Chapter 383 Assassination, Vlad III's Desperate Situation

Chapter 384 Assassination, Vlad III’s desperate situation

In the sticky forest, the Archduke of Wallachia covered his broken arm and roared, his sharp and violent eyes locked in front of him.

The young man wearing a black robe and holding two guns moved like a ghost, but his rainbow-colored eyes contained a heart-stopping silence.

There was silence among the kings of Millenia Castle. The masters of the Thousand World Tree bowed their heads in fear, not daring to look, as if the king's anger would spread from the other side of the forest and burn the disrespectful magicians to death. .

But even if they lowered their heads, doubts still echoed in everyone's hearts and lingered for a long time.

Who attacked and killed Vlad III?

Is he a follower?

If it was a follower, how did he find it?

Who is his master?

"Raise your heads, Masters of Thousand World Trees."

The master of Lancer Vlad III, the leader of the Thousand World Tree, Danik, spoke. Even though he had briefly lost his composure, the thoughts that arose with anger had been skillfully suppressed by him, and they were once again displayed in front of the masters. What is in front of him is the calm and unhurried face of the leader of the clan:

"Our King, our Grand Duke was attacked by an assassin (Assassin) and lost an arm. However, there is no need to deny this! This is an insignificant part of the fierce battle in the future! The so-called servants are originally the light accumulated in the Holy Grail. Next, the Servant who fights for our great ambition and brings us victory!”

"Since we enshrine the Black Lancer as the king, even if he is destined to fight bloody battles for this honor, even if he is injured or even pays his life for it, this is his responsibility as a servant and the king of the Romanian territory!"

Under Danik's passionate speech, the fear in the Masters' eyes gradually dissipated.

Yes, only Servants can defeat Servants. Vlad III's survival under the sneak attack of the mysterious Assassin has proved his strength.

not to mention--

"The assassins exposed to the king's wrath are nothing more than mere ants!"

Even who this Assassin is and where he comes from is still a mystery. But Darnic knew that in order to restore the morale of the masters of the Thousand World Tree, he had to say this and he had to do this.

In front of everyone, Darnic, the leader of the Qianjie Tree clan, bowed and paid respect to Darnic in the image. The magic power from the 'Crown' magician followed the line of cause and effect and was continuously transmitted to the familiar in the distance ( Servant).

"Please also bring victory to our Thousand World Tree in the first servant battle, Grand Duke!"

As if catering to Darnic's speech, Vlad III, who remained graceful even though he was bleeding, raised his left arm and pointed forward.

"Kazikli Bey!"

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"Kazikli Bey!"

The sound of breaking wind sounded, and the rafter piles seemed to replace the forest itself. They surged up with unprecedented force, covering the ground in an instant, piercing the sky, and piercing towards the figure sandwiched between the sky and the earth.

The muzzle of the gun spit out fire, and the bullet made of pure iron hit the rafter pile and shattered it into pieces, but it was just one of thousands.

Like a herd of animals attracted by the sound of gunfire, the rafters pointed in the direction of the assassin and poured out one after another. The assassin held the trigger with both hands and shot one after another to break the sharp tip that was against him. However, the damaged New rafter piles grew between the gaps between the rafter piles.

Continuous and endless, this is the terrifying aspect of this Noble Phantasm.

It doesn't really matter if it is a Noble Phantasm for rafter piles. If it is a single one, it does not have much destructive power, and the speed is also very slow... However, the number is terrifying. There were more than a thousand rafter piles standing between the assassin and the king, and they were things that suddenly appeared from the ground. It was quite difficult to avoid them.

Quantity - can be said to be the most distinctive feature of this Noble Phantasm. The number of iron piles it can deploy is approximately 20,000. Just like this, it is already an exceptional existence.

Among the Noble Phantasms against armies or against cities, there are indeed Noble Phantasms that can annihilate hundreds or even thousands of people at once, but when it comes to Noble Phantasms measured in units of tens of thousands, there are really very few of them.

This is because the Noble Phantasm of Vlad III is not a holy sword or a holy spear, but a reproduction of the "actual event" that happened in history - the legend of 20,000 Ottoman Turkish soldiers impaled on iron stakes. result.

Indeed, each of the iron stakes may be an insignificant thing that cannot be considered a Noble Phantasm. But - facing the overwhelming number of 20,000, even the courageous Heroic Spirits will feel an invisible sense of pressure. Although it was full of madness, it was the strongest and most impactful military demonstration. That is simply something that a human being cannot do.

Therefore, this Noble Phantasm is called "Kaziklu Bey", and it is the most terrifying Noble Phantasm named after its owner.

Destruction is meaningless. Bullets can cut through steel plates and destroy human bodies, but they cannot block rivers.

——Especially the mighty rivers composed of iron stakes of punishment.

The safe distance was threatened, and the assassin had no choice but to run in order to avoid being swallowed by the 'turbid current'. But no matter where Shuo Yue appeared, the endless rafters and piles still followed him, as if he had been driven on the guillotine, and The 'King of Execution' is the happy knife of Louis XVI falling towards him.

Can't escape, can't hide.

If it weren't for the hero with absolute defense, he would have been pierced through the chest by these approaching rafters, becoming a highlight of this bloody legend.

Bang, bang, bang!

The gunshots became more and more frequent, but the broken rafters fell, and new rafters grew in the next moment, squeezing the assassin's increasingly cramped space.

The one-armed King of the Night stood in place, and the sharp rafters were his soldiers, his limbs.

He narrowed his eyes, which were gloomy due to anger, and looked at the mysterious assassin jumping up and down, and his heart was gradually filled with disappointment and the pleasure of killing.

Ah, it was really stupid. It's not just that I had too high expectations for him, but also that I was actually injured by such an ant.

For this proud leader, if he had a proud record of cutting off his right arm, this assassin should not be so weak that he couldn't even break through the rafters, otherwise even he, the injured person, would be ridiculed by the world!

Vlad III, attacked by shame, clenched his left fist. The attack of the rafters became more and more violent. At this rate, the weak assassin would be pierced by hundreds of rafters at the same time - the scene would be extremely bloody and cruel.

There is also an anecdote about the Grand Duke of Wallachia, and this characteristic makes Vlad III more eager for blood and slaughter.

But at least now, the people standing here are not those who have fallen because of the legend, but the noble and majestic heroes who have been honored by the glory of the Romanian legend!

"It's just that I lost the gun in my hand! Although I appear in the world as Lancer, as a hero, my legend is the existence that you scoundrels cannot surpass!"

The last bit of expectation in his heart made Vlad III shout like this. The rafters lifted up the fallen spear. He held the spear shaft with his left hand, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at the increasingly embarrassed assassin.

"If you want to prove your bravery, if you still want to maintain your heroic pride, then give up hiding in vain, use all your means to take off the head of Vlad III!"

"Otherwise - even if you are pierced, I will hang on to your last breath and escort you back to the Mirenia Fortress to be insulted and despised by everyone!"

As a great hero in myths and legends, he was captured by the enemy in the world and claimed to trample on his reputation and dignity - this is obviously a punishment that no heroic spirit can accept.

Give up concealing, use all your strength to defeat and kill this tyrannical king -

As soon as this idea arose, it was pushed back by the assassin, even though he knew in his heart that the original 'him' would never ignore Vlad's provocation, even if it was provocative, he would respond with absolute violence.

Unfortunately, as an Assassin, what he cares about is nothing more than whether the chips on both ends of the scale are appropriate.

Seeing that the assassin seemed to be unaware and ignored his words, Vlad III let out an annoyed groan while swinging the rafters and continued to approach the enemy.

However, he was focused on Shuoyue and did not realize that the "cleaning team" that he had slaughtered and ravaged not long ago did not escape while the assassin attracted attention, but spread out around the forest and laid down the array plates delivered to them by Shuoyue.

Its function is only one -

Bang!

The mysterious light flew into the sky and exploded, and the assassin who was gradually trapped in the cage of the rafters raised his head, and the corners of his mouth finally curled up slightly.

The time has come.

The rainbow eyes locked onto the king behind the thousands of troops. Shuoyue activated the magic array switch without hesitation. At the same time, the magic power was released and started instantly. The magic power turned into fuel and burned fiercely, and the light gushed out, pushing the assassin to break through the iron wall built by the rafters, and took him like a bullet, instantly breaking into Vlad's sight!

"Are you struggling to survive, assassin?"

Facing the sudden attack of Shuoyue, Vlad III was not afraid and confidently raised his spear with his left arm: "Then, let me grant you the supreme piercing punishment... huh?!"

At this critical moment, Vlad III ignored Shuoyue who was attacking him and looked at his palm in astonishment.

Without any warning, his aura dropped again and again, and he fell directly from the altar of the top servants. Even the sharp rafters also withered, degenerating into the treasure of the 'blood-stained king ghost (Kazikli Bey)' and no longer had the original power.

This is why Shuoyue easily broke through the defense line. It's ridiculous that the king has not reacted until now. The connection between him and Romania has been cut off!

"My power!!!"

Before the Grand Duke of Wallachia recovered from the shock, the assassin's spear tip had already approached his chest, chasing the thin line of death!

"Die!" This was the assassin's second attack, and it was also the inevitable fatal blow that Servant Vlad III could not avoid!

Puff!

The blood of the king splattered, and under the dazzling red light, the forest returned to silence again.

Only the rafters hung the corpse, and the wind blew, and the soul of the dead swayed on the ground, empty, like a sigh.

By the way, although Danic Preston Eugdomrenia was a crown magician, his crown was promoted through political manipulation, and he was not in the same league as Orange & Aoko, or even the later students of El-Melloi Classroom.