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Thinking that playing cards and bullets have the same properties, the vampire reached out to grab the playing cards and tore more than a dozen cards into pieces in the blink of an eye.

However, after everything was over, the vampire suddenly discovered that there were fine scars on the palms of his hands, and even his powerful self-healing ability could not heal the scars.

It's not about tracking and hitting the target, but about making the injury impossible to recover and restraining the immortal body.

The vampire realized this immediately and was speechless.

He is a vampire, but he has baptismal silver bullets and a card that restrains immortality. What kind of mentality is this weapon that is specifically aimed at himself? Is it self-abuse?

"what is that?"

Not far away, Avisbronn couldn't help but take a step back, his eyes full of horror.

"Oh my! Could it be that..."

Shakespeare also showed an expression of surprise, staring at the figures emerging from the wriggling chaos.

The wriggling chaos glowed with blood, and human faces emerged from it. There were women, men, strong men, and old people. All of them had strange expressions and cast malicious glances towards the outside world.

Immediately afterwards, a blood-red river gushed out, as if it was a wave from the sea of ​​blood in hell, surging wantonly on the land of the human world. Tens of thousands of eyes appeared on the surface of the blood-red river, as if the evil spirits from hell were looking at the human world through the river.

The river soon flowed over, and Avisbronn did not dare to be careless. He immediately created a flying bird golem to carry Gold, Roger, and Shakespeare high into the sky, away from the blood river on the ground.

When the vampire fell from the sky and stepped into the river of blood, corpses one after another stood up from the river of blood and looked at the vampire with malicious scarlet pupils.

The vampire couldn't help but retreat, but he had no choice because in just a breath, the living corpses were everywhere, surrounding him in the center.

Immediately after them, a dead march, evidently an army, emerged from the river carrying banners.

"War Pot Flags? Janissary Legion! Mehmed II's army?! Why are they..."

The vampire's face changed slightly, because he recognized this army. It was the Janissary Corps of Mehmed II, who had once been hostile to him.

But why was he here? Was he killed by him?

No! This is not a simple death! This guy in front of me! Is it really him?

"—!"

At this moment, the neighing of horses was heard, and war horses appeared one after another stepping on the blood waves. The cavalrymen holding spears and wearing silver armor marched in neat formations.

"Walachia... My Knights! Why are they here...! You! Did you eat them?!"

Seeing the emergence of the second army, the vampire instantly realized a certain truth.

The march of the dead emerging from the bloody river are not enemies killed by Vlad III, but humans eaten by the vampire Dracula!

That Acardo was not an innocent monster either, but another possibility of him! The possibility of becoming a vampire during his lifetime!

"You...you even killed your own army...your own servants...your own civilians...what kind of monster are you!"

The vampire stared at the figure in the river of blood with bloodshot eyes, his blood boiling. He suppressed his humble magician consciousness, and roared at the figure with an unknown emotion filling his brain.

Akado, who emerged from the river of blood, had changed his appearance, with solid armor, a black cloak, messy hair, and a weathered face, like a general who had experienced hundreds of battles.

Without responding to the vampire's question, Akado waved his cloak and made an attacking gesture. The knights who were ready to go immediately tightened the reins and rode their horses to charge towards the vampire.

Countless soldiers and civilians also formed the March of the Dead, rushing towards the vampire along with the flowing river of blood.

After just one encounter, the vampires were overwhelmed by the endless march of the dead. In front of this army of hundreds of thousands of dead, no matter what kind of monster it was, it was not worth mentioning.

"Oh!"

The golden shape blasted out like a cannonball, crashing into the mountain behind it and creating a huge cave.

Right in front of the cave, All Might turned his head to look to the left, and the bloody river of death came into view, which made his face change.

"That is……"

"Corpses, dead bodies, citizens, troops marching out of the city."

Karna walked out of the cave and turned his gaze towards the scarlet river in the distance, calmly revealing the nature of the dead river.

"All Might, your companion is such a monster. A city built by countless dead bodies, a city of death that swallowed countless lives."

All Might turned his head away with an unpleasant expression, no longer looking at the Death River of Akado. Living in a peaceful era, he had never seen such a cruel scene. Even the last time he went to Akado's world and participated in the war, it was far worse than the Death River of Akado.

Of course, it doesn't mean that the dead river looks more horrible than the war. If you ignore the eyes of the dead marching and the blood river that contains them, they are not much different from normal people.

What was terrifying was the nature of the dead river, a river that held hundreds of thousands of lives. This meant that hundreds of thousands of people were killed by Akado.

Although he would not blame Akado for this, because he did not know why those dead were killed by Akado, he could not look directly at the end of hundreds of thousands of lives.

"Keep fighting, Karna."

All Might turned his full attention to Karna and raised his fists in a fighting stance.

Then, attack.

He did not use any special moves, but only punched and kicked, exerting 100% of his strength to create a small storm. Karna, who was in the center of the storm, endured the heavy blows like a mountain, wielding his spear to block, moving his steps to avoid, and radiating the magic of fire. In addition to the Noble Phantasm, Karna used all his skills. Even Vlad III, who was on his home ground and deployed his Noble Phantasm, would be suppressed by such a Karna.

However, All Might is not Vlad III, so the only one who will be suppressed is Karna.

Chapter 157 The Battle Ends

All Might, who has recovered from his injuries and has not passed on OneForAll, is at least ten times stronger and faster than he was in the original plot. Even without using magic to strengthen his body, his pure physical fitness is enough to suppress Karna. Every punch and kick can split mountains and crack the earth. If described by the numerical value of the Servant, it is probably at the A++ level, and it is not the explosive A++, but the normal strength of each attack.

In terms of strength, let alone Karna, even if you search the entire history of humanity, no one can defeat All Might.

After only ten rounds, Karna finally couldn't hold on any longer and flew backwards for the second time, creating a deeper hole in the mountain than the previous one.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of golden beams shot out from the cave, carrying extremely powerful destructive power, and attacked All Might.

Karna's Brahma magic weapon cannot be dealt with by normal attacks, and All Might's expression became a little serious.

"Texas Smash!"

All Might concentrated his strength on his right hand and threw a straight punch. The force of the punch caused the air flow to surge rapidly, forming a powerful wind pressure to charge forward.

Brahma's treasure collapsed at the touch, and the destructive power comparable to that of a Category 6 hurricane was compressed in the fist wind, opening a five-meter-high and wide tunnel in the mountain, running through the entire mountain. Karna in the cave also flew backwards, and was swept out of Sighisoara by several huge rocks.

All Might bent his body slightly, exerted force with his legs, and shot up into the sky like a rocket, chasing in the direction of Karna.

"Flame [Agni]."

Karna's whole body radiated blazing flames, shaking away the surrounding rubble. He stopped retreating in the sky and descended to the ground.

"Cough cough..."

After landing and standing firmly, Karna coughed up a mouthful of blood foam, and the corners of his mouth were dyed red by the bright blood.

To withstand All Might's Texas Smash head-on, even with the Sun Wheel transformed into armor, is not an easy task. Even if the power is weakened by 90%, the remaining 10% can still cause some minor injuries to a body with a durability no higher than C-level.

Again, the gap between the two sides is too big. This gap is not just in strength, but also in status.

All Might, who has returned to his prime, can fight for a long time with all his strength, even if it lasts for three days and three nights, without worrying about any consumption. But Karna is not like that. He is not a demon of the Holy Grail, so even basic skills such as releasing magic power have to be used with great care. It is already the limit for the Noble Phantasm to occasionally use a move with the least consumption.

If there was a Holy Grail for the devil, Karna could transform into a nuclear bomb launcher and launch Brahma, Curse Me continuously. Even if he couldn't defeat All Might, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage by relying on fire bombing, let alone fall into the current situation.

At the same time, All Might fell from the sky, the weight of his feet caused the ground to crack, and before he could stand firmly, he had already rushed towards Karna. Three punches and two kicks created a huge storm, forcing Karna to retreat step by step.

However, it is extremely difficult to kill Karna with ordinary attacks alone. The Sun Wheel Armor, which reduces damage by 90%, is unstoppable, from the Fantasy Great Sword: Devil's Fall to the Returning Sword of Judgment of Destruction. Combined with Karna's martial arts, he is inherently immortal.

At this point in the battle, All Might realized this, so he stopped attacking and jumped back, creating a distance of nearly a hundred meters.

"Carolina Smash!"

Then, All Might pushed the ground hard with his feet, rushed towards the enemy quickly, and used both hands to release cross slashes at Karna's body.

"O Brahma, curse my body (BrahmastraKundala)!"

At the same time, Karna, sensing the crisis, released his Noble Phantasm without hesitation. He suddenly raised his foot and took a step forward with enough force to crush the stone slabs. The divine spear in his hand was thrown out with a vortex of flames, advancing towards All Might with an avalanche of destructive power.

"boom!!!"

An extremely heavy explosion resounded through the sky, and blazing flames swept in all directions. Accompanied by bright blood flowers, a golden figure flew high and fell heavily.

The slash that concentrated the force on a single line caused Karna far more damage than the previous punch. With just one strike, Karna fell to the ground seriously injured.

With strong will, Karna stood up tenaciously, raised the spear in his hand, a determined look flashed in his eyes, and the magic power in his body also expanded.

All Might also stopped chasing, his expression becoming serious, because the feeling Karna gave him at the moment was enough to rival death.

This is the final blow, a desperate struggle.

All Might quickly realized this and bulged his muscles, preparing to use Unova Crush to fight Karna to the death.

However, the next moment, Karna disappeared.

All Might's determined expression froze on his face, his body froze in place, and his bulging muscles relaxed.

It’s not for any other reason, but because Karna’s disappearance is not a phenomenon caused by rapid movement, but a real disappearance, that is, spatial movement.

In other words, Karna had already left, summoned away by his Master using a Command Spell.

"boom!"

At this moment, a dull crash was heard, and All Might looked and saw a giant black dragon falling from the sky, crashing into the sea of ​​fire on Cathedral Hill, and its body turned into bright spirit particles and rose up.

That was Siegfried's transformation into the black dragon Fafner. After Karna was defeated, Siegfried also died in Thor's attack.

Immediately afterwards, the blood river flowed backwards, leaving no corpse wherever it passed. The vampire was reduced to ashes, and the river of death returned to Akado's body.

"The battle is over?"

All Might muttered to himself somewhat disappointedly. After three battles, except for him, all the opponents in the other two battles were defeated, and only he let his opponent escape.

In fact, it’s not over yet.

The two casters and two masters are currently hiding in the sky.

After defeating Siegfried, Thor turned his attention to the eagle golem, staring at the four people on the golem with his vertical pupils. After thinking for a few seconds, he did not directly spit out dragon breath, but cast magic, summoning a tornado to force the eagle golem to the ground.

The eagle-shaped golem happened to fall in front of Akado. Shakespeare, Avisbronn, Gold, and Roger fell off the eagle's back in a mess. As soon as they raised their heads, they saw Akado's black and white guns.

"Bang! Bang!"

Akado pulled the trigger without mercy, and the bullet spun out of the muzzle, killing a caster.

"teacher!"

Looking at the fallen figure, Roger showed a look of sadness and regret. Although he knew there would be separation, he still felt sad when he experienced it.

Gold sat down on the ground. Although the gun was not aimed at him, the close-range gunshot still scared him.

"Ok?"

Unlike the two masters who were either afraid or sad, a look of doubt flashed across Akado's face.

He fired two shots, hitting only one person, and only one person fell down. What about the other person?

In just a blink of an eye, the second caster disappeared.

Chapter 158 Chaldea's Rescue

Brasov, a city in central Romania, is not located inside the city but in the outer mountains. Boudica drove the wheel that could not be protected with an oath into the mountains and forests, and Ritsuka Fujimaru, Mashu, and Jeanne jumped out of the chariot one after another.

Soon after, the shadow servant Boudica was unable to maintain her existence and disappeared from the sight of the three women.

"Phew! It's so dangerous!"

The sound of relief did not come from any of the three women, but from Chaldea. After completely failing to detect the magical reactions of the dragon and the dead river, Roman sincerely felt relieved for Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"It's not the time to relax yet, because we still have no way to deal with the dragon," Da Vinci frowned and said seriously, "The dragon is an enemy of the same level as the Lion King. Then there is the Blood River, a monster made up of hundreds of thousands of lives. It may not be as good as the dragon in terms of quality, but it is enough to make people despair in terms of quantity. The physical attack source that has no magic reaction but can defeat Cathedral Mountain in one go is also a threat that is no less than that of the Lion King."

The expressions of Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu also became heavy. Usually, there would only be one powerful enemy in a singularity, but this time three appeared at once. Isn't this too difficult to deal with?

"Ruler, since you are the ruler of this Holy Grail War, don't you know anything about the origins of those Servants?"

In the control room, Leonardo da Vinci asked Joan of Arc questions.

"I'm sorry, but those servants are not from either the Black or Red camps. They seem to have been re-summoned by Amakusa Shiro Tokisada using the Holy Grail. I don't have any information on them."

Joan of Arc lowered her head and said in a somewhat depressed tone.

There were multiple outsiders in the Holy Grail War, but they knew nothing about it. She was an incompetent ruler.

"Don't blame yourself. In fact, this information is irrelevant." Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled and comforted Jeanne, but there was a bit of self-mockery in her words. "Well, after all, no matter who they are, it doesn't affect their strength. They are powerful beyond the limits of servants."

Jeanne could not help but remain silent. Although what Fujimaru Ritsuka said was true, but...

"In that case, let's let the Servant surpass his limit as well."