My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

"The prey is the master of the lawbreaker, Mr. Lanlu, and his follower, Lancer." The priest's voice echoed in the stadium: "The master who can defeat these two people will be rewarded."

"Ask a question." Rin raised her hand, "What is the reward? This is a completely different competition system from this battle, right? Are the benefits and risks proportional?"

"Of course." Kotomine Kirei glanced at Rin approvingly, "The so-called reward is exactly what you are collecting with red eyes now - the display of the opponent's combat data in this round."

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"What do you think of such a reward?"

A stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the masters' breathing became rapid. The eyes they looked at Lan Lujun and Vlad III were gradually stained with greed and a hidden sense of crisis.

In this way, as long as they can defeat the violators, they can obtain all the information about the opponents in the three rounds of battle, which is a huge benefit for the battle!

The master who is more flexible in thinking has seen through the deeper meaning.

"In this way, if the next opponent subjugates the violator, wouldn't his information be leaked..." Rin rubbed the corners of her eyes, unable to hide her helplessness, "Even if you are not interested in this subjugation battle, We have to fight to protect the information.”

Whether they want to eat the grapes themselves or prevent others from picking the grapes, they can't just talk about sour grapes - they have to do it, pick the grapes or simply chop down the vines.

This is an arms race and no one can stay out of it.

On the other side, Vlad III was indifferent to the scene that Qian Fu pointed out, or he was used to it. He even regarded it as a bargaining chip and turned to look at Kotomine Kirei.

"Kotomine, what good will it do if we kill all the masters?"

"——The violations so far have been wiped out."

Half of his face was hidden in the shadows, and the priest in black robe raised the corners of his mouth: "You have eliminated so many masters, and you are one step closer to the Holy Grail."

Vlad III was still pondering, but his master, Lan Lujun, was so bored that she lay on the ground. Although she was wearing a popular burger restaurant mascot costume, her thin body showed that this woman had unspeakable qualities. disease.

In the Holy Grail War, the more twisted a character is, the more powerful they are that is hard to ignore.

"It doesn't matter, Lancer. Lan Lujun's stomach is already hungry. Maybe he will find someone he likes to eat?"

"……snort."

That's up to you, Vlad III hid his smile in his sigh, and then he raised his head suddenly, his mottled white hair shining in the moonlight.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Deal!"

As he spoke, a tragic aura rose from the warrior, and the scales on his body spread, making him almost turn into a miserable demon.

Under the malicious gaze of dozens of followers, he raised his hand proudly, hooked it, and made a mocking sound from his gauntlet:

"Those who are willing to be penetrated by my spear, step forward and I will kill you all!"

The more arrogant the servants were, the harder it was for them to resist such an aggressive general. Immediately, several figures jumped down from the high platform and attacked Vlad III. In an instant, the clash of guns and swords resounded through the sky.

"Oh, the priest really did something interesting. In order not to bore the guests, he also put on some little shows."

At some point, Nero also squeezed into the front of the stage. She put her hands on the railings and stretched her beautiful figure: "But, is this style imitating the Roman Colosseum? Mmmmm, I'm excited. Woke up!"

As the fifth emperor of Rome, how could Nero refuse such a blood-soaked celebration? Not to mention that she also imitated Hercules' feat and almost strangled a lion naked in the arena.

Having said that, she held on to the railing and was about to rush into the battlefield, but there was a strong force behind her, and someone grabbed the hem of her dance skirt and pulled the wayward emperor back.

"You..." Nero turned his head and saw clearly who was holding her, "Shuoyue?"

"There should be a limit to recklessness, Miss Emperor." Shuo Yue had been paying attention to Vlad III's movements. When he showed a familiar starting position, he immediately caught Nero back.

"Look, those servants are in big trouble."

The next moment, surging magic power swept across all directions. The white-haired warrior smiled ferociously, and actually inserted the war gun upside down on the ground, touched his fists, and summoned unimaginable evil magic power.

"The manifestation of hell is the reward for immorality! Kazikli Bey!"

The moon in the sky turned blood-colored at that moment, and the heavy shadow fell, covering up the rafter piles that penetrated from bottom to top, erasing the blood spilled from top to bottom, and even the screams of the Masters were annihilated. In the dark. And when the curtain of destruction was put away, the servants who were still so aggressive just now had their eyes widened unwillingly, and a 'hissing' sound leaked from the torn throats.

The sharp rafter piles protruded and nailed them to the ground!

"Well..." Nero covered his butt with lingering fear and glanced at Shuo Yue gratefully.

If the young man hadn't stopped her in time, she might have been stabbed in a skewer in public!

"Hahahahaha!" There was silence in the gymnasium, only Vlad III's wild laughter echoed. The white-haired warrior spread his arms, shocking the spirits of the masters with this miserable scene, "Why, there are still rats who dare to come up Is the leader dead?"

The enthusiasm brought by the generous rewards faded from the eyes of the masters. They looked at the arrogant Vlad III and finally found reason and...fear from endless desires.

He was a famous hero in Romanian history, a noble warrior who insisted on the independence of Wallachia and was even called the shield of the Christian world. He was also a terrifying existence called "The Impaler"!

He was also a violator who killed countless masters in the preliminaries!

Even Kotomine Kirei had to summon all the servants and take the initiative to strangle Vlad III. Why did they dare to underestimate the enemy?

The seriously injured servants were sent to the health room for treatment, and after a brief commotion, two more figures came out and walked onto the stage with a more steady pace than the previous servants.

"Finally, it's a little interesting."

Sensing the serious atmosphere, Vlad III clenched the war spear in his hand and smiled fearlessly: "Let me try... kill you!"

With an order, the servants fought again. It was a good opportunity to collect intelligence, but Shuoyue retracted his gaze, turned around bored, and planned to leave.

"Aren't you going to the battle?" Nero noticed Shuoyue's movements, "If it was you, you could easily defeat that Lancer."

"It's meaningless." Shuoyue didn't even turn his head, "Isn't my opponent in the third battle here?"

Next to the young man, Alice was holding the lollipops she had just bought for her, and she was eating them happily in Baiye's envious eyes.

"Besides, going on stage means exposing battle intelligence. Even if you want to kill that guy, it should be more appropriate to do it in secret, right?"

"What if I ask you to participate in the battle?" Rin said, "Look, since Lanlu-kun and her servants killed my opponent, if you want to fulfill the contract, shouldn't you help me deal with them?"

"That's a good reason." Sakutsuki smiled, "But I refuse."

"Why?"

"I only said that I helped you win three rounds of battles. Haven't you successfully advanced now?"

"Gu, I can't refute it." Rin retreated under Sakutsuki's half-smile.

How could Sakutsuki not know what Rin was thinking? She had already guaranteed promotion in the three rounds of battles, but in order to prevent her information from being leaked, Rin still had to fight Vlad III, but she didn't want to expose her servant ability... What should she do?

Look, isn't there a powerful and trustworthy tool man (crossed out) standing next to her? A good helper!

As expected of Rin, she has a lot of tricks.

"Let's go, Hakuno, Alice." Sakutsuki took a step, "There's still time to make breakfast when we get back."

Just then, the familiar sound of the bowstring made Sakutsuki pause, and he turned his head to face the exclamations from the stands.

It turned out that there were not only two people besieging Vlad III. The third servant was hiding in the crowd, and took advantage of Vlad III's chance to recover his breath and pierced his shoulder with an arrow!

"Well done, Archer!"

The beast-eared girl with emerald green hair re-drew her bow, and the master next to her excitedly punched - I'll take the lead, and the advantage is mine!

The sticky blood dripped, Vlad III pulled out the arrow, looked up, locked his eyes on the archer in the stands, and grinned.

"Interesting, is this fate?"

The next moment, the floor under Vlad III's feet suddenly sank, and facing Artemis's gaze, the white-haired warrior twisted his wrist, like a spring that was compressed to the extreme, and threw the war spear in his hand out!

The target, the believer of the moon goddess - Atalanta!

The distance of dozens of meters was compressed in a split second. The premonition of death exploded with the heartbeat. Atalanta's pupils shrank suddenly, and her feet exerted force subconsciously.

Should she escape?

But the Master is still around!

"Once she escapes, the Master will be killed by the aftermath of the war spear." Rin saw the dilemma at a glance, "But if we don't escape, how can the small body of the archer block it... Of course, except for the pervert Shuoyue."

"I didn't expect this Lancer to be so courageous and throw out the weapon directly." Nero sighed a little, "It's a pity for Atalanta, such a beautiful beauty is going to die..."

Just as the two sighed, Alice silently raised her hand.

"Um, the Mad Hatter brother is gone."

"Huh?!"

Bang!

The explosion from afar responded to Rin and Nero's doubts, and the red color rose. It was not blood, but a cloak fluttering like a flame!

Wearing the red original dress, the young man stretched out his hand calmly, and the war spear that looked like a poisonous dragon biting was blocked by the seven rings of the Seraph. As the momentum was exhausted, Shuoyue withdrew the protection and directly grasped Vlad III's war spear, swung his arm, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at his original owner!

"Are you okay?" Under the moonlight, Shuoyue glanced sideways, while Atalanta was sluggish, and nodded after a moment.

On the other side, Nero and Lin looked at each other.

"Didn't Shuoyue... say he didn't plan to join the war?"

"This philandering man, a big stud..."

Not to mention the two women gritting their teeth, after getting the answer they wanted, Shuoyue laughed, stepped on the ground, and landed in the center of the gymnasium, and the war spear in his hand naturally made a gun flower.

"We meet again, Lancer, is this also a part of fate?"

"It's you..." Vlad III whispered fearfully. He stared at the mysterious young man in the preliminaries. After a moment, his face changed. He widened his eyes as if he had seen something unbelievable, and shouted in surprise:

"No, you are not him!"

"Who are you...?"