Shirou Emiya doesn't want to work overtime

"Unlike the sad beast that eats to survive!"

"It's different from human greed that fights for profit!"

"That's why the figure is so beautiful!!!"

The crazy look kept showing on Vlad III's face. He loved Lan Lujun so deeply and admired him so much.

There was only fanaticism in his eyes, and even the dark golden spear in his hand could not help but tremble.

Lan Lujun was still shaking his body, and his eyes like a dead thing were staring at Shirou Emiya unwaveringly, as if he were looking at his beloved, as if he were looking at his favorite food, firmly stared at him.

"I want to eat! Pain, sadness, want to eat!"

"The tears, I just can't stop!"

"Lan Lujun, I want to cry!"

Listening to Lan Lujun's words, Vlad III closed his eyes slightly, and then, as if affirming, he slightly waved the two guns in his hands.

"That's enough, wife, your desire will be confirmed by my gun!!"

"call!"

Following Vlad III's final declaration, the howling wind suddenly whipped up.

The soft earth was shattered by this powerful force in an instant.

The pitch-black figure seemed to completely blend into the pitch-black environment, disappearing instantly.

"Zheng——!"

Under the howling wind, the crisp sound of swords sounded.

Beast-like armor instantly covered Shirou Emiya's whole body, and a black and white reverse blade seemed to appear out of thin air, falling into the thick palm of his armor-covered hand.

Under such circumstances, the blade in Emiya Shirou's hand shredded the air.

Like a bat in the dark night, Vlad III's figure kept flashing around.

The sound of wild laughter surrounded Shirou Emiya in a three-dimensional manner, and it was impossible to judge Vlad III's position at this time through the sound.

"laugh!"

At this moment, like a bullet passing through the air, the sharp gun tip caused extremely violent movement in the space, and suddenly appeared behind Shirou Emiya.

The black reverse blade instantly turned into a sword shadow, swinging behind him at an astonishing speed.

"bite!"

In the crisp clashing sound, the tip of the gun and the tip of the knife collided incredibly, sparking sparks in this dark space.

"Tskttttttttttttttt!"

As the sharp sound of breaking through the air continued to sound, Vlad III released a flash-like stab with a crazy smile.

The blade in Emiya Shirou's hand also turned into jet black and pure white light and shadow, constantly stirring up the surrounding airflow.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"

Crisp clashing sounds could not be stopped, and the dark red spears and double knives collided crazily, playing like a symphony amidst the exploding sparks and fading afterimages.

"Fight! Fight! Blood! Blood!"

Vlad III roared, completely giving up any defense, and launched an attack on Shirou Emiya in the most frantic manner.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"

The crisp clashing sound that reached my ears became more and more intense.

Vlad III regarded his own life as nothing and ignored all the attacks launched by Shirou Emiya.

He danced wildly with the dark golden spear in his hand, and among the sparks and sword shadows bursting out, he stabbed towards Shirou Emiya's heart desperately.

As a result, the heavy rain turned into a storm, causing the piercing spear tip to keep galloping, leaving faint traces in the space.

The beast-like armor also left traces of the spear tip piercing it.

If it weren't for the excellent defensive power of the armor, Shirou Emiya's heart might have been penetrated by Vlad III who launched a desperate attack.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!!!"

"That's it, that's it!!! Hero! Go crazy!!!! Show your true power! 丄!!"

During such a fierce battle, Vlad laughed wildly, and his laughter was full of joy and madness.

Compared with Vlad III, under the armor, Shirou Emiya's expression was extremely calm.

He has experienced too many more dangerous situations than this, and he is always betting on his own life and his future.

Even at this moment, Emiya Shirou didn't feel the slightest bit panic in his heart.

"laugh!"

In the uniform sound of breaking through the air, Vlad III seemed to have found a flaw. The dark golden gun in his hand turned into a halo of light, like a moon arc, and was raised towards Shirou Emiya in an extremely abrupt manner.

"clang--!"

Amidst the extremely loud sound of gold and iron clashing, and with sparks flying in all directions, a white blade suddenly flew up.

The dark golden spear tore through the air like a long dragon, ignoring the jet-black blade that tried to block its attack, and aimed at Shirou Emiya's heart and pierced through it.

Also at this moment——————

"clang!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing like a bell turned into waves of sound, echoing in all directions.

Red lightning instantly covered Shirou Emiya's whole body, and the jet-black blade in his hand swung towards the thrusting spear in the most violent way, arousing strong energy.

The powerful thrust caused Vlad III to lose control of his body and flew backwards.

I saw that in Shirou Emiya's other hand, at some point, he was holding a crimson knight's sword, with extremely intense crimson lightning bursting out from it.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

However, unbridled laughter was released from the mouth of Vlad III who flew backwards.

"Sure enough, a battle is exciting only when it is fought back and forth————!!!"

As the voice fell, Vlad III turned in the air and stood firmly.

"Buzz!"

Amid the trembling sound of the air, the magic power on Vlad III's body trembled violently.

Shirou Emiya, whose body was flashing with red lightning, suddenly condensed his eyes.

"But, the warm-up ends here!!!!"

As Vlad III's words fell, the blood-red magic power instantly enveloped his whole body.

At this moment, the ground seemed to feel deep fear and kept shaking, and the weeds blowing in the wind also began to stop.

[My path is full of blood]

[Disputes with hundreds of nobles]

[Fighting with tens of thousands of enemies]

[The cruelty I attacked]

[The cruelty I used]

[Turning their bodies into weapons]

[Kazikli Bey! ! ! ! ! ! ]

At this moment, with Vlad III as the vortex, the oppressive feeling of death instantly surged into Shirou Emiya's heart.

This was an unavoidable blow, an undefended blow, and a blow that could kill everything in an instant.

So, Shirou Emiya reached into his night hat.

A pitch-black spear that was very similar to the dark golden spear in Vlad III's hand was held in his hand.

At this moment, magic power also emerged from Shirou Emiya's body.

[Not out of hatred]

[Not out of pleasure]

[This is a necessary sacrifice]

[To bring terror to the enemy]

[Kazikli Bey! ... ! ! ! ]

Chapter 580 The same but different people

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Amid the shaking of the earth, powerful steel guns rose from the ground, with Vlad III as the center, carrying cruel blood, and raging forward.

Amid the shaking of the sky, extremely oppressive iron stakes burst out from the space, with Shirou Emiya as the center, shaking forward with a brutal aura.

The bedrock was easily destroyed.

The stones and rubble were crushed in it.

The air flow wailed as if it was cut off.

The sky seemed to be twisted and shook.

In just a blink of an eye, the towering grass turned into dust in these continuous piercing attacks.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!"

Amid the tearing sound of the air, countless bloody steel guns were violently piercing through everything, like lightning and thunder, rising from the ground like an overwhelming force.

"Shua shua shua shua shua!"

Amid the howling of the strong wind, the iron stakes that suddenly rose up in extreme fear were tearing everything apart frantically, like a series of rushing phantoms, covering the front like a violent storm.

The next moment, the steel guns and iron stakes collided countless times, causing a series of crisp collision sounds and a series of surging impact waves.

Intense sparks exploded between the two at this moment, and countless steel guns and iron stakes collided with each other with an extremely terrifying offensive.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

Every time the steel guns and iron stakes collided, the ground would shatter like an explosion.

A terrifying impact storm was aroused.

A terrible explosion was set off.

The surging flames continued to devour everything around.

This is not the territory of Romania. Whether it is the dark golden spear in the hands of Vlad III or the pitch-black spear in the hands of Shirou Emiya, they cannot make the attack reach the feet of the other party instantly.

He could only control the steel spear and the iron stake to pierce the other side with himself as the center.

When the iron stake and the steel spear kept colliding, violent red lightning burst out from Shirou Emiya's body. He stepped on the ground fiercely, holding a black spear in one hand and a red knight's sword in the other hand, and rushed towards Vlad III.

"That's it, that's it! That's it!!!!!"

Vlad III's crazy expression became extremely excited at this moment. He couldn't help but step forward, using all his strength to control the steel spear that kept attacking Shirou Emiya.

He saw it.

In the iron stakes that kept flying out of the ground, he saw himself.

He saw the self who turned the Turkish soldiers into a piercing mountain and was feared by everyone.

He saw the self who dedicated everything for his people and fought to the last moment and died.

He saw the self who hated vampires as much as himself but was completely different.

That self accepted everything that belonged to him, whether it was a hero or a demon, except for vampires, that self accepted everything silently, and even at the moment of death, he was still thinking about his people.

Vlad III felt sad and envious.

The sadness was that he also had the title of a monster who was innocently covered with a vampire like himself.

The envy was that he could die gloriously on the battlefield for his people with that noble attitude.

And he himself could not get the understanding of others until the end.