Star God Ruler of the Moon

Romania, the motherland he loved and protected during his lifetime.

Even in the face of the [-] troops of the Ottoman Turkish Empire, Vlad III never succumbed to it.

Instead, he led his soldiers to fight and fight on the border, and during this period, all the captured Turkish prisoners were impaled and tortured with wooden stakes.

All these people were crucified at the border of the Principality of Wallachia as a deterrent.

A total of more than 2 Turkish soldiers were pierced to death before and after, which made all the soldiers of the Ottoman Turkey who came to invade afterward timid before fighting.

Even the famous general who captured Constantinople felt chills in his heart, calling the then Grand Duke Vlad III of Wallachia a devil, and spread the famous name of "Piercing Duke".

However, now there are dirty undead trampling and desecrating this sacred land wantonly.

Whether it's Dragon Tooth Soldiers or Death Knights, these are the objects that Vlad III, who is a devout Catholic, cannot tolerate.

"Danic, I'm going to go out to fight against this group of people who don't know the heights and depths in front of me, do you have any objections?"

Vlad III tilted his head and turned his eyes to Danek who was standing beside him. Although he seemed to be asking for permission, his resolute tone and murderous eyes could not be refused at all.

"Of course, my king."

Naturally, Danik would not disobey Vlad III's will at this time, and it is true that only followers can make achievements in such a big scene.

While the two were talking, the rest of the servants who belonged to the Thousand Boundary Tree also gathered on the roof of the castle, with uncontrollable excitement shining in their eyes.

"Is it finally going to war? It really is a grand enough battlefield!"

Drake, who was wearing a black coat, turned the flintlock gun in his hand while looking at the scene of killing in front of him.

Although it wasn't the naval battle she was familiar with, it didn't affect her display of strength.

"Archer, I will give you the initial command of the puppets and man-made humans. If there are new servants from the enemy, we will give priority to resisting the servants."

The anger in his heart didn't make Flanders III lose his mind, on the contrary, it made him calmer, and he began to arrange the division of labor in an orderly manner.

"Caster should stand by at the back first. While maintaining the supply of golems, we must complete the Noble Phantasm as soon as possible. We need this power now."

Chiron and Avisbron nodded to show their understanding, and Vlad III finally turned his attention to Drake.

"Rider is responsible for providing long-range support in the rear, and I will immediately go to support Saber and Berserker who have already entered the battle."

"Understood, just leave it to the old lady."

As Drake spoke, he raised the flintlock gun in his hand and pointed it at the battlefield. There were layers of space ripples behind him, and the black muzzle of the gun revealed his ferocious posture.

Dozens of magic cannons blasted out suddenly, piercing through and smashing a large area of ​​Dragon Tooth Soldiers and Death Knights, plowing deep ravines on Gaiachan's body.

This made Derek, who had a big slump at Hercules last time, feel relieved, and shouted loudly:

"Hey, little ones! It's time to start the battle, so cheer up and load up the ammunition!!"

After arranging everything, Vlad III rode his horse and jumped directly from the castle, relying on his skillful riding skills to shuttle across the battlefield at high speed, avoiding his own golems and man-made humans.

Although the dolls are only made of mud, and the cost of a single artificial human is estimated to be less than 18 yen, Flanders III will not trample on them just because of this.

Dressed in jet-black aristocratic attire, Vlad III usually exudes nobility and elegance in both his temperament and behavior, but at this moment the tyrannical aura he released is enough to instantly destroy the will of ordinary people.

"Come on! The barbarians who trampled on the land of Yuzhi!! It's time for punishment!!!"

At the same time, inside the dark church.

Kotomine Shiro had just received a contact from Atalanta and learned about the situation on the battlefield at this time, with a smile on his face as always.

"Yeah, I didn't expect there to be an eighth person, so it's even more lively now."

Semiramis leaned against the wall on one side, with a sinister smile on his slightly decadent and beautiful face, and asked:

"The more chaotic the situation is, the more it meets your expectations? After all, the next step is to snatch the Great Holy Grail from Black."

Kotomine Shiro admitted it naturally after being told by Semiramis, anyway, it doesn't matter if the decisive battle starts a day earlier.

"Of course, but I clearly said that tonight is just an experiment, but I didn't expect such a golden opportunity to appear."

"Really, the plan can't keep up with the changes."

Although Kotomine Shiro was feeling so emotional, he didn't mean to complain, but looked forward to the moment when he could hold the Great Holy Grail in his hands sooner.

"In order to make the lonely eighth person last longer, I have just changed the order to let Lancer deal with the Grand Duke of Wallachia, and Archer will deal with it first."

"Facing the simultaneous attacks of the black Saber and the red Archer, I hope this mysterious figure can last a little longer."

Shakespeare, who was also staying in the church hall, immediately understood after hearing the conversation between the two, feeling annoyed and excited.

"This guy who ran out suddenly really messed up the outline I prepared!"

"If the foreshadowing in the early stage is not sufficient, how can we usher in the real climax?"

"When it should be moving, it can't make the audience cry, and when it should be passionate, it can't make the audience boil. This is undoubtedly a complete failure!!"

Shakespeare criticized severely in his heart, and finally chose to compromise with reality.

Because compared with the logic and rationality that have to be considered when creating a script, sometimes what happens in reality does not conform to any logic at all.

"However, it is also a good thing to witness the stories of the heroes so early. We are already too excited, just like that..."

Shakespeare, who was in a good mood, began to perform a solo opera there again, and Saimine Shiro and Semiramis wisely chose to ignore this guy.

"Is the courtyard ready? Can we start going to the battlefield now?"

As Kotomine Shiro spoke, he remembered the harsh conditions for the use of Semiramis' Noble Phantasm. Although it was very powerful after it was completed, it was not very friendly to the poor in the early stage.

Hearing his master mentioned the courtyard, Semiramis' eyes could not help but brighten, with a look of pride and pride on his face.

"Of course, all the ceremonies just ended this evening, and I originally planned to invite you to see it tomorrow."

After Semiramis finished speaking, he walked towards the back of the church first, while Mine Shiro turned around and greeted Shakespeare and Heracles who were in charge of defending.

And just when Kotomine Shiro and his party were about to go to the battlefield, Mordred and Shishi Jieli, who had already set off, were already approaching the center of the battlefield.

"Yahoo!"

Mordred, sitting in the driver's seat of the car, relied on all his riding skills to skillfully drive the car, which had already reached a speed of more than [-] per hour, causing the lion Jie Jieli on the passenger seat to die. It looks normal.

"Hey, hey, do you really have a B in riding skills? Even a certain detective film, which is actually a fantasy set, has more scientific driving skills than you!"

Lion Jie Jieli, who was wearing a seat belt, held his heart with one hand, and firmly held the armrest in the car with the other hand, for fear that he would be thrown out of the car if he was not careful.

"Well, as long as I can drive beasts and vehicles other than mythical beasts and phantom beasts, how about it? Master, let's enjoy the thrill of speed and passion, hahahaha——"

Mordred, who was racing for the first time, enjoyed it, looked at the battlefield close at hand through the windshield, and complained uncomfortably:

"Tch! It started before I came, but it's okay, after all, the protagonist always comes out last!!"

Standing proudly on the top of the mountain, the Lich King noticed Siegfried and Atalanta who were rushing towards him. Now if he participated in the battle, he would have no time to be distracted and command the undead knights to fight.

"It seems that the king needs to find a helper, and Kel'Thuzad still needs to guard the Scourge, so this time it is better to draw people from the Great Tomb of Nazarick."

While talking to himself, the Lich King took out the staff of Ainz Ooal Gown, which symbolized the Great Tomb of Nazarick, and instantly formed a summoning circle on the ground.

The Lich King, who already had an A+ in his own magic power, has extremely terrifying magic power reserves, coupled with the inherent skills he possesses as an avenger, this makes the Lich King have no worries about releasing magic at all.

Besides, what if the magic power is gone?

In addition to the small red bottle of the Nazarick Great Tomb card, there is also the small blue bottle of the Nazarick Great Tomb card. Please take a look.

The Lich King held the golden staff, and the words of the command contained the king's irreversible will.

"In the name of Ainz Ooal Gown, who once served the Supreme Being, come before my king!!"

As the voice fell, a blue-blue figure half kneeling on the ground slowly emerged from the magic circle that suddenly expanded three or four times.

"My Cocytus, following the wishes of His Majesty Ainz Ooal Gong, come to have an audience." From Xinxiaoqun 712205071

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The Lich King looked down at the insect warrior kneeling in front of him. With no way to summon Demiurge, Cocytus was indeed the most suitable guardian to lead the battle.

"Get up, Cocytus."

"Now is not the time to care about some etiquette. My army will be under the full command of Rulai. Come back with a beautiful victory!"

Today's Cocytus is no longer Wuxia Amon. After the failure of command in the battle of the lizardman village, he has grown into a qualified general after long-term study and a lot of actual combat.

"Yes, we will definitely present the most glorious victory to His Majesty Ainz!!"

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Chapter 170 Frostmourne, Hungry

Vlad III, who rode his horse to the front line of the black side, was filled with black and red ominous magic power. With the palm he swung, huge magic power swept out from it.

"Compassion and anger will turn into scorching sharp stakes to pierce you, and the group of sharp stakes is limitless and endless."

"Desperate for this, and moisten your throat with your own blood—King of Execution!!"

Vlad III liberated his treasure, and dense black wooden stakes pierced out of the ground instantly where the magic power swept.

The dense wooden stakes smashed the Dragon Tooth Soldiers and Undead Knights into pieces, and the sharp wooden stakes, even the armor and shields of the Undead Knights, could not effectively defend against them.

In just a few seconds, there were no undead creatures within tens of meters around Vlad III as the center, and all of them were pierced and shattered by sharp piles.

"Black Lancer, Vlad Tepesh? In this region, you are undoubtedly the top servant."

Karna, who fell from the sky, stood lightly on a towering wooden stake, his eyes fixed on the noble and elegant man in front of him, but he was cruel and cruel on the battlefield.

Although Vlad III's appearance this time is not young, but his middle-aged appearance makes him feel more mature and full of connotations.

But right now, this handsome middle-aged man can't be called very kind. Even on this battlefield full of moonlight and blood, combined with Vlad III's pale face and the night nobleman It's really hard not to think of a vampire or something like a normal dress.

"Red Lancer? Didn't you go to the Lord of the Undead just now?"

Vlad III sat firmly on the standing horse, looking at the hostile servant who suddenly appeared in front of him, and he could feel the difficulty of the opponent even before he fought.

"It's the master's order, someone will go there, and the task I was given is to kill you here."

"Although Siegfried should have told you all, please allow me to report my name again!"

Karna declared war with a wave of the golden spear in his hand, and scorching magic power surged from him.

"My name is Karna, and I am the son of the sun god Surya. Kings of foreign countries, if you are not afraid of the sharp spear in my hand, just let your horse come!!"

"Is it a great hero from Indian mythology? I didn't expect that Yu would meet a very important opponent for the first time in his battle with a follower. What a blessing!"

Standing on the land of his former homeland, Vlad III was naturally not afraid of Karna's challenge, and the vast and majestic magic power turned into a blood-stained black stake and pierced towards him.

"However, Yu is invincible in this piece of land that Yu once loved and protected!!"

The Fire of the Sun collided with the Piercing Pile, Karna was able to overwhelm Siegfried last time and was completely suppressed by Vlad III this time.

The wooden stakes that Vlad III can summon are endless, not only the attack speed is extremely fast, but also its toughness is also extremely strong, and the angle of puncture is even more tricky.

Even Karna, who was wearing the invincible golden armor, suffered substantial damage, but after that, he relied on the armor's high-speed recovery ability to heal as if going back in time.

"Flame, show your majesty—"

Karna used the fire of the sun to burn the stake, while constantly moving at high speed to avoid Vlad III's pursuit, flashing a golden-red afterimage in the darkness like a streamer.

"A bonus to regional popularity? It's really a terrifying attribute. I don't know what kind of strength I can display if the Holy Grail War is held in India."

Just as Karna and Vlad III were fighting in full swing, the Lich King who had handed over the command of the Undead Knight to Cocytus on the other side also made a move.

The Lich King in jet-black armor leaped down from the top of the mountain with a sword in his hand, and chopped off Siegfried who was running up in front of him with his sword. An icy blue glow glowed above Frostmourne.

Seeing this, Atalanta standing at the bottom of the mountain immediately opened his bow and set up an arrow, and shot more than a dozen arrows at the fallen Lich King and Siegfried, then quickly ran away from the spot.

The Lich King and Siegfried were fighting back and forth in the air with their sword skills, when they suddenly heard the sound of strong wind coming from their ears, and they both slashed at each other at the same time. He turned around to avoid Atalanta's sneak attack.

Atalanta, who was hiding in the jungle, stood on a branch of a big tree, and released her treasure once again when she saw where Siegfried and the Lich King were.

The bright green magic power blew the corners of the huntress' clothes and hair, slightly illuminating her cold and calm face, like an invincible Valkyrie.

"With my bow and arrow, I ask for the protection of Apollo and Artemis, and offer this calamity—an arrow book of appeal!"

Siegfried and the Lich King landed steadily back and forth, and before they got into their fighting stances, an arrow shot into the sky from nowhere and turned into a familiar three-layer emerald green magic circle.