My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Chapter 383 The assassin is fierce and the Grand Duke has his arm broken

Screams filled the darkness of the night, and in the border forest of Thousand World Tree's territory, the invaders from the Magic Association were being brutally massacred.

The cleaning team of more than fifty people was surrounded by lone men, and their lives were being taken away by rafters and piles one by one.

This brutally moving hell should not be seen by anyone, but there are two sets of eyes watching what is going on here.

One of them is Assassin Shuoyue, who uses A-level 'aura blocking' and a noble phantom to cover his body.

At this moment, he ignored the accompanying magicians who were impaled, and instead turned to look at the small puppet on his shoulder.

"What, after seeing the scene in front of you, do you still have doubts about the Thousand World Tree summoning the servants in advance?"

"I have fully understood that he is such a dangerous familiar. It seems that the battle between Thousand World Tree and us is destined to be inevitable."

Belferbon's old voice came from the doll's side. Even though the wooden doll had no face, the anxiety in his voice could still be heard.

"How is it? Can Sir Shuo Yue take action?"

Even a large-scale magic association has spent a lot of resources to cultivate a cleaning team. Losing one person will hurt for a long time, let alone half of them have been wiped out now.

"Don't worry, if the Holy Grail system fails to be activated, your Magic Association will lose more than just one team."

If it were his true self that came, Sakutsu would have secretly protected these temporary teammates. However, what Belphebon asked for was Assassin who received the blessing of the beast.

"If you want to win, these are necessary sacrifices, Head of the Summoning Department."

Finally completing the final operation, the young man cut off the connection with the Great Holy Grail before the Qianjie Tree discovered it, and slowly stood up.

"Just pray that a few of your chess pieces that you spent a lot of money to train can survive before I take action."

She spoke seemingly caring words, but Shuo Yue's eyes were so cold that they had no warmth at all.

"After all, if these helpers are useless, even I can't kill the top servants."

Kill?

Kill the servant? !

After the Holy Grail technique was successful, how dare he set his sights on such a powerful servant? !

In the room of the Magic Association, the three leaders looked at each other in astonishment and were speechless. At the other end, Shuo Yue had dropped the communication doll, lowered his body, and approached Vlad III with a fist gun in hand.

He, Sakusuki, is a Servant who came with the Assassin class.

He is the best assassin who can kill with one blow and take the head of his commander among the three armies!

His eyes glowed with iridescent ice blue, the world was in pieces, and there was a lone wolf walking in the darkness.

Target: Black Lancer, Vlad III.

The hunt begins!

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Tulifas is a small city in northern Transylvania, Romania. In the Middle Ages, the city wall built to prevent Turkish soldiers from invading is still intact today and surrounds some fortresses and cities. Most of the buildings in the city were heavily repaired and renovated on the basis of the Middle Ages, and have extremely precious historical value.

For Tulifas, what can be called the symbol of the city is the huge castle that stands on the slightly hilly hill - Milenia City.

The castle has never changed its owners since the Middle Ages. Despite suffering from Ottoman Turkish aggression, the Black Death pandemic, bombings in modern wars, etc., the fortress and its owner family are still alive today.

The name of that family is Thousand World Trees, and they are a group of magicians who migrated from Northern Europe to Romania. At present, the situation in the city is unprecedented.

Not only the Thousand World Tree clan, but also a group of decent-looking servants from unknown places are working meticulously and patrolling the city holding battle axes that are far behind the times. There are also walking stone beds and stone statues with glowing eyes...

Onlookers would have been surprised to think something had happened. However, among the simple residents of Tulifas, not a single unsuspecting person would step into this strange castle. As long as the lights in the city are still on, people are warned even if they go out late at night.

So when the castle lights that had been extinguished for a long time a few months ago began to shine again, the residents all looked at each other with a gloomy look on their faces - the blood-stained tyrants were back!

"That's right, it's all for today!"

Even though it was a bright sunny day outside, the king's room inside the city was still dark. Only the flames lit on the Menorah reflected the bloody killings in the forest.

The king on the throne is not here, but the seven-lamp candlestick is reflecting his majestic figure as he kills foreign enemies. Next to the throne, there is a handsome man with open arms, speaking in a majestic and confident tone.

"It's all taken care of. We, the Masters of the Thousand Realms Tree clan, who hold the Command Spell, from now on, you will be the Masters and bet your lives for the fierce battles in the future. Before that, let you guys See the Servant summoned later and the scales of its power!"

The man's name is Darnic Prestone Thousand World Tree. He is the patriarch of the Thousand World Tree clan and one of the participants in the Third Holy Grail War. That war happened more than sixty years ago, but there is no wrinkle on the man's face. Judging from his appearance, you would probably think he is between twenty-six and thirty years old. It seems that since the Third Holy Grail War, Time stopped for him.

The magicians who were chosen as masters by the Qianjieshu family were half-kneeling on the ground, raising their heads, watching the battle, or rather the ravage, of the king of the black camp.

The rafters symbolizing the bloody legend rose from the ground. Wherever the magic went, it spread like locusts. It was like an apocalypse, slaughtering their kind like chickens and sheep. Even I dared not say that I could defeat them. of magicians.

Even though they were in the same camp as the Grand Duke, when Vlad III went on a killing spree, the masters of the Thousand World Trees still felt chills from the bottom of their hearts and couldn't help themselves.

Who can defeat such a powerful existence——

Just when everyone was deeply in awe and uneasy, the one-sided victory that Darnik showed to everyone took an uncontrollable turn.

The atmosphere in the forest suddenly changed.

"Hmm." The sudden uneasiness made Vlad III frown. He restrained his distracted mood from chasing the prey and tightened his grip on the spear.

Even without the warrior's intuition, the numerous assassinations he encountered as a king still made the Grand Duke of Wallachia wary.

But looking around, except for a few magicians who were running away in panic, only the trembling trees and the flowing wind in the forest remained in the servant's field of vision for a long time.

"...Is it an illusion?"

At the moment when the Grand Duke fell into confusion, a black robe appeared like a ghost. Unexpectedly, the lurking assassin had already approached the Lancer's back!

As the fist gun was raised, Shuo Yue's gunfire roared with the words:

"I saw...your death!"

"What——!" Vlad III looked back in shock, even for a very short time, he still recited the true name of the Noble Phantasm:

"Kazikli Bey!"

The pitch-black rafter piles unfolded layer by layer like Manzhu and Shahua, and the carefully ground spell bullets were submerged into them, constantly breaking through the barriers, but finally stayed in the infinite magic piles.

At the same time, the rafter piles formed by the Execution King were like the most loyal soldiers, swarming up, crazily squeezing the assassin's action space, trying to pierce and kill him to calm the king's thunderous wrath!

Bang bang bang bang!

Fire burst out from the muzzle, and before the Grand Duke of Wallachia could react, the young man in black robe destroyed the rafter piles and took a sudden step forward. His ice-blue eyes reflected a fatal rainbow light:

"The floating world is over, goodbye!"

Under the dark pistol, the black blade flashed away.

Poof!

"Uhhhhhhhh!"

Accompanied by the cry of pain, there was a right arm holding a spear tightly, but flying into the sky involuntarily!

Blue Assassin, Shuo Yue, the assassination was successful.

The Black Lancer, Romania's top servant, Flanders III, has a broken arm!