Betrayed by the love of one's own unshakable faith.
Betrayed by the people for whom he had given everything.
All he had left was anger and sighs. He was angry at his own wrongful death and sighed at people's greed.
Only the light of the Lord could have restrained me until now.
But it's too dark here.
The armor made of iron and the fingers bound by wooden pillars, no one can touch them.
I couldn't even feel the warmth.
He fell into madness.
"O other me, another noble me, please accept the anger that belongs only to me!!!!!!"
With such extremely crazy words, Vlad's heart was like a clock hanging on the roof, beating violently, and the scarlet magic power in his body burst out again.
His burning eyes stared at Shirou Emiya with a strong fighting spirit, and his heart was filled with gratitude towards Shirou Emiya.
He allowed himself to see another self, and also allowed himself to experience the feeling of being understood by others.
Shirou Emiya understands [Vlad III], identifies with [Vlad III], and also respects [Vlad III].
“Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!”
The collision suddenly became more intense, and storm-like shock waves continued to erupt from the collision between steel and steel.
Intense flames burst out in the form of a flame wave, illuminating the entire space covered in darkness red.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Countless iron stakes were shattered into pieces by the thrust of steel guns, or exploded in the fierce collision.
In just a few seconds, the iron stakes cast by Shirou Emiya were suppressed and destroyed at an extremely fast speed.
There is not much difference between the steel spear and the iron stake. Both of them appear because of the legend of Vlad III. Except for the difference in appearance, they are almost identical in other aspects.
Whether it is the way of penetration or the form of display.
However, even though the gun in Shirou Emiya's hand carries the legend of another Vlad III, he is not Vlad III.
Neither the power nor the number of the iron stakes could compare to the existence of Vlad III himself.
Just like the [Sword of Contracted Victory] possessed by Shirou Emiya, the power released in his hands is naturally not as powerful as the power released by King Arthur.
As the one who forged this jet-black spear, how could Shirou Emiya not understand that there was no way he could defeat Vlad III by attacking in this way?
"Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!"
Under the illumination of the blazing fire all around and as Shirou Emiya's red lightning raged around him, the sound of crisp footsteps rang out one after another.
Emiya Shirou flew towards the Piercing Mountain at a terrifying speed.
There was no panic in his eyes, only the calmness of someone who had been through many battles.
“Run through it!!!!!!!!”
Following Vlad's words at that time, countless steel spears rose from under Shirou Emiya, tearing through the air and suddenly piercing out.
"Boom!"
A violent noise suddenly exploded and spread around.
The muddy yellow soil was blown apart.
The gray-white rocks were crushed.
The pitch-black iron stakes were penetrating.
Red lightning is flashing.
The silver figure was galloping.
“Bang bang bang bang bang——!”
Amidst the continuous explosions, countless steel spears pierced towards the rushing Emiya Shirou.
The knight's sword was waving with a flashing red light, and the iron stakes and steel spears were clashing.
The earth was shattering, collapsing, and disintegrating madly, and in an instant it became unrecognizable.
At this moment————
"call----!"
With his whole body shining with red lightning, Shirou Emiya flashed out from the violent Piercing Mountain and appeared in front of Vlad III.
Vlad III did not retreat when he saw this. With an extremely crazy smile on his face, he waved the dark golden spear in his hand and stabbed it fiercely at Shirou Emiya's heart.
"it's over----!"
At this moment, the scarlet lightning that was originally scattered around Shirou Emiya suddenly gathered together, and a low and violent voice roared out from his mouth.
"Treason against my magnificent father (Clarent Blood Arthur)!!!!!!!!!"
Vlad III was both a warrior and a king.
At that moment, a deafening roar resounded through the sky.
Chapter 581: The Last Elegy
"Well…!"
Under the illumination of the blazing fire, Vlad III, standing in the center of countless iron stakes and steel spears, knelt down on one knee.
His chest was pierced by the scarlet beam of light that illuminated the sky.
His body did not glow like Drake's. His body gradually turned into particles, and the red wall did not appear immediately.
Even with his heart pierced and his chest pierced, Vlad III still had the strength to continue fighting.
The battle continues
Grade: A
A rare endurance skill. It is not easy to die in battle. As long as you are not fatally wounded, you can survive. Even if you are seriously wounded, you can still move and fight.
Even in such a dying situation, Vlad III was still able to fight with all his strength.
However, he did not attack Emiya Shirou who was almost defenseless in front of him, but panted and half-knelt in place.
Lan Lujun also slowly emerged from the light of the fire and came behind Vlad III.
"I lost——!"
Vlad III raised his head and laughed heartily at Shirou Emiya in silver armor.
He had no regrets. The battle with Shirou Emiya was the most exciting and passionate battle he had ever experienced.
As a warrior, he must have the courage to admit his failure. If he loses, he loses. He does not intend to die together with someone who can understand him and the [monster].
At the moment when Vlad III admitted defeat, a red transparent wall appeared in front of Shirou Emiya, instantly separating the two groups of people.
The world over there instantly turned into an extremely uncomfortable red color, and the world began to fall apart.
"It's such a pity that the hero is right before our eyes, but we can't penetrate his head—"
A large amount of blood flowed out of the body, and the crazy servant still showed a fearless smile even in such a situation.
"Ah? Lancer, are you going to die?"
It was only at this time that Emiya Shirou knew the job description of Vlad III in front of him.
He had always believed that the crazy Vlad III in front of him was a Berserker because he was influenced by the vampire legend.
Shirou Emiya did not doubt why the Berserker class was able to have conversations, because Spartacus, who was a Berserker on the Red side, was also able to communicate.
Just like Vlad III in front of him, his language reveals a madness that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.
The man in front of him, in terms of words, actions and behavior, was completely different from the gentle and elegant Vlad III who was a Lancer that Shirou Emiya knew.
However, even though Lanlu's mental state was extremely bad, he was not like Matou Shinji, who revealed his servant's job description at the first sight.
"Well, if I don't eat, even though I'm sad, very sad, but if I don't eat--"
Lan Lujun knew very well how much Vlad III loved her. She wanted to eat Vlad III, but she couldn't because she had no desire to eat Vlad III.
But he couldn't bear to watch Vlad III die like this. He kept muttering to himself, and his will was madly fighting against his desire at this moment.
At the moment when Lan Lujun and Vlad III were talking, the black substance began to cover their bodies.
But the two of them seemed to not care at all. Vlad III also tilted his head slightly, revealing a kind look that was almost impossible to hide from his crazy expression.
"No, there is no need to do this. I am not worthy of your love. The monster can only disappear like this."
"What a pitiful woman who wishes she could eat someone but has never eaten anyone!"
"That's what makes humans so beautiful. Even if you lose your mind, you are still human."
Even though he was so angry towards humans, Vlad III still loved them.
"Your soul can still be saved. If you go to hell, I will go with you."
At the moment when Vlad III was speaking to Lan Lujun, horrific explosions and shock waves came from in front of him.
The red wall was instantly collapsed, and a silver figure wrapped in black matter broke through it and rushed in with unstoppable force.
"Is this you? Even in this situation, are you willing to lend a helping hand to us monsters?"
Vlad III, who was half-kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but let out a trembling laugh.
They are enemies!
Is it worth going to such lengths for the enemy?
Vlad III didn't know what Shirou Emiya was thinking about these questions, but he understood that the young man in front of him was someone who deserved all his respect.
He is an extremely noble person.
However, this red world seemed to have no intention of allowing Shirou Emiya to act recklessly like this.
"Zi——!"
The wall was quickly repaired the moment Emiya Shirou broke in.
Another one also suddenly rose up. The pitch-black substance seemed to lock onto Shirou Emiya and began to devour him at an incredibly terrifying speed.
Emiya Shirou did not give up.
“Grab my hand—!”
Shirou Emiya, who broke in, flapped his wings behind him, ignoring the dark room that was swallowing him at a terrifying speed, stretched out his hand, and shouted at Vlad III and Blue Road-kun.
He did not give up on rescuing Vlad III just because he was a follower. Without any hesitation and without caring whether he would die, he extended a helping hand to the two men.
Really, you are a fool————
"My wife, let us offer the final elegy for those who can understand us so well, and let our exit be more magnificent!!!"
Most of his body had been covered by the pitch-black substance, and his chest had been ruthlessly pierced by a red beam of light.
Life is now reduced to the last candle flame.
But even so, Vlad III still laughed arrogantly, looking at the silver voice in front of him.
"Hero, let me see you off for the last time!"
At this moment, a sharp female voice came from behind Vlad III.
At this moment, will triumphed over desire, and at the moment of death, reason returned a little.
"In the name of the Command Seal, release the final Noble Phantasm, Lancer!!!!!!!"
"As you command, my wife!"
My road is full of blood
【Dispute with hundreds of nobles】
[Fighting with tens of thousands of enemies]
[The cruelty of being attacked by me]
[But the cruelty I practiced]
