on the sea of ​​black thorns were not crows, but hordes of corpses.

It's the white of the Vatican, and the black of the last large contingent.

"The earth... is buried under piles! Cough cough!"

Father Andersen was nearly killed in the encounter, but was saved by Accardo.

No, but did it really survive?

Even though they created a vacuum zone with their powerful attacks, their bodies were riddled with large holes, and blood was flowing out continuously.

If Father Andersen's body hadn't undergone special technological modifications within the Vatican, he would probably be dead by now, given the extent of these "fatal" injuries to a human.

At this moment, Alucard, torn to shreds and lying on the ground, had only his head intact. Alucard's head even had the leisure to speak and mock: "Can you still hold on, Father... or are you going to give up? What can that battered body do? Your arm is about to fall off."

What are you going to do? Are you a dog? Or a human? Heh...

That's the limit!

It seems he will have to fight alone from now on. The moment has finally come when he has no choice but to completely expose his true nature. But even knowing that he will be in great danger after revealing his last trump card, he will lose his million resurrection coins and face dangerous Heroic Spirits—there is always the possibility of being killed!

But the thought of the impending battle against his "self," of fighting against such a heroic figure as the Dragon Prince, Vlad III Tsepesh, the "Heroic Spirit" with that beautiful name, and possibly dying at his hands...

This kind of thing...

It was so exhilarating that it made him feel like he had reached the pinnacle of his life!

According to some lewd vampires, it was incredibly high, so pleasurable it made them ecstatic.

[Not Dio—This originates from the Hellsong world, and is a vampire who fights in a style similar to JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, posing in various ways and skilled at using dual-wielding spears.]

The priest suddenly opened his eyes wide and roared, "Ah!"

He was breathing heavily.

Although he is still trying his best to maintain his strength and appear very vigorous.

But the human body is far too fragile. Alucard didn't believe the other could continue. Unfortunately—it would all be a battle between him and "him," and between me and "me"! However, the anticipation and excitement hadn't lasted long.

Here, the priest, whom Alucard had initially thought was on the verge of death, had exposed bones all over his arms, back, chest, thighs, and shoulders—an injury even more exaggerated than the one he sustained while fighting the River of Death in the original story.

Many bones were so tightly bound together with the last threads of blood that the limbs were barely pieced back together. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a "corpse" that was already dead but still trying to move on its own.

However—

The priest roared repeatedly, and then, not only Accardo, but also Vlad III on the other side, who had been calmly watching the cleared square except for the two "corpses" in that cleared area... When they saw the "corpses" move again with a will that transcended death, their flame of life seemingly extinguished, Vlad III was deeply shocked and his expression became one of profound emotion!

"......!"

What a terrifying spirit!

He could sense that it was not a regenerative ability derived from modification, but a mysterious miracle created entirely by willpower!

The otherworldly Catholic before me was a “true warrior”!

Even in the age of gods, he would surely be a hero among heroes.

Andersen: "Human? Dog!? It's just a body pierced, just a broken arm, just a measly fatal wound... Stop bluffing!! Bring it on! I can still fight, Hurry! Hurry! [Quickly, hurry!]"

The priest summoned the Bible and forcibly glued it to his body, allowing blood to be squeezed out and splatter in large quantities. He let out a terrifying roar in pain, but his eyes were wide open as he stared intently at Vlad III in the thorn tide, at the king who had already landed on the tip of the high-constructed pierced throne and stood on one leg.

He kicked the gun and sword, then suddenly leaped up and caught the weapon in his mouth.

He can still move, and he's still holding a weapon—so he's not a "corpse" yet.

A cold corpse cannot do this!

This incredible scene seemed to freeze the blood of Accardo and Vlad III, followed by a storm of intense excitement and dramatic reversal after a period of deathly silence.

"Humans... are indeed the most admirable!"

Accardo uttered a similar exclamation again, seemingly deeply moved by those few rays of human light.

Is this a fateful encounter?! No, is it the best feast prepared for them by God?!

Vlad III Tsepesch, and the Catholic priest Father Andersen standing before him!

Just like those four people back then. If it were them, one of them would definitely be able to pierce his chest and take out his heart!

From the initial expectation of being killed by Joan of Arc, to the subsequent Vlad III and Father Andersen.

Accardo seemed to be enveloped in an unprecedented sense of immense satisfaction.

Here, on this hellish night, he will surely get the result he desires most.

How wonderfully beautiful it is!!! Praise be to you, God! Amen!!

Finally, after a long absence, the Earl once again uttered in his heart the prayer he had recited countless times during his lifetime, a prayer he had been most devout in his life.

And this belief was successfully conveyed to the other side of the night.

Night: "Does this please you, my count...? Then enjoy it to the fullest."

My shield!!

Each of the three men present was a man worthy of the title "Shield of Christianity."

You are all true warriors of unwavering faith!

The masculinity that Father Andersen brought simultaneously invigorated two other souls!

At this moment, the souls of the three warriors on the battlefield were burning fiercely, filled with unprecedented excitement and fervor!

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Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Hymn to Humanity, A Hymn to Courage, Something That Moved Heroes and Saints

In the heavens, within the golden demon city.

St. George exclaimed with reverence, "What a powerful and steadfast faith!"

Saint Martha: "Hmm... It's a pity God won't let us go down to help. Although I know Vlad III is testing the warriors on God's behalf, I inexplicably want to join them and give that Vlad guy a good beating! Isn't he becoming a little too much like a villain these days?"

Teacher Qiao was embarrassed. St. George: "...Uh..."

"Do not speak recklessly, Martha."

Saint Martha quickly covered her mouth. Oh no—she had accidentally revealed her tomboyish nature. Hmm, the Lord is magnanimous and probably won't mind her gossipy nature.

When Martha subconsciously looked at the Lord, seemingly noticing Martha's gaze, Night slightly shifted his gaze away from the city below, turned his head, and gave him a faint smile.

His captivatingly alluring face, powerful charm, and masculine presence instantly made Martha blush, her heart pound, and she quickly lowered her head.

Who understands?!

God is unleashing his irresistible charm again, stirring up my girlish heart!