Black-haired Knight King of Chaldea

Chapter 298 Pursuit
"Tsk, which batch is this?"

Mordred was speechless, and spit on the lying dragon corpse.She turned Clarent upside down in her hand, pointed her sword at the deadly neck of the flying dragon, and stabbed it hard, blood gushed out with howling, splashed on her armor, and fainted an irregular red.

"Seventh, or eighth?"

The same is true for Sakata Kintoki, carrying an axe, squatting on the ground like a delinquent boy, using this posture to relieve pressure.

Physically, there is no accumulation of pain, but mentally, I feel tired first.

Yes, since everyone decided to go and see the combined forces of the rebels, they have encountered at least seven or eight sieges along the way.They are all flying dragons, high-speed and flexible air corps, chasing continuously as if premeditated.

Even if you shake off a little, there will be another batch soon.

As of now, an average of two hours has a batch coming.Moreover, the attacks tend to become more and more frequent, and the latest one has become an hour interval.

Even the servants felt a little tired—after all, they had been killing the same things all the time.Not to mention the master, now Fujimaru Tatsuka has stepped into the field of magic and has become a—beginner—magician. After she began to try to provide magic power to the servants, her fatigue naturally became heavier.Now, Niijima Yae is carrying her behind her back and will not let her fall behind.

Her musket range is not enough, and her servants are too good, she is not injured at all, there is nothing worthy of her treatment, and there is nothing she can fight against, so she can only do this kind of logistical work.

(If it is an rpg game, the money, experience, and rare props dropped by killing dragons should be quite impressive now.)
Yagi Xuesai had to relieve his mental stress by thinking about messy things in his mind.

I always feel that... in the land of France, thinking can easily become tired.I don't know if it's an illusion.

He looked at Joan of Arc, still looking serious, holding the flag in his hand, walking at the forefront of the team.

According to her, the man of the French Revolution—Robespierre—leads his Accord faction, and is working hard to recruit various forces in France to form a joint army and prepare to fight against the evil witch who has occupied the palace.

However, because of the widespread public perception of "Joan of Arc is a witch", Joan of Arc did not show up at the United Army, and left after confirming her location.After all, my face was so recognizable that many French people ran away in fright just by seeing her face. If I went to the joint army base camp rashly, I was afraid that I would be kicked out directly... then the loss outweighed the gain.

"Wait, everyone, stop for a second."

Before Arash finished speaking, Mordred curled his lips in disdain and said angrily, "I haven't started to leave yet!"

Yes, too often, enemy attacks, too often.

"Ah, is it a flying dragon again? Watch my golden clean them up."

Sakata Kintoki also stood up, let out a long sigh, let out the complaints and other depressions in his body, and carried the battle ax, his face had already recovered the frenzy of fighting.

"wrong."

Arash looked serious.

"It's not a flying dragon anymore. It's a servant! It's completely black... Sorry, Master, I can't see its true face... I can only confirm that it's very fast! It's coming!!"

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

Letting out a frenzied low roar like the wailing of a ghost in the abyss of hell, a cloud of dark mist rushed towards this side.

As Arash said, extremely fast.Because the body is covered with thick black mist, I can't see clearly, I can only see a crimson light, probably something like eyes?In the darkness, the red light flourished.The weapon seems to be something like a stick, and the thick long weapon is covered with red traces of magic power.

Behind him, there are also black land troops, which are some kind of dark creatures like sea anemones and octopuses, with green teeth that are poisonous at first glance, and pink fangs inside the tentacles. The inner wall looks very disgusting, especially after being connected together, it is even more disgusting.There are also many flying dragons circling in the sky...

"I see, is it the commander?"

Yagi Xuesai muttered in a low voice.

It's like, in the game, there are always many younger brothers around the boss.Conversely, when you suddenly start spawning a lot of minions, it also means that there should be a boss nearby.

Before, I still felt that the frequency of attacks was too fast. If it was explained that there was a servant near me, and the servant commanded the army, it would be easy to understand.

However, judging by his inability to communicate, it should be Berserker.Let Berserker be the commander, you can only say if the other party made a mistake somewhere.

There was no need to command at all, and everyone entered the battle state in an instant.Mordred squinted his eyes, picked up the one-handed sword, took a small step, and stood with Sakata Kintoki, and the two formed a wall to block Fujimaru Tatsuka, and Mash also raised his big shield.Arash thought for a while, then pointed his bow at the flying dragons in the sky.

What I should deal with the most is really these things that are difficult to deal with.

"Astolfo, take off."

Seeing that Astolfo was a little entangled: should he deal with the ground troops and the dark follower, or should he assist Arash deal with the flying dragon in the air, Fujimaru Tateka gave her an order.This cute girl-like servant nodded vigorously, made a non-stressful voice, responded, and summoned the eagle to take off.

"Aaaaaaaaa!!"

The dark servant let out a miserable roar, and from a distance, he raised the black weapon with red ominous magic power and pointed it at this side.

In the palm of his hand, the magic power accumulated densely, condensed layer by layer, and finally fused into a purple light ball.

"Hey, hey, isn't it?!"

Yagi Xuesai's face was solemn: "Quickly unfold the treasure! Mash! It's bombardment!"

Mash was startled, and quickly poked the shield into the ground, quickly unfolded the treasure, and the wall generated by the magic power blocked Fujimaru Tatsuka's body.With only a slight difference, the purple shells had already bombarded the magic shield, and the violent trembling accompanied by the storm shattered the predetermined formation.

Arash narrowed his eyes, not knowing what was going on, as long as he tried to see the servants in the mist clearly, his eyes would definitely not be able to focus. This must not be his problem, because the surrounding things could be seen clearly.

(In other words, the other party has the ability or Noble Phantasm to hide the true identity.)
He concluded.

It's okay if you don't look at it in person though - Arash fixes his gaze on his weapon.

It was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, like an elongated pear.

Although it was dark, it was infested with crimson magic power, and its shape changed, revealing a hideous feeling.But, you should be right...

"It's a cannon! It's a cannon! That servant's weapon is a cannon! Be careful!"

"Aaaaaa!!"

The roaring black mist berserker raised his right hand, picked up a rifle with a bayonet, aimed it here, and pulled the trigger.

Actually!A follower who uses modern firearms! !

(End of this chapter)