But no matter what, when they completely penetrate into the heart of the peninsula, they will probably discover the imbalance of power and react - this is not what Victor wants to see.
We still have to take action occasionally to show Cornwall's strength.
The bright red young moon shone above the earth, and the dark red light shone above the sea, reflecting red ripples. Suddenly, Victor, who was flying silently behind Altuluchi, suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, do ghouls and zombies have souls?"
"You seem to be asking a nonsense question. If there is no soul, why would the undead be afraid of purification?" Hearing this, Altluqi rolled her eyes and asked again: "Are you really okay? I feel like your brain is confused from exhaustion."
"Uh, that's right."
"Then can you create a sea of blood?"
"Ha, what on earth do you want to do?"
Hearing this, Victor pointed to the dimly lit horizon and the large army that was fighting in the distance and advancing slowly. In front of them, various familiars were killing everywhere under the blessing of the church rituals and sacred chanting classes with shining holy light.
"I want to make it a little more difficult for them. As a magician, I can tell you very clearly that positional warfare is all about attrition of manpower."
Victor casually condensed a small water man and said, "But the problem is that the materials we need to transform our dead apostles are humans. There is no living person in Cornwall anymore, and my water summons and clay dolls are almost garbage. Their combat effectiveness is not even as good as that of ghouls."
Every attack by the ghouls and zombies could not cause the slightest harm to the agents and the nuns.
Not to mention his half-baked summoning.
Watching the battle in the distance, even if their own troops succeeded briefly by relying on numbers, healing magic would instantly follow up and heal them - although they could be worn down by a steady stream of numbers, strengthening magic has a low consumption, not to mention that the opponent also has the support of the Magic Association's potions and magic furnaces.
The weakness of his own troops was somewhat beyond Victor's expectations, or rather, Victor did overestimate these inferior troops made up of ordinary people. This caused a slight deviation in the situation on the battlefield. Victor did not like this deviation, so he planned to add some troops, at least to play the expected role.
"But in that case, I have already released my power, wouldn't it be better to just use a big move to hit me?"
Altluqi raised her hands and said helplessly——
Hmm...too.
If the assistance of Altluchi is needed, then there is no need to waste huge amounts of magic power conversion. The Magic Association likes to use battlefield summoning to fight because large-scale magic can easily destroy the city and its own people.
But the Dead Apostles don't have such a sense of vigilance.
So, Victor thought about it and decided to rely on himself.
The Magic Association's preparations will become more sufficient over time, and although the Church's troops on the front battlefield seem to be numerous, they were assembled in just three days.
It must be only the troops in Western Europe.
But the most powerful force of the church is in the southeastern region of Europe, Britain, France and Germany in Western Europe, which is a region completely dominated by the Magic Association.
Obviously, the church still has troops hiding uselessly, or in the rear, perhaps intending to cut off Victor's retreat, but isn't Victor the same?
After the White Wing Prince has completely wiped out Austria, he will turn around and head westward from Germany. It is still unclear who will cut off whose retreat.
Counter-encirclement, or continue southward and fight all the way to the Vatican.
A switcher of all tactics, Viktor has many options.
No, it's stealing home. Cornwall is not your home.
But it would be interesting if a black flag were flying over the Vatican.
So, Victor hesitated for a moment, silently sensing the situation on the battlefield in the thick fog, looking at the sparse bloodstains on the ground, most of which were from the dead apostles and zombies...Finally, he looked indifferently at the zombies still crawling and roaring in the mountains outside.
"Then, that's all that can be done."
"Hmm?" Artluqi raised her head slightly and saw Victor gently raise his hand. As he raised his hand, the earth began to break into pieces. Pieces of ocean began to invade the earth. The slowly seeping seawater slowly rotated, forming a huge meat grinder-like existence that slowly shrank the periphery of several square kilometers outside the city... Suddenly, she understood and said in surprise:
"You intend to ..."
"I plan to make some use of the waste." Victor lowered his eyes and clenched his fists!
The next moment, tens of thousands of zombies and zombies were violently swept up by the swirling tsunami, and were completely shredded into countless pieces by the water flow and submerged in the endless green abyss.
Immediately afterwards, the huge waves subsided, and another tsunami hit. In an instant, everything within a radius of several kilometers was cleared out by Victor!
"Is it worth it?" Altluchi opened her mouth slightly. She did not have any so-called sympathy. After all, the ghouls themselves were a kind of irrational dead creatures. But in an instant, a large number of troops were missing. The visual impact made her mouth twitch slightly, and she felt a little distressed.
“What can I do?” Victor let go of his hand, and let it hang down indifferently, saying helplessly: “If it weren’t for the fact that I lost the entire ghost army in order to win over the Black Wing Prince, there would be almost no summoners among the other ancestors…”
"I wouldn't resort to such a desperate measure."
In the endless sea, along with the swallowing of the zombies, dark green spirits appeared on the sea surface.
"At least they have become immortal ghosts, which are much more useful than those ghouls." Victor said bluntly: "My magic power can be used to bless them. Although they can still be purified, the people killed by them..."
Those buried in Brad's sea will eventually be assimilated into his ghosts and fight for him. As long as the ghosts use numbers to kill an agent, it means.
An agent-level combat force joined the ghost army.
……
On the other side, as night fell, the night light shone and the crimson fell again.
Between the mountains and woods, Aozaki Touko, with bandages wrapped around his body, quickly jumped off a rock and headed towards the plains.
She had to retreat as soon as possible.
Although it felt great to take revenge on Victor and defeat an ancestor single-handedly, Aozaki Touko, who was also a puppeteer, knew very well that this was not as simple as just defeating the opponent.
She was essentially asking for the life of a puppeteer!
In fact, she felt very distressed as well.
Because that doll that can perfectly display her strength is also the result of her hard work over the past few years.
However, compared with the Doll City that the other party spent decades and billions of materials to build, it was definitely a huge profit!
It’s just… it’s fun to make a lot of money, but it’s a waste of time to escape from the crematorium!
run! Run quickly!
However, just as he jumped off another stone, a faint moonlight fell, accompanied by a gentle voice, causing her body to suddenly stiffen in place.
"Aozaki Touko, you don't want to..."
"Will you be tied up and sent to Feim?"
127. Fu Fu: You call this an emergency at the front?
A drop of cold sweat slowly appeared on Aozaki Touko's forehead.
She actually thought that when she was exposed to Victor, he would most likely come looking for her.
But she didn't expect it to happen so soon.
Before she took action, she had actually made inquiries, and there were already six monarchs who had come to the battlefield, and among them, those who participated in the battlefield attack included El-Melloi, Euripides and her own teacher.
In addition, Barthelmero and Gaius Order are also actively preparing.
In this situation, as the ancestor of the universe, Victor shouldn't focus on his own little self, right?
What she didn't know was that if she didn't take into account the scientific research monarchs and compared them with top players like Barthelmero, the monarch's strength would be a bit difficult for Victor to compete with.
Although it was indeed unworthy for a patriarch to spare some energy to deal with such a scout in this war, it was just right for Victor.
"You probably don't have much magic power left now."
Victor's light words completely extinguished Aozaki Touko's thought of running away.
She is her true self now.
If she died, she would really die. Thousands of thoughts flashed through her mind. Considering that she came to this battlefield to confirm whether Victor was Leviathan as she guessed, another thought was whether she could use Victor to find another way out for herself.
She didn't feel much of a sense of belonging to the Clock Tower, and didn't mind helping a Dead Apostle.
She is a complete and qualified magician.
And in Misaki City, it was Victor who stopped Aozaki Aoko and suggested letting her live.
Although he made her sign a humiliating treaty, it was clear that Victor needed her in some way, judging from the fact that he made her owe him a request.
This is one of her few strengths.
So she continued coldly: "What do you want."
"There's something I need your help with." Hearing this, Victor smiled and said that he didn't need to pull any strings when talking to Aozaki Touko because there was a contract between them.
"Have you heard of the Heroic Spirit?"
Victor wasted no time and said directly: "I need you to help make a doll, a doll that can hold the Heroic Spirit, preferably one that can perfectly exert her performance."
"Heroic Spirit..." Aozaki Aoko narrowed her eyes slightly and was stunned for a moment, then sneered and said: "Do you know what you are talking about?"
To be precise, the Heroic Spirit is not a product of "magic" but information recorded in the spring. Even if one attempts to summon the consciousness of the Heroic Spirit to possess the God, that in itself is a "return" rather than a "distortion."
This is why, using necromancy to summon servants, even projections, is a very difficult task. Before the Holy Grail War was established, there were very few people in the entire era of magic who could successfully summon or even possess.
And now he wants her to create a doll that can hold a heroic spirit?
What a joke!
Even if someone praised her as the best puppeteer in the magic world today, Aozaki Touko would admit it without hesitation and with great confidence.
But even so, accommodating heroic spirits?
Pour out the garbage!
"It's just a projection, otherwise you wouldn't need to make a shell." Hearing this, Victor smiled and said, "I don't ask you to use its full strength, just adaptability."
Anyway, when necessary, Saber can leave her body and fight.
"I know this is a challenge for you now, but isn't this your research direction? It's a good subject for practice, isn't it?"
Victor smiled and said something that touched Aozaki Touko's heart: "I can let go of your actions against Feim, and even protect you from the furious Feim, and won't let him cause trouble for you."
"Otherwise, an ancient ancestor wants to hunt you down... You don't think Feim really knows nothing but puppets, do you?"
Fim's shadow magic called "Abyss" is a secret technique inherited from the Age of Gods, and even Altluchi cannot see through it.
Aozaki Touko remained silent. After calculating, she destroyed a puppet in Feim's city and rebuilt the supply line. These military achievements were enough for her to inherit a rubbish magic family. But it would always be a good thing if she could continue to be active on the battlefield.
Most importantly, because of the contract, she couldn't refuse!
"Aldrich, help me get Aldrich's magic mark. It's not a difficult task for you." She suddenly said.
"Oh?"
Victor was slightly stunned, then suddenly laughed: "I see, I almost forgot about that."
"You who didn't inherit the seal of the Aozaki family, what is your biggest trouble now——"
"Yes, of course." Victor said as a matter of course: "But orange."
Victor kindly reminded him, "Even if you accumulate enough military merits and inherit the magic seal, it can only buy you a few years of breathing time."
"You know the nature of the Magic Association better than I do. Unless you are from a famous family, otherwise..."
You can't protect your talent at all.
Victor smiled and shook his head slightly. The reason why Aozaki Touko was sealed was not just because of the problem of magic engraving.
Moreover, in the future, when she was pursuing adaptability and prototype dolls, she discovered the technology to make dolls that were exactly the same as herself. This surpassed the absolute law that could not be broken even in the Middle Ages, the heyday of magic, "Even if you create a doll that surpasses humans, you can't create something identical to a human."
It’s just like your clever little brain suddenly discovers one day that its ability can break through "Newton's Laws" and not follow the laws of physics.
When scientists all over the world want to study you——
This is the designated seal.
Technology is not open to the public in the magic world according to its principles. However, when your technology reaches a certain level, they have plenty of ways to make you make it public.
"Humph." Aozaki Touko didn't continue discussing this topic. She snorted coldly and said simply: "To make an adaptive doll, you need to bring the projection to me."
"Of course, I will visit you in the Clock Tower soon."
Do you dare to come to the Clock Tower?
Aozaki Touko was confused and just wanted to ask, she saw Victor turned around and said, "Aozaki Touko."
"If one day, the human world can no longer accommodate you."
He smiled, floated into the sky, and suddenly left.
"Then, on behalf of the Dead Apostles, I will always welcome you to join us—"
"..."
The moonlight was dim, and only Aozaki Touko was left, clenching her fists.
……
