"Your body is in my hands, and my destiny is on your sword.

Answer the call of the Holy Grail, and answer my call if you will. "

"I swear here.

I am Hongbu Changshi (Huangquan) all evil people. "

"Of course you should serve my body with chaotic eyes.

You are one who is imprisoned in the cage of madness.I am the one who holds the chains in my hand—you are the seven days of the three great words and spirits.

From the wheel of restraint!O guardian of the balance—! "

Wearing black armor, except for the color of her eyes and hair that was different from Joan of Arc, the girl who was exactly like Joan of Arc made her own announcement.

The mage standing beside her also made a sound of admiration.

Under the mighty power of the Holy Grail, golden light flew up like dust.

With the expansion of the magic circle, the surging magic power turned this place into another world, and what was exchanged with the original air was a special existence located in a different space.

——Those are five Heroic Spirits with additional madness attributes.

"—You are finally here. My compatriots (Servants).

I am your master. "

The black girl who looked like Joan of Arc stood at the forefront of all the servants, holding her own black flag with one hand, and made her own voice like a leader.

"Do you understand why you were summoned here?

Destruction and killing.This is my order to you.

If there is a vibrant street, destroy it as much as you like.

If there is a living village, ravage it to the fullest.

No matter how evil, no matter how cruel, the gods will grant forgiveness.

Even if you end up being punished by God for this, it doesn't matter.

Because that is just a means of proving the existence of gods and their love. "

The black Joan of Arc led his followers and walked out of the palace, condescending, overlooking the entire huge country built on the grasslands from Orleans.

A black evil dragon flew through the sky, and countless of its compatriots circled around the entire fortress.

The black Joan of Arc opened her eyes halfway, with a wicked smile on her face.

"Rejoice, my hounds (servants), I, Joan of Arc, allow this.

There is only one order I have, to clear this country—to clear this wrong called France.

Sweep and ravage as much as you like.

Start with the nostalgic Orleans.

Let the fertile land full of life return to the wilderness.Kill all men, women and children equally.

This is the only order that I, the Master, have given to you.

Berserk Swordsman, Berserker Archer, Berserker Lancer, Berserker Cavalry, Berserk Assassin, and finally Gil - Berserker Magician.

Go, rejoice as much, kill as much as you want,

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. "

As the black Joan of Arc opened her arms, the servants behind her also nodded to her and quickly disappeared in place.

Being given the madness attribute greatly reduces their original personality.

This turned them into dangerous and violent bombs that knew how to obey their Master's orders.

There is no doubt that this would be a terrifying disaster for this country.

Whether it is the dragon group or the servants, they are far from beings that the creatures of this country can resist.

The servants here know all this, and so does the laughing Black Joan standing on top of the castle in Orleans.

But no one stopped his actions, and Black Joan did not stop his followers.

——Because, this is her purpose.

She wants revenge.

With this body, she is no longer a judge, but an avenger!

Sooner or later the flame of vengeance will engulf everything.

She, Joan of Arc, wants to destroy the country she had saved.

With the flickering of light, the wind blew directly on the grassland, and the entire grassland was like an ocean wave, with a rather obvious texture appearing.

In the center of the texture, the blue magic circle spread out, and the figures of Chu Fan and Matthew appeared directly here.

"Senior, are you alright?"

Chu Fan waved his hand at Matthew.

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