Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Joan of Arc flicked, and the white flag at the tip rolled up the handle.

"Please, be sure to pull that snake down from the sky!"

She doesn't have much time left.

With Indra's coming, worrying about the Master's safety, the time left for the Saintess is only a little uncertain.If you can't kill the demons during this time, then under the Emperor of Heaven and King Arthur who will appear, Joan of Arc will not be able to complete her mission even if she liberates her Noble Phantasm as high as "EX".

——The "Holy Maiden of the Crimson Lotus" is not an invincible treasure that can be destroyed with a single blow.

Having said this, Joan of Arc calmly opened the distance from Nero, and attracted the attention of the photophobic snake soaring in the sky.

The Terror Hunter also turned his horned head to Joan of Arc, as the Holy Maiden wished.

The slender body rolled up.

Around it, the dark green mysterious formation continued to expand, and the complex formation was completed, pouring down like a meteor shower.

Bang!

The dense explosion sounded, the earth twisted.

The slate that had been ravaged by secret arts seemed to have been corroded by some unknown rule. Dark and bizarre plants grew wildly. There were even a few crying babies in the air. On the stone wall full of people, Joan's irritability soared.

Simultaneously attacking both mentally and physically, the photophobic snake with a wealth of ancient knowledge can easily use two different types of occult spells without worrying about power disorders.

Biting her lip, Joan of Arc maintained her spear swing with pain and resistance to magic.

The tip of the spear wrapped in the holy flag accurately intercepted the secret technique flying towards her, and the distance from the monster in the sky kept getting closer, and it seemed that it was about to reach a very dangerous position.

But a change, or a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, happened at this moment.

"fool!"

An icy female voice came from behind the stone wall of the human face, the light-phobic snake trembled, and the secret technique like a torrential rain stopped immediately.

That was the voice of its god, "Chaos" Nyarlathotep.

"This place is the most important place for me and Rope. If you continue to destroy the environment, I will eat you before you kill those two servants."

"Extremely... I'm sorry, Your Majesty Nyarlathotep."

Having done something wrong, the terror hunter, as the god of Naiako, has the instinct etched in the blood to make it flap its wings and turn around to salute to express respect and fear to the gods.

Likewise, Miss Caster Nero did not miss this opportunity.

"—Build it up, Yu Zhi Ferris! Show off the supreme light here!"

The use of Noble Phantasm, the exaggerated golden theater was built in the cave against the laws of physics.

In the theater, the musical instruments were filled with purple light of destruction, and they all aimed at the snakes that had been included in it and had no time to guard against photophobia.

However, it wasn't a body covered in scales, but rather fragile wings made of that skin.

"The Golden Theatre of Praise (Ladarentum Domus Illusterias)!"

"A+" fully liberated the military Noble Phantasm, and condensed into a beam of light, illuminating the entire underground cavity like day.

The horror hunter does not have Rope's body of steel without dead ends. Whether it is physical attack or magic light, his wings are the weakest and weakest point.

After a flash of flash, Nero's Noble Phantasm released precisely and penetrated a pair of wings of the photophobic snake.

Losing the ability to stay in the air, the terror hunter fell to the ground under the pull of gravity.

The snake wanted to use the secret technique of flying to keep it from falling to the ground.A terrifying hunter who acts on the instinct of flight from birth to death, his dexterity on the ground is not as good as that of ordinary snakes, and he has to avoid this situation.

But the dark green magic circle just lit up, and Joan of Arc, who was already ready, arrived.

Jumping up, the unformed secret magic circle was violently smashed by the holy spear.

puff!

"—!"

There was an indescribable scream, from bottom to top, the upper jaw protected by the scaleless armor of the photophobic snake was pierced by the holy spear.

Joan of Arc endured the poisonous odor, and broke out with all her strength and desperately turned the spear, trying to smash the brain of the terror hunter to ensure that the battle would be ended quickly and the opponent's rebirth would not be possible.

However, even if he is injured, the huge strength of the terror hunter itself will not be diminished.

The snake body twisted and threw her out, who had nowhere to rely on in mid-air. After the Holy Maiden rolled a few times on the gorgeous red carpet, she used the spear in her hand to stop the momentum, so as not to collide with the formation of the Nero Noble Phantasm. on the theater wall.

The secret is still complete.

The terror hunter regained the ability to fly and ascended to the top of the theater, venting his anger as if he had swept away Nero's decorative chandelier.

- Whoops.

The noise of the falling metal chandelier was mixed with the muffled anger of the horror hunter's mouth injury.

"Irregular... despicable things!"

Black filthy blood was flowing from the corner of its cracked mouth. Although Joan of Arc's blow touched the brain of the photophobic snake, it was different from the vital point of human beings, and the damage could not kill the upper servant race.

"When I was worshipping the great god, you actually made me lose my temper. Prey! This regret will be paid for with your life... uh!!"

Before the words were finished, another sharp pain interrupted the announcement of the terror hunter.

Strangely, like a space jump, Nero, who was originally on the ground, came to the head of the photophobic snake.