Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

"You guys, do you still have the strength to move forward?"

The effectiveness of the command spell is limited. When the time is up, the spiritual veins will be completely separated, and may even conflict with the body of the servant, and die together with Vlad III.

In other words, Black's advantage is only a few minutes.

Vlad III will never retreat. What he has to do is to use up his own time and give it a try for the future!

Facing the Grand Duke's inquiry, no one spoke out against it, even if too many of them turned to the blue side. At this time, they were moved by the determination revealed by Vlad III and chose to implement their loyalty.

Avisbronn and Chiron guarded behind Vlad III, Siegfried and Artoria stood side by side, and Astolfo took the lead, protecting the leader in the center.

"Your will."

"Hahahahahaha!" Looking at the heroes of the black side, Vlad III, who had fought alone, laughed out loud, as if he wanted to vent out his life. The rafters whistled miserably and hit all obstacles in front of him with great excitement, as unshakable as his burning will.

"Then, let's launch the final charge!"

In the original plot, Darnic used three command spells in succession, namely "use the inheritance of blood", "must win the Holy Grail", and "engrav his existence on Vlad III", in order to realize his wish Long-cherished wish, these three are indispensable.

However, in this story, he only had one Command Seal left at the beginning, which means that Danic didn't dare to do this, otherwise the crazy vampire would be meaningless, which is why he used this method in the end... I personally think this trick is more reasonable.

Chapter 481 Wallachia’s Lament

There are too many conflicts and contests, fights and battlefields, which forged the name of heroes.

The Trojan Horse War; the hunting battle of Calydon; the siege of Bartra; the fight between the Kurus and the five Pandus... Even the new moon once waved the Qin black bird flag and galloped across the land of Rome.

However, they have never witnessed such a shocking charge. Even if there are only six people charging into the battle, they are undoubtedly famous heroes, noble beings who are as bright as stars and shine like gold.

The corridor was rumbling and whistling in the blue mist, and the magical eagle came out again, supporting the paladin holding the golden horse lance, leading the way.

"Hear my voice from far away! Come and meet me from near and far! I am Astolfo, King Charlemagne's Twelve Warriors! I am here to show you the winner with dignity and dignity!!"

For a brief moment, it seemed that the entire area had ushered in deathly silence, with only an overwhelming roar erupting from the eagles and from under the rafter piles that spread in all directions.

One ride is worth a thousand!

A mysterious light shone on the "Touch and Fall" and the power of causality gathered in it. Along with Astolfo, it pushed forward like an iron wall. Any enemy who dared to block the charge would be ruthlessly trampled by the Hippogriff or knocked to the ground by "Touch and Fall" and unable to get up again.

The mighty wind was like a plow, sweeping over the corpses and scorched earth of the Dragon Fang Soldiers. The scorching flames summoned by Karna intersected with the golden current of the moon, crushing the golem created by Avisbron. , burned through Vlad III's rafter piles, revealing the dragon slayer holding the magic sword high!

"The evil dragon will eventually fall, cutting off all light and shadow. The world has now reached sunset——"

Sensing the ferocious magic power condensing, the blocking red party separated on its own, revealing a pale-faced spearman holding a stunning spear. At this moment, his eyes were burning with scorching sun flames!

“Brahma, cover the earth!”

"Fantasy Great Sword·The Demon Lost!"

The light of dusk and sunrise collided again, and the Wind King's barrier roared, carrying the black team through the energy turbulence and rushing towards the red team without slowing down.

"I will never let you succeed!" Achilles summoned the chariot, and the three-headed horses pulled the chariot and began to gallop; at the same time, Atalanta walked as fast as flying, leaped into the sky nimbly, and drew her bow like the full moon:

"Pole Star, go!"

Chariots and arrows came with magic light, but the black side's light was equally shining!

"Manipulation begins

The fingers of the leading puppeteer trembled slightly, as if playing the strings of a musical instrument. The Kabbalah base covered the Queen's garden, and life was born from the soil, transforming into existences called 'golems'. They fell down one by one. The ground solidified into an extremely hard stumbling rope, restraining Achilles from running.

"O Scorpio, penetrate the stars!"

The sage of the forest ran quickly, also stringing his bow, and fired a volley of arrows with a superb posture. While knocking down Ta Miao's arrows, he even stabbed the huntress's pretty face without slowing down.

"clang!"

The sound waves roared, and the ferocious fists and guns shattered. Shuo Yue tilted his palms back and snapped his fingers without changing his expression. Weapons emerged one after another, locked in the orbit of the electromagnetic field, and shot out like cannonballs.

It's sizzling!

The sounds of metal and wood breaking rang out simultaneously. As fragments flew, Vlad III's hair fluttered as he stared into the stern face of Shuo Yue. The next moment, a red figure replaced the black-robed assassin. His blond hair was unruly, and his lion eyes filled with violence locked onto his 'father' who had the same appearance as him.

"Rebellion against my gorgeous father!"

The gorgeous silver light on the sword was distorted by hatred, and the raging hatred was magnified a thousand times and shot out, just so that the person could receive his heart.

Everyone knew who the target of the treasure was, and everyone made way for the ever-victorious king in silver armor to stand out from the crowd. He did not use the holy spear, but also drew the holy sword at his waist and raised it high to the sky, calling for the arrival of starlight and hope.

"Oath - Sword of Victory!

Under the radiance of fantasy, the girl's hatred was easily purified. The star stream transformed by magic moved forward, but was torn apart by the green shadow. Achilles, holding a lance, laughed loudly. The warrior's fighting spirit destroyed the tripwire on the ground. The two divine horses raised their heads and neighed, carrying the famous horses of the Greek era together, carrying the cavalryman forward.

"Come on, Black, our battle isn't over yet!"

"Stay out of the way!"

Vlad III's sleeves flew up, and the sharp rafter piles turned into a barrier that was harder than a golem, blocking him like a shield studded with spikes, blocking Achilles' charge again.

"Tsk!" Achilles sneered and jumped up, rising into the sky like a green stream of light.

The war gun comes out!

The extremely violent spear light swept across everything, destroying the rafters of Wallachia. However, Artoria clenched her palms, and thousands of storms condensed into a ray, which pierced through the void in the blink of an eye and shot down the green meteor in the air!

From the beginning of the charge to now, Black's speed has not been hindered. The heroes are advancing, advancing, advancing——

Until the end of the land and the sky, until you reach the other side of your wishes and dreams!

——This can’t go on like this.

Shuoyue watched the black team's charge coldly, the golden gem on his chest absorbing the scattered magic power and accumulating strength.

He turned around and asked Mordred: "Do you still have enough magic power reserves?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" The Rebellious Knight replied rudely, "I won't stop until they stop, even if I use the Command Seal!"

So Shuo Yue turned her head to look at Karna, and the pale and handsome spearman gave him an affirmative look in return.

"Just go for it. I will do my best to assist you." Atalanta gave her trust to the young man without hesitation. Then, Shuoyue looked at Achilles who was galloping in front and interfering with the black team's vision. She smiled slightly, and her figure disappeared bit by bit like a shadow.

"Then, respond to Black's decision."

After Shuo Yue blocked her breath and disappeared completely, Mordred suddenly roared like a lion, and blood-red flames spewed out. She aimed at the longing figure and once again liberated Calamity's true name.

"Rebellion against my gorgeous father!"

In the chaos of light and shadow, another figure flew into the sky. Even if the golden armor was broken, in return, the god-killing spear in Karna's hand would be invincible!

Three thousand flames burned out, the majestic eyes of the gods opened behind him, and the surging red lotus dyed Karna's hair red. Amidst the holiness and coercion like a god coming to the world, he threw out the powerful A shot against the country:

"Brahma, curse me!"

The divine spear shot out like a giant arrow, blending with ominous magic power mixed with hatred, and turned into a terrifying death light that was neither holy nor devilish, shattering the air, shattering the city, and thrown at the servants of the black side with such force.

The blue mist was torn apart, the Wind King's barrier was broken, and Artoria grasped the holy spear without hesitation. The holy light bathed her, making her tall and otherworldly, as holy and majestic as a goddess.

Standing in front of all the black followers, she opened her thin lips.

"Holy Spear, pull out the anchor."

The tower of light holding the stars was unsealed, and the dazzling brilliance rose, competing with the roaring death light. Artoria raised the holy spear to her chest like a sword, and the spiral radiance expanded in an instant. At that moment , the storm of light rose from the whirlpool.

"The light emitted from the end is the rage of a storm that tears the sky apart and connects to the ground - shining in the spear of the end!"

The light is speeding, the light is spreading, the light is purifying everything and swallowing everything!

Unleashing magic power without reservation, the Farthest Spear that sang praises to the light of the stars exerted unprecedented power at this moment. Even the sky garden was shaking violently. The mysteries and concepts contained in it were almost washed away by this blow and could no longer be maintained on the surface of the world.

Even the death mixed with two A+ level Noble Phantasms could not break through the brilliance of the Holy Spear. Arturia blocked the combined attacks of Karna and Mordred with just her own strength!

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However, where the light is stronger, the shadows are deeper.

No one noticed that an assassin was lurking in the interlaced light and shadow, and appeared in the heart of the black side, where the black side leader was.

"There is a destiny of death that is difficult to die in this world, but there is no way to escape the destiny of death."

Only the iridescent blue lit up the night, and the red and black sides were shocked to find that the assassin in black robes was already holding a fist gun and slashing at the spiritual core of Vlad III with the tip of the gun!

"All phenomena are unreal. The floating world has ended. Goodbye - the magic eye of death that can be changed without any boundary!"

The Assassin's Noble Phantasm is released, and Gan Jiang Mo Xie's gun blade breaks through the rafters, the strong wind, and the robe - until it hits!

The feeling of the soul core being shattered was transmitted through the gun body. Before Shuoyue could taste the joy of a successful assassination, his arm was grasped tightly by the man.

"You're finally here, Shuoyue."

"what?!"

Together with the sound of astonishment, there was the sound of bones and flesh being crushed. Shuo Yue retreated in pain, and his right arm hung softly at his waist, obviously being twisted.

What he couldn't understand the most was Vlad III's current state.

"Obviously the spiritual core has been destroyed..."

Vlad III doesn't have any skills like fighting continuation, so he should have just exited the game!

"Didn't you expect that I couldn't avoid your attack despite being vigilant?" Vlad III lowered his head and looked at his broken chest. A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by some crazy thoughts.

"Well done, Shuo Yue, you are worthy of being the most dangerous assassin in this war."

Compared to the divine empress sitting in the courtyard and the dazzling King Arthur, it is obvious that Shuo Yue is the true shadow assassin who lives up to his reputation as an assassin.

But even though he was praising Shuoyue's military exploits, Vlad not only did not destroy him, he did not even turn his head back. What flowed out from the pierced part was not blood, but an unidentified object similar to a black shadow. The originally elegant black noble clothing was torn into tatters - what was exposed from the inside was not blood and flesh, but a shadow with mass.

"The smell of rotting blood..." Atalanta stood in front of the New Moon, staring at Vlad III with some anger, "You, actually turned into a vampire on your own initiative?"

"It's useless to turn into a vampire. The destruction of the soul core is irreversible." Shuoyue pulled Ta Miao back quickly, avoiding a new round of rafter attacks. "He just relied on that skill to survive."

"Grand Duke?"

Hearing Shuo Yue's judgment, Black stopped his momentum and couldn't help but look at their leader.

The monster with blood-colored cruel eyes and exposed sharp fangs also looked back at his companions. Even though his face was ferocious, his voice was still calm and cool.

"Believe...Yu!"

Under the gaze of Black's followers, Vlad III twisted his arms, inserted the knife into his chest, and actively tore his chest apart!

Sizzling, sizzling, sizzling!

In the sound like paper being torn, the flesh was torn, the nerves were broken, and the bones were shattered and scattered, and all the sacrificed things turned into bats with spread wings and rafters as sharp as fangs, spreading in all directions with unprecedented quantity and quality!

The cursed bats tore at the red servants, and the rafters broke through layer after layer of barriers. The black servants surrounded the dying king, constantly breaking through the resistance and rushing towards the destination.

This is the blood of the King of Wallachia, this is a vampire sacrifice!

Achilles, Karna and Atalanta subconsciously tried to stop him, but suddenly, their expressions changed drastically, the aura on their bodies dropped like a blowout, and even their bodies became unstable!

"What's going on!" The chariot dissipated on its own. Achilles looked at his palm in disbelief and whispered in disbelief, "The contract... was cut off?!"

"Could it be, Master?" For the first time, Karna's face showed such intense fluctuations. He, Achilles and Tamiao looked at each other, decisively abandoned the black servants, and rushed towards the direction of the mysterious feeling.

With rainbow blue light dancing in his eyes, Shuoyue looked at the three servants who had fled from the battlefield, then turned to look at the increasingly weak 'vampire'. He couldn't help but slow down his pace, lowered his head, and paid high tribute to the lord who had been fighting from the beginning to now.

"Using the remaining sanity to weaken one's own vitality, and then using the 'blood inheritance' to strengthen the attack power...it's really crazy."

As for the strange behavior of the three followers on the red side, he seemed not surprised. At this moment, only the image of Vlad III caught Shuo Yue's eyes.

"The obsession to regain the Holy Grail even with the help of the power of corruption... I deeply admire you."

The figures of Black's group disappeared from sight, like the second life belonging to Vlad III, slowly drawing to a close.

——My wish will come true just a little bit away.

Across the long corridor, Black saw the only door. As long as they opened it, there was no doubt that they would see the universal wish machine they longed for.

Having lost the source of his magic power and over-exerting himself, Vlad III could hardly move at this moment, and could only be supported by his subordinates, moving forward little by little. The power of the curse lingered, causing his body, which was on the verge of collapse, to multiply and change on its own. Countless shadows peeled off and grew again, and one of his eyeballs burst with a snap, and in the empty eye socket, shadows squirmed like layers of disgusting buds.

The corruption of the vampire fell upon him.

But it was forcibly calmed down by the hero's will.

"Grand Duke..." Standing in front of the door, Astolfo hesitated for a long time, turned around, and looked at Vlad III involuntarily.

In the man's only intact right eye, there remained a captivating light, an obsession that even Mordred found difficult to look directly at.

Use the Holy Grail to cleanse your name.

Struggle is necessary, and there is nothing to fear from being ugly.

History books are written by the victors, so as long as you capture the golden cauldron of wishes and put your wishes into writing, you can heal all the pain of the past——

His eyes said everything, so Astolfo no longer hesitated and opened the door with tears in his eyes. The wide steps made of bricks extended straight down, and a huge church building penetrated the top floor. The form stands there.