"Ah——!!!"
The sad yelling cut through the night sky, and the next moment, with a "bang", the earth shook!
Vlad III turned his head and looked around, his eyes shrank sharply. The mud was lifted hundreds of meters high like wind and dust, and a huge land-boring monster, about 700 meters long, emerged from it.
The acid dripping from his mouthparts corroded the surrounding green forest into a thick stream.
"Houhouhouhouhouhouhou——!!!"
The original man raised his head and roared.
It is covered with octopus-like tentacles, the black cup at its core continuously conveys terrifying magic power, and its body is constantly expanding.
Four hundred meters...
Five hundred meters...
Six hundred and fifty meters...
Vlad III looked solemn.
It's a big deal!
Vlad III fell to Dannick's side.
Dane was not involved in the blasting of the original man from the beginning, but immediately caused everyone to recall their respective Servant.
Vlad III commissioned him to inspect the territories affected by the disaster.
Fortunately, the evil thing seems to have only passed through the dark ring in the sky and connected to the cities of Tolifas and Vasha.
Only these two territories were affected by disasters.
It's just that the connected areas are extending outwards one by one.
"What to do, Wang?" Dannick asked anxiously.
He really did not expect such a terrible thing to happen in a holy grail battle.
He had to be nervous and anxious, because this is the root of the Thousand Realms Tree!
Vlad III stood on a high platform, looking out over the earth.
The earth shattered like a spider web, and two huge monsters stood on the spot.
How similar.
How similar.
The territory is being destroyed, and the people are waiting for disaster like chickens and dogs.
"Hahaha..."
Vlad III laughed.
He was laughing.
It was a bitter smile.
From the ancient world to the modern world, I didn't see the strength of the motherland, but saw the country's downfall and my own stigma.
Dracula...
Dracula, Dracula...
——Just ask yourself. What do you want to wash away, is Dracula’s stigma, or do you want the world to forget the reason you turned into a ghost?
For some reason, Shiro's words and Shiro's face were reflected in his mind again.
——We are the setting sun, and your beloved people are the rising sun.
Vlad III smiled.
He laughed, "Really...you got it right, King Eternal. Even Yu himself didn't see through himself. And you...you see through Yu!"
Dracula...
Dracula, Dracula...
Hehe...
Danick observes the disaster situation through the envoy.
He saw it in his eyes, and was anxious in his heart.
The situation is really bad!
This situation is really not something that a modern magician like him can handle.
Can deal with this situation...
Heroic... Heroic!
Only heroes!
Only the heroes who have been summoned in accordance with the hope of mankind are there!
"Wang...!"
Dannick raised his head, looking anxiously at Vlad III, but with just such a glance, Dannick was stunned on the spot.
Vlad III has changed.
There was a bleak whiteness on his body, and that majestic face became very distorted, like a demon told in the Bible, pale skin, sharp teeth, and a violent breath of terror, like a holy blood. Temple...
"Wang..." Danick was stunned on the spot.
Spartacus frowned, "Vlad III, you..."
"Vlad III... wrong..." Vlad III tried to maintain himself, his eyes flashing red, and said: "Yunai, Dracula!"
——How other people say that I am someone else’s business, why should I care about it? How many things in ancient and modern times, such as the torrent of rivers, or slander or laughter, or insult or praise, I only need to do my own thing well, and leave the rest to others!
The last impression in my mind was that Shiro was leaning against the window with his free and easy smile under the setting sun.
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