Star God Ruler of the Moon

Atalanta, who found nothing, returned to the church. At this time, Kotomine Shiro was also gathering the followers to discuss the next action.

"Archer came back just in time, I was planning to send Rider to find you, how is it? Are there any clues?"

Kotomine Shiro, who was wearing a black priest's robe with a silver cross hanging around his neck, asked with a smile, as if he could maintain this calm and friendly look no matter who he faced.

Atalanta put away the longbow in her hand, sat casually on a bench in the church hall, crossed her arms and crossed her legs.

"The other party's anti-reconnaissance and anti-tracking skills are very strong. In addition, the destructive spell of the suspected Noble Phantasm completely destroyed the scene. It can be said that nothing useful was left behind."

"Now only the adjudicator who has fought with him has seen this guy, but haven't we already offended the adjudicator to death? So, we have to investigate slowly by ourselves."

After Atalanta finished speaking, she bit her thumb lightly, with a calm expression on her face, as if she was still thinking carefully about whether there was anything she had overlooked or missed.

"It's getting more and more interesting, this Holy Grail War."

Shakespeare shouted after hearing the words, and quickly wrote and recorded in the notebook in his hand. As an outstanding playwright, he really never forgot to write the manuscript.

"Isn't even eldest sister's tracking technique good? I'm really looking forward to meeting this guy. I don't know if his speed can get rid of my pursuit!"

Achilles put the spear in his hand on the ground, exuding vigorous fighting spirit, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.

However, Karna and Hercules stayed quietly aside and did not express any opinions. Anyway, in their view, if an enemy appeared, they would just defeat it, and verbal words were superfluous.

"Then let's temporarily regard this unknown mysterious figure as a third-party potential force for vigilance. I feel that the other party may be a non-staff rank that was summoned illegally."

"That's the so-called eighth person."

Kotomine Shiro's words caught the attention of the servants present, and they turned their gazes over one after another, feeling that this speculation just explained all the parts that could not be explained before.

"However, if it is as I imagined, then the other party will be targeted by the adjudicator. After all, its existence is against the rules."

After Kotomine Shiro finished speaking, he turned to another topic, and he didn't plan to waste time on this matter for the time being.

Because in his opinion, compared to this single mysterious follower, it is obvious that the weathered black side is more threatening.

"We already had a face-to-face meeting with Black last night. Although it's still too early for a decisive battle, we can't do nothing."

When Kotomine Shiro said this, he turned his head and glanced at Semiramis who was standing beside him, and after receiving a nod from the other party, he continued:

"The Dragon Tooth Soldiers produced by Assassin have already reserved a large number of scales, but it is not clear whether they can defeat the black army in actual combat."

"After all, since the Great Holy Grail has fallen into the hands of the enemy, in addition to winning the Holy Grail War, we also need to take back the Great Holy Grail."

"So, tonight, I would like to invite Lancer, Rider and Archer to lead a surprise attack on Thousand Worlds Tree Castle, in order to test the strength of our army."

After hearing the order, Karna and Atalanta just nodded indifferently to express their understanding. Only Achilles, who had led the army before his death, became more excited.

"Although he is not a qualified soldier, it is very good to be able to lead an army in battle."

Achilles carried the spear on his broad shoulders, with a tiger-like smile on his face, which made people feel both handsome and deadly.

"It's just that I don't know how the defense of that castle compares with the city-state of Troy!!"

About an hour later, in the basement of the cemetery.

A magic facsimile machine made of bones by Lion Jieli was suddenly turned on, and the bone arm holding the pen moved tremblingly.

Accompanied by the sound of cracking bones, lines of characters were written on the white paper that had been placed in advance.

"The priest plans to dispatch five thousand dragon tooth soldiers led by three servants to raid the Thousand Worlds Tree tonight? Hey, it really doesn't stop for a moment."

Lion Jie Jieli sighed after reading the letter on the paper, but he felt that it would be good to take this opportunity to see the reality of the red and black parties.

"Master, what happened? Is it going to fight Black Fang?"

Mordred got close to Shijie Jieli and snatched the paper, and his eyes immediately became bright after reading it.

"Ha, lead the battle! I'm good at this......"

Just when Mordred was about to start boasting about his past great achievements, the lion Jie Jieli only used one sentence to completely extinguish the blood of the rebellious knights who had just risen.

"Sorry, we don't have artificial humans or dragon tooth soldiers here that you can lead. If necessary, I can do it with three or five skeleton soldiers with broken limbs and broken legs."

As a necromancer, Lion Jie Jieli can naturally use low-level undead creatures, but it is impossible to form an army strong enough to participate in the war.

"whispering sound!"

Mordred turned his head away unhappily after being blocked from talking, while Lion Jieli had already put on his coat and picked up the weapon he had just maintained in the morning.

"Let's go, Mordred. If you go late, you won't be able to catch up with the live broadcast. You are also looking forward to this kind of scene."

And just when Lion Jie Jieli greeted Mordred to the scheduled battlefield, Fan Xinzi and Alsace, who had left the cemetery first to inquire about the enemy's situation, had already witnessed the first charge collision between the red and black sides.

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

"Come on!! Sure enough, the battlefield should be the home of warriors!!!"

Achilles galloped across the battlefield like a wild horse, not a single golem or man-made survived.

Her flamboyant behavior immediately attracted Penthesilea's attention, and the Queen Amazon, who had finally regained her sanity, lost her sanity again, waving a meteor hammer and jumped directly from the castle of Thousand Worlds Tree.

"Achilles Siss—!!!"

Karna, holding a golden spear, was sitting in the army and hadn't made a move. He looked towards the Thousand Worlds Tree Castle and waited silently, waiting for Vlad III, who was the top servant in this area.

"The soldiers on the opposite side are really constant, it's time to reduce it."

As Atalanta spoke, she bent her bow and pointed her arrow at the air, and let go of the fingers holding the bowstring with a devout expression.

"Dedicated to the Second Great God's Mansion——The Book of Complaints and Arrows!!"

The arrows were shot into the clouds and expanded into a huge circular magic circle in the air, and sharp arrows condensed by light fell from the sky.

Hundreds of streams of light pierced the night sky and fell on the tops of the golems and man-made humans, instantly clearing away all life in that area.

After shooting an arrow, Atalanta drew out another arrow and continued to point it into the air, intending to shoot a series of treasures in a state full of magic power, so as to support Achilles who was trapped in the enemy's battle.

"My lord of the mountain, do you need your subordinates to take advantage of this chaos to kill the single Master?"

Fanxinzi looked at the chaotic battlefield and thought it was a good opportunity, so he asked Alsace for instructions.

"No rush. It's rare that it's so lively, so let me join in!"

Alsace vetoed Kuangxinzi's proposal in a deep voice. Although the servant did leave the Master's side because of the battle, the protection measures will only be more stringent at this tense moment.

Standing on the top of the mountain and looking down at everything, the Lich King slowly raised his hand towards the bloody battlefield, the blue flames burning in his pupils, filled with the icy breath of death .

"The souls wandering in the world, and the dead wandering in the human world, follow the principles of nature to return to the land of the dead. Confusion and confusion, hatred and sorrow, will disappear invisible on the road of light—"

"Seventh-level magic - return of the dead!!"

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Chapter 170 The Lich King: Kneel Down!my people

The seventh-level magic, Return of the Dead, is an advanced version of the low-level magic death knight.

The only difference between the two is that the latter can only revive a dead person into a loyal undead knight, while the former can directly awaken a large group.

The breath of death silently spread to every corner of the battlefield, and the fluctuation of magic power erupted by casting magic also attracted the attention of followers and masters.

"This breath is the guy who released the destructive spell last night!!"

After discovering the existence of the Lich King, Atalanta, who was raising his bow and arrow, immediately turned the direction of the arrow and released his treasure towards the top of the mountain where Alsace's sword stood.

"Dedicated to the Second Great God's Mansion——The Book of Complaints and Arrows!!"

Although Atalanta didn't hope that her attack could directly kill the opponent, she still wanted to interrupt the spells cast by the opponent.

Compared with the blue-white high-temperature beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth last night, the aura of the technique just now was more sinister, with a faint hint of calling.

"The Archer from the red side? That huntress who looks like an orc."

The Lich King noticed the arrows that were rushing fast, but he did not stop releasing the magic in his hand, but ordered:

"Crazy letter, you step back for the time being. This king is going to test the skills of the heroes tonight to see if they are worthy of being my opponent!"

Kuangxinzi fled quickly after taking the order, she knew in her heart that staying here would only become a burden to the old man of the mountain, but it would not be of much help.

The instant the figure of the fanatic disappeared, the arrows shot by Atalanta turned into a huge emerald green magic circle and rained down thousands of arrows. The densely packed sharp light arrows were enough to pierce the mountain into the shape of a hornet's nest.

The Lich King raised his head slightly to stare at the rain of arrows falling from the sky, and the majestic magic power swept up again, and golden rings of different colors and shapes appeared on the ten fingers of his hands at some point.

"The tenth-level magic, the protection of the twelve-winged archangel——!"

Although it would seem strange to use light magic as an undead body, the Lich King didn't care about small details at all, as long as it was practical anyway.

As the Lich King's voice fell to the ground, a dazzling light illuminated the night sky, and the projection of a twelve-winged archangel appeared in midair.

The beautiful angel's eyes were closed, her hands were placed on her chest in a prayer-like state, and six pairs of wings spread outwards, casting a thin curtain of light.

The rain of arrows falling like a meteor shower caused ripples on the light curtain, but it was still unable to break through it any further. When the rain of arrows disappeared, the guardian angel also disappeared, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

After the light disappeared, the earth returned to darkness again.

The corpses with broken limbs and broken legs in the battlefield were surrounded by a layer of cement-like fluid at some point, and undead warriors wearing tattered cloaks and holding giant swords and shields were born from it.

"Tsk, can't you stop it after all?"

Atalanta saw the undead warriors getting up from the ground one after another and chopping down the living artificial people with their swords. He couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, feeling that this was a desecration of life.

Standing on the castle of Thousand Boundaries Tree and watching the battlefield, the masters stared in disbelief at the sudden change, because this is the first time they have seen a technique that can awaken and use undead on such a large scale. Mode.

"What's going on here? Isn't there only red and black parties participating in the Holy Grail War? Where did this sudden servant come from?"

Feeling that the situation was out of his control, Darnic roared angrily, not only because of the Lich King's strong intervention, but also because the only ones who could transform into undead were artificial humans.

This is equivalent to spending a lot of resources to complete the explosion at home, but in the end, the enemy directly picked up a ready-made bargain, which makes people want to vomit blood.

Standing on the top of the mountain, the Lich King silently watched the newborn undead warriors in the battlefield, his blue eyes were cold and ruthless, and the breath of death surging around him became more and more violent.

With one hand, he pulled out Frostmourne from the ground and lifted it up high, his deep and majestic voice resounded throughout the battlefield.

"Kneel down! My people—"

After the order was given, all the undead warriors in the field faced the direction of the Lich King and thrust their big swords into the ground and knelt on one knee, and the shield in the other hand was also placed on the ground.

The undead warriors lowered their heads one after another, without exception, paying homage to their king and swearing allegiance.

Whether it's Ainz Ur Gown as the King of the Undead, or Arthas Menethil as the Lich King.

He is undoubtedly the supreme king who commands the undead, the undisputed lord of death.

The Lich King put the Frostmourne in his hands on the ground again, and kicked off the feast that was about to break out tonight.

"Soldiers of the Frozen Wasteland! Dedicate the victory of this battle to me!!"

After hearing the king's call, scarlet lights flickered in the eye sockets of the bowed warriors, and together they held their shields and drew their swords and rushed into the battle group of golems, man-made humans, and dragon-toothed soldiers.

Due to the Lich King's strong appearance on the spur of the moment, the good red-black battle turned into a three-way melee, and the awakened undead warriors crushed the other three arms in all aspects.

"Your Excellency the Old Man of the Mountain has found the corresponding opportunity to appear in the Holy Grail War according to the plan, but this posture seems a bit too grand."

Martha, with her hands on her waist, looked at the battlefield full of killing sounds, and Joan of Arc, who was holding a battle flag beside her, nodded in agreement.

"But isn't Your Excellency the Old Man of the Mountain's move too reckless? You put yourself on the opposite side of red and black all of a sudden."

Martha hesitated a little after listening to Joan of Arc's words, but in the end she chose to believe in the judgment and actions of the Old Man of the Mountain.

"It shouldn't be a problem. We just need to do our job well, and the rest is to find out what is hidden behind the Holy Grail War when His Excellency the Mountain Man has attracted everyone's attention."

Joan of Arc only asked because of concerns, and after seeing Mirtha's confidence, she also felt relieved.

"That's right. However, although the servants of the red side are very active, they can't find their Master at all around here. It doesn't make sense to say that they are afraid."

At the same time, in response to the sudden appearance of the Lich King, the red and black parties also made their own reactions and responses.

The black Saber Siegfried and the red Lancer Karna rushed towards the mountain where the Lich King was located under the orders of their respective leaders, trying their best to make this servant who should not have appeared in the Holy Grail War go away. Exit.

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Chapter 170 Four, I Am, Obedient to the Supreme Being

Vlad III, who was riding on a horse, stared silently at the bloody battlefield in front of him with a spear in his hand.

The pale face of Vlad Tepes looked even more terrifying under the reflection of the moonlight, and there was only coldness and anger in his eyes.