My Mom Sandy Love Song

Although it was only for a moment, he saw the empress' expression that he had never seen before.

The excessive surprise made Amakusa feel like his breathing was stagnant.

Assassin, does she actually show that expression...

Semiramis sat on the jade throne, folded his hands on his lower abdomen, and looked at Rhodes. In Amakusa's eyes, there was a kind of enthusiasm that did not exist in the past.

The cold and venomous empress casts a gentle gaze like a girl in love, mixed with love, longing, admiration, and shame.

This kind of thing... I'm afraid the empress herself didn't notice it at all.

For the first time, Amakusa regretted the decision to send Semiramis to Rhodes' side as an undercover agent.

"Last night... what happened between them?"

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"Hahahaha! It's useless, it's useless, it's useless, it's useless, it's useless, it's useless!"

The shadow created when the vampire Dracula swung his arm turned into a real giant claw.

Amidst the unpleasant noise, the sword in Musashi's left hand broke.

It was obviously the fierce blade that had been strengthened to a C-rank Noble Phantasm by Shakespeare, but it was easily cut in two by the hook claw of the vampire's right hand.

"Hahahahahahaha! Let's treat you as an appetizer before the main course [Great Holy Grail]!"

The expression on the pale face of the nameless monster is one of pleasure, calmness, pity, and contempt!

His black clothes turned into big black teeth, biting like a storm.

Not just one hit.

Two in a row, three in a row, four in a row, five in a row.It doesn't stop.

Musashi and Karna used the weapons in their hands to resist the successive waves of black death.

Just when they were in crisis, the girl's clear voice came to the sky.

"It's time to hunt, and I'll make offerings to the two gods—!"

Atalanta, who was hiding in the darkness, straightly raised the bow of the sky in her hand, put the two arrows on the bowstring together, and pointed straight up.

Accompanied by her low and cold chanting of Liberation Language, huge magic power was released from her petite body and poured into the arrow in her hand.

"—dedicated such disaster, Phoebus Catastrophe [PhoebusCatastrophe]!!!"

The three people fighting in the air looked up at the same time, and two fierce meteors pierced the deep night.

"This is!"

Musashi and Karna, who quickly understood the mechanism of Archer's Noble Phantasm, stepped on the vampire and fled the scene with their strength.

Immediately afterwards, as if a meteor shower had descended in the sky, countless light spots flickered suddenly, and then those light spots turned into sharp arrows of light, shooting toward the ground.

The shining arrow rain fell brilliantly as if to purify the world.

Bathed in the rain of light, the vampire smiled indifferently.

Every part of the body was cut and pierced, and it was truly incomplete, and the vampire, full of presence, suddenly became like a torn rag.

However, Dracula, who has received the baptism of the Anti-Army Noble Phantasm, is also undergoing rapid self-regeneration while taking damage.

"Sure enough... an attack of this level cannot kill you."

While talking to himself, the red Lancer raised his sharp spear.

The flames formed a vortex, and the magic of the hero Karna began to be injected into the spear.

Lifting his foot suddenly, he took a step forward with enough force to crush the void.

Then, a shocking scene appeared, the golden armor embedded in Karna's body peeled off from his skin one by one.

Blood oozes from inside, and the pain can be vaguely seen from the expression of the great hero.

However, what attracted the two people's attention more than that was the change of the sharp gun.

The sacred and gorgeous appearance is like a star, and it makes people think that the spear he used just now is like a toy.

I am afraid that only by forging with the roaring thunder can it be possible to create such a fetish - the majesty of the gun will naturally make people feel such a sigh.

The god-killing spear bought at the price of the golden armor——

This is the power of sacrificing one's life, a true one-hit kill that completely disregards one's own life.

"It's over, sad vampire who has lost himself—"

Around Karna, the flames kept twisting like countless snake bodies.

"Learn the Mercy of the King of the Gods, that extinction is this sting... O Indra, look at it. Burn everything... O Sun, submit to death [VasaviShakti]!"

The supreme Noble Phantasm that surpasses the limit will shine brilliantly here——! ! !

The fired sharp spear rushed towards Aurora who was advancing with an avalanche of destructive force.

Thus, in this dark night without moonlight, the sun suddenly appeared, engulfing the vampires and burning them up endlessly——

Even so, it's not over yet.

"Nanwu, the god of heaven is full of great freedom - the horse-headed Avalokitesvara, cut off all evil with anger."

Musashi widened his eyes and gripped the sword tightly.

"This knife is my way of emptiness, my life! Ishena, the big celestial phenomenon—!"

The vampire, who was continuously pierced by the rain of arrows of light and completely burned by the sun gun, finally ushered in a quick and neat cut in half.

"Haha...haha...haha..."

"Hmph... What a tenacious guy."

Musashi and Karna, who had returned to the ground, barely had the strength to raise their weapons. With their hands on their knees, they managed to maintain a standing position.

The scorched black masses in front of them were monsters once named [Vampire Dracula].

Musashi wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This way we win..."

"Hahahahahahahahaha! How many times do I have to say it? I won't die until I get the Great Holy Grail!"

The black flesh pulsated, and quickly began to regenerate and recover, gradually returning to its human form.

"How... is it possible... can't die after eating three treasures at the same time!?"

Not to mention Atalanta's rain of arrows and Miyamoto Musashi's sword that cut off cause and effect, the god-killing spear [Sunlun, obey death] is indeed powerful enough to kill gods.

Needless to say, heroes, monsters, phantom beasts, divine beasts, shields, cities, and enchantments, all existences are meaningless.

However, the vampire Dracula is not [unkillable], but [can be resurrected].

That's why it's called the Undead King!

As long as it is in this Romanian region, the vampires who are the horror phenomenon [Wallachian Night] can be resurrected no matter how many times they are killed.

"Hahahahaha! Is it only this level? Heroes of human history!!!"

The vampire, who was laughing loudly, released a pitch-black iron stake, pierced Musashi and Karna's bodies, and stuck it into the ground.

The outcome is already decided.

Using the treasure too early to try to forcibly kill the vampire at night is their biggest cause of failure.

If there were more enemies, even Dracula at night would be defeated... Well, at least 5 or more servants are needed to be safe.

"It's a win!"

Just when Darnic in Dracula's soul was thinking this way, he noticed a figure walking towards this side.

"...Caster."

What appeared was the one who turned Vlad III into the leader of the vampires and destroyed Danic's perfect plan, the Black Caster!

The vampire should have felt irritated, but felt a chill and shrank reflexively.

The young man with an annoying calm smile on his face once again made him, the king of terror, shudder.

Obviously the other party has no means to kill him, why would I! ?

"It's my fault to let you survive, I have to clean it up myself."

Rhodes snapped his fingers, and behind him appeared countless large magic circles spinning at high speed.

At that moment, Dracula seemed to see his own death.

"...how could it be, impossible."

The last time he lost his spirit base, but now his existence is already a phenomenon, and he doesn't even have the concept of a spirit base!

No matter what the hell Caster does, there is no possibility that he will be killed!

"Let's fight quickly."

Rhode raised his cane and called out in a voice that only he could hear.

"Love Song."

"Okay, leave it to me, Caster."

After lightly nodding, the almighty girl [PotniaTheron] stretched out her hand towards the sky with a noble expression full of starlight.

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"what have you done……"

The vampire Dracula's expression twisted.

"You... no, what the hell are you...!?"

Rhodes said calmly: "I am the master: you are the "elected saint". "

"……Ah ah ah ah ah!"