Chapter 483: A Big Reshuffle Between the Red and Black Sides

A dark room appeared in front of the black and red parties.

The silver-grey mist was hazy, and along with the sunlight that slipped in, it painted the walls, wandered between the tables and chairs, and outlined the shadowy figures, like a misty still painting, with only the stars in the mist, hiding unknown malice.

Judging from the command seals in the hands of the magicians, they were undoubtedly the masters of the red party.

This quiet scene lasted for a long, long time, so long that when people thought it was just a photo, a woman's crisp laughter suddenly sounded.

"Hehe..."

The foggy night was like a glass of wine shaking slightly, and everyone heard the distorted, cruel female voice.

"The massacre is about to begin."

Without a little bit of defense, without a trace, the magicians' eyes bulged in an instant, and bright red blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, dripping onto the table, and white smoke came out with a sizzling sound.

There is no doubt that it is poison.

What followed was a farce of people struggling in poison. Within three minutes, the Masters sent by the Clock Tower died in agony, the Command Spells in their hands dimmed, and eventually disappeared.

Seeing the end, even Amakusa and the Empress were speechless.

They had just received the news of the Master's death, and based on the principle of "do no wrong, no ghosts knocking on the door", they released this video so openly, but the problem was that the cause of the Master's death in this video looked like poison!

Not to mention the special female voice, even if all the female servants present imitated it, they could not say murderous words in such an innocent and self-evident tone.

Only the Empress, who was famous for poison and fraud, could take away everything from a person so cruelly.

In summary -

"Really, Father, it seems that you are already confident." Achilles' voice calmed down, not forgiving, but like a storm brewing thunder, slowly spinning.

The murderous aura gradually filled the chapel.

It's not that I didn't do it, don't talk nonsense... Tiancao was helpless in his heart. He never thought it would be such a coincidence.

No, is this really just a coincidence?

With a sudden realization in his mind, he suddenly looked up at Shuoyue, but Shuoyue didn't notice it at all, just lowered his head, as if thinking about something.

Not Shuoyue? Or does he not intend to expose himself now?

Tiancao frowned, his revelation did not react at all, Shuoyue was like a black hole, always shielding his spying-this is why he is always suspicious of this servant of the clock tower.

But thinking about it carefully, Shuoyue's every move is under the surveillance of him and the empress. Even if he really finds an opportunity to do it, he shouldn't use poison.

So, who did it?

When Tiancao was in a dilemma, Shuoyue was also thinking.

He was not thinking about the mysterious death of the master, because the murderer was him-to be precise, Jack the Ripper.

Little Jack, who has the two skills of ‘Murder in the Fog Night’ and ‘Erasure of Information’, is simply a natural assassin. For these magicians who have long been deprived of their ability to act, it is as easy as slaughtering pigs and sheep. The key point is that even if some information is leaked, it will be disguised because of ‘erasure of information’.

As for why it was poisoned... London smog refined by the ancient method in 1988, smelly, poisonous and deadly, do you know?

Little Jack's assassination was successful, all the masters of the red side died, the command seal did not fall into the hands of Amakusa, and the red side camp collapsed. Karna, Achilles, Atalanta - even these three famous heroes, after losing the contract, can only helplessly dissipate, right?

The combat power has been balanced, and next, it is time for the blue side to unveil the veil...

"Wait a moment, Achilles."

Chiron patted his disciple on the shoulder and handed over three reagent bottles, which Achilles received.

"What is this?"

"The spirit vein from Romania should be able to support your consumption." The Great Sage finished the production with the spirit vein extracted after the death of Vlad III, and smiled, "Remember, you have to pay it back."

The distant Shuoyue almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Danik, Vlad III, and Chiron, it's the three of them who did it again!

Servants want to maintain the present world, and the master must provide them with magic power, but on the other hand, as long as they can continuously provide them with magic power, the servants can continue to exist even without the master, just like the "masterless servants" in FSR.

Coincidentally, in order to strengthen Vlad III, Danik brought up the spirit vein from Romania, so even if they were in the sky garden, Achilles and others could still receive the spirit vein and restore their strength.

It can't be stopped. Once Shuoyue takes action, Achilles and others still have enough energy to kill him, and then revive with full blood.

Unplanned variables...Shuoyue sighed, but he didn't have many regrets. As long as the blue team was still hiding in the dark, no matter how the black and red sides fought, it would be beneficial to them.

"Thank you, teacher!" On the other side, Achilles, Atalanta and Karna all accepted the spirit veins, moved their limbs on their heels, and said to Chiron with a smile, "Since I am a servant, I naturally have nothing. I will repay this favor with my gun and my chariot!"

Hearing this, Chiron smiled as expected, and Astolfo excitedly punched.

Achilles implied that he would join the black team and be hostile to the red team.

With him leading the way, Atalanta, who was also unhappy with the Empress, opened her mouth to speak, but suddenly turned to look at Shuoyue: "What are you going to do?"

Will this young man who came on behalf of the Clock Tower continue to stay in the Red Team that killed the Master?

Under Amakusa's uneasy gaze, Shuoyue's eyes flickered slightly, and he decisively abandoned him: "How could it be, since the Red Assassin and his Master are suspected of killing members of the Clock Tower, and the mastermind of the Thousand World Tree's rebellion, Danik, has been killed, then my next target of crusade will naturally change."

"Then I will go with you." Atalanta made a straightforward decision.

For a while, among the servants who lost their Masters, only Karna did not make a decision.

"...If it's you, you should know that I am not lying." Amakusa pursed his lips and looked at Karna with a glimmer of hope.

With the skill of "the poor's insight", Karna is the one who is most likely not to rebel.

But even so, the hero of charity still shook his head slightly, refusing to respond to Amakusa's expectations: "Indeed, your words are not lies, but the master did die in the sky garden. Before finding the real murderer, I will also leave the red side."

The current situation has undergone a drastic reversal. Achilles, Atalanta, Karna, Mordred and Shuoyue have been incorporated into the black side. With the blue side continuing to lie dormant, the red side is left with only Shakespeare, Empress and Amakusa.

There is an overwhelming gap in combat power, but the current strength of the blue side, even if it joins the red side, cannot completely defeat the black side. What's more, Jeanne has always stood on the opposite side of the blue side, there is no doubt about this...

What's more, he also feels that he is getting further and further away from Altria. As a judge, Dai Mao is destined not to abandon everything to help Shuoyue...and once the two judges unite, even Shuoyue will find it quite difficult.

What's more, there are still some things that haven't been dealt with, such as Little Jack, and...Mordred.

Quickly calculating the gains and losses in his mind, in front of the falling sky, Shuoyue finally picked up the biggest chip and placed it on the red side.

Altria trembled all over, glanced at Shuoyue, and began to move forward. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, she stood with Amakusa.

"Convey my master's meaning--" Altria raised her eyes expressionlessly, ignoring Mordred who was stiff behind her, and her sharp eyes swept over her former "companions".

"We, the Osare clan, only follow the Holy Grail. Where the Holy Grail is, we are there."

The Holy Grail brought into the sky garden by the empress was behind Altria, shining with cold golden light.

"It's a pity, but the Osare family chose to leave the Thousand Worlds Tree again."

At the same time, in the collapsed Mirenia Fortress, Avisbron, wearing a golden mask, reached out and took the well-preserved magician's heart from the Sixth Master Lingxia.

"Let's get started, Caster." Lingxia smiled brightly, not caring about the conflict in the sky garden, "Realize your ideal."

"...Hmm." Avisbron responded dully, his heart was beating violently, and the hot blood was flowing through his body, almost burning him up.

His ideal, his obsession, at this moment, finally completed the last piece of the puzzle.

I did think about Karna and the others leaving...but considering that several branch lines were not taken back, there was still no way to end it hastily, so I could only try to speed up the progress (laughing and crying).