Black-haired Knight King of Chaldea

Chapter 379
Going back a little bit in time, Joan of Arc took out something that Catherine gave her before in order to solve Fafner Ziegfried's fear.

That woman always gives people a feeling of... nothingness.Although she actively assisted in the incineration of humanity, it was obvious that her interest in the matter itself was far less intense than observing the reaction of the Chaldean group.

Rather, she doesn't really want to destroy human beings, but simply enjoys the feelings of human troubles, fear, panic and so on.Or, they are enjoying some other kind of emotion.

But this has nothing to do with Joan of Arc.The goal of her revenge is France, as long as she can burn her flames to every corner of France, and let those French bastards who pushed themselves into the stake experience the pain of being licked by the flames, then it will be worth it .

That woman always has a feeling of having everything in her hands. This feeling is similar to that of a prophet, but it is different.

It's like... yes, it's like the current human salvation plan.

Everyone knows what the correct history should look like, but the history they see is not like this, so there is still a feeling of being at a loss.

Catherine also felt this way. She obviously knew what would happen in the future, but she couldn't accurately calculate the subsequent development direction, and she still didn't know anything.

For example, now, that woman has known for a long time that Fafner is afraid of Siegfried, and she also knows that she will fail because of Fafner's problems, but she just doesn't solve it in advance, and insists on giving herself some tricks Toy, when I met him, I was annoyed and had to do what she said.

This woman's nature is really too bad.

Catherine gave her something different.

A bottle of potion without a label, it looks like something close to the common mana potion in online games.The exquisitely carved crystal bottle is filled with an unknown liquid that glows blue.

There is also a noose, which is very common, something similar to a horse bit (a mouthpiece in a horse's mouth), but the model is much larger, and there are things like iron nails on the outside.This thing is obviously for Black Joan to control Fafner better.

At first, Joan of Arc felt that the potion was too suspicious, so she wanted to lock it directly, but Fafner strongly resisted.

What a joke!It is a famous dragon all over the world!It is the top of the fantasy species!It's a dragon!It is the strongest dragon species!How could it be possible to accept being put on something like this!It's humiliating to be driven, let alone wear it.

As an evil dragon, if someone wears this thing, what is the difference between it and an ordinary animal?
As a last resort, Joan of Arc could only feed the potion to Fafner first.

From the perspective of rationality and logic, there are actually many possibilities for the potion, for example, Black Joan drank it by herself, or sprinkled it on Fafner.But Joan of Arc was not stupid, why did she have to drink this kind of stuff of unknown origin, so she just fed it to Fafner.

This black dragon has no resistance at all, after all, Black Joan is its summoner.Moreover, Joan of Arc still needs its power, surely she won't assassinate herself, right?
With this in mind, Fafner drank the potion that was less than half a bottle of mineral water.

Afterwards, the giant dragon prostrated itself on the ground, closed its eyes, and stopped breathing.

……

It's... dead.

This is some kind of extremely violent poison.

As long as you take it, no, you don't even need to take it, as long as it touches the skin, it will have an extremely fatal effect.

Considering that everything about this woman, Catherine, is related to Norse mythology, this thing is probably [Jomungard's Poison].

"Hey! You guy, don't be lazy! Is this a sleeping pill!"

Black Joan kicked the huge dragon's head several times, however, following her kicks, Fafner's flesh became loose, and she kicked him to death!The dragon scales rolled with bright red flesh and flew to the ceiling, and the blood and flesh splashed on it, spreading out a desperate blood color.

That incomparably strong body of the dragon was actually... actually was!It exploded with such a kick? !

After being astonished, Joan finally understood that Fafner was really... dead.

"Hey! Catherine! You bastard bitch! You're in the neighborhood! Come out to me!"

Joan of Arc waved her black cloak furiously, engulfing everything around her in a sea of ​​flames, as if she could force out Catherine who was staying nearby.

"Oh, what's the matter, cutie."

"To shut up!"

As soon as Black Joan saw Catherine who appeared, she raised her hand and shot out a flame, and the hot flame quickly burned her body.But in the next instant, these crimson flames were dyed a pitch black color, as if they had instantly turned into a liquid, and were sucked into Catherine's body along her skin.

"Oh, don't be in such a hurry--although I like your fiery temper a lot."

Catherine had an uncomfortable smile, and at the same time, she unconsciously pressed her right hand on her lower abdomen.From a medical point of view, the place where her hand is pressed is the organ where all life forms are conceived from the mother's body.

"I'm asking you! What kind of potion did you give me! Fafner it!"

"Drink it and die, right?"

"Nonsense! It's clear at a glance!"

"So, a dead dragon will naturally have no fear! Is there any problem with this?"

Catherine smiled provocatively, her shoulders shrugged uncontrollably.

"You bastard! How dare you laugh! Kill you!"

"Now, don't be so quick to get angry. Didn't I give you two things. Now you put on that rein."

Catherine pushed her, Joan of Arc snorted, and now she couldn't help but believe it.What if you don't believe me?

As a last resort, Joan of Arc pried open Fafner's mouth, and stuffed that huge... dragon bit into its mouth.

From the black lacquered chains and belts, violent ominous magic power suddenly emerged.The chains and belts were like living vines, like an octopus actively tied up Fafner's body, passed through the dragon scales, submerged into the flesh and blood, and took root in its body like tendons.

After a while, Fafner, the dead dragon, was reborn.

In fantasy novels, there are always special dragons that can be seen.

[Zombie Dragon] or [Dragon Zombie].

The evil dragon that has turned into an undead creature no longer knows what fear is.

The crimson flesh and blood of the head that had been kicked off by Black Joan before was re-glued together, and the scales re-grew.Obviously, it has acquired a certain degree of immortality.

"This is……"

Black Joan was stunned.

"Hey, Holy Maiden of Vengeance who spreads fear. Can flames really appease your anger? Come, join Fafner, the dragon zombie, and spread the plague and panic throughout France! It's not about giving humans a happy death , but howling in the plague, and finally weakened and died, isn't it more interesting?"

(End of this chapter)