Legend of the Giants of the Imperial Palace

"Great. I was worried about you just now and I was afraid that something would happen to you. Now it seems that your situation is not that bad. Don't worry, the battle will end soon."

Joan shook her head quickly, she seemed a little unconscious, but at least she had some ability to think.

"Thank you, Archer. It's very kind of you to come. Let's defeat the Assassin now."

Hercules waved his hand.

He had other plans.

Joan was a little surprised, but did not immediately refute.After all, Hercules is a great hero known for his wisdom. Hearing his opinion, even if it is such a tense moment, it will not be wrong to spend some time.

"Ruler, listen to me, we're running out of time."

"Great Holy Grail, the third method seems to have been activated. I just discovered that a lot of magic power in the leylines has been absorbed into the sky garden when I can still feel the magic power from the outside."

Hercules even thought he had returned to the age of gods when he recalled the incredible magical power.

If it weren't for the magic power not having real ether, he would really think that the sky has changed.

"That--"

Joan hesitated for a moment, not understanding what she was asked to do.

"Go and stop Amakusa Shiro."

Hercules turned his head away as if there was no discussion at all, leaving behind his burly back.

"Here……"

Joan looked at the side door, still far away, which seemed to be the path leading to the Great Grail.

She smelled the magic there.

But how will this go?

"Thinking too much, archer, and ruler. Do you think I will let you pass? To see my master, unless you step on my dead body!"

Semiramis waved his hand, and countless magic tricks were about to hit them.

But Hercules did not retreat but advanced, easily dodging all the magic tricks.

As soon as the Holy Banner of Joan of Arc was erected, Mordred and Shijie Jieli were perfectly protected behind her.

"Assassin, do you think you have arranged a single-plank bridge, so we must pass here?"

Hercules sneered, "You are a woman, and I apologize in advance. It is true that there is no road here, but there is more than one road. Even if there is no road, one can be stepped on—"

"Ruler, hurry up, get behind the door, Ziggy is right there!"

Joan nodded, and told Lion Jieli and the others: "Be careful, Mr. Lion Jieli, and Mordred."

Soon she quickly ran out the door.

Semiramis squinted her eyes, but she was not annoyed when she saw Joan escaped from her palace.

"Forget it, since my master also agrees, let me meet you well. Black archer, let me see if you are worthy of your reputation as a great hero."

Hercules bowed slightly.

"Extremely honored."

…………

Joan ran out the door, and saw Chigurh holding a sword waiting for her.

But Sieg in front of her made her somewhat at a loss as to what to say. The armor was clearly a blood armor, and the sword in her hand was also Siegfried's treasure—the great sword of fantasy.

"Zig, why are you holding Saber's treasure?"

She suddenly felt uneasy, as if she saw some bad endings.

"Maybe Saber also wanted to defeat Rider, so she lent me some strength."

Joan took Chigurh's arm, trying to find something that might not look good.

Power has a price.

There is no way to suddenly become stronger without cost.

"Ruler, what are you doing?" Zieg was at a loss.

"Check your body to see if there is any danger."

Facing Joan of Arc, she had no choice but to stand where she was, disarm and surrender, allowing the other party to examine her body.

Suddenly, Joan's movements stopped.

She tore off Chigurh's coat, revealing Chigurh's chest.

There are all black lines, extending from the heart.

"Sure enough. Zieg, you still have to use less of the power of Saber, something will happen, something will definitely happen!"

"What's wrong? Ruler? I have to use it. If not, how are we going to defeat that guy named Amakusa Shiro Tokisada?"

Zieg clenched his sword tightly: "Saber gave me my heart, not only for me to live on, but also for me to accomplish some things he would have done when he was still alive!"

"I—" Joan of Arc found herself unable to refute Zieg.