Chapter 381 Grand Duke of Wallachia, Vlad III

Chapter 382 Grand Duke of Wallachia, Vlad III

The reason why Shuoyue chose the Magic Association is simple - as the only Servant and Master of the 'Blue' camp, he needs a force to endorse him.

Just like behind the 'Red' camp is Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, a saint who has been preparing for sixty years, and the Ruler who has 'real name see through'; behind the 'Black' camp is the Thousand World Trees that possesses the Holy Grail, and the head of the family, Danic, who has been planning since World War II, each camp has its own background.

And the sudden appearance of Shuoyue and his 'Blue' camp, although they have foresight that no one can match, obviously lack the ability to deal with emergencies. Once Shuoyue gets into trouble, it means the disintegration of the 'Blue' camp.

In particular, Shuoyue does not have the qualifications to have an equal dialogue with the leaders of these two camps - this kind of thing is the most fatal in a three-way melee.

Strength is the basis of equal dialogue, and power is also a part of strength. Even if it is just a fox pretending to be a tiger, it is enough for Shuoyue.

He also did not intend to allow a giant like the Magic Association to enter.

"It's just a big deal. The Great Holy Grail has not yet activated the preparatory system. The appearance of the 'Blue' camp, which is completely inconsistent with the original plot, is already outrageous enough. If the Magic Association is also involved, the situation will be far beyond my expectations."

Shuoyue did not want to give up the advantage of foresight.

"——Excuse me."

A deep male voice sounded, and Shuoyue raised his arm. Behind him, more than fifty magicians stopped and waited for orders expressionlessly.

These people are called the Cleaning Team, which is a group of magicians with specialized combat capabilities sent by the Magic Association.

After Shuoyue reached an agreement with the top leaders of the Magic Association, he had the dominance over fifty first-class magicians. According to the original plan, Shuoyue brought the Cleaning Team to Romania, the territory where the Thousand World Tree was located, the next morning.

"What's the matter."

Still using Hades' cloak to cover his face, Shuoyue turned around and asked his deputy, the former captain of the team.

"The spirit vein is abnormal." The captain is a thin man in a suit. He holds the spirit disk and reports, "There may be an ambush in the forest ahead."

"Oh? We have just stepped into the border of the Thousand World Tree territory." Shuoyue raised his lips with interest, "It seems that the Thousand World Tree values ​​you very much."

Neither of them mentioned the problem of information leakage. The overly loose system of the clock tower is destined to be filled with spies from different forces.

"What should we do, captain?"

"There is nothing worth reminding. We are all experienced magicians. Just play according to the plan." Shuoyue said casually, "Solve the obstacles before the servant arrives. I will complete my mission. When the servant arrives..."

"I know, I know, run as far as you can, and set up a magic circle to seal the spirit vein, right?"

The red-haired magician on the side said impatiently. He was the original deputy of the cleaning team. Because of Shuoyue's airborne landing, he was naturally downgraded to an ordinary team member.

"..." Shuoyue was too lazy to say more, just looked at the red-haired magician meaningfully, then left after saying a word.

"Action begins."

The order was issued, and no matter what the people in the team were thinking, their high quality still made them move, and cast body strengthening magic. Fifty magicians rushed into the dense forest in front of them at a sprint speed far exceeding the world record.

In response to the team that rushed forward like a sharp arrow, Qianjieshu also responded - along with the surging of the soil, strange things suddenly emerged from the muddy ground in front of the "cleaning team".

These things have different shapes, some can barely recognize human shapes, and some are completely alien. The only thing in common is that these things are carrying weapons and exuding magic that is not inferior to second-rate magicians.

The obstruction from the Thousand World Tree did not change the expressions of the magicians. These things might scare ignorant ordinary people, but they did not take them seriously because they were very common guards in the magic world - puppets. According to intelligence, the Thousand World Tree clan they needed to defeat had an excellent puppeteer.

After Shuoyue left, the captain who became the leader again took the lead. With the roar of the invisible spirit, the puppets in the fan-shaped range in front of him seemed to be crushed and destroyed as if they were run over by a steamroller.

The magicians standing behind him also took action. In an instant, the colorful mysterious light illuminated the forest at night and destroyed the puppets blocking the road.

"Hmph, vulnerable." The red-haired magician snorted coldly, and the fire snakes around him easily burned the enemies who dared to come forward. "The puppets and the defensive barriers are not great stuff. Just relying on these mobs, they want to rebel?"

For him who is loyal to the Magic Association, what he can't understand the most is not the stupidity of the Thousand World Tree, but the distrust from the top.

"Why do you have to send a mysterious guy to put pressure on us? Can't we deal with these bastards?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience fell into an inexplicable silence.

The red-haired magician thought that everyone had tacitly agreed with his words, and was about to continue speaking, but a strong force came from behind and pulled him to his side.

"Captain..."

"Shut up!"

The thin man didn't even look at him, but stared at the front, breathing rapidly. The other magicians were also on high alert, with cold sweat dripping down their cheeks.

At some point, a man came into their sight.

The man was wrapped in aristocratic clothes that seemed to be dissolved in the night. In contrast to the black, his pale face was creepy, and his white hair like silk hung loosely.

The moment he appeared, the atmosphere in the forest suddenly became tense. Just standing there felt like being crushed, and if someone looked at him, the whole body would tremble uncontrollably.

This was not because the man was rude and violent. In fact, he was very elegant and noble in both image and temperament, but his eyes were too cold, and those who looked at him would involuntarily realize that they were extremely fragile and powerless.

"A group of rude people, do you think you have received permission from someone to stand here?"

The man's voice was low, carrying an unmatched pressure, but this pressure did not make the "cleaning team" lose their will.

Long before, the black-robed man who claimed to be Shuoyue had told them.

[When you see someone like a medieval noble appear, run, run away immediately, otherwise no one can save you. ]

So without hesitation, the magicians threw away the escape magic they had prepared long ago and rushed out of the forest.

"... Stupid." The man who looked like a king of the dark night coldly sneered, even though he was on the battlefield, his clothes were still not a bit messy.

"What do you think this piece of land you are standing on is?"

The man looked down at the fleeing magicians from a high position, and his naturally drooping left hand slowly raised horizontally, pointing from left to right.

"Here."

"Here."

"And here."

"Including there——"

"Looking around, everything is my territory!"

When the man finally clenched his fist, the magic power that was more powerful than that of fifty magicians combined swept out with him as the center.

The next second, the place where the magic swept was covered with dense black rafters.

These rafters were so dense that the magicians had no place to stand.

These rafters were so sharp that even the magicians who were known for their strong bodies and could withstand gunfire could not withstand them.

The growth rate of these rafters was so fast that the high-speed movement of the magicians was nothing compared to the speed of the rafters.

"Ahhhhhhh!" The scream pierced the sky, and the red-haired magician who fell behind the team felt a chill all over his body, and his lower body felt pierced. Then, his scream quickly became hoarse like an aging record player.

Because the rafters from Romania grabbed his limbs and went up all the way, like a bloody plant growing from hell, breaking through the red-haired magician's large intestine, small intestine, stomach, throat, and rushed out of his mouth along with the surging and splashing flesh and blood!

Not only the red-haired magician who lagged behind, but also the magicians at the end of the cleaning team cried out one after another. Regardless of gender, strength or weakness, all of them were like lambs to be slaughtered, and suffered from piercing from bottom to top, turning into nutrients to reproduce the epic.

The bright red blood dripped onto the ground along the black rafters, as if it was the reappearance of an ancient legend on this land.

Legend has it that in the Middle Ages, the once powerful Ottoman Turkish Empire sent a large army to attack Transylvania, which was then the Principality of Wallachia, and the then Grand Duke led the army to resist. During the resistance, the Grand Duke pierced all captured or killed Turkish soldiers with wooden stakes and nailed them to the land of the Principality of Wallachia. The cumulative number of pierced people exceeded 20,000.

"Give your blood, your life."

The man who was called "The Impaler" by the terrified enemy, seeing the tragic scene in front of him like a breeze, stretched out his palm and slowly clenched it.

"I was pierced with the stake of despair... I am the one who drinks the lamentation!!"

He is the most famous hero in Transylvania and even in the whole of Romania - Vlad III!