It turns out that my youth story is fgo!

Chapter 127

The sky was full of clouds, and the battle was in chaos.

Shutting through the clouds, Taigong Wang, wearing a long robe, drove a strange beast with a head like a horse, horns like a deer, hooves like a cow, and a tail like a donkey, overlooking Vlad III from the sky.

The strange beast named Sibuxiang made a clear cry, and it transformed into its final form. Its body shape alone was enough to give people a sense of oppression.

Blue flames spewed out of its mouth, instantly sweeping across the entire battlefield, even affecting the battle situation on Oda Nobunaga's side.

Those stakes of Vlad III melted as easily as butter under the terrifying temperature.

"How should you deal with this, Grand Duke?" Taigong Wang stood in the clouds and curved his eyebrows.

"Damn traitor." Flanders III would never surrender here. Just as he had repeatedly protected his homeland under the army of Muhammad II, he had not encountered desperate moments, but he finally survived.

However, everyone knew that the black side was already at the end of its strength.

The withdrawal of Black Archer and Berserker had put the black side in an overwhelming disadvantage, and the opponent had not even left the field.

Four to two, even if Rider and Saber came now, the black side would still lose.

Because they were seriously injured, they could no longer keep the Holy Grail.

"No." Danic clenched his fists, his nails dug into the flesh, and his eyes could be said to be paranoid.

"No matter what, we must win, for the survival of Yugdomrenia..."

We can still win! As long as he uses his trump card, he can still win!

Thinking of this, he made up his mind and immediately informed Avisbron: "Caster, I agree with your proposal."

Then, he straightened his clothes and lurked in the direction of Vlad III.

After receiving Danic's answer, Avisbron began to prepare. He sorted out the materials for making the original man and called Roger.

"I have prepared the materials for the "original man". Now there is only one last step, the appropriate furnace core." Avisbron said to Roger.

"Really? Teacher! It's great!" The simple Roger was sincerely happy for Avisbron, "Then what about the furnace core? The previous android seems to have run away, what should I do now?"

Roche showed a distressed expression.

Avisbron's voice was still steady: "As the material for the furnace core, not everyone can do it."

"First of all, there must be a high-quality magic circuit, and the spirit and nature must be consistent with the puppet maker."

"So? "Roche simply expressed his doubts.

"For a Servant, the magician who is most compatible with him," Avisbron paused, "is his own Master."

"..."Roche widened his eyes. Even if he was innocent, he could still react, but he still didn't want to believe it. "What does this mean, teacher?"

He forced a smile: "You must be joking, right?"

"No," Avisbron was still unusually calm until now, "You are the core I chose, Roche."

The huge puppet swelled up from the ground, controlling Roche's limbs, trying to integrate him into his body and turn him into the puppet's power source.

Before that, Avisbron cut off Roche's right hand: "This way you can't use the Command Spell. Although it will cause some damage to the magic circuit, there is no other way."

"Why! I have always respected and worshipped the teacher!" Roche asked in disbelief, tears falling continuously.

"The feelings you showed to me are really gratifying. "

Avisbron's voice was still terribly steady, without the slightest emotion.

"But I hate humans, and I hate the world. I wear this mask because it's troublesome to even look at people. "

"Why do you believe me like this? Why do you believe that Danic, who has given everything for the family heritage, has not given up on your idea?"

Yes, Avisbron would do this with Danic's approval. Anyway, these magicians also exist to continue the Yugdomirenia family, so naturally they should give their lives for Yugdomirenia - this is Danic's idea.

After all, he had to take this gamble, otherwise there would be no hope for four to two, and he no longer had any expectations for Rider and Saber to come back.

Danic was originally a standard magician, and in order to be practical

To fulfill his long-cherished wish, he could sacrifice everything. For the continuation of Yugdomirenia, not to mention Roche, even Fiore and his sister would be abandoned.

"No! No - I just want to make puppets, not become a puppet -"

Roche screamed.

Avisbron was waiting for the opportunity to use his treasure.

Time stopped at this moment, and Avisbron suddenly began to tremble, because he saw that death was approaching!

The death god from the dark abyss slowly walked towards him, but he had no courage and strength to fight back. Only the fear of death instantly overwhelmed him.

No, he couldn't die, he hadn't made Adam yet!

"If you give up your own reserve and morality, can you truly realize your long-cherished wish without regrets?"

The death god's declaration came from the abyss.

"Stupid, hand over your head."

Along with the invisible sword light, Avisbron was beheaded by a sword.

Blood gushed out, and turned into golden spirits in the next moment.

After all, servants are like this.

"..." Without even saying his last words, the Black Caster Avisbron left the stage.

With Avisbron's departure, the puppet he made also lost its power and began to disintegrate.

Roger staggered out of his restraints and fell to the ground.

"Why-why, teacher!"

He escaped death and cried in collapse.

At this time, Vlad III was already at an absolute disadvantage. In front of the four-legged beast that had transformed into a mimic dragon, he could not even get close to the enemy's stakes, and would be blown away by the wind around it.

However, Vlad III did not give up. He believed that Taigong Wang could not maintain his treasure for a long time when he was seriously injured, so he switched from offense to defense, intending to defeat Taigong Wang in one fell swoop when he showed signs of decline.

Vlad III's judgment was undoubtedly correct.

But obviously, his master did not think so.

Danik came to the battlefield.

"Danik, why are you here?" Vlad III had an ominous premonition. After all, Danik was a standard magician and would not take risks personally. In other words, he came here for a purpose.

"The King of Romania."

Danik was eager to reverse the decline.

"You don't want to disappear in such a place. Are you still a person who was summoned to this land with a dream?"

"We must seize the Holy Grail! Win the victory for Eugedomrenia, and you must win for this."

"Even if this is an extremely unfavorable situation, there is still a chance of victory, as long as you release that treasure! Lancer."

Danik's eyes were extremely sinister.

"Danik!"

Vlad III shouted angrily: "What did you say to me just now!"

"I said that I would never use that treasure no matter what, have you forgotten!"

Tai Gongwang in the air stopped attacking and sighed slightly.

"You are the one who forgot, a mere familiar!" Danic revealed his hideous face. Like the other magicians, he had sincerely respected Vlad III for this. His previous respect was only for his own purposes.

"I must obtain the Greater Holy Grail no matter what. If I don't get it, my dream will be shattered!"

"I order with the Command Seal--"

"Heroic Spirit Vlad Tepesh, activate the Noble Phantasm "Blood..."

Fear.

At that moment, Danic was overwhelmed by the fear of death.

He watched the dark figure slowly walk in front of him, leaving a blue flame wherever he went.

"Can we achieve eternity by devouring the souls and wills of others?"

The Grim Reaper under the skull mask, wearing a tattered cloak, questioned, with a blue light bursting out of his eyes.

"Foolish, hand over your head."

The dark sword light flashed, and the headless Danic fell.

At the same time, Vlad III, who had lost his master, began to disintegrate into golden spirits.

"I never thought that my dignity and honor were protected by you, Assassin..."

Perhaps as a final tribute to the king who protected the country, the Mountain Man showed himself in front of him.

"That's all I'm very grateful for."

It's not that he didn't want to obtain the Holy Grail, but for Vlad III, the family's reputation was more important.

"Next time, next time..." Change this shameful history.

"Rest in peace, King of Romania."

Lancer of Black, Vlad III left.