"Now you have found me, Melusin, but don't worry, I will find you soon too." Then, he grasped it and stabbed at the artificial dragon that was like a natural disaster, without even having the time to feel the overwhelming heat. The fake dragon was destroyed. Blue, black, blood red, it was an illusion that a mixture of colors that shouldn't be seen in the world filled everything around. It was the true strongest illusion radiated by the strongest dragon that flickered in the sky of the Age of Gods. ".... Destroyed?" "Would you like to take a break? I saw a hot spring nearby..." "No, we need to resolve this subspecies Holy Grail War quickly." Novia shook her head, because the subspecies of the Holy Grail War in this maze seemed to have undergone incredible changes. Even this artificial dragon has the cores of twelve servants, so Wolfgang Faust, the mastermind behind the scenes, might have even more cores. So after successfully upgrading his own rank, he might want to use the six-six-six-row solar magic array to do something extraordinary.
After all, Wolfgang Faust, who was supposed to have only three soul cores, finally accomplished an impossible feat through the Subspecies Holy Grail. That is, by connecting to the Throne of Heroes, the Heroic Spirit can materialize without being a Servant. ...... The heartbeat that could no longer beat began to beat, instantly sweeping the dark battlefield as bright as day. A smaller figure wearing a mask stood on a certain boundary. As this dim heart beat after thousands of years, she raised her eyes in a trance. Looking up at the horizon, that is my real hometown in another world line. "No, No...Novia..." 085: Sound, transmitted to the stars The fourth level of the maze, the end point of this subspecies holy grail. The golden cup that existed in the space emitted a colorless magical light that illuminated the surroundings and the throne below. "Two such cute blood bags have come, and one of them is of the same species as me. This is really unexpected. I haven't eaten one yet." Wolfgang Faust appeared from behind the throne, his lips tilted, his teeth slightly exposed, like a wild beast. "However, as we are both intelligent beings, let's start by introducing ourselves—" The vampire bowed exaggeratedly, his attitude was strangely gentle, and his expression was as if he was pitying the livestock that was about to be slaughtered, but his words were interrupted by Novia. "Wolfgang Faust, the vampire, uses the Subspecies Holy Grail to extract the soul cores of the servants for research." "Oh? You actually said what I wanted to say. With your magical power, I guess you are the only servant who survived the battle of the four servants this time. I didn't expect that you could defeat the dragon I made..." Wolfgang's fingers moved like a metronome, accompanied by smacking sounds. "You are worthy of being the final sacrifice for my advancement in rank, and you are worthy of being my final food." "You're talking nonsense. I'll kill you."
The gun and the death claw collided repeatedly. Novia chopped the magical spear, and the black-clad vampire swung its sharp long claws. In an instant, the two of them had entered a high-speed zone that was far beyond the physical capabilities of ordinary people. After only a second, they were clashing at a distance of 20 meters. Their figures running across the carpet, across the wall, and even the slightest afterimage quickly disappeared. The blades moved back and forth at a rapid speed, and the impact spread to the surrounding space. It was only a little later that the ear-piercing sound of continuous metal collisions was heard, but soon Wolfgang's body began to fall sideways from the waist as if it was slipping. "Yes, you are indeed a powerful hero." Afterwards, they regenerate and recover. This is why vampires are called immortal. Even if their bodies are cut, they can recover in less than a breath. "Unfortunately, you can no longer do anything about my ritual. Under this great magic circle created by Mother Babylon, no Servant can escape or survive." As he said this, Wolfgang laughed loudly, revealing his white teeth. Twenty spirit cores appeared around him. He grabbed them all at an extremely fast speed and inserted them directly into his heart - truly activating the Heroic Spirit Core. "My Lord Lycaon, bless my descendants of Arcadia, in the name of Wolfgang Faust... "Heroes on the Throne of Heroes, destroy as much as you can!" As soon as he finished speaking, there was a roar, a scream, and a mad roar from the three-meter-tall bright red virtual image. The illusion of an anti-hero whose flesh was made of turbid blood, several soulless and unconscious servants who regarded Wolfgang Faust as their only master, let out a hoarse roar. This is the result of his experiments so far, allowing the Heroic Spirit to materialize without being a User. "Come on, Lord of the Daedalus Labyrinth, Oni Musashi, Blood Axe King, Persian King, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, Knight of the Lake, destroy as much as you want! Hahahahahahahahahaha, Guardians, just be happy, this is the most suitable opening ceremony for you!" The humanoid fantasy creature laughed, a mocking laugh that was the result of his certainty of victory. “Hahaha, come and kill me! If you don’t kill me right here, my level of existence will be elevated right here!” The expression on Wolfgang Faust's pale face was one of enjoyment, calmness, pity, and even contempt. Under Wolfgang's orders, the blockade of the demonic maze that no one could escape from, the rapid slashing of a great sword, the numerous war elephants that suddenly descended in the form of thousands of violent red storms, and other treasures appeared here, and all attacked him - "A Noble Phantasm? As I recall, the older the mystery, the more powerful it is." He simply stretched out his hand holding the gun, and a wave of death, an endless blue storm of violence surrounded the gun. A regular Servant cannot be a match for this blood-sucking species. The reason why he inexplicably devoured the magic power that was supposed to summon the Servant is because he wants to leave this matter to me. This thought came to Novia's mind. Even if I were to call out her name in this state, she would definitely respond, no matter where she is. After thinking of this, the silver-haired boy couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. So he murmured softly: "Come to me, Albion." The words turned into power, and the cross pendant hanging from the chest emitted a faint silver light, turning into an insignificant thin line that broke through the magic blockade of the maze and reached the sky, reaching the boundary of the distant horizon. Threads are what connect and establish fate.
But one thing needs to be noted, although it can make the fate between people visible, it does not mean that the fate will disappear without this line. The invisible fate, the fate that we don’t even know whether it exists or not, the line that provides the path for it to appear is just— Just like in the past, it is a horizon of light that is destined to lead to the destination and cannot be exchanged for anything else. Because of this, in Wolfgang's stunned and bewildered eyes, three complicated circular magic circles suddenly lit up on the first, second, and third floors of the maze. Suddenly, a blue light appeared and rushed through the first three floors of the maze at an unparalleled speed, and finally arrived here. "...What is this nostalgic beat...?" The silver-haired man raised his eyes in a daze. A blue-black dragon as tall as himself. Although this is an extremely unfamiliar figure, it has actually been engraved in my memory. "...Novia, is it Novia?" The voice of a human girl came out from the dragon's mouth. "Sorry to have kept you waiting. It's me, Albion." "Novia, I've been waiting for you! I have a lot to say to you..." As the blue light flashed and the words fell, the blue-black armor on the dragon's body gradually faded and dissolved, gradually condensing into the human form of the past. "I've always wanted to apologize to you. I'm sorry I failed to protect you. I've always wanted to thank you..." Those white, soft hands, like those of a human girl, gently caressed his face, just like they had done thousands of years ago. "Albion, Albion, I've always wanted to say..." “I’m really grateful to have met you.” 086: Long wants to take a hot spring bath together In the seemingly endless ocean covered by blue light, a man and a dragon stared at each other. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long..." Novia lowered her head and looked into Milushen's golden eyes. "So, let's never separate again, okay? Always stay by my side and don't leave me again, Novia." The silver-haired girl held his face, and then did what she had always wanted to do and had always been looking forward to for thousands of years. So, in Shion’s calm eyes, in Miss Aika’s stunned gaze— The lips that had bitten Novia's flesh and blood many times in his memory now wanted to melt into his mouth like water. Then, the reason why Long's kiss that was impossible to give up ended was the extremely panicked cry of Wolfgang Faust, the arrogant vampire who wanted to obtain abnormal power. "How is it possible? How is it possible? How could the blockade of the solar magic circle be opened? There have been so many rounds without any accidents. How could it be possible..." "All these spirit cores lost their power in an instant..."
"What on earth are you......" Wolfgang's face turned extremely pale, and he covered his aching heart. He lost his initial proud attitude and became extremely scared. He was puzzled. There was clearly nothing that could stop him. His existence level was about to rise. In this revised version of the solar magic circle that he had obtained by chance, he would become a natural spirit with the sense of stars, sublimated into the ability to return from the age of gods, and even materialize his fantasies in this world. It is for this purpose that he has been holding the Subspecies Holy Grail War unremittingly for many years, attracting humans from the outside world to come in and perform blood sacrifice rituals. Many heroes were people whom Wolfgang could only look up to when they were alive, and they were all hunted by him, whether it was the Minotaur, the lord of the Daedalus Labyrinth, or Darius III, the king of Persia, he took away their spirit cores and controlled them to obey his orders. It was obviously foolproof. He had been running this maze for many years, and every place was engraved with a magic array that gathered magic power. With the help of the modified solar magic array, no one else had a higher authority than him to obtain magic power. However, at this moment, the magic power here is subconsciously obeying this person's orders, as if it were instinct. Moreover, now, even though they were only one step away from success, not only did the Spirit Core lose its power, but the servants that were summoned and controlled also turned into balls of magic power that quickly dissipated. It can be said that everything has been lost. How could this not cause the blood-sucking creature who considers himself the king of fantasy to collapse? The light that was originally like sea water began to flicker, and the vast magic power was transmitted from Melusin to Novia. He raised the gun again. However, the next second, Meilushin stretched out her fair wrist and pressed his arm slightly. "For something like this, there's no need for you, Novia, to do it yourself." Then, Melusin turned her eyes and looked straight ahead at the vampire who interrupted her and Novia's tenderness. He turned around, put on the mask again, and looked at Wolfgang with a cold expression. For something like this, just eliminate his existence and his world completely. At this moment, the strongest dragon in the Age of Gods revealed her power. There is no color at all in this sealed space, only the breeze brushing across your cheek. In this maze that is exactly the same as the secret room, the wind was born, which also shows that the dragon's attack was completed in an instant. "Don't kill me... Don't kill me... I can serve you and get the spirit core for you... Don't kill me... Please..." Using a speed that was difficult even for the Demon's Eye to observe, the sword held by Melusin suddenly pierced through Wolfgang's heart in less than a second, and from there, all aspects of the body began to split apart, freezing the demon's entire body in space, instantly shattering the frozen heart and preventing his flesh from continuing to regenerate. "Ahhhhh..." The blood-sucking species that had existed since the Age of Gods let out a shrill scream for the first and last time, as if vomiting out their flesh and blood. The ferocious and unwilling pupils sank like a deflated balloon as the body dried up. The bloody magic power that permeated the body also withered and decayed in an instant, turning into black ash. The blood-sucking species that wanted to become the king of fantasy was crushed to pieces using only physical attacks. This made Shion, who was also a vampire, raise an eyebrow. Because in this world, the blood-sucking species, which are known for their most tenacious vitality, were completely annihilated with just one blow. This must be a sword strike that directly cuts off the soul.