Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

The hard ground cracked under the Stampede of the Holy Maiden, and Joan of Arc attacked the terror hunter with a fiercer attack than before.

The tip of the spear and the scales of the snake drew sparks, and a trace of white marks was like a silent mockery of Joan of Arc's useless efforts.

"B" rank muscles couldn't penetrate the scales of the photophobic snake at all, the monster didn't even need to defend, and another ferocious tail hit Joan of Arc's abdomen.

"cough."

The armor shattered, and blood spilled from the corner of the girl's mouth.

The pain in the internal organs, the screaming of the bones, if Joan of Arc is not a heroic spirit, it is not impossible that the blow just now kills her immediately.

But even so, it's not over yet.

The horror hunter opened its twisted mouth, and the thick poisonous mist mixed with the energy flow gathered together, and the dark green light filled the interior of Yuanzang Mountain.

It spewed out, galloping like the river water unloading the gate.

Joan of Arc drew her attention away from the injury, barely raising her holy spear to free the Noble Phantasm.

However, after giving clear instructions, Nero did not stand on the sidelines any more. Countless layers of magic circles, like the mandala pattern of the womb, were unfolded over the Holy Maiden, which firmly resisted the attack of the terrorist hunter. pop off.

Obviously the magic was successful, but the tyrant's expression was not happy, she muttered strangely.

"Using the Master's magic power against the Master, Yu will definitely die very ugly..."

"Caster, help me entangle that monster!"

Joan of Arc took the time to ignore Nero's concerns, and immediately rushed towards Naiako's position after touching the ground.

"Ahhh! Yu got it! Damn Saintess!"

The Crimson Princess was a little self-sacrificing. She leaned on the primordial fire on the ground in one hand, and the other free hand was like a symphony conductor, using magic without jerky.

The red magic power formed countless chains, blocking the surroundings of the photophobic snake from all directions, as if the envoy of Nyarlathotep could be restrained in the next second.

"Leave the rest, Qing, this unsightly snake!"

Nero waved his hand down, and the chains immediately surrounded the terror hunters, turning into a red spherical object.

But before the princess could drag the sphere to the ground, a very loud shrill sound came from the sealed place.

"..."Basic Dissolves". …"

Comprehensible human language.

With this voice, Nero's magic was completely disintegrated.

The chains burst into red fragments like petals, which floated down from the sky, setting off the snake-shaped monster in the center, which had a chaotic beauty.

"Qing...have reason?!"

Nero looked at the photophobic snake in the sky in disbelief.

From the beginning of the battle with the Holy Maiden, the basilisk behaves like an irrational beast, whether it's howling or slashing its wings.And now the dark green mysterious magic circle floating beside it, and the ridicule in the snake's pupils all prove that this snake has a higher intelligence no less than that of humans.

- That's exactly what happened.

The upper servant race, Nyarlathotep's pet, Hunting Horrors has never been a melee monster.

The great "alien researcher" Peter Dennis firmly believes in his indescribable magic book that all the individuals of this group of photophobic snakes are so knowledgeable about the occult and the supernatural that even the high-ranking interstellar priests cannot match that. So much so that their species does not need any social structure or material civilization to survive.

The terror hunter didn't make a sound, and a black wall carved with a human face rose from the front of Joan of Arc, blocking the Saintess' road to victory.

Joan of Arc swung her gun to smash these walls, but was bounced back instead.The human faces on the walls were like living human beings, uttering shrill, irrational cries.

Mystery - "Wailing Wall".

Covering her ears, the saint had to retreat back to Nero's side.

"Don't kill me... You don't want to reach the presence of His Majesty Nyarlathotep..."

With a high voice, the horror hunter's intermittent words spit out from the snake's mouth.

"The light will be swallowed up by the eternal darkness... You are also the "light" of the human race, right?Just like the human named Varson... that is where you and me will fight to the death, face me, kill me... or become my food! "

PS:

Horror Hunter from Dreth's "Dark Ritual".

That's right, it's the one who created the four elements, the ancient god, the old one's antithesis, and the one who talks about the Cthulhu mythology.

Chapter [-] "Flame" is the natural enemy of "darkness"

The words of the photophobic snake, which seemed to be soaked in venom, did not make Joan feel afraid. After understanding the situation, she immediately turned her attention from the silver-haired evil god girl to the snake-shaped monster in the sky.

"Caster!" She whispered: "Just for a moment, can you temporarily deprive it of its ability to fly?"

To kill the monster in front of you, you must first let it come down from the sky.

There is no magic power released, no flying props, and the scales that are harder than steel, the probability of killing a dexterous terrorist hunter in the air is almost zero.

"Just don't let it fly."

Nero shrugged, indicating that she could still do it.Then he immediately realized that his position was "not right", and frowned and said in a bad tone:

"Don't command Yu! The Command Spell is "assistance", not to make Yu Qing's subordinate. "

"I know, but please forgive me if the situation is urgent."