There are many factors that determine the strength of Xingyue's servants, but the most important one is the master's magic power.

For example, King Arthur.

As a model worker in the Holy Grail War, he appeared in the fourth and fifth battles and in different versions. Each time the master was different, and his strength performance was also very different.

The weakest one is naturally Shirou's servant, fighting Hercules in the cemetery, destroying flowers and plants; the most powerful one is naturally the blackened state with Sakura as the master, and the curry cannon is used as a small skill, destroying the power.

Heaven destroys earth.

It can be said that the strength of the magic power determines the fundamental strength of the servant.

At this moment, Vlad III simply overflowed a little bit of magic power because his magic power was too powerful, causing the same destruction as the magic power released before.

His power at this moment is visible to the naked eye.

Even Dracula has to admit that this has far surpassed himself.

However, Dracula remained calm.

He smiled calmly and said: "Generally speaking, mages use sacrifices to directly perform magic. This is the first time I see you storing and using the energy gained from sacrificing lives.

After all, this is a disposable thing."

After sacrificing a life, a part of the energy of that life will be obtained.

But this kind of energy is like duckweed without roots.

Once you've used it, it's gone.

If you want to continue to obtain it, you must sacrifice it again.

Therefore, most mages, even dark wizards, will not use this extremely inconvenient method of casting spells. They will only do this unless they are using large-scale magic or rituals that require a lot of special energy.

Vlad III naturally understood the implication of Dracula's words and said confidently: "Before I use up this magic power, it will be enough to kill you!"

"Yeah?"

"I'm looking forward to it!"

Dracula was not afraid at all and was equally confident.

Seeing this, Vlad III said no more, raised his gun and pointed it, the light of the gun broke through the air waves, like a giant dragon flying.

Before Dracula could react, he flew out, smashing five or six houses along the way.

When he was about to hit the seventh building, Dracula prepared to transform his own material into blood to relieve the force.

Unexpectedly, dense piles came like rain.

Puff puff puff...

The stakes were inserted all over his body, and the pain made it difficult for his body to transform. After being driven through several houses, he was nailed to the wall on the other side.

"It's so fast!"

Dracula opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

The next second, dense piles erupted from his body, like open sea urchins.

"Will being hit by a stake generate more stakes from the body?" Dracula lowered his head and looked at the stakes bursting out of the body, and couldn't help but laugh, "This kind of move can really kill a human in one hit.

.But it’s a pity that your opponent now is me!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he transformed into a sky full of blood bats and flew into the sky, and then regrouped into a human being not far away, with a look of disdain on his face, "It's just a pile of piles that burst out with the heart as the center, it's no big deal."

Dracula, as the King of Vampires.

Even if his head is filled with holy silver and his heart is pierced by a cross, he will not die, let alone a move that uses the heart as the core to stab outwards.

"Is there really absolute immortality in this world?"

Vlad III's voice followed closely, and faster than the voice was the spear drawn horizontally. The magic power wrapped in it was extremely terrifying, enough to collapse a mountain.

Bang!

Dracula's head collapsed like a watermelon.

But the next second, the splashed blood and debris were restored as if time was flowing backwards.

"Nature does not exist!"

Dracula replied.

"That's no problem!"

Vlad III was so confident that he pierced Dracula's mouth with his spear and penetrated his head.

More piles erupted in the brain.

Dracula died instantly and was resurrected instantly. But the stake that penetrated his head was still there. As soon as he was resurrected, he died instantly again, and then he was resurrected again.

Repeatedly, Dracula was in great pain.

He stretched out his hands to pull out the stake, but he saw Vlad III's spear stabbing at his hands and feet.

Puff puff puff!!!

Flowers of blood spattered, and more stakes sprouted from his hands and feet.

These stakes prevent the arms and legs from bending. If you try to move with force, you will only be penetrated by the stakes on both sides.

Originally, a little pain was nothing.

Dracula has lived for more than a thousand years and has never experienced anything. A little pain of flesh and blood is nothing.

But he was in a state of instantaneous death and resurrection. Every time he tried to endure the pain and exert force, he would die and his outstretched hand would automatically lower itself.

You have to start over again after resurrection.

The same goes for casting magic. You will die on the spot before you can finish casting the spell.

You have to start over again after resurrection.

He was generalized and has been in the cycle of life and death.

But even so, Vlad III was not at ease.

He pierced Dracula's heart with a spear, then stood up high, making him unable to use his strength, and then he relaxed.

"Sometimes, not dying is also torture."

Vlad III said calmly: "Do you want to enjoy the pain of reincarnation of life and death forever, or do you want to tell me how to kill you?"

"Kill...me?"

"hehe……"

"My immortality...is absolute...even myself...can't kill me!"

"Then just enjoy it slowly, I'm not in a hurry!"

After Vlad III finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged on the ground and re-stored his magic power. He did not forget that there was still Akkado to deal with.

As the saying goes, Cao Cao is here.

Vlad III had just re-stored his magic power, and a mighty sea of ​​​​blood jumped up. Like a flood, it instantly submerged the city of Dracula, and even the outside of the city was half submerged in blood.

Of course, what is frightening is the dense army of undead.

In front of the TV.

The people watching the live broadcast had just recovered from the torture of Dracula by Vlad III. Seeing such a big scene at this moment, people with poor psychological quality fainted on the spot. Even some timid ones

The guy also became trembling and trembling all over.

This, what is this!?

A natural disaster of the undead?

Just as the audience was horrified, the blood faded away, leaving only the undead wailing all over the place. They surrounded Vlad III and Dracula, making various threats, but nothing further happened.

Vlad III couldn't help but snorted, "Are you planning to win over me by scaring a child?"

As soon as the voice fell, the undead spirits separated automatically.

Accardo walked out slowly on his tall horse.

Seeing Accardo dressed as a lord, Vlad III was stunned, and the audience in front of the TV were also stunned.

This costume is very similar to the historical portrait of Vlad III.

Could it be that this is another Dracula? (Viewer's perspective)
Chapter completed!