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Chapter 222 Crusade
The skeletal armor on the Dragon Witch's body shattered into huge openings, and Joan of Arc at the center of Fafnir's chest also exposed her own body.

Seeing the opportunity in front of his eyes, Ai Luo immediately controlled the spirit gun to float in front of him, and began to bloom the ultimate seven-color streamer.

"Back to nothing, wrath from vengeance."

Slowly opening his hand, the huge magic power emitted by the spirit gun was compressed to the tip of the gun at this moment, and it contained a terrifying power enough to destroy a small city, projected out.

The next moment, the sky became cloudless, the lava on the ground was completely extinguished in an instant, and dazzling light burst out from under Fafnir's body.

Boom! ! !
The huge black-red mushroom cloud shot straight into the sky, and the shock wave it caused swept across tens of miles, and the entire ground became fragmented, as if it had been hit by a meteorite, without any life.

After several minutes, the aftermath slowly dissipated.

Accompanied by the pungent smell of smoke and dust, Siegfried and Joan of Arc crawled out of the ground with difficulty. Although they looked extremely embarrassed, they were fine.

"finished?"

"ended!"

Looking at the surface, which has been almost redecorated, Joan of Arc subconsciously asked.

Siegfried glanced around, but he didn't find Ailuo here, but he could feel that the aura belonging to Fafnir had disappeared.

"Let's go back and help other people now. It looks like that guy is going to trouble Jill."

Joan of Arc thought about it carefully, and quickly guessed why Ai Luo disappeared, who was the culprit who caused all this, they have not forgotten.

It's just that the Dragon Witch is not finished. As long as Gildre is still there, he is fully capable of starting another battle like this.

"Then let's go, this singularity should end soon."

Siegfried looked up at the sky, the white light band visible to the naked eye had become unclear, obviously their actions played a role.

All that is left is finishing work, to deal with those blackened servants and wyverns, to clear out all the monsters, and to get rid of Gildre completely.

Now that Gildrey has been chased by Ai Luo, Siegfried will not feel worried, but feels a little pity for him, and dares to provoke this monster.

After summing up, Siegfried and Joan of Arc also quickly moved away from the Prison City. No new life would be born here for a hundred years, and the land was destroyed in disgrace.

Fortunately, this is not the real France, otherwise Joan would have wanted to settle accounts with Ai Luo!
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in dark space.

Ai Luo walked here with Joan of Arc in his arms, and Fafnir, who was less than the size of a palm, lay on his shoulders as if he had lost his soul, walking in this area without any breath of life.

"Where is Gildera hiding?"

Searching while walking, Ai Luo was forcibly dragged to this place by an inexplicable force after breaking through the dragon body of Black Joan of Arc.

Judging from Joan of Arc's confession before she fell into a coma, this should be Gilderrey's last means of saving his life, as long as he is found, everything will end.

"You wicked man, why did you take Joan of Arc from me? Is this the punishment God brought us!"

Gildre knew that he couldn't hide for long, and he even felt that Ai Luo was fully capable of breaking the alien space isolated by the barrier.

To be able to defeat the Dragon Witch that I carefully crafted, the strength of the person in front of me is so strong that I can't touch it, and there is no way to save this doomed situation.

"Unlock Hei Zhen's consciousness quickly, so that I can give you some time to complain."

Instead of answering the already neurotic Gildre, Ai Luo asked him to quickly untie the imprisoned self-consciousness of Joan of Arc.

In order to be able to better control the Dragon Witch, Gildrey imprisoned Fafnir and Joan of Arc's self-awareness deep in his heart, and the remaining body could not resist any of his orders at all.

After thinking for a moment, Gildre unfolded the Luoyan City textbook, and a steady stream of black energy gushed out from Black Joan and Fafnir, and was retracted into the book.

Soon, Joan of Arc gradually woke up, her mind was still a little empty, and it took a while for her sight to regain focus.

Fafnir has also regained his self-awareness, but his body has been broken up by Ai Luo, so he can only maintain the appearance of this figure.

"Jill, you bloody bastard!"

As the memory slowly recovered, Joan of Arc also remembered the good deeds that Gilderrey had done, that he would join forces with other servants to attack him unexpectedly.

At that time, Joan of Arc hadn't planned to kill them, but was stunned by a wave of targeted bombing by clusters of treasures, and finally missed and captured.

"Saint, I did all this for you! The guy behind you took your revenge on France with just one kiss!"

"This goes against our original intention. Could it be that taking revenge on France is so fragile in the face of that worthless love?"

There were tears of pain in Gildre's eyes. He thought he would be praised by the saint, but he didn't expect that the war he carefully planned would end in such a ridiculous way.

In order not to let so many careful preparations come to naught, he had no choice but to use this method, intending to exchange the destruction of France for the forgiveness of the saint.

"Jill, it seems that you don't understand the true meaning of revenge I mentioned, not to mention... I am not the real Joan of Arc, but just a prosthesis created by you to satisfy your selfish desires."

"During the period of merging with the Holy Grail, although my consciousness was trapped, the birth of everything was recorded by the Holy Grail, and the truth came out."

Black Joan's words exploded in Gilderrey's ears. It turned out...it was her own operation that made her understand the truth.

A saint has no opposite, no matter it is the future or the past, it will not appear. The so-called opposite of Joan of Arc is nonsense at all, and he is a completely different individual from Joan of Arc.

"It seems that the punishment of the gods has come, holy lady... no matter when, my belief will never change. If there is a god, then let me bear all the punishments alone!"

There was a look of determination on Gildrey's face, controlling Joan of Arc was the next strategy, and his own beliefs would never change.

There was a palpitating magical power emanating from the Luoyan city textbook, and with the crisp shattering sound, Gildre directly manipulated the magical power to shatter his chest.

This scene not only stunned Joan of Arc, but even Ai Luo was stupefied, good guy... committed suicide while chatting?
"All the casualties and crimes caused by France will be punished by me alone! Jeanne... go and pursue your own happiness!"

(End of this chapter)