"Hah, hah, hah—" Siegfried gasped for air and knelt on one knee on the ground, using his Balmung as a support.
Although he tried his best to dodge, he only avoided the center of the attack.
The aftermath still hurt him significantly. At this moment, his body was already in tatters, and even a small half of his body had been evaporated by the light and heat of the aftermath.
Although his spiritual core was damaged, at least it hadn't shattered into dregs. Siegfried felt that he could still be saved.
It was just a pity that to compensate for the injuries on his body, I'm afraid a few more homunculi would have to sacrifice their already scarce lives.
And on the other side, Vlad III, who used wooden stakes to block the attack, was even more uncomfortable.
After all, everyone knew that dry wooden stakes were flammable items.
Moreover, Karna's magical attribute is 'Heat'.
Therefore, at this moment, Vlad III was trapped in a sea of flames, unable to escape, with himself providing the fuel and Karna providing the source of the fire.
Vlad III felt that his compatibility with Karna was absolutely terrible.
"Ruler?" Karna withdrew his gaze from the castle that should have been blasted to smithereens by the aftermath of his Noble Phantasm, and looked back at Siegfried, "Saber, you are quite good."
"No, I am not worthy of such praise." Siegfried used his sword to support his body, then slowly stood up and looked up at Karna, "If it weren't for this blood armor, your Noble Phantasm just now would have been enough to completely annihilate me."
Fortunately, he had protected his weak point well, so when his master treated him, the recovery speed was not slow.
But Siegfried still felt it was strange; when did his master become so reasonable?
A certain Mr. Gordes, who was being stared at intensely and did not wish to reveal his name, had grievances he could not voice.
And Karna hovered in mid-air, quietly waiting for Siegfried to recover.
This was his confidence, as well as his respect for Siegfried.
But just at this moment, a sudden surge of dark Aura drew the gazes of both Siegfried and Karna.
The Lancer, who had been trying desperately to escape his predicament amidst the flames, was suddenly enveloped by the dark Aura, and this dark Aura even blocked the raging flames from touching Lancer's body.
"Gu, gugugagaga!" Vlad III, as if realizing an unacceptable change, his expression became twisted, and he even let out an inhuman hiss from his throat, "Darnic! You bastard! Have you betrayed me?!"
Inside the castle at this moment, Gordes looked at Darnic, who had already used his second command spell, his eyes filled with shock and fear.
He had witnessed with his own eyes how Darnic used a command spell to force Vlad III to use that Noble Phantasm he was unwilling to accept.
Legend of Dracula — transforming Vlad III into the vampire Count Dracula based on oral legends.
Even Gordes was somewhat panicked at this moment.
Because Count Dracula, having transformed into a vampire, now had hundreds or thousands of blood meals outside.
How many subordinates would this allow him to convert?
Except for the magic dolls created by the deceased Caster and the Dragon Tooth Soldiers of the enemy faction, the homunculi and Servants outside could all be converted into subordinates by Count Dracula through blood-sucking.
Considering this, Gordes wished he could immediately hug Darnic's thigh and swear allegiance.
After all, he still had one command spell that could control Count Dracula.
As for himself, after exhausting his last command spell when Darnic previously ordered him to strengthen Siegfried, he now had no command spells left to control Siegfried.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have bothered to waste the lives of homunculi to perform the treatment project for Siegfried.
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"Oh oh oh! Shalltear, come look! The Lancer from the Black Faction has turned into a vampire!" Aura said, with one hand resting on her forehead as she watched the anomaly happening in the distance, then shook Shalltear, who was still immersed in the happy pink bubbles of 'master values me, master specially sent someone to protect me'.
"And he looks even more like a vampire than you do."
"Huh?" Shalltear's face instantly darkened, and she glared fiercely at Aura, "You yellow-haired brat, are you provoking me?!"
"I'm not, look for yourself." Aura pointed to the distant battlefield with a wronged expression, reminding her.
Jeanne was also looking at the battlefield with a serious expression at this moment.
As the Ruler, she clearly knew that this was not an anomaly, but that the Black Faction Lancer had used another one of his Noble Phantasms.
He had not violated the rules... as long as he did not conduct mass conversion of subordinates and begin to endanger the outside world.
"Damn it! Are Heroic Spirits really this ridiculous?!" After watching the entire process of Vlad III turning into Count Dracula in a daze, Shalltear stomped her foot with an ugly expression, and cracks instantly appeared on the ground.
"It is indeed a bit ridiculous." Aura nodded in agreement, "Whether it's that Karna or that Vlad III, both are a bit stronger than us, especially that Karna, who could even easily wipe us out."
"But what's more regrettable is that we have now reached the end of our respective classes and have no way to go any further." Aura shrugged helplessly and sighed.
"Huh? Aura, what stupid things are you saying." Shalltear knocked on Aura's head and reminded her, "master can travel through various worlds; there must be a world with a method that can allow us to break through our class limits."
"What end of the class; it's just that a wall has appeared in front of us that we currently cannot break through with our abilities."
"If we use the greater grail... no, pretend I said nothing." Jeanne was just about to persuade these two dark creatures beside her, who were worried about their lack of strength, to use the greater grail's magical energy, when she suddenly remembered that if she saved a bit more magical energy, she could weave more shroud of turin and perhaps save a few more children in the next world, so she changed her tone halfway through.
"The greater grail? Let that kind of golden, shiny thing enter my body? I'm afraid I'll be purified before my strength increases." As a dark creature, Shalltear had some psychological resistance to golden light.
Even if she knew it was a manifestation of pure magical energy crystallization and did not possess purification capabilities, it still wouldn't do.
"I don't have much psychological resistance, but that thing probably still has a very important role for master, so I'll wait my turn." Aura said, shaking her head with her hands behind her head.
I really want to know why these dark creatures are so loyal to that man.
This thought arose in Jeanne's heart.
But she would never imagine that these three dark-type creatures were all forcibly brainwashed by Daniel using setting (mental) modification.
"Oh oh! They're fighting! That pitch-black vampire looks really scary." Aura said, suddenly excited as she watched the distant battlefield.
"I don't want to watch anymore." Shalltear said indignantly, "I'm going back underground to continue guarding the greater grail."
Saying this, Shalltear cast a heat-insulation magic on herself, and then directly teleported herself back to the greater grail underground.
Jeanne looked down at her feet with a complex expression.
The greater grail was right below her at this moment.
But she, as the referee, couldn't do anything.
"Wow! That vampire is indeed even more powerful than Shalltear; just by sucking blood, he can directly convert the opponent into a subordinate, and it's super contagious!" Aura sighed in amazement as she watched the sudden change on the battlefield.
She had witnessed with her own eyes how several homunculi, after being sucked of blood, completed the entire process of transformation from homunculi to vampire subordinates within three seconds.
And that guy seemed to be directly immune to physical attacks as well.
Karna's attacks had their damage reduced significantly against him.
"However, his methods have become rough and monotonous... If he keeps this state, it seems Shalltear has more variety than him, it's just that this state of full physical immunity is too counter-productive for Shalltear."
"His speed has become faster, and his strength has become much stronger... The strengthening effect of the local legend is still effective on him." Jeanne was also frowning as she watched the changes on the battlefield.
Just as Jeanne and Aura were discussing Count Dracula's performance on the battlefield, two figures rushed out from the direction of the castle.
"Ah! It's Lancer!" Seeing Jeanne, Astolfo greeted her with surprise, "Was that super terrifying heat wave just now blocked by you? Thank you so much!"
"Rider, and Berserker... No, I did not block the Red Faction Lancer's attack just now to assist you Servants of the Black Faction." Jeanne explained somewhat flusteredly, "It was to protect... her."
Jeanne suddenly reached out and pointed at Aura.
"Eh? Ah, that's right, Jeanne-chan appeared here to protect me." Aura was stunned for a moment, then immediately spoke up for Jeanne.
"Who are you?" Astolfo looked down, blinking, at Aura, who was shorter than him, and focused his gaze on her long ears, asking, "Are you a fairy?"
"No, I am a dark elf." Aura replied with her hands on her hips, "Aura Bella Fiora, I am master's loyal Servant!"
"master... could it be referring to Li Lin?" Astolfo, who did not sense any spirit core reaction from Aura and realized that she was not a Servant or a Servant's subordinate, immediately shifted his target to that mysterious human.
Jeanne nodded on the side.
That's right, as a Ruler, it's only natural for her to protect the subordinate of her partner in the Ruler Faction!
She was definitely not blowing a biased whistle to help the Black Faction block the Red Faction Heroic Spirit's Noble Phantasm attack!
"Mmh— " Frankenstein, who was beside them, suddenly made a sound, interrupting Astolfo's intention to continue chatting.
After all, she had already poked someone in the back with her war hammer.
"Ouch, Berserker, why are you so rough." Astolfo complained to his partner, turning his head in dissatisfaction.
"Wuwu— " Frankenstein used her war hammer to point towards the battlefield in front, giving Astolfo a reminder.
"What is going on!" Looking towards the mutated battlefield along the direction of the war hammer, Astolfo was also startled, "Are those Dead Apostles? Or Ghouls? Why have the homunculi turned into those things?"
"No, they are not Dead Apostles or Ghouls." Jeanne shook her head and replied, "They are simpler vampire subordinates."
"Vampire? Lancer turned into a vampire?" Astolfo tilted his head with a confused expression, "I only went back to the castle once, for less than half an hour, how does it feel like years have passed outside? Isn't this change too drastic?"
"Wu wu wu— " Frankenstein suddenly let out a howl towards Jeanne.
"Are you asking if those vampire subordinates will cause harm to your master?" Jeanne asked, confirming with Frankenstein.
Frankenstein nodded heavily.
She actually had quite a good impression of her master.
Especially in contrast to the other few trash masters.
"I'm not sure about that either, because it was his master who used the command spell to order Lancer to use his Noble Phantasm to transform into a vampire; whether it will endanger the other masters, only Lancer's master would know."
"The clan head?" Astolfo sighed helplessly, "These magi, do they not have a shred of humanity at all?"
"Whatever, I'm going over there to defeat those guys who keep turning homunculi into vampire subordinates!"
"Wu— wu— " Frankenstein also looked eager to try.
Jeanne tilted her head in confusion.
If these two Servants really rushed over there, would it count as friendly fire?
"Charge— "
Watching those two Black Faction Servants rush out, Jeanne felt her temples throbbing more and more.
One after another, they were all acting like they were sick in the head.
Oh, the Red Faction Rider has Evaporation of Sanity?
Then it's fine.
On the other side, Daniel, who was rushing here at the same time, heard the situation on the battlefield explained by the people beside him, and his expression also became somewhat ugly.
"Holy crap! Using homunculi as cannon fodder was already excessive enough, but now using them as vampire subordinates, that kind of cannon fodder? Darnic is simply not acting like a human!"
Artoria, who was beside him, looked at Daniel strangely.
Since when did this guy care so much about homunculi?
"Those are all tools for teaching the children in the future!"
Hmm, still the same look that deserves to be hung from a lamppost; it is undoubtedly Daniel himself.
The way Artoria looked at Daniel became normal.
"Morgan, can I ask you to help get rid of the vampire over there?" Daniel turned his head and asked Morgan.
"I refuse." Morgan looked as if she were sadly wiping away tears, "I am not your Servant, nor am I your partner, why should I listen to your orders?"
"Besides, I kindly helped you transfer Ruler over there just now, yet you won't even call me Mother; Gareth, Mother is sad."
"No, I've said it so many times, I am not Gareth..." Daniel instantly put on a dead-fish eye look at this drama queen.
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