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Chapter 212 Enemies
"Such a powerful enemy...Although I really don't want to say this, we can only give the hope of victory to King Arthur. I'm sorry...my body can't support me to fight for a long time."

Siegfried is also holding the big sword in his hand tightly, and he is alert to the movements of the skeleton soldiers. This is all he can do now. The magical aura emanating from that follower is not at all what he can do when he is in a state of residual blood. Cope with it.

No, that guy can no longer be said to be magical power, it should be more appropriate to say that it is blood energy. This kind of evil perception... can only be accumulated by devouring an unknown number of people.

Of course, the most important thing is the identity of the other party's vampire, the two sharp fangs can already prove the identity, there is no doubt that this is also the existence at the apex of fantasy.

If he was in full condition, he would be able to fight Vlad III with his treasured bursts, but now... Siegfried doesn't think he can survive!

"Matthew, get ready to fight, the skeleton soldiers will be handed over to you and Siegfried."

Fujimaru Tachika also gave orders to Mash, and then returned to the position behind him to wait. He knew that he would only drag the two of them down by going forward.

It would be better to watch the battle with Martha all the time, so as to free up more fighting space for Siegfried and Mash.

"O King of Romania, let me... the Eternal King from Great Britain, send you on a triumphant journey home!"

An extremely large amount of magical power erupted from Artoria's body, and that terrifying aura even caused the ground to slightly collapse, as if there was a weight of weight pressing on it.

Vlad III kept roaring from his throat, and crossed his hands to protect his chest, in order to resist the impact of this huge magic power.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of a small stone falling to the ground, Vlad III took the lead, and with the constant agitation behind him, two huge meat buns were formed.

Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be something in the meat bag that was burrowing outwards, and a pair of wide bat wings came out of it, stretching out to its heart's content.

Having wings means being able to fly to your heart's content. Vlad III flapped his wings, and his whole body instantly turned into a stream of black light, and the sharp claws that could shred steel were grabbed towards Artoria's delicate and slender neck.

"Magic release!"

boom! !

Regarding Vlad III's attack, Artoria only said a word lightly.

As a loud noise exploded around Artoria, gusts of wind coming from nowhere kept gathering in front of her, forming a powerful wind blade that blocked Vlad III.

call out! !call out! !call out! !call out! !
The sound of piercing through the air continued, and even the famous wind blade gained powerful cutting power and its own strength under the supply of Artoria.

"Roar!!!"

Vlad III became extremely bleak in an instant, most of the wind blade fell on his armor, without even making a few scratches.

Instead, those remaining wind blades attacked his body through a small gap, causing dozens of wounds torn out, and even the body went to balance, and fell directly to the ground.

"Wind King Barrier!"

Artoria didn't give him a chance to breathe, and another storm blew past.

Accompanied by the sound of painful wailing, this time Vlad III ate Altria's full skill head-on, and the damage caused naturally varies.

At this moment, the powerful recovery ability of the vampire made Vlad III feel boundless pain. His body was torn, recovered, torn, and recovered again!

The whole process was repeated, and even a servant of Vlad III's level couldn't bear the pain and cried out.

"Hurry up... kill me... Yu must die under the sword of justice! Yu is about to be overwhelmed!"

The pain made Vlad III wake up. At this moment, he looked at Artoria, his eyes full of prayers.

Perhaps, he himself did not accept the title of Dracula the vampire, even as a hat imposed on Vlad III!
Vlad III put away all his defenses in favor of the air, and he used his tenacious willpower to keep contending with the force that wanted to control him.

"I understand your thoughts, but unfortunately my sword is not hers, so I can only send you back."

To get Vlad III out of this posture, the Sword of Oath of Victory is perfect, and Arturia's holy sword has been polluted together.

"Kill Yu soon!"

Vlad III shouted loudly. At this moment, his left eye has completely turned blood red, and more than half of his spirit is in a state of collapse.

The only thing she can do now is to ask Artoria in front of her for help so that she will not die in that posture.

"The humble king's hammer, reverse the sun!"

"Sword of Promised Victory!"

Artoria didn't hesitate either, and after a short charge of power, she slashed out with a sword, and the roaring black torrent, in the eyes of Vlad III at this moment, seemed to be a light of salvation.

Accompanied by a violent white light, the entire area was shrouded in this sworn victory sword, and even the ground was completely sliced ​​off.

"Sometimes, death is also a good choice. It is a pity that I failed to fight you with the most perfect posture, King Arthur!"

"If there is a chance to fight next time, Yu will show all his strength and let you see the power of Romania!"

After finishing speaking, Vlad III turned into a golden spot of light and dissipated, and the journey here is here to draw a sentence.

Arturia looked at the scene of Vlad III leaving, and thought of what Ai Luo had said to herself before, Artoria also smiled slightly.

"There will be a chance, King of Romania!"

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At the same time, Siegfried and Matthew's side can be regarded as simple. The combat power of the skeleton soldiers is just to the extent of bullying ordinary people, and it is still too far behind to compete with the heroic spirits!

With the cooperation of Siegfried and Matthew, the skeleton soldiers who surrounded them have almost been eliminated, and the only thing left is just trash.

"According to the guidance given by the hair, it seems that there is a human city ahead, and the name seems to be... Thier? We can go there and have a look."

After seeing that there was no danger, Fujimaru Tachika also took out the map and compared it with the direction pointed by the hair.

The front should be regarded as a small city, and it should not have been attacked by flying dragons. It is considered a rare city that can still maintain safety.

"Then let's go. There seems to be a strong spiritual fluctuation on Thiel's side, which may be emitted by the saint."

Siegfried also closed his eyes and felt it carefully, then said, finally seeing the hope of recovering his strength.

(End of this chapter)