My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

There are too many conflicts and contests, fights and battlefields, which forged the name of heroes.

The Trojan Horse War; the hunting of Calydon; the siege of Baltra; the fight between the Kurus and the Five Sons of Pandu... Even Shuo Yue once galloped in Rome waving the Great Qin Black Bird flag. above the earth.

However, they have never witnessed such a shocking charge. Even if there are only six people charging into the battle, they are undoubtedly famous heroes, noble beings who are as bright as stars and shine like gold.

The corridor was rumbling and whistling in the blue mist, and the magical eagle came out again, supporting the paladin holding the golden horse lance, leading the way.

"Hear my voice from far away! Come and meet me from near and far! I am Astolfo, King Charlemagne's Twelve Warriors! I am here to show you the winner with dignity and dignity!!"

For a brief moment, it seemed that the entire area had ushered in deathly silence, with only an overwhelming roar erupting from the eagles and from under the rafter piles that spread in all directions.

One ride is worth a thousand!

A mysterious light shines on the 'It will fall upon contact', and the power from the law of cause and effect gathers in it. Along with Astolfo, it moves forward like an iron wall. Any enemy who dares to stand in the way of the charge will be ruthlessly trampled by the Hippogriff, or knocked to the ground by the 'touch and fall' force, unable to get up again.

The mighty wind was like a plow, sweeping over the bones and scorched earth of the Dragon Fang Soldiers. The scorching flames summoned by Karna intersected with the golden current of the moon, crushing the golem created by Avisbron. , burned through Vlad III's rafter piles, revealing the dragon slayer holding the magic sword high!

"The evil dragon will eventually fall, cutting off all light and shadow. The world has now reached sunset——"

Sensing the ferocious magic power condensing, the blocking red party separated on its own, revealing a pale-faced spearman holding a stunning spear. At this moment, his eyes were burning with scorching sun flames!

"Brahmastra, cover the earth!"

"Fantasy Great Sword Balmung!"

The brilliance of dusk and morning sun collided again, and the wind king's barrier roared, carrying the black team and breaking through the energy turbulence, rushing towards the red team without slowing down.

"I will never let you succeed!" Achilles summoned the chariot, and the three-headed horses pulled the chariot and began to gallop; at the same time, Atalanta walked as fast as flying, leaped into the sky nimbly, and drew her bow like the full moon:

"Polestar, go!"

Chariots and arrows come with magic light, but Black's brilliance also shines!

"Manipulation Start (Set)"

The fingers of the leading puppeteer trembled slightly, as if playing the strings of a musical instrument. The Kabbalah base covered the Queen's garden, and life was born from the soil, transforming into existences called 'golems'. They fell down one by one. The ground solidified into an extremely hard stumbling rope, restraining Achilles from running.

"O Scorpio, penetrate the stars!"

The sage of the forest ran quickly, also stringing his bow, and fired a volley of arrows with a superb posture. While knocking down Ta Miao's arrows, he even stabbed the huntress's pretty face without slowing down.

"clang!"

The sound waves roared, and the ferocious fists and guns shattered. Shuo Yue tilted his palms back and snapped his fingers without changing his expression. Weapons emerged one after another, locked in the orbit of the electromagnetic field, and shot out like cannonballs.

Zhila!

The sound of broken metal and wood was heard together, and as the fragments flew, Vlad III's hair was flying, and he looked directly at the stern-faced Shuo Yue. The next moment, a red figure replaced the black-robed assassin, his blond hair was free and full. The violent lion's eyes locked onto the 'father' who had the same appearance.

"Treason against my glorious father (Clarent Blood Arthur)!"

The gorgeous silver light on the sword was distorted by hatred, and the raging hatred was magnified a thousand times and shot out, just so that the person could receive his heart.

Everyone knew who the target of the Noble Phantasm was, and everyone made room to allow the victorious king in silver armor to step out. Instead of using the Holy Spear, he also drew out the Holy Sword from his waist. , raised high to the sky, calling for the arrival of stars and hope.

"Oath—Sword of Victory! (Excaliber)"

Under the light of fantasy, the girl's hatred was easily purified. The star transformed by magic moved forward, but was torn apart by the green shadow. Achilles holding the war gun laughed loudly, and the warrior's fighting spirit seemed to be substantial. The stumbling ropes on the ground were destroyed, and the two divine horses raised their heads and neighed. Together with the famous horses from the Greek period, they carried the cavalryman forward.

"Come on, Black's Archer, our battle is not over yet!"

"Stay out of the way!"

Vlad III's sleeves flew up, and the sharp rafter piles turned into a barrier that was harder than a golem, blocking him like a shield studded with spikes, blocking Achilles' charge again.

"Tsk!" Achilles sneered and jumped up, rising into the sky like a green stream of light.

The war gun comes out!

The extremely violent gun light swept across everything, destroying Wallachia's rafters. However, Arturia held her hand, and thousands of storms condensed into a ray, piercing the void in the blink of an eye, and shooting down the green meteors in the air!

From the beginning of the charge to now, Black's speed has not been hindered. The heroes are advancing, advancing, advancing——

Until the end of the land and the sky, until you reach the other side of your wishes and dreams!

——This can’t go on like this.

Shuo Yue watched Hei Fang's charge with cold eyes, the golden gem on his chest absorbing the scattered magic power and accumulating strength.

He turned around and asked Mordred: "Do you still have enough magic power reserves?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" The Rebellious Knight replied rudely, "I won't stop until they stop, even if I use the Command Seal!"

So Shuo Yue turned her head to look at Karna, and the pale and handsome spearman gave him an affirmative look in return.

"Just go ahead and do it, I will do my best to help you." Beside the young man, Atalanta gave her trust without hesitation, so Shuo Yue looked at Achilles galloping ahead, disturbing Black's field of vision, Smiling slightly, his figure dissipated little by little like a shadow.

"Then, respond to Black's decision."

After Shuo Yue blocked her breath and disappeared completely, Mordred suddenly roared like a lion, and blood-red flames spewed out. She aimed at the longing figure and once again liberated Calamity's true name.

"Treason against my glorious father (Clarent Blood Arthur)!"

In the chaos of light and shadow, another figure flew into the sky. Even if the golden armor was broken, in return, the god-killing spear in Karna's hand would be invincible!

Three thousand flames burned out, the majestic eyes of the gods opened behind him, and the surging red lotus dyed Karna's hair red. Amidst the holiness and coercion like a god coming to the world, he threw out the powerful A shot against the country:

"Brahmastra Kundala, curse me!"

The lightning shot from the divine gun, like a giant arrow, mixed with the unknown magic power mixed with hatred, turned into a terrifying death light that was neither holy nor holy, nor demonic nor demonic, shattering the air, shattering the city, and throwing it towards Black’s followers.

The cyan mist was torn apart, and the Wind King's barrier was shattered. Artoria held the Holy Spear without hesitation, and the holy light bathed her, making her stand tall and stand out from the dust, as holy and awe-inspiring as a goddess.

Standing in front of all the black followers, she opened her thin lips.

"Holy Spear, pull out the anchor."

The tower of light holding the stars was unsealed, and the dazzling brilliance rose, competing with the roaring death light. Artoria raised the holy spear to her chest like a sword, and the spiral radiance expanded in an instant. At that moment , the storm of light rose from the whirlpool.

"The light emitted from the end is the fury of the storm that tears the sky and connects the ground - the spear that shines in the end (Rhongomyniad)!"

The light is speeding, the light is spreading, the light is purifying everything and swallowing everything!

Unreservedly releasing its magic power, the farthest spear that praised the light of the stars exerted unprecedented power at this moment. Even the sky garden was shaking violently. The mystery and concepts contained in it were almost washed away by this blow, and it was impossible to maintained on the surface of the world.

Even the death mixed with two A+ level Noble Phantasms could not break through the brilliance of the Holy Spear. Arturia blocked the combined attacks of Karna and Mordred with just her own strength!

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However, where the light is stronger, the shadows are deeper.

No one noticed that an assassin was lurking in the interlaced light and shadow, lurking, appearing in the hinterland of Black and where the leader of Black was.

"There is a destiny of death that is difficult to die in this world, but there is no way to escape the destiny of death."

Only the iridescent blue lit up the night, and the red and black sides were shocked to find that the assassin in black robes was already holding a fist gun and slashing at the spiritual core of Vlad III with the tip of the gun!

"All phenomena are unreal. The floating world has ended. Goodbye - the magic eye of death that can be changed without any boundary!"

The Assassin's Noble Phantasm is released, and Gan Jiang Mo Xie's gun blade breaks through the rafters, the strong wind, and the robe - until it hits!

The feeling of the shattered spiritual core was transmitted through the gun body. Before Shuo Yue could taste the joy of a successful assassination, his arm was tightly grasped by the man.

"It's finally here, Shuo Yue."

"What?!"

Together with the sound of astonishment, there was the sound of bones and flesh being crushed. Shuo Yue retreated in pain, and his right arm hung softly at his waist, obviously being twisted.

What he couldn't understand the most was Vlad III's current state.

"Obviously the spiritual core has been destroyed..."

Vlad III doesn't have any skills like fighting continuation, so he should have just exited the game!

"Didn't you expect that I couldn't avoid your attack despite being vigilant?" Vlad III lowered his head and looked at his broken chest. A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by some crazy thoughts.

"Well done, Shuo Yue, you are worthy of being the most dangerous assassin in this war."

Compared to the divine empress sitting in the courtyard and the dazzling King Arthur, it is obvious that Shuo Yue is the true shadow assassin who lives up to his reputation as an assassin.

But even though he praised Shuo Yue's military exploits, Vlad not only did not eliminate him, he did not even look back. What flowed out from the penetrated part was not blood, but an unknown object similar to a black shadow. The originally elegant black noble The suit was torn into tatters - what was exposed from the inside was not blood and flesh, but instead a shadow of mass.

"The smell of rotten blood..." Atalanta stood in front of Shuo Yue and stared at Vlad III with some annoyance, "Did you actually take the initiative to become a vampire?"

"It's useless to become a vampire. The destruction of the spiritual core is irreversible." Shuo Yue pulled Ta Miao back quickly to avoid a new round of rafter pile attacks. "He just used that skill to survive."

"Grand Duke?"

Hearing Shuo Yue's judgment, Black stopped his momentum and couldn't help but look at their leader.

The monster with blood-colored cruel eyes and exposed sharp fangs also looked back at his companions. Even though his face was ferocious, his voice was still calm and cool.

"Believe...Yu!"

Under the gaze of Black's followers, Vlad III twisted his arms, inserted the knife into his chest, and actively tore his chest apart!

Sizzling, sizzling, sizzling!

In the sound like paper being torn, the flesh was torn, the nerves were broken, and the bones were shattered and scattered. Everything that was sacrificed turned into bats with spread wings and rafter piles as sharp as fangs. , spreading in all directions with unprecedented quantity and quality!

The cursed bats bit the red servants, and the rafters broke through layers of barriers. The black servants surrounded the dying king, constantly breaking through the resistance, and rushed towards the destination.

This is the blood of the King of Wallachia, this is a vampire sacrifice!

Achilles, Karna and Atalanta subconsciously tried to stop him, but suddenly, their expressions changed drastically, the aura on their bodies dropped like a blowout, and even their bodies became unstable!

"What's going on!" The chariot dissipated on its own. Achilles looked at his palms in disbelief and whispered in disbelief, "The contract... was cut off?!"

"Don't tell me, Master!" For the first time, Karna's face had such intense fluctuations. He, Achilles, and Ta Miao looked at each other, decisively abandoned Black's followers, and headed towards Mingming. Galloping in the direction of induction.

The rainbow-blue light danced in his eyes. Shuo Yue stared at the three followers who had escaped from the battle, and then turned to look at the increasingly weak 'vampire'. He couldn't help but slow down, lowered his head, and looked at the "vampire" who had been fighting from the beginning. The present lord pays his homage.

"Using the remaining sanity to weaken his own vitality, and then using the 'blood inheritance' to strengthen his attack power...it's really crazy."

As for the strange behavior of the three followers on the red side, he seemed not surprised. At this moment, only the image of Vlad III caught Shuo Yue's eyes.

"The obsession to regain the Holy Grail even with the help of the power of corruption... I deeply admire you."

The figures of Black's group disappeared from sight, like the second life belonging to Vlad III, slowly drawing to a close.

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——My wish will come true just a little bit away.

Across the long corridor, Black saw the only door. As long as they opened it, there was no doubt that they would see the universal wish machine they longed for.

Having lost the source of magic power and over-squeezing his own strength, Vlad III could not even move at this time. He could only move forward little by little with the support of his subordinates. The power of the curse lingered, causing his body on the verge of collapse to multiply and change on its own. Countless shadows peeled off and grew again. An eyeball exploded with a pop. In the empty eye socket, the shadows squirmed like layers of disgusting granulation. With.

The corruption of the vampire fell upon him.

But it was forcibly calmed down by the hero's will.

"Grand Duke..." Standing in front of the door, Astolfo hesitated for a long time, turned around, and looked at Vlad III involuntarily.

The man's only intact right eye retained a breathtaking light, which was an obsession that even Mordred found difficult to look directly at.

Use the Holy Grail to cleanse your name.

Struggle is necessary, and there is nothing to fear from being ugly.

History books are written by the victors, so as long as you capture the golden cauldron of wishes and put your wishes into writing, you can heal all the pain of the past——

His eyes said everything, so Astolfo no longer hesitated and opened the door with tears in his eyes. The wide steps made of bricks extended straight down, and a huge church building penetrated the top floor. The form stands there.

That was the universal wishing machine filled with light—Fuyuki’s Great Holy Grail.

"...Ahh."

Not only was he ahead of the Red team, but he was even ahead of the Judge - Vlad III finally reached the Great Holy Grail.

The next step is to regain the Great Holy Grail...

Then……

Make wishes come true…

That’s it…

His eyes closed little by little, and the shadow covering Vlad III's body no longer moved, but turned into black powder, fluttering down, revealing the king's broken and peaceful face.

Siegfried and Astolfo knelt on one knee, Avisbron remained silent, Arturia put her hands on her chest and closed her holy blue eyes.

The obsession has dissipated. Just like life, the hero's will also dominates death. Vlad III was exhausted. He could see nothing and hear nothing. His thin body was motionless and was lifted up by the heroes. It was an empty, heavy body - the King of Wallachia stopped breathing in front of the Great Holy Grail he dreamed of.

The church is sacred and quiet. The golden sunlight shines through the stained glass windows. Countless shadows of dust scatter and fall on the handsome face of Vlad III, creating circles of halo. There are bells ringing in the distance. It is like witnessing the mercy of the Father, and the suffering of the Son.

Golden particles flew into the sky and disappeared; blue spirit particles emerged in the air and were caught by Chiron.

The Black Lancer, Vlad III, the king who guarded Romania, is buried here.

It was full, it was really full. For a moment, I suspected that I belonged to the Chef...