Chapter 1333, Vlad Is Defeated

  Emperor Karl-Franz and the chief wizard of the empire Mattak landed in the courtyard of the palace. Although poisonous weeds about 20 to 30 centimeters high had grown on the ground, the emperor and the chief wizard were grateful It was found that the resistance outside was still continuing, and there were no enemies in the courtyard for the time being.

  "Emperor, this is not a good choice." Mattak fell to the ground riding a double-headed griffin. He is not a good rider. Compared with the emperor's skilled riding skills, he is like a rookie. Seeing that Karl Franz insisted on landing in the palace, Mattak shook his head again and again: "Our best choice is to go to the zoo, and the second best choice is to go to the southeast. Have you seen it? Nuer's black-bottomed golden lion The banner is still flying over Rundstede Castle."

   "Why do you think that the Nuer army will obey my command?" The emperor was stunned for a moment, then he turned over and got off the death claws, and said lightly: "Because Devin is my godson?"

   "Because you are the Emperor of the Empire!" Mattak insisted.

  "Because I am the emperor of the empire, I must be here, and I must face the enemies who dare to challenge my majesty in the palace!" Karl Franz shouted: "You saw their army, you Know how close they are!"

  "It is impossible for us to defeat the three Grote brothers, Your Majesty." Matak was still trying to persuade: "I know how powerful they are."

  "I know too." The emperor seemed to regret his previous tone, he thought for a while, and said softly: "Matak, you know, I owe you my life, you saved me, I allow you Do what you want, including but not limited to going to the zoo, seeking help from the Nuer army, or even riding a two-headed griffin to find a way out, I allow you, but I am the emperor of the empire, and I am the guardian of the empire Don't stop me, it's my destiny."

   After finishing speaking, Karl Franz glanced at the old crooked-neck tree that grew at the entrance of the Hammer Hall in the courtyard of the imperial palace. The emperor was speechless for a long time.

  Seeing this, Mattak had no choice but to curse secretly, and barely followed.

   And in the palace hall separated by a wall, the Chaos army has already killed here, the guards of the imperial palace are almost killed and injured, and there are about 4,000 subordinates of the three Grote brothers.

  "The twin-tailed comet is getting closer,

We hurry up! "

  At this time, only Vlad's undead army could resist, and the von Carstein vampire and Lamia pale sisters sent by the undead army fell in front of the three Grote brothers one after another.

  Vlad was forced to fight in person. The Lord of Death was in a very bad state. Yellow-green mucus was constantly dripping from the surface of his body. He kept coughing and vomited a stream of bile. , he still stopped in front of the three Grote brothers: "You can't pass through here!"

   "Ah, it's you necrophile antique." Eldest brother Otto admired the beauty of the imperial palace, the colorful glass windows, the incredibly gorgeous chandeliers, and the sculptures that symbolized the glorious history of the empire Portraits, as well as the finely carved marble floor wantonly trampled on: "Report your name, our three brothers will not kill the unknown!"

  "My name is known to everyone from Kislev to the Nicohala Desert." Vlad said coldly, and he clenched his blood-drinking sword tightly.

   "? So what's your name?" Second brother Ezerak asked, "Who are you sending it to? Say your name!"

  "..." Vlad showed a hurt expression on his face, and he became even angrier: "This seat is Vlad von Carstein, the Elector of Sylvania , the supreme king of death, the lord of the shadows, the first count of vampires, the successor to the power of Nagash, the first king of vampires, Isabella's husband, the king of darkness, and the head of Von Carstein !"

  "Is it famous?" Otto and Ezerac looked at each other, they really had never heard of Vlad's name, in order not to lose momentum, they imitated Vlad's tone and stammered Babadi now made up a name for them that looks majestic and domineering: "Then we also tell you, this seat... the three brothers are the three Grote brothers, the eldest brother of the good children of Nurgle, and the destruction of the fools of the empire." Or, there are a lot of big patients with many diseases, the good baby of Nurgle's father! And, the three brothers who are about to kill that so-and-so Casstonin"

  "Yes, we're going to kill you, you wretch Frodo!"

   "Me too!"

  "Enough is enough, you stupid Yankees, endlessly mowed pigs, same-sex bugs, buzzing poisonous bees, garbage dripping from the gap in the highest sky, toy triplets with chaotic eggs tires, fat pigs on the chopping board, stinking carrion in barrels, scumbags from the Norscan mountains, rotten fish from the Claw Sea, professional shit eaters in the Garden of Nurgle, lackeys of Archaon, thieves in Brunswick, Executioner of Marienburg, deformed child of humans and sea monsters, in my Sylvania, you are only worthy of fucking a goat's ass in the sheepfold!"

   "All the curses are back!" Otto screamed.

  "Your rebound is invalid!" Ezerac shouted, "You bastard, bastard! We are the good ones, the good ones!"

   "Me too!" Guruit farted, spraying out a large stream of viscous yellow-brown fluid.

   "You guys one by one hum~huh~huh~ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

   Without further ado, the two sides began to fight, and Vlad fought against the three Grote brothers at the same time with his own strength.

  Although Vlad's strength has been severely regressed, his mastery of swordsmanship and magic makes him worthy of a duel with the three Grote brothers. Zerak's plague magic, while the Lord of Death is dodging Guret's attack.

  In this way, in front of the emperor's throne, the undead and chaos fought, and there were no human figures.

  Three Grote brothers tried their best and couldn't take Vlad down, so they could only deal with him. Vlad, who was skilled in both magic and martial arts, danced like a bat in the siege of the three brothers, and he kept a close eye on him The eldest brother Otto is the target, and the death king noticed that among the three Grote brothers, the eldest brother Otto is the leader, he is more intelligent (compared to his two younger brothers), and he is the backbone of the three guys.

  The target was determined, Vlad immediately swung his blade, the vampire twisted his body into a twist in the air, and easily dodged Otto's sickle attack, Vlad released a wave of time The curse exchanged Ezerac's life growth, and the army of death seized the opportunity to chop the blood-drinking sword on Otto's wrist, and then the blade stuck to the corner of the plague scythe, allowing the scythe to escape from Otto's hand. Stepping on the sickle under his feet, he raised his head: "Then, this is the end."

  The Lord of Death grabbed Otto's wrist and turned it upside down to minus one hundred and eighty degrees. Otto felt a little pain and was about to fight back. The blood-drinking sword in Vlad's hand fell directly from the Pierced Otto's heart behind him.

   "Brother!"

   "Brother!!!"

   Ezelac and Guruit screamed, while Otto knelt down powerlessly. Vlad injected some wind of death to kill Otto directly, but he coughed again and again and the hornbeam seeds still affected With his strength, he couldn't draw enough death wind from his body to deal a fatal blow to Otto.

  Damn it, I don't have enough magic power.

  Thinking of this, the Lord of Death drew the Blood-Drinking Sword from Otto's back. Full of blood, just like his fighting habits for thousands of years, Vlad needs more magic power, and the best source of magic power for vampires is blood, so he subconsciously stuck out his tongue to lick and drink blood Blood on the sword, trying to recover some magic that way.

  The next second, Vlad quickly covered his throat with his hand. The vampire's eyes protruded, he covered his mouth and retched, and then spit out a mouthful of stinky spray. The death king knelt directly on the ground, and he sprayed out black and red blood one after another: "This... this is ?”

  This isn't blood at all, it's full of "shit" called Nurgle's blessing!

  There is poison in the shit!

  "Does it taste good? Do you like it? Do you want to come again?" Otto got up from the ground, the scar on his chest healed quickly under Nurgle's blessing, the elder brother laughed at Vlad's stupidity, Then he picked up the sickle and planned to cut off Vlad's head.

  "Damn... but... cough cough... evil! I... uh!" Vlad vomited desperately, as if a Nurgle was stuffed in his throat, and the Lord of Death fell on the ground in pain Rolling around, seeing Otto's sickle cut down, Vlad could only hold down his ring of Von Carstein in desperation.

  The next second, the death maharaja's head was cut off by Otto's sickle, leaving behind a headless corpse, which was quickly wrapped in poison vines and creep, and Vlad's body immediately turned back to white , turned into a pile of stone powder.

  Vlad was defeated, and the undead army he commanded collapsed in an instant, leaving only broken bones all over the ground, and the three Grote brothers.

  Then there is only one target left!

  The head of Emperor Karl Franz!

  In the quiet Hammer Hall, Emperor Karl-Frantz and Matak were on the other side. Matak first saw a group of bats flying past the window, and a weak and exhausted voice shouted: " Don't give up the fight, my emperor...don't, give up."

   "Give up what?" Mattak was still wondering, and the door of the Hammer Hall was knocked open.

  The three Grote brothers rushed in. When they saw the emperor and the chief wizard standing in front of the two solitary golden chains, as well as their mounts, they couldn't help laughing loudly: "I found you, My emperor!"

  "In the name of Charlemagne, I warn you, Yankees." Karl Franz pulled out the Rune Fang, and the dragon tooth sword always reflected the golden light in the Hammer Hall: "This is our country, Don't allow you to be wild, now I warn you to withdraw from the empire immediately, remove your corrupt magic, and go back to the north, so that I can consider sparing your lives."

  "Hahahaha, did you see that, second brother, third brother, he said he would forgive us!"

   "I laughed, is this the Emperor of the Empire? I love it~ I love it!"

   "Me too."

  "This is the last chance." Emperor Karl Franz coldly pointed the tip of the dragon tooth sword at the three brothers Grote-Authorizer: "Otherwise, don't blame my rune teeth for being ruthless! "

   "Come on then!" Otto shouted, behind them, at least 300 Nurgle's Chosen Warriors and Chaos Warriors rushed into the Hammer Hall.

  "Praise Nurgle, for the love of the father!!!"

   "For the Empire! For Charlemagne!!!"

  The triplets rushed to the battlefield, Otto punched the emperor with all his strength, and the emperor's helmet was cracked, and Karl Franz's body drew a long trajectory in the Hammer Hall until His back hit the steps below the two golden locks.

  A large stream of blood quickly flowed from the emperor's forehead until his entire face and the chest of his shirt were stained red. Karl Franz's body stiffened for a few seconds, and finally went limp.

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