I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

"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.

"I, Cocytus, come to see you at the request of His Majesty Ainz Ooal Gown."

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!!"

Chapter 175 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.

After shooting the first arrow, Atalanta immediately took out the second arrow and shot it in the same way. The magic circles that unfolded almost simultaneously on the front and rear feet seemed to be superimposed, and the rain of arrows of light poured down. .

"Let's go and see the actual effect. It's the first time to use it like this. I don't know if it can break through the opponent's defensive spell."

Atalanta turned over and jumped off the branch, and disappeared in the dark forest after a few jumps, groping towards the destination silently like a ghost wandering in the wilderness.

Siegfried glanced at the falling rain of arrows and didn't pay attention. Wearing the dragon's blood armor, he could ignore magic and physical attacks below B+, but Atalanta's Noble Phantasm was just in this category. Inside.

At this time, the Lich King, who was not releasing magic, was not afraid of being disturbed by 1, so he also ignored the terrifying arrow rain in the sky, and at the same time, he did not know when he had put on a coat called 'Expulsion Coat' A pitch-black tattered cloak.

Bathed in the rain of light, the dragon-slaying brave and the undead monarch raised their great swords at the same time, and slashed at each other without performing any ritual acts of self-declaration.

The Lich King burst out with bone-piercing frost attribute magic power, and the magic power wrapped around Frostmourne, lighting up the mysterious runes carved on the magic sword.

A terrifying suction force suddenly appeared on Frostmourne, and the souls of all the dead androids in the battlefield were pulled here, making the magic power fluctuation of this magic sword more and more intense. tyrannical.

The blue eyes of the Lich King became brighter at some point, as if two blue and white soul fires were burning, and he said to himself in a slightly heavy voice:

"Frostmourne, I'm hungry..."

Chapter 176 Praise for the heroes’ feast

Led by Semiramis, Kotomine Shiro and the remaining two servants from the red side came to the newly built castle behind the church.

This garden-style building made of relic buildings may seem plain, but it is actually a fortress that exists for war.

"Sa, let the master bear witness to it, this is a miracle that belongs to me alone!"

Semiramis was sitting on the throne in the castle, with long jet black hair hanging down his back, his golden eyes carried the arrogance and arrogance of a queen ruling the world, and he raised his hand to mobilize his magic power.

"This 'sky garden of vanity' will definitely win the Holy Grail for us and bring us victory!!"

When Feng Shiro heard the words, he shook his head with a wry smile, looking at the queen sitting on the throne looking down on the world, he couldn't help but think of her excuse for the troublesomeness of her treasure at the beginning of the summoning.

"If it is to obtain the Holy Grail, then please challenge with the awareness of bankruptcy first, my lord."

And all this is because Semiramis did not build the Hanging Garden during her lifetime, and she was able to use it as a treasure because of the incorporation of later legends.

Therefore, if Semiramis wants to activate the Noble Phantasm "Vanity's Sky Garden", he must first use real objects to perform three days and three nights of magical rituals to create.

The materials that can be used to construct the sky garden are naturally impossible to be ordinary. Coupled with the huge size of this fortress, the amount required is almost enough to buy a small country.

This is why Kotomine Shiro clutches his aching liver, because the material costs for building the sky garden are all saved by him working hard in the Middle East for 60 years.

As Semiramis released the true name of the Noble Phantasm, the castle and even the garden began to tremble violently, kicking up a cloud of mud and smoke, which startled the birds and beasts in the forest.

The castle with a rather classical art style was slowly lifted into the air as if lifted by an invisible giant, and turned into a mobile war fortress floating in the sky at a height of a thousand meters.

This is the hole card that Kotomine Shiro has been pressing in his hand, and it is also the tool he will use when he wants to win the Great Holy Grail.

Even Hercules, who is a demigod, couldn't help but feel surprised by the ascension of the sky garden, but he is a well-informed hero after all, so he is still very calm.

"Ah, what a spectacle this is! How great it is!!"

Shakespeare, who had witnessed such a miracle, was so excited that he improvised and sang loudly in the hall.

"Ah, like hell, like you in the dark night!"

"I think it is so beautiful, I even feel that you are blooming, Empress of Assyria!!"

Kotomine Shiro was interrupted by Shakespeare's loud voice, while Semiramis frowned and looked at the playwright who was performing under the throne.

"Caster, now is the time for the Holy Grail War, don't I need to remind you again?"

"Of course, because the magnificent opening has already begun without my knowledge, what a pity!"

Shakespeare recognized Semiramis' tone of hostility, and immediately put his right hand on his chest and bowed with a standard aristocratic etiquette, returning to seriousness.

"Heroes fight each other for hegemony and kill each other with extreme savagery. We will do our best to watch and record all of this..."

"Huh? Don't you fight?"

Semiramis couldn't help being taken aback, staring at Shakespeare more and more unkindly, and asked while suppressing the idea of ​​killing him with poison.

"Actually, my generation finds it extremely difficult to fight and magic. The gods have always given us humans some more or less shortcomings."

"I don't know how to write my own story!"

While rubbing his hands, Shakespeare forced himself to justify his behavior of not working overtime and watching from the sidelines.

"Because I only have the ability to weave other people's stories, and I have nothing else to write, and I want to witness the end of the Holy Grail War with my own eyes."

"Whether it is happiness or misfortune, or the truth of despair! Until the end, watching your stories is the mission I have been given!!"

Semiramis waved her hands helplessly to signal Shakespeare to back down. She really didn't know how to communicate with this abnormal-minded guy.

On the other hand, Mine Shiro stood beside the throne, looked at the night sky ahead from the open gate of the palace, and said to himself:

"At this speed, it is estimated that we will soon arrive at the location of the Thousand Boundary Tree Castle."

At the same time, on the wilderness outside Thousand Boundary Tree Castle.

"It's time to start the feast of death. I don't know who will be lucky enough to be the first ray of soul under my sword."

The Lich King, who had unsealed Frostmourne, swung the great sword in his hand and ran towards Siegfried. The dark blue frost spread out from the center of him, turning the surroundings into eternal frozen soil.

Even the God's Light Arrow falling from the sky can only disappear under the frost that contains death, and the dragon slaying hero who faced the sword directly realized the weight of death.

Siegfried raised his sword to block the Lich King's slash, stepped aside slightly, and swung his long sword at the Lich King's waist.

The Lich King completely ignored Siegfried's movements, and the Frostmourne in his hand drew a short and short trajectory, aiming at the opponent's side neck and slashing down.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Siegfried immediately stopped his attack, and dangerously swung his head to avoid the fate of being beheaded by the sharp sword of the Lich King, but his face was still cut by Frostmourne.

"Can't even the blood armor of the evil dragon be effectively defended? This sword light is an A-level treasure by itself!!"

Siegfried retreated a few steps in a row to widen the distance between the two sides, raised his hand to wipe his wound, but found that his powerful self-healing ability didn't work.

"Wounds that won't heal? Is it a curse?"

The Lich King held the sword with one hand and pointed at Siegfried who retreated. The blood stain on the blade of Frostmourne disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had been absorbed and swallowed.

It may be that the taste of dragon's blood is good, and the hollow eye sockets of the grinning skull on the hilt of Frostmourne shone with a faint blue brilliance.

There seemed to be some ominous blood-red color in the faint light, and the creepy low-pitched laughter echoed vaguely in the air, like the whispers of ghosts.

"That sword..."

Siegfried frowned and stared at the murderous Lich King. As a swordsman, although he was not a sharp-eyed connoisseur, he could see how tricky the opponent's weapon was.

The curse and resentment lingering on that sword are not much worse than the 'cursed holy sword' Balmonk held in his hand, and even more terrifying.

Although the holy sword Balmonk is a peerless sword pursued by heroes, those who get it will usher in an extremely heroic and tragic ending after becoming a world-renowned hero.

Siegfried is like this, but he has no regrets in his heart.

After all, it was with the holy sword Balmonk that he was able to slay the evil dragon Favna, and while protecting the safety of the people, he became an immortal hero by bathing in the blood of the dragon.

But the sword he was facing now called 'Frostmourne' was a veritable magic sword.

Frost and death, eternal loneliness and endless madness, soul devouring, blood devouring, master devouring...

No matter how you look at it, it is a peerless and fierce soldier, but what kind of existence should a person who holds such a magic sword be?

Siegfried felt that his body had become a little heavy, and it seemed that even his abilities as a follower had been suppressed a little.

"I really can't help but feel admiration, even such a fierce guy can be tamed."

While talking, Siegfried further liberated his suppressed power, twisted dragon horns and ferocious dragon wings appeared on his head and back respectively.

His eyes turned into golden dragon pupils, and a black dragon scale with full metallic texture appeared on his face, sweeping half of the battlefield like a substantive mighty dragon.

A large number of artificial humans were stiff and unable to move under the dragon's power. Even the soldiers who had turned into undead were greatly affected by the flickering of their souls, and the familiars who came to peek at the battlefield from all sides were instantly emptied.

"Has Saber finally released her true power? Sure enough, Yu saw the right person."

Vlad III raised his hand tool to display a wooden stake to block the gunshot from Karna, and glanced at the direction from Longwei with ease.

Seeing that his attack could not pierce the stake, Karna retreated quickly, but was still pierced through his hands, feet, chest and abdomen by the piercing stake, and was able to break free again after the sun's fire erupted.

Mordred, who was driving on the battlefield, felt the presence of Longwei from a distance, her heart beat suddenly, and the blood all over her body couldn't help but burn and boil.