Lords of Camelot

"Danik, you beast, you are just making fun of us!"

When Old Mo saw this scene, he wanted to curse. What was the point of activating this self-destructive treasure? What was Danik going crazy about?

Even if he relied on this treasure, and the magic power of the Command Spell was restored to successfully avoid being destroyed, it would almost eat up Vlad III's sanity. In the eyes of Old Mo, it would be better to let Vlad III die directly, so as not to insult his personality.

[Those who are still rational, come to my side and repair your injuries. Siegfried, go and kill Danic for me!]

Jiu Mo really didn't want to have anything to do with this lunatic anymore. He wanted to see Danik's head fall off now.

Siegfried, wearing the invisibility cloak, immediately followed Old Mo's command. He was not a fool, and it would be a real problem if he still couldn't figure out the situation.

Sometimes having more people can indeed help to pool collective wisdom, but having more people also means that people's minds are mixed. Once someone starts to cause trouble from within, it is easy for something big to happen.

And Old Mo directly swung his double combat power towards Vlad III over there. He had to get rid of this guy before Vlad III's sanity was completely consumed.

"I am the King of Wallachia! I am the son of Vlad II! I... I am not a vampire!"

Vlad III held his head and roared angrily, but even so, he instinctively fought back against Old Mo's attack.

He had thrown the long sword aside long ago, and now he was able to fight with just his body. Claws and fangs were both weapons, and only such a being could be called a vampire.

[Go and help. It is indeed tragic that a hero has been harmed to such an extent. It would be our fault if we allowed such a situation to continue in the world for a long time.]

Amakusa also gave the appropriate order. He had no grudge against Vlad III, and it would be beneficial to him to eliminate him now. It would be better to do this.

He has no interest in tarnishing the hero's personal persistence, and he is not such a bad person.

All at once, Achilles, Karna, Jumo, Atalanta, and Chiron joined the battle.

Two longbows, a spear, a thunder gun, two holy swords, a group of people surrounded Vlad III and hacked him.

Even a vampire would have no choice but to be hacked to death when faced with this kind of lineup.

In the end, Vlad III was pierced by the Water Sword and the God's Thunder Spear at the same time, and the divine fire and holy water completely destroyed his existence.

When he fell, dawn had already risen. This battle lasted all night. By now, Jiu Mo had put away the phantom behind him, and the Water Sword had disappeared with it.

[It's almost done, come back. Using one of Achilles' Noble Phantasms to exchange for one of the other party's Servant is not a loss for us. It can even be said that this is a good thing. ]

After receiving such an order, the three black servants who are still on the periphery also expressed their understanding and they will retreat next.

"It seems like it's not the time to fight." But before retreating, it's okay to chat for a while. Although they need to fight to the death this time, they are all heroes, so chatting for a while won't affect anything.

"I am very happy to fight with you. You are stronger than my biological father, although you are still not as good as my dad."

Old Mordred said this with a big laugh, and Karna also smiled knowingly. He just said that he was only the son of God after all, and had his own limits. Since Mordred said he was not as good as him, then he was really not as good as him.

At this time, Achilles was shouting on the battlefield, asking where the black archers were. Since they had shot pierced his heels with their treasures, why didn't they come out to see?

After all, it was the heel of a great Greek hero that was shot through. Even Paris could only do this with the help of the god Apollo.

Chiron looked at his master Gold and asked him what he thought. If the master refused, then he would refuse directly.

"Well, go ahead, Archer. After all, the enemy is your student, right? Even though he is an enemy now, as long as you fight without mercy and give it your all, I won't ask any unnecessary questions."

It can be seen that after a few days of training, although Gold does have some problems, Chiron, as a teacher of various Greek heroes, still gets along well with him.

Chiron got the permission and jumped to the center of the battlefield. When Achilles saw Chiron coming to him, he was a little shaken.

But then he immediately recovered and began to smile bitterly. Achilles couldn't help but sigh that it was no wonder that he was being targeted, it turned out that the teacher was right across from him.

"I feel helpless about adopting this tactic. After all, I know your strength too well. But I also have a wish for the Holy Grail, so there is absolutely no reason to retreat at this time."

Achilles laughed and said that it was unnecessary, as as a student he wanted nothing more than to be able to fight with his teacher.

"In fact, this is just right, except for that crazy little girl who is not fit for battle. The Lord of Camelot, the great Greek sage, the servant with the invisibility treasure, and the magician who controls the puppets. If it is not this kind of lineup, I, Achilles, will not be interested."

If we talk about the embodiment of a hero, then Achilles is the best example. He fought because he wanted to.

You can say that this kind of person is emotional, easily gets carried away, and can cause trouble, but you can never deny that this guy is a complete hero, because he lived his life happily, without any regrets or remorse.

"Then don't drag my body around the entire castle of Yugdomirenia three times. I, your teacher, can't bear such a thing~"

When this was mentioned, Achilles blushed like a child. In fact, when he thought about it now, he felt that he had gone too far, but he really couldn't control himself at the time, and ended up doing such a shitty thing.

So he immediately said no, no, it would only be possible if he was a Berserker~ Now he is a cavalry, a cavalry~

"It's been an exciting fight so far, and everyone has fought well."

At this moment, Davian and Altria suddenly appeared here. Neither side was surprised by his sudden arrival.

This guy must have watched the entire fight just now, just like watching a monkey show. Oh~ It's strangely unpleasant to think about it.

"King! Lord!"

Old Mo immediately saluted, but Artoria helped him up and indicated that there was no need to do so, and that they could be equals.

Then Davian asked the servants of both parties through telepathy whether they were willing to meet now. He could guarantee the safety of both parties. It all depended on whether they were willing to appear in public.