Chapter 142: Under siege
Radu sneered and looked at Vlad III, stretched out his hand and pointed his rifle in the direction of the city gate, even from such a distance, with the powerful vision of the vampire, he could still see a big gap in the wall that had been connected together.
"What a terrible attack, even the walls have been broken, but to use this to convince Joan of Arc that she was killed by you, hehehehe, it's stupid enough. I'll admit that your did make me panic at first, but Vlad, don't take everyone for a fool! If it's really like you say, you'd have run away a long time ago, how could you have crashed into my arms!"
Seeing the lies he had woven being exposed to his face, Vlad III did not have any embarrassed expression, he sighed softly, and said: "It seems that you have improved not only your strength, but also your brain, which has been abandoned for an unknown number of years, no matter what, I want to congratulate you here." β
"Then I will accept it unceremoniously, for the sake of your false intentions, I can give you a less painful way to die. Radu smiled again, and he looked at Vlad III's silent expression, and pretended to say, "You can cut it yourself, so that at least a complete corpse can be left, although it will take a lot more effort than going back with a head, but who made me your sweet brother." β
"It's shameless enough, can a guy with such a bad personality be called a beautiful man?" looked at Radu's smug smile, and Toville couldn't help but spit out.
"Damn, if it weren't for the fact that so many dragon assassins around us were staring at us, I really wanted to rush up and beat this guy up......" Jill held the hand that watched the lake and trembled slightly, his face turned red with anger, "My lord, what are you going to do next?"
"Hehe, I don't know what to do in the face of this situation. Vlad III said, looking back at Gil and Thorwell, "When the fight breaks out, you two evacuate as fast as you can, and I'll do my best to hold them back, understand?"
"But sir, you will ...... then," Gil retorted first, but before he could finish speaking, Vlad III interrupted him.
"Don't be naΓ―ve, I'm not as great as you think, and I can't do such a thing as sacrificing myself to cover for others. It's just that the two of you will affect me here, and although there are not many means to save my life, I won't be able to live now without a few......"
Vlad III spoke, a haughty smile on his face, as if he had returned to his throne, exuding a strong sense of confidence and undeniable majesty.
"But my lord......," Jill was about to say something, but was stopped by Tovir beside him.
"Believe in Lord Vlad, don't forget his name, the blood-stained king ghost was killed by him with one knife and one shot, he has a way to solve it in such a dangerous situation, I believe it is the same today. Thorville patted Gil on the shoulder and said as calmly as he could, glancing at Vlad III before getting down on one knee.
"Thank you, Lord Vlad, for all that you have done for us so far, and I am willing to swear allegiance to you, no matter what the final outcome of the day is. Maybe my strength isn't enough, but I promise you that if something happens to you, I will never spare anyone who hurts you!"
"Don't act like you're saying your last words, get up, remember what I just said, and don't look back when you leave. Vlad III stretched out his hand and pulled Thornville up from the ground, and then stood on the eaves, not very far between him and Radu, such a distance that would be the fastest to approach Radu's side in the event of a battle.
"It seems that your last words have been discussed, so tell me your answer, you know, I'm not a patient person, so don't let me down. Radu slowly raised the lance in front of him, the heavy lance's massive body wrapped in an arc of metal, and its brilliant light flickered in the air around it......
The corners of Vlad III's mouth suddenly showed a mocking smile: "I'm sorry, Radu, I've always created the choice by myself, so I'm going to disappoint you this time, as for my head, if you have that ability, then come and take it!"
"Hey, you brought it on yourself. Radu snorted coldly, and the riding spear in his hand suddenly shone brightly, "All the dragon assassins, give them to me!
Radu said as he raised his rifle and rushed forward. With his shout, all the dragon assassins also came out at this moment, each blade facing Vlad III, emitting an icy cold light.
"It's now!" Vlad III roared, and Allah in his left hand swung out in an instant. This was the fourth time he had used Allah, and the light on the blade had dimmed considerably, but even so, the lash of the sword was extremely lethal, separating the enemy in front of him at once.
At the same time, Thorville and Jill leaped to their feet, and the two of them were already far away as the roof shattered beneath their feet.
"Lord Radu, those two werewolves have escaped, do you want to split up their men to pursue them?" one of the dragon assassins asked Radu, who had just fallen back to the roof, looking at the back of Tovel as they fled.
"Hey, that's your plan. Glancing at Vlad III, who was standing proudly in front of him, Radu's face showed an angry look: "Bastard, there should be a limit to underestimating people! Do you want to rely on one person to stop me and all the assassins? Okay, I'll give you this way to die! Everyone give me and tear him apart!"
"Yes, my lord," the dragon assassins replied in unison, and then turned into phantoms and rushed towards Vlad III.
Originally, he thought that Vlad III would flee in the other direction, but to everyone's surprise, he not only did not dodge, but rushed towards the dragon assassins at a faster speed.
"Don't think that being outnumbered means invincible, especially in front of me, even if I can't release Allah's sword, I'm not something you can easily erase!" Vlad III roared, the kiss of the goddess of victory in his right hand completely enveloped in flame-red light!
The crimson of killing, the indigo of punishment. Although the greatest power can only be exerted when the two swords release the metal-refining nature together, for the full-blooded Vlad III, the current killing light is not inferior to the alchemy realm released by the kiss of the two goddesses.
In the face of hundreds of enemies, Vlad III did only one thing, he rushed into the enemy crowd with a sword and a sword, like a drill, swirling forward surrounded by the dragon assassins.
His target is not anyone around him, but Radu, who is hidden behind everyone, and only by getting rid of this guy can he get a respite.
"Do you want me, then I will fulfill your wish and suffer death!" Seeing through Vlad III's thoughts, Radu swung his spear forward, and the blue-white alchemical arc bloomed at the top of the spear, with a hideous explosion and the kiss of the goddess of victory.
The flame-like red rays and the blue-white arcs shot together, rolling against each other. At the junction of the two weapons, brilliant sparks burst out of thin air, flying into the distance with a violent impact......
"At this level, you can't take off my head. Vlad III said, and the kiss of the goddess of victory in his right hand violently strengthened, and the coercion mixed with murderous aura poured into the blade, as if it had been injected with fuel, making the crimson metal refining even more violently spread.
He swung Radu's spear with his sword, and at the same time swung Allah in his left hand, the dark blade sweeping across Radu's chest, cutting through his clothes and bringing up a stain of bright blood.
"Damn!" Feeling the physical pain, Radu roared and grabbed the blade of the Goddess of Victory's kiss.
Ignoring the toxicity of the Bloodline's alchemy weapons and the erosion of metal-refining properties, Radu aimed the tip of the spear directly at Vlad III's heart and stabbed it, the distance between the two was so short that Vlad III only had time to use Allah to deflect the trajectory of the rifle slightly, and then the head of the spear flashed with an arc pierced through his left shoulder......
"Well, bastard! It tastes good! I've wanted to do it for years, and now, it's time to correct you. Radu said, slamming into the ground with Vlad III.
The violent impact bounced off the bodies of the two men and rolled them down the street, and the first thing each did when they got up was to pick up their weapons and then aim their blades at each other.
"Hmph, don't be reckless here, your left hand has been completely eroded by the poison of alchemy, let alone activity now, even whether your arm can be saved is a question. Seeing the crimson alchemy flame spreading along Radu's left hand, Vlad III snorted coldly, although his left shoulder was also paralyzed at the moment, he could feel that his body was constantly recovering, and compared to him, Radu was hurt much more severely.
"Hey, that's just the extent that we need to get rid of the source of the trouble!" said Radu, his face suddenly becoming extremely grim. He grabbed his left arm and tore it hard, directly tearing the entire arm off his body, "It's just an arm, even if you lose it, it won't affect today's result, your head, I'm going to decide." β
Radu said, dropping his shrunken left arm on the ground in front of him as he watched as it was burned clean by the Alchemy Red Flame.
As they spoke, the Dragon Assassins, who had previously been broken through by Vlad III, had regrouped their formation, and they surrounded Vlad III from all directions, blocking all his retreats.
"Don't forget, you only have one, and we have hundreds!" Radu smiled cruelly as he watched Vlad III fall into his own trap.