Get stronger from the type month

Chapter 218 Total War
On the way of the army, Ai Luo suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Orleans.

The magic power full of "evil" gathered over Orleans. The sky was extremely gloomy, with faint red lightning appearing in the clouds, and the roar was endless.

"This power, it seems that the enemy we need to face is very strong! And... this seems to be Fafnir's power, and it seems to be a little different!"

The expression on Siegfried's face changed. To him, the power of this evil dragon was all too familiar to him, but why was there a magical power he was not familiar with in the clouds?
No... It can't be said that he is not familiar with it. If Fafnir's power is 10%, then there are at least [-]% here, and the remaining three floors do not belong to this world.

Joan of Arc and Martha looked at each other, and immediately took out the sacred banner and the cross that exuded pure light, and the feathers floated down from the air and landed on the bodies of everyone in the army.

In an instant, a warm feeling gushed out from the inside of the body, as if the physical exhaustion from fighting for an unknown amount of time had disappeared at this moment.

"The Lord's blessing will surely accompany you!"

Joan also opened her mouth to encourage everyone. If these ordinary people encounter the ominous magic power over Orleans, at least they will end up suffering from injuries.

In severe cases, you may die on the spot, which is somewhat similar to a curse. This layer of protection can help everyone resist the erosion of this force.

"Mr. Ai Luo, I have read in the book that the entanglement of evil will surely give birth to a new extreme evil. If I am not mistaken... Maybe the Dragon Witch has really become the Dragon Witch!"

"It doesn't mean it literally, but it's a real dragon witch with the largest spirit foundation! You have a pure collection of beliefs in your body, if in the end..."

St. George probably came to Ailuo a few steps behind. He could feel that the strongest of these people was the weak-looking Ailuo.

Not only because of the unspeakably huge power of faith in him, but also because of the mystery that entangles him far beyond himself.

Perhaps it can be understood as the revelation of the Lord. In terms of this belief, St. George has the highest order in many denominations and is the existence of the three holy persons.

The legend of the Virgin Mary, St. Peter, and St. Paul, martyred with their own bodies is the final sublimation of his life!
"I see, I will take out that treasure if necessary."

Ai Luo nodded. He knew what St. George meant. Speaking of which, that damn guy Merlin helped him get it. Simply put, it was dream control.

Although the method is a bit shameful, the effect is still very good!

Soon, the army marched to Orleans, the roar of the dragon came from above the clouds, and the dense thunder and lightning split from the sky in a net shape.

"Everyone, please block the attack!"

Joan of Arc waved the holy flag, and the followers also jumped up from the army formation, each using their means to block the thunder.

Siegfried and Artoria were the first to bear the brunt of the attack, slashing out the dazzling sword light to instantly scatter the thunderbolts, and turned around to continue blocking other thunderbolts.

"Matthew, pay attention to the air! Go and stop them!"

At this moment, Fujimaru Tateka noticed something was wrong on the cloud layer, the dark moving cloud was completely prepared to block the Wyvern.

boom! ! !
Just looking up, I saw that the wyverns began to spit out a large number of fireballs, falling from the air like cannonballs!

If all of them hit the army formation, the casualties would be very serious. Even if they started to run away now, they would not be able to avoid the entire attack range.

"Imaginary Noble Phantasm, it seems to unfold!"

Mash also opened the treasure immediately, and the fireballs bombarded Mash's treasure continuously, and the explosions continued. The power of one piece was very small, and it might not work.

But there were hundreds of fireballs overhead, and the wyverns hadn't stopped, continuing to charge up and spew out fireballs.

"It seems that there is no way to solve it all at once!"

Siegfried held the big sword tightly. He had just recovered his strength and just wanted to find an enemy to practice his skills. In this case, let's take this group of annoying dragons first.

The ether gushes out from the blue gemstone inlaid on the hilt and gathers on Siegfried, where the azure magic power begins to continuously transform into dusk color.

"The evil dragon has fallen, and the world is approaching dusk!"

"Shoot you down!"

"Fantasy Great Sword, Heavenly Demon Lost Fall!!"

The dusk-colored magical power became more violent, and under Siegfried's control, it was all compressed on the sword body. With a deafening sound, the sword light rising from the ground invaded every corner of the line of sight!
Following the violent explosion above the cloud layer, the dark cloud was briefly dispersed, and the long-lost sunlight shone on the earth.

"My compatriots, with Joan of Arc with us, and with the help of people from other places, we will surely win this battle!"

"We must win! We must win!"

Seeing this, Gildera immediately began to mobilize his morale. With Joan of Arc as the spiritual support and the strong strength of the followers, the soldiers could fight without hesitation.

Boom! ! ! !

On the distant horizon, the vibration became stronger from far to near.

Guildre's expression became serious, and he drew out the sword at his waist and began to give orders.

"Prepare the artillery, give me all your ammunition to shoot out hard, the infantry is in formation, ready to meet the enemy's impact, and the archers replenish the artillery attack interval!"

The artillery at the rear of the troops began to adjust their direction, and a group of black monsters appeared from the other side of the horizon, roaring loudly and rushing over.

boom! ! ! !

A salvo of artillery fire fell on the group of monsters and caused considerable damage. These mass products produced in a hurry were not as scary as imagined.

For a moment, flesh and blood splattered, the monster's wailing sound spread over the plain, and blood of various colors flowed on the ground.

After firing a round, the artillery unit began to reload the shells and clean up the impurities in the barrel by the way, otherwise it would affect the accuracy of the next shot.

"Archers ready! Get on the rocket!"

Gildrey had a good control of the situation, and at the moment when the artillery attack interval started, he directed the archers to go up quickly.

Draw the bow, shoot the arrow, ignite the fire, wrap the front end of the arrow with flammable materials, and ignite it with the fire pocket that you carry with you. The power of the arrow in this state will become more powerful.

The rockets that landed on the plain began to spread, and the flames had enough combustibles, which could not stop this burning trend at all.

"Let me help everyone!"

Ai Luo looked up at the sun in the sky, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Stretch out your palm, the thin wind keeps spinning in your palm, and then begins to expand rapidly, forming a small storm tens of meters high.

"The wind helps the fire, let this fire burn the evil!"

(End of this chapter)