People are in Zongman, in short, they are very disdainful

The woman in front of her was tall, even a head taller than the barbarian warriors. Although her skin was fair, her figure was solid. Her chest was so full that it could be wrapped with cloth strips. The big bag in her hand was even bigger than [her]'s pink hair. Also conspicuous.

"I brought flour, may I go in?"

"Okay, okay! Of course! But... I'm afraid I need you to come to my tent to talk.

My tent is quite big, so I can just rest when I am tired from chatting, no problem. "

The barbarians regard strength as their beauty, and the strong and beautiful figure of the pink-haired woman is very in line with the aesthetics of the Saxon tribe.

"Okay, then I'll stay at your place tonight..."

Overjoyed, Chief Sabi immediately pulled the woman who was a head taller than him into the tent, then pulled the cloth curtain at the door tightly, and then drove away the soldiers guarding the door. He smiled so much that he could see the back molars.

"Then let's get straight to the point..."

Turning around, the barbarian chief's eyes were filled with an ever-enlarging fist before he could stop speaking.

"[Teng Dua Lang's Fist]!"

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"My lord...do you need to hunt down demons now?"

In that plane that no one can observe, Santa Claus knelt on one knee, lowered his head and asked respectfully.

"For the time being... Lucifer's strength is not inferior to yours, and he is sticking to hell. We won't be able to take her down for a while... Especially since I haven't put these [ Assistance] when it is completely absorbed."

Holding a ball of bright light in his hand, the golden smoke was inhaled by [World Will] Maria, causing her to sigh in satisfaction.

"As they say, Kurosaki Tsuji isn't really the most evil guy in the multiverse, but his corrosiveness is definitely second-to-none...

If he is really allowed to succeed, then his evil will follow every [peer], penetrate into other parallel worlds, and finally cause the order we maintain to collapse, so they will bet on me... ...But it's over. "

Santa's move is only the first level, and the last trick of [World Will] is actually the big magic ceremony.

"[Spiritual Ritual Pan-Human History] is to separate a world line and pull the enemy and heroic spirits together into that [Legendary Age], the era where only the winner can regain freedom... Although I am sorry Arturia, but this is a necessary sacrifice."

The process of absorbing the light group was suspended, Maria murmured.

"In order to prevent the real history from being destroyed, the heroic spirits must follow [the previous path], so in this new [Battle of Jianlan], Mordred will betray again, and Artoria will be executed again Child........This is 【Fate】ah.

But Nicholas, you have mastered the timing of starting the ceremony very well - even if Kurosaki Ji can save his body with the remains, his ability to manipulate time will disappear with his sacrificed soul.

The time flow of that timeline is different from that of the main world. When the knights kill thistle Kurosaki, it is time for us to clear hell. "

"That means—a day from now? I see."

After saluting and leaving, Santa Claus bowed and prepared to leave.

"By the way, what happened to [the original protagonist]?"

"Is Baiyin Yuxing? Still foolishly waiting for the new moon on the snow-capped mountains—it's a pity, how could he, a [fisherman], rely on the tide of fate."

"How about this."

The white bare feet swayed in the air, and Maria showed a narrow smile.

"This kid might be useful, so let him make [appetizers]."

"Yes."

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"Damn it, you're greedy for my body..."

In 537 A.D., in the Saxony tribe, the Sabi chief was tied up like a mummy, and looked at the living man in front of him in horror.

The chest cloth was untied, and the blood accumulated on the chest under the control of the vampire returned to normal flow. The chest quickly collapsed, and a top was put on again, and the pink-haired beauty turned into a black-haired man with a sinister face.

"Don't try to scream, I promise you can't shout as fast as I can."

The forearm stretched out the bone blade against the chief's neck, Kurosaki Jiji threatened viciously.

He is a triumphant, the kind who can do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

If a man comes in, he will be searched by these barbarians. Kurosaki Jiji doesn't want to be groped by a group of muscular men, so he chooses to dress up as a woman who looks relatively weak, and deliberately dresses cooler to reduce friction with the guards time.

In the territory of Flower King and Malak before, he had tried women's clothing more than once in order to win, but none of them were as thorough as this time. For the sake of realism, he even got fake breasts on his chest to control the accumulation of blood.

One is to act as realistically as possible without clothes, and the other is to worry that if the game goes wrong, in the absence of the Crimson King, I can still have a "empty chest stab" to quickly kill this tribe. Kill them all.

If the two of my family knew about this, I wouldn't be able to revive my husband.

"Tell me, who is the British lord near here? How many troops does he have? Is the ration sufficient?"

"It's Baron Major Cao. He has a dozen or so knights under him. I don't know the rations, but I guess it's quite a lot..."

Under the pressure of death, Chief Saby quickly gave up struggling.

"Is that so..."

This is the tip of the tail of the Age of Gods. Even if the group of knights can't do magic, they are not the canned people in the history books on the earth who will kneel when they encounter an arquebus.

Therefore, increasing the strength of troops is very important.

"You are the chief, right...Listen well, do what I want you to do, and save your life."

The flesh and blood on Kurosaki Jiji's left arm surged, and the surface began to petrify.

"Call all the fighters in your tribe into your tent tonight, call them in batches, and make up your own reasons...

Also, tell your slaves not to rest from now on, and go all out to make awnings, the kind that don't let a ray of light through. "

The petrification of flesh and blood ended, gradually forming a human face pattern.

Then, Kurosaki Thistle dug it out of his body.

With a light tap, the gravel fell, revealing a mask of a human face with fangs.

Stone ghost face.

Chapter 260 Brewing a bloody battle

"Is that so... have all the warriors already worn stone ghost masks?"

The originally leaky tent was covered with a thick layer of leather—it is not known what kind of leather it is.

In the tent of the chief of the Saxony tribe, Kurosaki Ji crossed his legs and sat proudly on a throne covered in wolf fur. Schrödinger, who just arrived yesterday, stood by his side.

"Yes, my lord... Following your orders, a total of 121 tribal warriors have been turned into vampires, and all the horses have been transformed into blood-sucking horses."

Kneeling on the ground, Chief Saby's face turned pale - this is the change brought about by transforming into a vampire.

"The work of gathering the hungry people is also progressing in an orderly manner, and now they are being placed in prison, waiting for your next order to be executed.

The strong were singled out to be transformed into vampires, and the old and weak were rationed—so Lord Thistle..."

His throat throbbed with thirst, and Chief Saby's eyes were red with [appetite].

"When will we be able to drink the blood of the British knights......"

"No hurry, it's just tonight—have all the soldiers mastered the [Vapor Freezing Method]?"

Although Kurosaki Ji regards this tribe as cannon fodder that can be thrown away after use, but cannon fodder also has the value of cannon fodder. If you don't learn it, you will be beaten, and if you can't learn it, you will be thrown out to bask in the sun.

After getting an affirmative answer, Kurosaki Tsuji nodded in satisfaction.

"Baron Meijiecao is just a small appetizer, gentlemen, you don't have to satisfy your appetite..."

Smiling with fangs, like a Cheshire cat with a mocking smile in a fairy tale, or a ghost who chooses and eats people.

"This country, I will bring it up for you to enjoy..."

at the same time.

"Thistle Kurosaki should have appeared..."

The chalk is the base of the city wall, and in the impenetrable castle, a blonde girl in a quilt stood by the window and sighed.

The royal city of Britain [Camelo], the symbol of the Arthurian dynasty in its golden age, is also the center of political power in Britain and the favorite home of the King of Knights.

Heroes all over the world yearn for this resplendent and magnificent castle, and they all yearn to join it and become a member of the Knights of the Round Table.

Because Artoria's father, King Uther, once carried out a massacre of magicians in the country, Camelot is a holy city that cannot be invaded by evil magic.

"But today's Camelot, can it resist real evil?"

After accepting the mission of subjugating Kurosaki Thistle, Artoria was deeply shocked by Kurosaki Thistle's evil——

It doesn't come from the evil of magic power. Although Kurosaki Jiji is the lord of hell, except for the hell magic released by relying on the lord's status, his magic aptitude is not bad.

It is a kind of evil that comes from the bottom of his heart. He knows that evil is evil, but he is not ashamed of evil at all. Instead, he regards it as a glory, and regards it as an inseparable existence like his own blood and soul. The King of Knights is the complete opposite.

"That's a guy who uses power only for [selfish desires], unscrupulous guy......"

Sighing and looking into the distance, it's not just the blue sky, but the ragged people and greedy local lords who are thousands of miles away are trying to make a comeback, and the hungry Saxons come back to try to take this land The last grain of the earth....

And what I can do is to follow the arrangement of fate and welcome myself as the [King] [will die in the end]......

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at night.

"My lord baron! Let's go!"

The flames in Baron Major's castle were blazing, and the sweaty knight turned his head and shouted, sending his spear into the chest of the barbarian in front of him.But this is futile.

Laughing horribly, the barbarian who turned into a vampire grabbed the spear with his left hand, stretched inward, sent the spear into his chest, and pushed himself closer to the knight.

Then, the blade swung out, and the head of the loyal knight fell to the ground.

Looking at the hellish chaos in the world, the baron shook his head with a wry smile and sat on the ground.

escape?Where are you going?

Facing the vampires swarming up like hungry wolves, the baron lay on the ground, closed his eyes, and waited for his body to be smashed to pieces in the next second.

At this moment.

"Have you heard too many stories, little girl?"

In the baron's castle, Kurosaki Jiji sneered disdainfully, kicked the baron's daughter to the ground, and picked up what she had just held in her hand - an exquisite silver cross.

"Take her down and detain her alone."

Kurosaki Ji, who was originally cruel, has no feelings of pity after he ceases to be a human being. Naturally, he took the girl away not to extort ransom, but to satisfy the most primitive instinct of creatures.

【eat】.

Although Kurosaki Ji didn’t drink human blood after becoming a vampire, it was only because it was “not tasty”—after all, compared to blood, meals from childhood to adulthood are more delicious, not to mention that Kurosaki Ji itself has [Culinary art of cutting thistle], every meal is a good thing.

But there is no way, in this era of famine everywhere, the only thing that can satisfy one's appetite is [Virgin's Blood].

"grown ups!"

The excited barbarian warrior ran over and knelt down.

"All the supplies in this castle have been searched, and no one was injured."

"Very well, tell them to seal up the windows of this castle as soon as possible, before dawn, and leave those tents for the blood-sucking horses."

Walking into the baron's room and laying on the bed, Kurosaki Tsutomu began to think about his next plan.

Being dragged into this unfamiliar era, Kurosaki Ji was still a little flustered—not to mention whether Lucifer in this era recognizes him, and whether he can contact hell is still a question.

There are no loyal subordinates here, and the only person who can be trusted here is Schrödinger.

"Schrödinger told me that this is the magic performed by the [Heroic Spirit], and extraordinary people can resist...that is to say, they can only attack the Heroic Spirit itself."

If everyone was an ordinary person, even in the age of mysterious weakness that Kurosaki Ji lived in, he would have the confidence to pull King Arthur into the sea of ​​​​people's war, and to overthrow the feudal monarchy with a backstab from the people.

But at the tip of the tail of this age of gods, the ending of a thousand soldiers beating a knight of the round table is already doomed. There is no Crimson King yet.

Even though he consciously created a vampire army far stronger than ordinary knights, Kurosaki Jiji still has no confidence to face the Knights of the Round Table. After all, [Sun Knight] Gawain has attribute restraint.

"A more careful plan is needed to completely destroy King Arthur..."

Meanwhile, Mount Everest in 2022.

"Still foolishly waiting for the moon, kid?"

Baiyin Yuxing turned his head, and a blue-haired, barefoot girl appeared behind him, with a motherly smile on her face.

"Come back, my boy—I can let it go."