The Black Winged Prince was still fighting against the Gaius Order, Meline and Fufu were fighting against the frontal forces, and Altluki was holding back Barthelmero. Although various accidents had happened among most of the people, they all returned to their respective positions in the end. From this point of view... everything was actually still as planned, they were just the side that was being eroded. Nearly half of the 400,000 ghouls have died in the successive attacks, and the remaining 200,000 or so are still pouring out of the inner city like a flood. Although these garbage things pose no threat to magicians and agents, they can indeed slow down the opponent's advance. Even if we kill them, it will take several days. On the other side, when Bai Yi Gongzheng was quietly washing his blood-soaked royal sword by the river, he felt the call of his secret technique. So he immediately arranged his subordinates to perform the ceremony, and soon, a brand new demon shadow appeared in front of Victor. The demon shadow representing the White Winged Lord turned his head, first looked around, frowned, then looked at Narubalek, stunned for a moment: "It seems that your results are good?" "It cost a lot." Victor adjusted his magic power and said seriously, "How are you guys doing?" "The recovery of Austria is easier than I thought." Hearing this, Lord White Wing laughed and said calmly, "After the cooperation between the two sides, there is almost no resistance in the whole of Austria. Instead, it is like a snowball, and the whole team is getting bigger and bigger. Have you seen an army of hundreds of thousands of dead apostles?" "Rather than calling them an army, they are more like a mob joining in the carnival." Upon hearing this, Victor frowned almost immediately. He sighed and said, "Killing, sucking blood, arson. In the war, I won't say anything, but vampires should not be the representatives of chaos." "Of course, I know all this without you telling me. Let's get to the point, Victor. You took the initiative to look for me. What happened here?"
"Your side is easier than you thought, which means my side is much more difficult than expected, isn't it?" Victor spread his hands, opened his eyes and stared into Mo Ying's eyes and said seriously: "I need you to hurry up - no, faster." "The Magic Association is more determined than I thought. They directly dispatched the Ace Choir and spent a huge amount of money to build a spirit particle transfer device. They obviously want to retake Cornwall in a shorter time. They dispatched six of the twelve monarchs and more than sixty top-notch magicians..." "So what are you going to do, magician?" Hearing this, the White Winged Prince on the other side drew out his sword calmly and chuckled, "Are you going to retreat, Your Highness?" "Are you gloating over someone else's misfortune?" Victor heard this tone. Although he couldn't see the other person, he could imagine the other person's playful smile at this moment. He said with a little helplessness and dissatisfaction: "We are now in a relationship where both of us suffer together." "Ah, so you can just say it was Altluchi's order." The White Winged Duke nodded, looked at the Black Knight Stuart who had already walked over, and said as if he meant something: "We will naturally obey your order." "I really want to see your expression when you say 'Your Highness' after the war, Lord White Wing." Hearing this, Victor shook his head calmly, not dwelling on the other party's words, and turned to say, "The original plan was to hold out until you turned around to encircle the enemy's main force, but obviously, we can't hold out until that time now, and the enemy's advance troops can break through Cornwall, as long as the enemy is not stupid..." "This is not good news. It means that the main southern European forces that have not yet arrived in Cornwall may have already discovered something and are rushing back." Victor stared at Bai Yi Gongdao closely and said, "In the early stages of the war, the Magic Association spent a huge amount of money to build spirit particle transfer and various positions for rapid combat. Although this puts a huge pressure on us, it obviously shows that they have no intention of a long-term war. Once we withdraw from Cornwall, the pressure from the Magic Association will be almost zero." "So, are you planning to abandon Cornwall? Do you need our support?" "No. Our main pressure comes from the church. The White Winged Duke wants to establish a kingdom of dead apostles. We must do our best to weaken the power or influence of the church." Victor shook his head and said, "So on the contrary, I need you to go one step further and invade Italy, or even... the Vatican." "What about you?" "We will choose a surprise attack." Victor said solemnly: "Originally, everyone in Cornwall was a sacrifice." "Lord White Wing, I will keep my promise and take advantage of the situation in Cornwall to keep your German station." "That sounds great." Hearing this, Nero's voice came from the Demon Shadow. He said in a deep voice: "But in this case, we will bear the pressure." If the army of dead apostles continues to move south and invade Italy, the main force of the church, which is originally caught in a dilemma halfway, not knowing whether to continue to Cornwall or to provide humanitarian aid to Austria, will immediately withdraw to defend. Even the church, which has seen through the true face of the Magic Association, will let Cornwall's burial mechanism and first-class agents directly abandon Cornwall's sacrifice. In this way, the pressure on Victor will naturally be reduced. But there is also a big problem, that is... more than half of Italy is equivalent to the peninsula area, and in this case, going deep into Italy and even putting pressure on the Vatican will hit the prestige of the church. They are also facing great pressure, especially... the main force of the church coming back from behind may surround them! "Leave one of the elite troops on the flank, Lord White Wing." Upon hearing this, Victor looked at everyone, the bloodshot in his eyes becoming even more cruel. "In other words, we can leave our troops on the flanks so that we can retreat at any time. As for the hundreds of thousands of Dead Apostles, they are too many. Chaotic Dead Apostles are the source of chaos. It is better to let them make the final contribution to the rest of our compatriots."
"What do you mean by that?" Hearing this, the White Winged Prince sneered, "Does Altuluqi know?" In the impression of Prince White Wing, one of the things about Altluchi's immaturity is that she would never come up with a so-called strategy like sacrifice. She is cruel enough, so cruel that she is labeled as cruel by the world, but in some ways she is also very naive, always expecting a happy ending, such as everyone surviving. "She doesn't know, and she doesn't need to know." Victor sighed and said helplessly: "She wanted to protect Cornwall at the beginning." "But I'm not deceiving the king. Well, anyway, I told her at the beginning that the whole of Cornwall is a victim." "So White Wing Prince." "Don't think you're the only ones who need to sacrifice your men." Victor said calmly, "Cornwall, without you, the only ones who could have stormed out would probably be us ancestors. As for the thousands of dead apostles who followed me and Your Highness in at the beginning, and the few subordinates I had after I signed the contract, maybe..." “And he will sleep here forever.” "What a cruel heart..." Hearing this, Bai Yi Gong was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled helplessly: "Do you really not care at all?" "For the future, Lord White Wing." 134, Vacuum·Infinity After finishing the conversation with Prince White Wing, nearly five or six minutes had passed. At this time, Victor remembered his own prince. He climbed out of the huge pit and subconsciously looked up at the sky. There, there was a group of Chimeras wreaking havoc in the sky and various transformed birds, driving synthetic beasts to chase a large army of black shadows. Unlike Feim who stopped and ran away when he saw the situation was not going well, the Black Winged Prince was obviously more pragmatic. He really tried his best to help Victor stop the air force led by Gaius Ling. There was just one bad thing... that is, the other party didn't like to shoot birds... Hmm...it seems that the magician on the other side has also discovered this. More and more magicians are transforming into flying birds... "Hmm... maybe in the future, when we see that the Black Winged Lord's escape factor is to turn into a flying bird and escape, it will be written into the Dead Apostles Encyclopedia?" Single-handedly forced a certain magic trick into the textbook. …… I complained slightly in my heart. Victor looked in the direction of Artluci - as the two of them were fighting, their positions had actually shifted. He did not immediately go to support Her Royal Highness the Princess. It had been delayed for several minutes anyway. Seeing that the blood moon above his head was still bright, Victor decided to take the opportunity to sweep the front battlefield. After all, even if he planned to give in, he should try his best to let Cornwall hold on for another three or four days, right? You know, his original plan was to hold out for a month! But after only a week or so, he was beaten to his doorstep. But think about it, at the beginning we only had a few thousand dead apostles and the fighting force of five ancestors, yet we were able to fight like this. I guess the Magic Association should also think about it, right? If the Dead Apostles unite, they might even be able to wipe out the Magic Association. Well, that's provided those old monsters don't interfere. But, Bao Shi Weng hasn’t expressed his opinion yet... hehe.
Victor lowered his eyes and suddenly fell into the center of the frontal troops, locking onto a member of the Burial Agency who was wreaking havoc, with murderous intent! The man shuddered slightly, and got the familiar feeling of being stared at by his leader. Turning back, he saw the man who was attacking him violently with a hideous grin! Killing intent value +50. Killing intent value +12. Killing intent value +16. …… A few hours later, Victor looked at the empty battlefield and nodded with satisfaction. Very good, the speed at which the killing intent value accumulates is not slow, especially on the battlefield. The next second, he flew towards Altuluchi's direction. I want to see to what extent you, an old man, can remain calm in the face of temptation. He passed through broken lands, tattered forests, emerald green dotted with bright red, and plains filled with ghouls and familiars fighting each other. Finally, he saw the tall figure of Altruci, as well as Barthelmero and the choir behind him. It can be seen that His Highness is already tired, but Barthelmero seems to be unyielding. In that case, let’s sleep here! Victor flipped the dagger in his hand, and in an instant he used up a lot of magic power. liberation! He roared and instantly locked onto the entangled figures in front of him. At that moment, the blood-red murderous intent was almost tangible and soared into the sky. A wave flashed by like a ripple, and the entire battlefield seemed to have turned into a blood-red hell. His figure suddenly turned into a gust of wind, the dagger turned, and blood flashed. Momentum continued to rise as murderous intent accumulated. With the infusion of magic power in his hands, Victor even had the illusion that anything in this world could kill him. It was a sick, twisted pleasure that sought to dye everything bloody. The power was very strong, and with the only bit of clarity of consciousness he had, he made a judgment on himself. But... it feels a bit like a head-on confrontation, with no chance of a sneak attack. The murderous intent of the Killing Dagger can greatly increase the lethality of his attack, but the mechanism is similar to a public announcement, blatantly exposing the existence he wants to kill to everyone! And it requires accumulation of energy. It feels like telling the other person, I'm going to kill you, please defend yourself quickly... Victor always felt a little awkward, but the attack had already been launched, so he might as well give it a try. Unscrupulously challenge the current top magician... "Huh?" Barthelmero, who was entangled with Altluchi, frowned and turned back suddenly. She saw the blood-red flowing clouds on the edge of the sky, carrying naked murderous intent towards her, and madly attacked her.
This feeling... Narubalek? At this moment, Arteluci's condition was not very good. It was not that she could not beat Barthelmero, but when both of them were helpless, the fight between the two almost became a competition of consumption. But the problem is, Victor hasn't come yet, and she hasn't prepared a blood bank, but the other party still has nearly thirty members of the choir to provide amplification. This made her look a little tired, and even her delicate little face was covered with a sharp wound, which, although harmless, destroyed the original beauty. She didn't repair the wound, which just proved a fact: she began to pay attention to her magic power balance. Yes, before they knew it, the two had been fighting for more than ten hours. Victor felt the whistling wind in his ears and ignored the oncoming hurricane without hesitation. The blood turned into the ferocious mouth of a glutton, breaking through the wind barrier and forcibly withstanding the hurricane blade. Even though his body was injured and his blood was bursting, the blood-red dagger in Victor's hand was like a rainbow piercing the sky, and it penetrated the defenses of more than 30 members of the choir all the way, forcing Barthelmero's tough pursuit of Altruci to stop and call on huge magic power to compress the air. boom! The airflow exploded like an air cannon, and Victor's body suddenly paused slightly, and his speed slowed down visibly, but the attack finally came in front of Barthemero. This time, Barthemero's solemn expression finally couldn't help but reveal a trace of surprise. She looked at Victor's eyes that were filled with madness and murderous intent under the mask, and frowned. A series of dark green magic circuits connecting her heart to the markings on her back lit up instantly, which meant that Barthelmero had overloaded his magic circuits for the first time! If this attack hits... Barthelmero extends his magic robe like a teaching stick and holds it firmly in front of him - he will die! He will definitely die! Her eyes suddenly opened, and the faint light extracted from magic burst out in her pupils. For a moment, the wind blew violently, and the endless whirlwind was compressed madly - the vacuum magic cut the space in front of her into endless space in an instant. The next moment, a clear sound spread past Victor's ears. It felt like a drop of water slowly dripping into the space in front of him. Victor felt that there was an endless resistance blocking him... "What?" Victor looked at his dagger which was getting slower and slower, and finally stopped... He looked at the other party in shock - he thought this move would not kill the other party, but he did not expect that the other party could block it without any damage! ! The green light in Barthelmero's eyes slowly faded away. A trace of fatigue flashed across her face. She closed her eyes heavily, but soon opened them again. In an instant, vacuum magic erupted again, and as the sharp cutting sound came down, a black figure flashed by with vibrating bat wings, hugged Victor and rushed into the sky. The next second, the world was silent, and the earth was once again left with a huge scar as the vacuum magic was released. "Are you okay?" In the sky, the queen-like Arteluci held Victor with a worried look on her face. Seeing this, Barthelmero frowned slightly, narrowed his eyes and said solemnly: "Why do you know the seal of Narubalek?" Narubalek is not a magician, but a distorted agent with rampant murderous intent. However, he has been blessed by the Lord and has his own holy seal. “Could it be that your principle…” Barthelmero stretched out his hand, feeling the emptiness of the magic power in his body, slightly pinched the air, feeling the remaining magic power in it, and whispered: “Can I learn some of other people’s secret techniques?” "What is that..." Hearing this, Victor did not answer the question, but stared at Barthelmero and asked, "What is that magic you used to block my attack?" "Oh? Don't you understand?" Barthomello raised his eyes and smiled, which was rare for him. He said, "The name Barthomello represents magic that is 'all-powerful'." "It is a magic system that makes the impossible possible. It has stood at the top for thousands of years and can easily realize miracles and magic." Turn the impossible into possible... Of course Victor knew this, but it was precisely because he knew this that he could not understand it, because the greatest achievement of this generation of Barthelmero was vacuum magic, which was to make the wind that could not be still become still... Wait, if the wind could be still... doesn't that also mean... that the wind could flow backwards? No, that's not right...it's clearly the difference between stillness and acceleration. In an instant, his pupils shrank, and he struggled out of Altluchi's arms, floating in the air and looking at Barthelmero deeply: "Is this the infinite resistance caused by extreme fluidity?"
As an offensive slash, it abandons fluidity and solidifies the concept of air rupture. As a defensive magic, it is to pick up the liquidity again and enhance the liquidity to the extreme? ! "It's not resistance, it's just fluidity." Hearing this, Barthelmero shook her head in self-pity. The proud girl didn't seem to intend to hide her magic skills. "You seem to like to use modern terms to describe magic. Then, using words that you can understand, anti-speed should be more appropriate." Compared with the previous state of relentless pursuit, when Barthelmero talks to the other party now, in addition to needing to calm down and confirm the other party's principles, the more important point is that she needs to recover her magic power. That's right, the magic just now consumed a lot of her magic power, and until now, she could still feel the tingling pain in her body. The reason why he didn't mind explaining the principle of the magic was because, besides not wanting to conceal it, no one else could use this magic, let alone crack it!