The Endless Shuttle

"Why?"

"Miss Ruler Joan of Arc is now working hard to destroy your plan, and I am her Master. For Mr. Rope, it is more convenient to kill a human than to deal with a heroic spirit?"

"It doesn't make a difference to me. This war has nothing to do with Miss Karen. Don't worry."

The black-haired youth waved his hand, not wanting to entangle with the **** this.

In this Holy Grail war, he has only one thing left.

——Take the little holy grail to Yuanzang Mountain to complete the "god-making ceremony" and end this long trial.

Rope was not staying, and walked out of the main hall.

"and many more."

"Is there anything else?"

Rope turned his head.

Karen sighed weakly as if giving up something.

"...I prefer black tea to coffee."

"Really, that's not bad."

Karen quietly watched the back of the black-haired youth who had left. After disappearing into the night, the girl lifted up the unconscious older nun and prepared to return to the church to rest.

Regardless of any unspoken regrets, Karen Aldyssia's not-so-fantastic war accompaniment is over.

The rest is still the same path as previously expected, except that it is destined to be entangled by an abnormal magician, nothing has changed.

Fighting in adversity is the privilege of those with strong will, she is just a weak girl.

——So be it.

Chapter 92 The Light-phobic Snake is more profound than the interstellar priest

In the huge cavity of Yuanzang Mountain, the final battle is in full swing.

The saint with golden braids is constantly being repelled by the snake-shaped terrorist hunter. With mediocre values, she has no way to kill monsters in one strike. Nor is the biggest trump card "LaPucelle". A one-time stunt that can be used on this miscellaneous fish.

In this case, let alone approaching Nai Yazi, even the most core part of the Holy Grail pattern will not be able to step into it.

"Well!"

Mixed with the huge power of the tail sweep, Joan of Arc did not know how many times he pushed forward and was stopped again, and the whole person smashed into the hard rock, splashing some thin dust.

After quickly smashing several dark green energy **** that followed, Jeanne called out loudly.

"Caster! Help me!"

Standing on the sidelines, Nero, who was taking advantage of the curse, scratched his head, and unwillingly called out the original fire.

"The silver-haired guy over there. I didn't deliberately violated the contract with Bahram. I can't do anything about Dongxu like the curse, so I'm sorry."

"It's okay. When everyone is involuntarily, you are little Luo Pei's subordinate. Compared to my compatriots, I am very reasonable." On the throne, the Cthulhu girl waved her hand gently.

"But the saint has to hurry up. Little Rope has already retrieved the "little holy grail" stolen by you and is on his way here. If you wait for Little Rope to come, you won't even have a one in ten million winning rate? "

"what!?"

Joan looked at Naako in amazement, her expression a little distorted.

"You!...What happened to Indra Heaven to my Master!?"

She had promised not to let Karen get involved in this Holy Grail war and to protect her safety. Now that the emperor has retrieved the little holy grail, it is almost impossible to imagine that Karen, who is responsible for storing the little holy grail, will end in Joan of Arc.

Fortunately, the contract between the master and the slave is still there, and the nun should not be in danger for the time being.

"Who knows?"

Naiyako smiled badly, and pointed her cheek.

"It may be that Little Rope has his limbs torn off, and the blood that is constantly being lost and the regret meeting you in life, right? Well, it is also a good choice to be drawn out of the internal organs to enjoy the pain. Little Rope has nothing to do with his "enemies". It's friendly. "

"...!"

Joan gritted her teeth and stopped talking.

The hard ground shattered under the footsteps of the saint, and Jeanne attacked the terrorist hunter with a fiercer offensive than before.

Sparks were drawn from the tip of the spear and the scales of the snake, and a white mark seemed to mock Joan's useless work silently.

The "B" level of tendon strength couldn't penetrate the scales of the light-phobic snake at all. The monster didn't even need a defense, and another fierce tail strike hit Jeanne's abdomen.

"cough."

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

The pain in the internal organs, the scream of the bones, if Joan was not a hero, it would not be impossible for her to be killed immediately by the blow.

But even so, it's not over yet.

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

Gushing out, rushing like a river unloading a gate.

Joan withdrew her attention from the injury, and reluctantly raised her holy spear to liberate the treasure.

However, after giving clear instructions, Nero did not look up the wall anymore. Numerous layers of magic circles, like the mandala pattern of the Treasure World, were unfolded above the saint, firmly resisting the attack of the terrorist hunter. Bounce off.

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

"Using the magic power of the Master against the Master, I will definitely die very ugly..."

"Caster, help me trap that monster!"

Joan took time to care about Nero's worries, and immediately rushed towards Nyazi's position after touching the ground.

"Ahhhhhhhh! I know it! Detestable saint!"

The Crimson Empress was a little bit self-defeating. She held the original fire on the ground in one hand, and the other hand that was free was like a conductor of a symphony, using magic without jerky.

The red magic power formed countless chains, blocking the light-phobic snake from all directions, as if the envoy of Nyarlatotepu could be restrained in the next second.

"Leave it to the rest, Qing, an unsightly snake!"

Nero waved his hand downward, and the chain immediately surrounded the terrorist hunters, turning them into a red ball.