I, the Prince of Qin

　　As long as she doesn't mess around, Mo Zhe is also happy.

　　Heizhen straightened up and straightened her hair.Fafnir at his feet doesn't understand, are you fighting or not?

　　Hei Zhen took a sigh of relief, stabilized his emotions, and then smiled evilly: "Since you think my revenge is justified, then help me, get rid of the following obstacles first!"

　　Mo Zhe shook his head: "Although your revenge is justified, you are really sure that this flame of revenge that burns everything, is not satisfied with punishing the culprit, and even involves innocent people, really comes from yourself. heart?"

　　Hei Zhen was stunned: "Of course! My hatred can only be washed away by the blood of the whole of France!"

　　Mo Zhe sighed and suddenly said, "I'm going to shoot, you pay attention."

　　Hei Zhen suddenly froze, and the fighting spirit from Mo Zhe was overwhelming, like a gust of wind and a tsunami coming down on his head!

　　"Are you entertaining me! If you want to fight, fight!" Hei Zhen aroused violent killing intent in an instant, and the black flame erupted endlessly, burning the entire sky.

　　The battle once again ended in the blink of an eye, Mo Zhe smashed Hei Zhen's neck with a knife, and the flames in the sky disappeared.

　　Supporting Hei Zhen's fainted body, Mo Zhe tapped the back of the giant dragon Fafnir with his heel:

　　"Fall down."

　　Simple orders, but Fafnik dare not obey.

　　On the ground, Lixiang and the others saw that the shadow of the giant dragon was getting bigger and bigger, and it seemed that they were going to land here.

　　"Senior, be careful!" Matthew stood in front of Lixiang in case of an accident.

　　Jeanne also came over, but tilted her head, a little puzzled.

　　Favnir didn't make any aggressive movements, and circled meekly like a dove, flapped its wings twice, and landed between the hills.

　　"she--"

　　Joan of Arc saw at a glance, Mo Zhe standing on Fafnir's back, and Hei Zhen in Mo Zhe's arms.

　　"You can go on the road together, don't mind." Mo Zhe smiled.

　　"Wait wait! Did we capture the final boss directly!?" Li Xiang suddenly reacted, shouting in a voice that was not even a surprise, but a panic.

　　This is not right, shouldn't it be possible to defeat the enemy after going through five trials and six generals, going through untold hardships and the struggle and sacrifice of many comrades?

　　What's the matter with this feeling of winning by lying down?

　　Mo Zhe shook his head: "It's not over yet, there is still a dark side behind it, let's go and see it together."

Chapter 190 Chapter Nine

　　When Hei Zhen woke up, there was wind in her ears, and under her body were the hard scales on the dragon's back, which were so hard that her back hurt.

　　She opened her eyes, and in front of her was a girl with orange-red hair, blinking ignorantly.

　　"Mo Zhe, she's awake!" Lixiang turned her head and shouted happily.

　　I don't know what she's excited about.

　　Heizhen found that he could move his hands and feet, and his magic power was not limited. He thought whether he would take the opportunity to kill Lixiang, or kill her, or kill her?

　　Before choosing the corresponding option, Mo Zhe had already walked over.

　　"woke up?"

　　It's as if he didn't do it himself.

　　Hei Zhen's mouth moved, realizing that she couldn't beat the other party no matter what, so she could only sit up with a depressed look on her face.

　　Looking around, I saw Mo Zhe, Fujimaru Rika, the fake, and the passerby who didn't know the name holding a stupid big shield.

　　The current position is on Favnir's back. Well, Favnir has finally fallen, and anyone can climb on its back!

　　A useless thing!

　　Hei Zhen pinched Favnir's back under him, and with a little force, the flames flickered on his fingertips.

　　Fafnir shivered in the sky with pain, and could only swallow the tears back in his stomach.

　　Both sides can't afford to provoke me, it's easy for me!

　　Hei Zhen could only bully Fafnir, but she still didn't plan to give Mo Zhe a good face: "You stole my dragon, take me, where do you want to go?"

　　"Orleans." Mo Zhe said without the slightest hesitation.

　　Hei Zhen frowned: "For the Holy Grail?"

　　When Lika heard the word "Holy Grail", she suddenly became energized.

　　Although she was always in good spirits.

　　Mo Zhe is not interested in the Holy Grail, but thinking of the Holy Grail fragment that the First Emperor gave him, I wonder if it has anything to do with the Holy Grail here?

　　But the most important thing is to completely resolve the matter here.

　　"Do you remember the last time I asked you if your hatred, your anger, all came from you?"

　　"Why is this again, you want to bewitch me?" Hei Zhen glared at Mo Zhe, not at all conscious of being a prisoner: "I repeat, my hatred can only be washed away by the blood of the whole of France!"

　　Mo Zhe didn't answer her again, but Joan of Arc came over and asked Mo Zhe thoughtfully, "What does this mean?"

　　Mo Zhe looked at the ground below: "You will know right away."

　　The dragon was flying at a fast and steady speed, and in the distance, a huge castle could already be seen standing above the wasteland.

　　The city of Orleans seemed to have experienced a great battle, and the ground around it was black with traces of burning flames.

　　On the ground covered with cobweb-like black cracks, even the air is boiling.

　　"I did it." Hei Zhen raised her nose and said proudly.

　　Heizhen was resurrected, and the first to destroy was the city of Orleans.

　　Here is the place where Joan of Arc led the army to win the first major victory in the Hundred Years War, the biggest and final turning point of the Hundred Years War.

　　Once, bloody battles were fought to protect the land.

　　How many heroes died here in the defense of Orleans.

　　Heizhen smiled sarcastically.

　　After destroying it with her own hands and burying everything in the past, it is logical that this place has become her base camp.

　　The giant dragon approached smoothly, and under Mo Zhe's instructions, aimed at the castle gate and landed.

　　But halfway down, I saw a short, hunched figure appearing at the head of the city.

　　Wearing a weird clown costume, his eyes are abnormally prominent, and his gray-white eyes turn around like outstretched searchlights, looking at the dragon that is getting lower and lower in the sky.

　　He held a heavy book like a part of his body, not letting go of it.

　　Mo Zhe met him from a distance from a distance.

　　Gilles de Re.

　　French marshal, follower of Joan of Arc, after Joan of Arc's death, mental breakdown, pursuit of black magic, completely mutated appearance.

　　It is also the prototype of the perverted murderous aristocrat in the fairy tale Bluebeard.

　　"Ah—! Joan of Arc! Welcome to your return! But, can you tell the foolish me, the rest of the people, what the hell are they?" Jill shouted to the sky.

　　Hei Zhen poked her head: "Uh, that's a long story."

　　The adjudicator Joan of Arc walked to the edge of the dragon's back, saw Jill, and was stunned: "Marshal Jill?"

　　Gil De Ray was also stunned, his eyes that were already protruding almost burst out: "Joan of Arc!? Ao! No, you are not Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc has been swallowed by flames and become a vengeful ghost! This world , will pay the price she deserves for her death!"

　　"Jill, well said! I am the real body, that person, is a weak impostor!" Hei Zhen said loudly.

　　Gilles de Rei bowed slowly: "You are right, my saint, my Joan of Arc!"

　　"Okay, stop acting." Mo Zhe directed the dragon and landed at the gate of the castle.

　　He jumped off the dragon's back, pulled Heizhen, and took two steps.

　　Unexpectedly, Hei Zhen stumbled a little.

　　Jill suddenly jumped like thunder: "You! What are you!? How dare you touch Joan of Arc's holy hand! My Joan of Arc's hand! I have never touched it myself!!"

　　Heizhen's face was full of black lines: "Jill, you..."

　　Mo Zhe was speechless for a while, and said sternly: "No need to pretend, this Joan of Arc is just a puppet that you made a wish to the Holy Grail, created through the Holy Grail, conforms to the image in your heart, and can satisfy your desire for revenge."

　　Mo Zhe's voice fell, and the whole scene was silent.

　　Then, he found that the hand he was holding was shaking.

　　Hei Zhen suddenly pulled out his hand and said sharply, "You are talking nonsense!"

　　A little flame rose up on her.

　　The face is full of disbelief, although it is full of ill-will, but at the same time, it is also unexpectedly simple and easy to understand, with unbelief, anger, and fear rolling over on his face.

　　It seems that as long as there is a slight relaxation, the entire foundation of existence will collapse.

　　Like vulnerable, homeless children.

　　Mo Zhe sighed.

　　In the original plot of FGO, Heizhen didn't even know this, and disappeared.

　　I don't know which one is more unfortunate.

　　Gilles de Rey's face was gloomy and uncertain. Suddenly, he raised the book that had been under his arm, and opened it gently. The blue light covered his face:

　　"Although I don't know how you found out, it seems that I can't keep you!"

　　The human-skin magic book, "Luoyu City Textbook" was flipped, and strange and chaotic magic pervaded, clinging to the surrounding space, pulling the power from foreign lands to invade the world.

　　"Ph'nglui, mglw'nafh, Cthulhu..."

　　The strange incantation spit out from Gilles de Re's dry and pale mouth, and the surrounding space was like a boiling lake, with crazy blue bubbles.

　　One by one, like the most secretive devils in the deep sea, mollusks waving tentacles and covered with mouthparts and spikes, roaring from the ground, walls, shadows, and gaps in the ground. White foam appeared in large areas.

　　"▇▇Ruuu▇——▇!" A maddening, low-pitched tsunami-like noise emanated from the mucus-covered mouthparts.

　　Mo Zhe was stunned, and suddenly felt that this similar voice, no, black square, so kind!