You're Lazy, Dracula

ps3: Uruk internally: All affairs are in charge of our great king!

Uruk: Gilgamesh is an out-and-out tyrant!

I seem to understand why Winky of the Fifth War wants to destroy human beings...

89. Father and Son Soldiers in Battle

"Ok?"

In the distant universe, Dracula sensed something strange about Joan of Arc.There is a malevolent magic that is trying to interfere with the contractual bond between Dracula and Joan of Arc.

Dracula frowned slightly as he looked at the faintly visible contract pattern on his arm, and then injected a stream of his own magic power into it.

As soon as Dracula's magic power passed, the malicious magic power shrank back quickly as if he had seen a ghost.Then Dracula checked the spiritual nucleus of Miss Saintess and found that although it was not completely polluted, part of it turned into a pitch black color, and a new individual seemed to be born from it, with different treasures , different personalities, different values, but they have the same life experiences and memories as Joan of Arc.

It's just that, because Joan of Arc is in the state of the heroic spirit body, this individual has not yet existed apart from the saint, but it is estimated that it will show two different personalities by then.

Seeing that Joan was kept temporarily, Dracula also put down his sleeves.The treatment work can be done slowly after returning, as long as Miss Saintess is not completely dog-led without leaving any traces, with the help of the system, Dracula can be rescued.

"Hurry up." Dracula said to himself wearily.

After being sent here by Naiyazi at the beginning, and after fighting two moves with her, Naiyazi, who knew he couldn't beat him, wisely played to his strengths-running.

She used her ability to hide her and Kezi's galaxy-like bodies, and created a series of mazes around Dracula.Dracula's current body is surrounded by dense space cracks and dimension gaps. Naiyazi not only uses these things to hide himself, but also traps Dracula who has not exerted his full strength.

Now Dracula only needs to take a random step, although his life is not in danger, but it is very likely that Naiyazi will teleport him to an unknown corner.

However, this is only limited to the case where Dracula did not exert his full strength.

After deciding to make a quick decision, Dracula's body gradually collapsed into a pool of scarlet blood, which gathered into rivers, oceans, and finally, a pool of blood aggregates larger than galaxies.This is the evil god - Dracula's body.

The blood squirmed and gradually turned into another form. From the blood, Dracula's ace of the year - the avatar of the dragon gradually unfolded.A huge black dragon of unknown size was born from the blood, and then towards the traps set by Naiyazi, it spewed out a dragon's breath that was hotter than Cthugya's.

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Mordred ran quickly through the trees.She clearly knew that she didn't have the ability to wade through the quagmire drowned by the evils of this world alone, so she chose to take a detour.

As long as she finds a place with a wide view, with the power of her heroic body and the endless magic power provided by Dracula, she can achieve the uninterrupted liberation of the treasure.

Even King Solomon, who came down with the magic power of the Holy Grail, couldn't stand the magic cannon that fired every three seconds.In this way, the battle can be drawn into a magic competition between the Holy Grail and Dracula.As for this aspect, Mordred has absolute confidence in his adoptive father.

She rushed out of the woods and came to the edge of the quagmire created by the worsening of the world. Looking up, Joan of Arc and King Solomon were arguing about something, Joan of Arc looked at King Solomon angrily, and King Solomon showed a wild smile .

Suppressing distracting thoughts, Mordred held up the holy sword that somehow turned into gold, tried it a bit, and found that he could still release the treasure smoothly, so Mordred decisively began to gather magic power .

The golden whirlwind continuously gathered the magic power in the atmosphere onto the blade of the shining king sword. Such violent magic power activities naturally attracted the attention of Joan of Arc and Solomon in the sky.

Solomon snorted coldly, raised his hand lightly, and a knight in black heavy armor appeared in the black mud in an instant. It waved the [Undestroyed Lake Light] that was completely dyed black in its hands, and moved towards Mordred. kill the past.

Xiao Mo, who was gathering magic power to release the treasure, was slightly startled, relying on the intuition inherited from King Arthur, and escaped the slash of the Yangtze River Knight.

But the trees behind her were not so lucky, they were cut off by the powerful sword wind swung by Lancelot, and fell down with a clatter.

"Lancelot, it's you again!" Mordred looked angrily at the dark knight in front of him, "How many times do you have to hinder me before it's over?"

“啊啊啊啊啊！！”然而长江骑士只是发出了毫无意义的哀嚎，朝着莫德雷德继续攻击了过来。

"Aren't you conscious?" Mordred also said angrily, "Then I don't need to keep my hands anymore!!"

The brilliant Wang Jianli, who had recovered his position, blocked the Yangtze River Knight's polluted [Undestroyed Lake Light]. Mordred used the powerful power of the heroic body to pursue him instantly, holding a sword in one hand and a fist in the other, and quickly pulled He got closer to the distance between himself and the Yangtze River Knight, and then punched Lancelot hard in the chest.

Then he bent his elbow and took advantage of the situation with an uppercut, sending Lancelot's helmet flying.Following up with his footsteps, Mordred made a third move, elbowing the Yangtze River Knight's chest forcefully, sending him flying.

The powerful force even caused a sonic boom in the air. Lancelot was knocked to the ground by the tiger-like three-combo attack, but after rolling twice, he immediately stood up again.

[Sure enough, it's polluted. It's hard to say whether this guy is Lancelot now... Moreover, he is stronger than Lancelot's Servant form. 】

Seeing his completely dark eyes polluted by the evil of this world, Mordred thought in his heart.

As soon as this Lancelot stood up, he immediately launched an attack on Mordred, and in the woods behind her, Dimuludo, a knight with two guns also surrounded by pitch-black magic power, also jumped out. [The Red Rose that Breaks the Demon] Like a spirit snake coming out of its hole, it stabbed at Mordred from behind.

Mordred drew a semicircle under his feet, stretched out a hand and grabbed the handle of the [Demon-breaking Red Rose], and in his hand [Brilliant King Sword] blocked Lancelot's attack.Fighting and retreating, fighting against two servants who have been strengthened after being polluted by the evil of this world at the same time, they are not at a disadvantage.

But just as Mordred gradually gained the upper hand, the battle situation changed again.The battle between the strong is changing rapidly, and even the slightest mistake may cause a life crisis, just like now.

A pitch-black tentacle came from nowhere, wrapped around Mordred's feet, and the dark aura of evil in this world was constantly corroding Mordred's feet.Although Xiao Mo immediately used a skill similar to the release of magic power to shake off these tentacles, Lancelot's long sword and Dimuludo's double spears had already fallen down.

Mordred held up the [Brilliant and Radiant King Sword] and barely blocked the Yangtze River Knight's assault, but Dimuludo's two spears had already pierced her heart.

[Although it won't die, it will be very painful! 】

Mordred thought so in her heart, but she could only watch helplessly as the spear pierced towards her heart.

clang!

There was the sound of metal and iron clanging in the air, and an awe-inspiring voice appeared on the battlefield.

"Outnumbered and outnumbered, it's not the work of knights. Dimuldou, Sir Lancelot."

Artoria held the [Sword of Promised Victory] with both hands, and blocked Dimuludo's shot for Mordred.

"Father..." Mordred stared blankly at the awe-inspiring figure standing in front of him.

"Modred, I thought about it, and I think what you said is quite right." Artoria actually bowed to Mordred honestly, "You are a good boy, I misunderstood you before, I'm sorry. Can you forgive me, your father?"

Mordred stared blankly at the scene that had appeared in her dream, and all she could think of at this moment was the admiration for her other father and the sisters in Castlevania.

[Mr. Dracula, and everyone in Castlevania... It turns out that talking can really help! 】

"Dang... ahem, no, I forgive you." Mordred coughed and said with a blushing face.