Get stronger from the type month

Chapter 195

The woman waving the holy flag walked out slowly, exuding pure faith on her body, and the white light shrouded every soldier, healing the pain!

"Joan... is Joan! The real Joan of Arc!"

A veteran who had experienced many battles burst into tears on the spot. He couldn't even hold the weapon in his hand steadily, and it fell to the ground with a thud.

At this moment, every French soldier had incredible expressions on his face. This kind of aura was simply two extremes with the evil Dragon Witch!
"what!!!"

The appearance of Joan of Arc made every soldier seem to ignite the blood in his heart, the hand holding the weapon became firmer, and all the fear on the face dissipated.

The group of monsters that had already shown an advantage were suddenly suppressed, and even the flying dragons in the air couldn't stop them, so they could only choose to spit out dragon flames.

"drink!"

Joan of Arc stepped out in front of the flying dragon, while waving the holy flag, blocked the dragon's flames, pierced the dragon's neck along the throat, and the dragon's blood sprayed out along with the mournful cry.

boom!
The Wyvern's eyes lost their light and fell to the ground. This move undoubtedly brought greater spiritual support to the soldiers and sent out a warm battle cry.

Little stars had already appeared in Mash's eyes, she could feel that this girl was also a follower, and her appearance made the French soldiers feel like a god.

"Jeanne?"

Fujimaru Tachika clenched his fists, he had already guessed the true identity of this new follower, but... this one was executed not long ago?
According to the words of the captain, Joan of Arc, who was executed, returned again, drove the dragon to kill Charles VII, and brought the flame of revenge, burning the entire Orleans!
If these are all true, how can the Joan of Arc in front of her explain it?Could it be that there are two Jeans of Arc in this singularity! ?
Although there are many doubts in his heart now, he can only hope that this battle will end as soon as possible. He has observed the battle on Ai Luo's side from the fortress.

"Mash, go and block that Archer, don't let her interfere with the battle situation, I will strengthen you with a command spell!"

Fujimaru Tachika looked at the battle situation and thought for a moment, then issued a new combat order to Matthew.

The green-haired heroic spirit has been watching over there, and Fujimaru Tachika can't rest assured that such a threatening existence is staring at this place.

If it hadn't been for Senior Ai Luo's shot, even Mash's treasures couldn't block all the treasures that were thrown just now, only a part of the soldiers could be saved.

The rest of the people and the fortress they are in will be reduced to ashes in the attack of the arrow rain!

"Understood, Master!"

Using the back of the shield to shoot a sea monster to death, Mash also received an order from Fujimaru Tachika, looked around, and immediately locked on to the green-haired archer over there.

Under the leadership of Joan of Arc, the French soldiers had completely suppressed the strange sea, and Matthew also left with confidence to find the green-haired archer.

At the same time, in the quiet forest.

Artoria successfully found the assassin, and when she saw the bloody woman in front of her, she had a displeased expression on her face.

"You...why do you look so similar to her? No, but in the final analysis, you are not her, but this sweet breath, your blood is worth tasting!"

Camilla stepped out of the shadows and felt a little strange looking at Artoria's appearance, which was a bit too similar!
But soon she knew that the two were not the same person. Compared with the Dragon Witch, the blood of the unknown heroic spirit in front of her was obviously more attractive.

"If you want to taste my blood, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

Artoria sneered, even if she didn't have Avalon or Holy Lance, she was the strongest in hand-to-hand combat!

Coupled with the advantages of continuous firing of treasures and unlimited magic power, Arturia can crush most of the top heroic spirits without counting BUG treasures.

Without a little extra nonsense, the sword of the vowed victory was drawn out of its sheath, and instantly slashed at Camilla with a black and red light, and the wind pressure brought by it caused the trees and grass to shake continuously.

Sensing the threat posed by the sword, Camilla immediately dodged as soon as her expression changed. The big sword fell hard to the ground, and spider web-like cracks continued to spread out, forming a huge deep pit.

"Hey, wasn't the big talk just now very good? Why have you become so fragile now, don't die, assassin!"

Arturia picked up the great sword again, golden light flashed in her pupils, the magic power on her body began to surge continuously, and the strong wind continued to gather.

As Ailuo's temporary owner, Artoria said that she was in a hurry, otherwise this exclusive enjoyment would become shared sooner or later!
This feeling that only the subject can enjoy, I must cherish it to the end!At least... get that done!

"The humble king's hammer, reverse the sun!"

The sword of the vowed victory exudes dazzling light, and the whole world is rendered by ominous magic power, black and red are constantly intertwined, and the sword light rolls around the storm and keeps churning.

There was a crazy smile on the corner of Artoria's mouth. How could she just become aloof when she was polluted by black mud? That evil is enough to destroy anyone!

And Gao Leng is just a disguise to face him!

"Madman...you are such a lunatic!!"

Camilla's face was terrified, even if the strong wind tore her skin, she didn't care about dealing with her injuries. At this moment, she was stunned by Artoria's actions.

In a normal fight between heroic spirits, it doesn't mean that they will force their opponents first, then have a hearty hand-to-hand combat, and then talk about the philosophy of life, and finally the treasures.

This lunatic... just slashes out the sword and releases the Noble Phantasm!Don't treasures cost money?
"Sword of Promised Victory!"

The sword light swept across the ground, roaring and wantonly destroying everything in front of it, whether it was a tall tree or a hard boulder, they were all torn to pieces.

A moment later, huge scorched marks were left in the forest, Artoria sighed softly, and let the guy run away.

But there is no way, this is a forced transfer, and after glancing at the night sky, she quickly retracted her sword and rushed back.

On the battlefield, the sea monsters and skeleton soldiers had been completely killed, and the remaining dozen or so bipedal dragons quickly fled. Joan stepped on the pile of corpses of several flying dragons, looking at the soldiers who were seriously damaged in battle, Pray silently.

"Tsk... an unreliable assassin."

Atalanta just looked at the moon, even though Mash just stood behind her, she didn't care, her task was just to release the treasure.

Upon receiving the news of the retreat, she also left directly as a spirit son, as if Matthew was just air in her eyes.

Matthew: Meow meow? ? ?

Seeing the green-haired archer running away without even paying attention to him, Matthew suddenly felt that he seemed redundant.

(End of this chapter)