I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

"As for me, Dracula, I am the embodiment of all vampire legends. I am a vampire devil who combines the world's fear, fantasy and negative impressions of vampires!"

With the proclamation of the devil Dracula, the medieval town began to shake violently.

Cracks appeared on the ground, and the houses collapsed. Now that the puzzle is over, the playing field is useless.

Facing the change, Meili and Scathach immediately cast magic to build a defensive barrier to protect everyone, but what is surprising is that Dracula's aura is becoming stronger and stronger.

"According to the origin of the vampire legend, this body is also the plague demon who possesses the black death spirit that has taken tens of millions of lives."

"At the same time, this body is still a cynical demon king who bears the resentment and curse of all those who have been forgotten and abandoned by society."

The town disappeared, but everyone did not leave this independent space where the gift game was held, and the devil Dracula was floating in the air with bat wings.

The blood-colored moon hangs high in the night sky, and the light sheds shines on the pale face of the demon king Dracula with an indescribable evil intention, and its sharp and high-pitched voice resounds through the sky.

"Although the original goal against His Royal Highness Leticia was not achieved this time, after solving the mystery, my spirit and strength can finally return to their peak state!"

"Here, I once again thank you for your help."

The blood-colored magic storm swept the entire space with monstrous power, and it was also mixed with the magic wind condensed by the Black Death virus, as well as malicious curses and resentment.

The defensive barrier put up by Mellie and Scathach made a "click" sound because it was overwhelmed. Facing the demon king Dracula who had unleashed all his strength, he was unable to take out his hand to fight back.

"Four digits break the rules, the three-in-one digits breaks the level demon king! If, this, if you can't knock him down here, there will be no existence in the area of ​​Xiaotian that can stop it."

Leticia held the knight spear in her hand and muttered to herself, her red eyes shone with fearlessness and firmness.

Although she is only 12 years old and her strength has just reached four digits, as a Hakoniwa knight, Leticia will not be afraid to run away because of the strength of her opponent.

Demiurge noticed her determination, and while reaching out to embrace Leticia, he shook his head slightly at the girl.

Then, he looked up and stared in the direction of Demon King Dracula, with an expectant and fanatical look on his face, and murmured:

"Miss Leticia, please be patient and don't be impatient, that adult is about to make a move."

Chapter 73 Assassination in progress

Dracula showed off his completely liberated power, and Hehemowei overwhelmed everything, destroying everything in the Boon Playground.

This long-designed gift game is undoubtedly a serial trap. Even if the second condition of "restore the original legend of vampires" in the game is fulfilled, Dracula can still turn the table with his four-digit breakthrough strength. Get the last victory.

In Hakoniwa World, if you want to survive and live a comfortable and unrestrained life, you need both bravery and wisdom.

A reckless man who only has force but no strategy will easily be tricked to death by others, and may even die in an unknown manner.

And a guy with outstanding intelligence but no strength is also helpless in the face of a strong man who directly overturns the table.

Scathach, who kept drawing runes with his hands up, stared at the looming figure in the bloody storm, his crimson eyes boiled with fierce fighting intent.

After a detailed comparison, Scathach already has a rough judgment on his own strength positioning in Hakoniwa.

If she can open the gate of the Kingdom of Shadows and drag the opponent into her home court, then she will be able to display a four-digit extraordinary combat power.

But if it is in the normal state in Little Garden, Scathach's conventional strength cannot reach the exceptional level, at most it only has the strength of the four-digit upper level.

Meili is also in the same situation as Scathach. With Avalon as her home game, she can also break through to the four-digit breakthrough level.

What's more, Meili still holds the Holy Sword of Stars in her hand.

Although she couldn't completely unlock the thirteen seals due to various conditions, she seemed to be at the top four-digit level in terms of attack power output.

Although Mei Li and Scatha's strength is not the strongest among Xingyue's many heroic spirits, the two of them have a huge advantage that other heroic spirits cannot compare.

That is, the rest of the people are dead, but the two of them are still alive and kicking.

The heroic spirits whose overall strength has been fully finalized can only become stronger by constantly tempering their fighting skills, but the living people still have the possibility of infinitely becoming stronger.

"The evil thoughts on this body all originate from human beings, and they should be returned to human beings."

The devil Dracula raised his hands high as if he wanted to embrace the entire sky or the world. His bloodless pale face was twisted and ferocious with excitement, and he was crazy that he was about to achieve the long-standing mission in his heart.

"Here I will complain and question the abandoned people, and I will destroy this hopeless world of inequality according to their wishes!!"

"Is it possible to use the spirit of the Black Death to bring down a large-scale new plague? This is indeed possible to complete the destruction of the world."

Standing safely within the defensive barrier, Holmes took a few puffs of his pipe and muttered to himself, when suddenly a bright gleam flashed in his eyes.

The great detective, who can see through the hidden essence of things through the cover, tilted his head slightly, as if he had noticed something in advance, and said in a low voice:

"coming!"

The man on the mountain stood firmly in the raging storm, treating these scenes as nothing, and the boundless fire of hell burned and spread on the ground.

He looked up in the direction of Dracula, and slowly raised the plain black sword in his hand.

The next moment, a huge sword energy with black and blue light pierced the blood-black storm, soaring into the sky and connecting the sky and the earth.

The flickering sword light slashed across, splitting the monstrous storm mixed with negative things such as curses, resentment, and viruses like a bamboo, and it disappeared.

The storm that lost Dracula's control quickly dissipated in the air, and before the noise completely subsided, the figure of the mountain man flashed behind Dracula holding his sword high.

Dracula, who was aware of this, just turned his head and looked back. What caught his eyes was the thick two-handed sword chopped down on his head, with black and blue billowing hellfire attached to it.

"This, when is this!?"

Because the sound of the evening bell has not yet been heard, the big sword that the mountain man cut down changed from a blade to a sword face, but Dracula couldn't get any benefits because of this.

"Push from behind." (FGO grandpa battle voice)

Before Dracula could react, the sword face of the Weng of the Mountain's great sword hit him in the face like a baseball, and slammed it down from the sky.

The terrifying power of the mountain man was transmitted to Dracula through the great sword, making it impossible for him to resist.

Its body hit the ground like a meteor at a high speed that could cause sparks to explode and make a "chichi" sound when it rubbed against the air, causing a dull loud noise and a cloud of smoke.

The underworld fire flickered, and the old man of the mountain followed.

A heavy shield appeared in his hands at some point, and slammed down where Dracula fell to the ground.

"Bam—!"

Dracula, who lost the initiative, turned into swarms of bats and scattered to avoid the shield attack, but this time, the man on the mountain didn't hold back like the previous two times.

The big sword swung with the blue-white light of the dark fire, bursting out a vertical and horizontal sword energy, chasing and splitting a dozen bats into the air.

"Uh-huh..."

Dracula, whose body was formed by the gathering of bats, spurted out a big mouthful of blood. There were several deep bone wounds on his body, but they completely healed within a few breaths at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Is it the super-speed regeneration ability of vampires in the legend? Or, is it the so-called undead legend?"

The old man on the mountain murmured, staring at Dracula with scarlet blood in his eyes, a beam of hellfire suddenly burst out at his feet, grabbing and entangled Dracula like a magic hand protruding from hell. past.

"Is the four-digit number equal to mine exceptional? Tsk, why did such a tricky guy suddenly appear?"

Dracula stepped on both feet to escape from the burning of the underworld fire. His withered body was erratic, walking left and right on the ground at supersonic speed.

The old man of the mountain was about to continue his assassination, when an iron cabinet of the same height suddenly appeared in front of him out of thin air, covering him like a hungry beast that sprang out from the night.

On the top of the cabinet was a metal sculpture of a bust of a young girl. The expression on the sculpture's face seemed distorted and torn by pain and despair.

The two splayed cabinet doors consisted of hinges, lots of nails, and door guards, high enough to enclose a person.

This is the instrument of torture that manifested the power of Dracula, who holds many vampire legends. The 'Iron Maiden' who has murdered countless innocent girls in the hands of the Bloody Countess.

After the mountain man glanced at the sharp blades and iron nails coming towards Iron Maiden, he immediately understood what happened to the human legions that had been massacred before.

The appearance of death due to excessive bleeding after being pierced through the wrists, thighs, chest and abdomen was caused by the Iron Maiden.

The old man of the mountain raised his shield and pushed away the oncoming Iron Maiden. With a swing of his great sword, he chopped her into pieces scattered all over the sky, and the speed of his footsteps never slowed down by half.

Dracula didn't want to block the man on the mountain with this. He waved his hand and raised countless dense puncture stakes from the ground, hoping to buy some more time with the realization of the legend of the puncture man.

"Rings around roses, pockets full of herbs, ashes, ashes, we turn to dust."

The ballads sung during the spread of the Black Death sounded from Dracula's mouth, and the demon king who showed off his power for a while had a devout expression like praying on his face.

A black gust of death, symbolizing death, surrounded Dracula's body, announcing the advent of the terrifying god of death that had wiped out two-thirds of Europe's population.

Diseases have been one of the biggest problems that have plagued human beings since ancient times, or it should be a problem that plagues all living things.

And the plague, like a ghost, is a lingering nightmare for human beings.

Whether it is smallpox, the Black Death, or other well-documented plagues in human history, the damage caused by them is unprecedented, and the total number of human beings killed needs to be calculated in units of billions.

This is also the reason why the demon king Dracula, who holds the black death spirit, can stand in a four-digit exception. Even if his existence cannot cause damage to the planet itself, it can destroy human beings.

"Death, what a wonderful word!"

"Those who wailed and despaired due to the torment of illness, and finally came to the end will be thrown into the fire and burned, so that even their corpses will not be left in the world."

"This, what a tragedy!!"

Accompanied by the exclamation of the demon king Dracula, the demonic wind of the black death virus rushed towards the man on the mountain who had just broken through the barrier of the punctured stake, intending to erode and take the life of the other party.

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Chapter 74 Dracula's Curse

According to common sense, viruses cannot infect Heroic Spirits.

The existence of heroic spirits belongs to the category of soul bodies, and their bodies when they appear in the world are also made of magic power, and there are no cells at all for viruses to invade.

Therefore, it is impossible for Heroic Spirits to be infected with viruses that can make humans sick.

Of course, those who died of diseases during their lifetime and whose symptoms have turned into retained skills will be considered separately.

For example, Nero's headache and Souji's vomiting blood are symptoms that cannot be cured in this life, but the delicate and sickly girl seems to be able to inspire people's protective desire.

However, the Black Death virus displayed by the demon king Dracula has a mysterious concept attached to it. Its essence is the display of the power of the plague spirit, so it also poses a considerable threat to the existence of non-human beings.

Whether it's Leticia as a vampire, Holmes as a heroic spirit, or Demiurge as a demon.

They are all likely to be infected with the Black Death virus, which is essentially the embodiment of the concept of death. Even Mellie and Scathach, who have been living in obscurity for who knows how many years, must deal with it carefully.

Even if you don't really die because of this, the torment of the disease may become permanent.

The tragic situation where he can't survive but can't die is not as easy as ordinary people ushering in the end.

Facing the ferocious black death, the man on the mountain still walked straight to where Dracula was with steady and firm steps.

"Hey—!"

With the echo of the evening bell, the gray-black death air filled the back of the mountain man and collided head-on with the black death wind, entangled with each other.

Even though the Black Death virus is fierce, there is a race in this world that can naturally minimize the harm of the Black Death.

That is the undead, or undead.

Can skeletons without flesh and blood get sick?At most, it is estimated that there may be calcium deficiency.

The mountain man who was exposed to the evil wind of the Black Death acted as usual. Standing in the realm, he was already an existence of neither life nor death. The disease could not invade the body that was assimilated with death.

"Hey -! Hey -! Hey -!"

The old man on the mountain who heard the sound of the evening bell saw the end of the Black Death, and the swordsman who responded to the destiny fully unleashed his own strength at this time.

Although the Black Death disappeared very suddenly in history, and even the cause has not been studied, but in the final analysis, it is a residue that has long since passed away.

"A disaster that has long since disappeared in the course of human history dares to come to the world again. This action is against the destiny!"

Leticia, who heard the sound of the evening bell for the second time, seemed to have seen the essence contained in the sound, which was death that was pure to the extreme without any impurities.

"It's over, there's nothing to watch later."

Mei Li, who had seen it many times before, yawned, rubbed her eyes and muttered. Anyway, so far, she has never seen a guy who can fight against the destiny alone without being defeated.

Demiurge nodded in agreement. Although the sound of the evening bell sounded different from the one played by the Supreme Being when he activated his skills, as a loyal servant, he would not question this slight difference. .

Demon King Dracula stared dumbfounded at the man on the mountain who walked slowly to the center of the black death demon wind, and felt the death breath of a higher level overflowing from the other party.

The black and blue ghost fire lingered around the old man of the mountain, the faint blue fire light reflected the skull mask, the jet black sword was held high with one hand, and blood glistened in his eyes.

"My sword only cuts those who violate the destiny."

"Listen to the sound of the bell, return to the end you deserve! Death to the angels!!"

The evil wind of the Black Death that was so fierce one second was instantly wiped out completely the next, as if it had never appeared.

In a trance, the face of the old man with a skull mask came into Dracula's eyes.

Before Dracula could retreat, the Mountain Man stretched out his left hand and grabbed his head, and the big sword in his right hand pierced Dracula's abdomen without hesitation.

The dead air corroded Dracula's body, making his super-speed regeneration ability useless, and the unstoppable sticky blood flowed out from the place where the blade penetrated, staining the ground red.