Type-Moon, I'm a magician, is that true?

But this time, she went against her usual behavior and chased the enemy closely.

"I thought the intruder was an arrogant magician, but it turned out to be a vampire. But why did he suddenly change his cautious behavior and attack openly?"

"Could it be that they have already devoured the entire city and think it's time to launch a decisive battle?"

The bad guess made the girl's heart turn cold. Looking back at the city, it seemed like a restaurant full of zombies. In Youzhu's eyes, the windows of every house seemed to be stained with blood.

"It must be resolved immediately, otherwise there will be trouble." A cold gleam of murderous intent flashed in Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu's eyes.

Although she generally dislikes humans and clings to her witch reserve, she also respects them.

[Myself and humanity simply have incompatible systems and paths. Fighting and death are inevitable, but this is not a relationship of hatred or insult.]

They feed on human life energy, wantonly pollute the soul's route, develop slaves, and trample on the source of intellectual life.

When he thought about the city where his mansion was located becoming a meal for the Dead Apostles, anger surged in his heart. Such a filthy existence just touched the sore spot of Kuonji Yuju.

After making up his mind, Youzhu took out a pair of dice and threw them out without even looking at them.

With a "click", it fell to the ground. After rolling for a while, the two dice that stopped had six on them.

[Oh, it's time for us to take the stage!] [Yes, it's time for us to take the stage!]

The dice began to expand, and a large amount of magic power was sucked into them. Like blowing up balloons, two huge, round toy pigs appeared.

[What kind of enemy is it that has angered the master?] [What kind of idiot is it that has displeased the master?]

They talk like humans, defy the laws of gravity, and fly freely in the sky.

【Leave it to us with confidence! 】【Just look at us with peace of mind! 】

[I will definitely pin the enemy with this huge mouth!] [I will definitely tear the enemy apart with these fangs!]

The noisy sound echoed in his ears. Youzhu frowned and looked at the two little pigs with contempt.

"Twins, be quiet. There's no room for you to play around this time."

The usually cool voice had now transformed into a bitter cold. At this moment, Youzhu was not trying to expel, but to annihilate.

The twins understood this, and their playfulness quickly died down, their cute tones changing to low, husky tones.

[I understand.] [I understand.]

Seeing that they were getting into shape, Youzhu nodded in satisfaction: "Go ahead, twins, go find the escaped vampire and hold him back."

【Watch me!】【I will never fail!】

The fairy tale monsters named "Chattering Twins" took turns making noises and ran forward at a very fast speed.

[Look at me making the first contribution!] [And then become Lord Yuzu's favorite poly!]

"Ah." After hearing this, Youzhu blinked and subconsciously wanted to say something, but he didn't catch up with the two little pigs, so in the end he could only talk to himself.

"As for the first move, it was already taken by [Humpty Dumpty]. If it hadn't blasted the vampire, the vampire would have escaped by now."

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"Huh...huh..."

Not far in front of Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu, a figure in a very miserable state was fleeing. Although there were no wounds on his body except for his messy clothes, he was still gasping for breath in pain.

"Damn you, magus! You're meddling in other people's business right now! They're just a few hundred humans, one by one, yet you're going to all this trouble to chase them!"

Severe pain continued to emanate from my body, as if my intestines and liver were stuffed into a blender to make an offal milkshake, making me feel sick. My hands and feet were also powerless, and I could only exert less than half of my usual strength.

Feeling this weakness, the Dead Apostle couldn't help but curse.

"What the hell was that thing just now? I couldn't shake it off, and my attacks didn't work. I've never seen such a difficult magical creation before."

"And even though I didn't do anything, it exploded in the blink of an eye. There was no way to dodge it, and the fragments of the explosion were even cursed! Otherwise, I would have been able to get rid of the garbage behind me a long time ago!"

As he cursed, the curse that had been barely suppressed in his body began to surge again, forcing the man to consume his remaining blood to forcibly restore the damaged parts and weaken the curse.

"Hoo."

After the curse in his body was suppressed, the man took a few deep breaths. For a Dead Apostle who relied on blood for everything, breathing to promote blood circulation was essential.

But this relief was short-lived. In less than a minute, the curse intensified again.

"This won't work." The Dead Apostle gritted his teeth.

During this period of escape, he had tried many times to eliminate the curse in his body, but with little success.

"And at this very moment, my precious blood supply has already been mostly depleted. The magus who wants to kill me seems to be no ordinary person. I have no choice but to give up hiding..."

Thinking of this, the Dead Apostle was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe. It wasn't because the curse had struck again, but because of the heartache of giving up something.

"There's no other way. The important thing now is to escape. There will be slaves and other things in the future."

Having made up his mind and sensing something bad was about to happen, he issued orders to all the slaves hiding among humans.

'Give up the slow nibbling and come closer to me, come closer to me with blood.'

There is a unique resonance between the Dead Apostles and the descendants who have been granted "blood" by them. This communication ignores the barriers of space and barriers. Perhaps only top-level magi can limit it.

At least it cannot be done with the barrier [Nameless Forest] created by the beads.

"Alright, the message has been sent. All I have to do now is maneuver for a while. Once my remaining slaves arrive, that will be the end of that little girl. I'm going to suck her blood dry and create her into my offspring to make up for this loss! Ahhhhhh!!!"

The sense of relief after making the decision made the Dead Apostle ignore the two shadows approaching quietly from behind. By the time the pain came, it was too late and his hands lost control.

No, it wasn't just his hands. He felt as if his hands were frozen. The intervention of external force bound his entire body. Whenever he tried to move, he would feel a tearing pain.

[Come come come, I caught you!] [Go go go, you can't escape!]

The two little pigs finally spoke, biting the dead apostle's arms wantonly and laughing loudly at the same time.

"What is that?! Is it a familiar? How is that possible?!"

The Dead Apostle was horrified. He was also a magician before he became a vampire. From what he had learned, such a thing was impossible to exist.

"That's just your limited knowledge, vampire." A cold voice came from not far away and was getting closer and closer.

"Don't compare my PLOY kickshaw to an ordinary familiar."

After gaining enough time with the help of the "Chatty Twins", Arizuma Kuonji finally caught up.

It's too late to escape.

The Dead Apostle realized this, and the dark magician floating on the street lamp in the distance had already locked onto him.

Moreover, after she arrived, a mist so thin that it was difficult to detect began to appear around her. It was probably a barrier that was set up directly.

The Dead Apostle knew very well what this meant. The opponent was probably planning to use magic freely.

"Then I can't just sit there and wait for death!"

Since the conflict was unavoidable, he no longer thought about running away. His backup forces were on the way, and only by delaying until then would he have a chance of survival.

Thinking about how he was a dignified VI-level Dead Apostle, who once ruled an entire town, he now found himself in such a predicament.

'That damn woman! If it weren't for her!'

Thinking back to the guy who destroyed everything he had and left him with only a small amount of "wealth", anger burned in the depths of his dark heart.

"Give up. Now that you've been bitten, there's no way you can move."

The dark girl taunted, reaching into her bosom and slowly taking out a pendant that looked like a kitten.

The cat bell is made of fine blue-green glass, with gold lines outlining the edges and lines, showing the mystery of the night. The only open cat eye is staring at the opponent playfully.

It is called "Night Feast", and it can open up a field that separates reality and fairy tales, enhancing the power of fairy tale magic.

Just as Youzhu was about to throw the cat bell into the ground, the vampire who was fixed in place suddenly sneered.

"What a naive woman! You can't even move your hands? Why not just tear it apart?"

He laughed at the girl's inexperience and continued to use the same procedures against regular magi against him, not remembering the fatal difference between Dead Apostles and humans.

"Uh ah ah ah ah!"

"Tear!"

The sound of flesh being torn apart was heard as the undead man tore his arm apart alive. The intense pain made his face horrible, but his steps did not stop at all.

A powerful force accumulated in the legs, which was more than ten tons of force. The propulsion force was comparable to that of a cannonball, blasting a hole in the ground. In a blink of an eye, the body of the dead apostle crashed into Youzhu with a storm.

"There's no such thing as a disabled vampire!"

"!!!"

Humans probably can't react to this speed. Only those warriors with natural talents can barely dodge by relying on their intuition or mind.

But this is not the case for a magician who is primarily a scholar, let alone Arizuma, who seems weak even among magicians.

She had no time to react before she was hit hard by the human cannonball. This scene reminded people of the storm sweeping over Youlan, and only death was waiting for her.

The vampire was very confident about this result. No magic could withstand the impact of such great kinetic energy. From the moment she appeared, the girl was destined to face her own demise.

——If we follow common sense.

"Ha!"

A blue shadow flashed by, feathers and blood scattered in the air, accompanied by a sharp scream, and the blue bird shattered into fragments that no one could recognize.

And under the cover of the bluebird's screams, the crisp sound of the cat bell hitting the ground also rang out.

As the night fell deeper, the witch seemed to have miraculously come back to life, but the [Night Feast] in her hand had disappeared.

"Thank you for this, Robin." She stroked the remaining feathers in her palm with her bare hands and thanked him softly, "I won't call you the most useless ploy anymore."

The vampire in the distance watched this scene and gritted his teeth: "Is it an illusion? But you won't have another chance."

At this time, his broken hands had grown back, and his clothes were restored. This scene of time going backwards made Youzhu open his eyes wide in surprise.

"I've heard that vampires can easily heal wounds, but I didn't expect it to be so thorough."

Youzhu felt troubled. She didn't bring any poly for specific treatment. It was only seven o'clock in the evening, and there was still a whole night before sunrise. The battle might last unimaginably long.

However, the battle has already started and it is impossible to stop it halfway. This time, Youzhu took the first step.

“diddle diddle!”

Dark eyes watched the vampire's movements, and Youzhu called out to Poly who had merged into the ground.

"Qiang!"

A clear sound like a sword being unsheathed was heard, and with the owner as the center, knives, forks, bowls and plates emerged from the ground, and the sharp edges reflected the light of the moon.

Seeing this, the Dead Apostle crouched down, dug up a large piece of brick and stone, and threw it at the girl with all his strength. The huge force became the propulsion force, making the stone like a mortar.

"Oh!"

The flying stones hit the knife and fork protecting the beads, and the energy they carried caused them to directly break about five layers of tableware. However, the vampire showed a tricky expression after seeing this scene.

"Is that thing endless?"

In front of him, the tableware that had just been interrupted had been replaced with new ones, surrounding the girl in layers, like an iron wall protecting the princess.

In addition, the brick he just threw was actually engraved with a curse. It was a technique he was good at when he was a magician. Even if he was hit by a magician, he would be dizzy for a while.

But in front of Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu, it disappeared silently without any movement.

This shows that Kuonji Arizuma herself is extremely mysterious and powerful enough to ignore the magic he can use.

"It's really annoying. Why would such a high-level magician exist in the countryside?"

The dead apostle complained in his heart, but he didn't know that Youzhu was also a little unsure of how to start.