I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

His body turned into a black hole that absorbs energy boundlessly, absorbing every minute and every second, and using an invincible 'dimension concept' to prevent them from attacking.

In this way, every minute and every second passed.

The black mist that radiated throughout Romania was poured into the body of Vlad III.

When inside the capital, all the black mist dissipated.

The sky is a normal night sky, the stars are twinkling, and the moon is overflowing and falling on the earth.

In the city, a middle-aged man with pale skin was panting heavily...

"Haha...haha..." Vlad III spewed white air from his mouth.

Arturia Alter stood at the edge of Durin only 10 centimeters away at some point, and whispered: "There is something wrong with Vlad III's body! Huh?"

However, Du Lin didn't hear Hei Wumao's words, and his mind was already silent on the thoughts of the entity that just 'couldn't attack Vlad III'.

Seeing this scene, Artoria Alter snorted coldly, and said nothing more.

"Haha...haha..."

Vlad III gasped for breath.

Morgan Le Fay, who was faintly aware of the bad situation, subconsciously took two or three steps back, using the crowd as a human wall.

"No way? The breath around here, even the magic power no longer exists, the blood transformation ability of that body, could it be..."

Her soliloquy was not finished yet.

The next moment, there was an extremely shrill roar from the center of the city.

puff!

Like a silent blood vessel bursting.

Du Lin's pupils shrank obviously while he was thinking, and he cast it forward. He felt a wave of new magic power.

The fluctuations came from behind Vlad III, and the space there showed an unnatural distortion...

A strand of black robe skirt quickly passed by, and the space returned to normal immediately.

"Ok?"

Not waiting for Du Lin to continue thinking for the next moment, Vlad III stood in an elegant posture, suddenly hugged his head violently, and let out a roaring roar.

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah..."

His pupils, his ears, and his facial features overflowed with scarlet black air, and then all the pores of his body overflowed with black air.

At first, it was released one by one, and then Vlad III's body began to overflow as if uncontrollably.

Streaks of black air protruded from the air on his left and right sides like thorns.

One, two, three...

At the same time, Du Lin and others who were at close range only felt that something was about to extend out of their bodies.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ""!" The little girl let out a very coercive voice, and the light on her forehead spread out a wave of ripples.

"Be careful, this is..." Morgan Le Fay reminded subconsciously, and suddenly a mouthful of scarlet spewed out from under the veil.

A blood-colored thorn protruded from her shoulder. There was no attacker or target, as if it had grown and penetrated from the inside of her body.

puff!

"What..." The King of Knights widened his eyes, staring in astonishment at the spike protruding from his chest.

Not just her, including Arash, Artoria Alter, Star Wars Dumb, Nero... almost everyone had a thorn on their bodies.

They looked at their chests, ribs, abdomen, waist, and even legs in astonishment, and the thorns growing from within their bodies. Their faces were either frowning in pain, or the corners of their mouths were overflowing with scarlet. .

"this phenomenon……"

This scene has appeared in Du Lin's memory fragments. In Tulifas, fifty elite magicians from the Magic Association were impaled by the stake.

Vlad III's Noble Phantasm - Kazikli Bey?

"Why are you the only one who wasn't injured—!" Star Wars Dummy shouted feeling extremely unbalanced in the distance.

"This should be a limited release of the treasure, you guys retreat quickly..." Du Lin whispered.

As he said that, Du Lin couldn't help but glanced at his daughter, did she change the direction of the puncture?

If his information is correct, the puncture should have been initiated from the heart, instead of everyone avoiding the vitals now.

No, now is not the time to think about these things.

According to the display in the memory fragments, the treasure of Vlad III, as long as he has attacked the enemy before, can form the concept of "punctured" and spread from the heart to the outside world.

During their previous battles, all of them had been attacked by Vlad III.

So the current situation can be summed up in a simple sentence - they must die!

Without too many reminders from Du Lin, everyone also discovered how terrifying the attack 'penetrated from the body'.

One by one, their figures quickly retreated into the distance, and the spikes that pierced through the ground and space along the way began to cover the Romanian capital fortress indiscriminately.

Those vampires created by Vlad III who had been resurrected from the dead had thorns sprouting from their hearts one by one, and died completely amidst miserable screams.