"—Tonight, the Grim Reaper will appear!"
The prophecy was delivered to Rubare three hours before Orange and others appeared.
The world of the Dead Apostles is not monolithic, and the struggles between them are more intense than those between humans. On the one hand, it is because most of them are transformed from humans and still retain the bad qualities of humans, and on the other hand, it is because life is too long and they need to find something to pass the time.
The reason why the circle of Dead Apostles who repeatedly kill and destroy each other still exists is because there is a professional prophet. According to legend, she often predicts the death of the Dead Apostles, so that they can secretly create their own successors. It is unknown whether the restraining force is intentionally suppressing the Dead Apostles. It is extremely rare for Dead Apostles to have the ability to predict, and there is only this one who can peek into the long river of fate.
Putting the notice in front of him, Lubarre smiled.
I see. I must be careful with those women sneaking around the lake. If I am not careful, I may be wiped out. But this is not an inevitable death. I have to say that the rumored rose prophecy is not always accurate.
Given the preparedness, Lubare didn't think that he would be the one to be wiped out.
After Lubarre had his beloved sons prepare the treat, he came to the spire at the highest point of the castle, where his trump card was hidden, and it was also the foundation of his survival.
However, if he wants to use the secret treasure, he has to wait until that group of strange women rush in.
Standing on the top of the spire, Rubare synchronized his senses with the barrier, and looked across the barrier of space at the battle on the lake. The familiar army that served as the first line of defense there had been consumed by more than half, but still could not stop the attack of the strange puppet.
The most trusted follower of "Lord White Wing", the "Dead Apostle of the Lake" who had lived for more than 500 years, thought for a moment and issued an order to his descendants.
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On the lake surrounding the castle, the fighter plane Kirihui was still killing people everywhere, and the sounds coming out of its mouth became more and more ambiguous.
"Oh la oh la oh la—crazy lightning!"
The technological light born from Tesla, the father of alternating current, illuminated the entire lake and also tore apart the dim space that had turned into an alien world.
This is the most powerful weapon on the fighter plane Hitogiri. It is a lightning-type pseudo-anti-military treasure created by combining the precious magic device "Magic Furnace" that Shinji had finally obtained from the Clock Tower and the only one in the Matou family with a small power generation equipment.
Since it has been rated as a Noble Phantasm, you can imagine the power of this move "Wild Lightning". Once this move was used, half of the remaining 500 flying familiars were directly turned into charcoal, and the other half of the birds that escaped the direct attack could not escape the fate of being stiffened and falling vertically. With one strike, the "dark cloud" disappeared, and only one in ten of the familiars survived.
The naked fighter's outer armor automatically flipped open, releasing a cooling solution that turned into steam due to the excessive heat inside.
"Is that all? How boring! Is there anything more powerful?"
Pure electronic synthesized sounds permeate the mist and resound through the heaven and earth, which is out of tune with this magical castle.
Wuhui, whose vision was blocked by the fog, did not notice that two inconspicuous black shadows emerged from the watchtower in the corner of the castle, and quickly rushed to Wuhui's feet with the cover of the shadows and the remaining familiars.
By the time Fujino, who had been staring at Kirie, realized something was wrong, it was too late.
The murderous intent came with the reminder "Wuhui, watch out behind you."
The dead apostle with pale complexion and red eyes slapped Wu Hui's head with a claw, and the force was strong enough to crush the hardest skull of an ordinary person. Fortunately, the fighter's body was made of alloy, and the defense was far greater than that of the human body, so he was not damaged by the sudden claw. But even so, Wu Hui could not maintain her suspension, and fell to the lake with a scream.
Under the smooth lake surface, another dead apostle was already waiting. This was a different world created by the Lubare faction. The lake water here had long stopped flowing and would not hinder the vampire's actions.
The moment Wu Hui fell, another Dead Apostle broke through the water, using his hands, feet, mouth and teeth to launch a violent attack on Wu Hui. Judging from his simple and clean movements, this Dead Apostle was undoubtedly a master of close combat.
"Don't underestimate me!"
A gorgeous orange color spread between the fingers and palms, and the rapidly rising temperature broke through the weapon and slapped towards the body of the dead apostle amid Wuhui's roar.
"Flame Palm!"
The dead apostle's face remained unchanged under the high temperature, just like the lake beneath his feet. There was no fancy movement, no sound, just a casual push and pull, and Wu Hui's "Flame Palm" was taken away. Then the dead apostle kicked the fighter out without hesitation, kicking him several meters away.
On Wuhui's flight path, the dead apostle who had launched a sneak attack earlier had been waiting for a long time. Upon seeing Wuhui coming, he immediately launched a new round of fierce attack.
Fortunately, Orange used the best materials when building the fighter Wu Hui, otherwise these two rounds of attacks alone would be enough to destroy Wu Hui's new body. However, this is not due to the defects of the puppet itself. Orange considered it very carefully when designing the puppet. The problem lies with the person who manipulates the puppet.
Wuhui has a serious lack of combat experience. When facing a mob, she can still rely on her performance and weapons to crush them, but when she encounters a high-level opponent, she will be in a dilemma where she cannot use her strength.
"Sakura, Fujino, teach Kirie more about this when you go back." Orange, who noticed the problem, ordered.
"Okay, Sister Orange."
"Yes, teacher. What should we do now? Do you want me to support Kirie-san?"
Fujino's attack range is within her sight. As long as she wants, she can twist the two dead apostles into a ball at any time.
Orange looked at the broken city gate, then looked at Wuhui who had turned into a sandbag, and nodded: "Leave it to you, Loreleija, prepare to annihilate the enemy's reinforcements!"
"learn!"
The moment the words fell, the two dead apostles who were besieging Wuhui began to twist without warning, with their waists as the center of the circle and their heads and feet as the axis, twisting into a horrible shape. Fragments of internal organs and broken blood oozed out of their bodies that could not withstand the twisting force, which made people's scalps numb.
Having seen the "Twisted Mystic Eyes" once, Wuhui had developed a certain resistance to the scene before her. She suppressed the nausea that welled up from the depths of her soul, turned on the flamethrower in her mouth, and used the powerful firepower to reduce the two dead apostles to ashes.
Before taking action, each girl did detailed research and knew that the Dead Apostles had strong recovery abilities and that only by burning them to ashes could they be sure of their death.
At the same time that Wuhui was burning the Dead Apostles, the second wave of Dead Apostles that Orange had expected flew out from the broken city gate.
Loreleija, who was well prepared, walked onto the lake with an elegant yet dignified step, and raised her slender wrist slightly.
The girl's magic circuit roared silently, and a vacuum magic wider than the city gate pierced through. The second wave of reinforcements was easily cut off by the aloof queen.
Seeing this, Orange raised his hands and released the "FEHU" rune that he had prepared long ago, burning the scattered dead apostles with the power of the primordial fire.
In the rain of fire, Orange pointed forward and gave orders to everyone.
"Into the city!"
PS: Let's forget about "Dead Apostle of the Lake", "Knight of Lake Light" and his troops would be worth watching.