Miss Gudazi, who almost became a walker, is saving humanity

It made the dragons trap the people below, and smashed Siegfried with all their strength and speed.

Why not breathe?Isn't that more convenient?

the reason is simple.

When you have the opportunity to beat your enemy physically, who would use long-range attacks unwisely! !

This is a universal truth, even dragons are no exception.

"Mash! Noble Phantasm!!"

Mash hurried forward while Tachika shouted, and unfolded the Noble Phantasm to the sky.The evil dragon that descended from the sky arrived the next moment, and the impact generated by its collision with the snowflake shield shattered all the surrounding bipedal dragons, and at the same time turned the battlefield closer to the plain into a crater-like terrain.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Mash shouted, trying to block the fall of the evil dragon with his momentum.Lixiang ran over and supported the holy shield with Matthew.But the Snowflake Shield still seemed to be no match for the evil dragon, and was slowly pushed down.

"Here is my prayer! Lord! My banner! Please protect my friend, my companion!!"

Joan of Arc, who was releasing golden magic power, rushed over from a distance at this time, and while reaching out to hold the shield with Matthew Lixiang, he waved the battle flag in the other hand.

“[My Lord is Here (Luminostie Eternelle)]!!!”

The double release of the Noble Phantasm blocked the fall of the evil dragon, and the evil dragon quickly flew backwards while roaring.That was also a [meaningful roar] that Li Xiang could understand, the evil dragon was saying, "Then, eat me a breath of destruction!".

[The magic response is enhanced, the dragon's breath is coming! ! ]

Flame overflowed from the corner of the dragon's mouth, and Siegfried stepped forward and raised his great sword at this moment.

"In that case, use the Noble Phantasm to push the breath back here! Master!"

"My body is very strong! Even if you open the treasure, I can hold it!!"

"Understood! Then!"

The brilliance of dusk illuminated the battlefield again, and Fafnir let out another meaningful roar.However, the meaning of the roar this time made Lixiang's eyes widen.

It's saying, "Fuck it! Enemy!!"

If it is to defeat the enemy, the evil dragon will naturally abandon the so-called dignity.

"Wait! Siegfried, this is a feint—!"

Li Xiang shouted quickly, but it was too late now.The twilight brilliance had already been swung out, but it failed to hit Fafnir.Countless Wyverns flew out of nowhere, offsetting Siegfried's Noble Phantasm by virtue of their sheer volume.

The biggest feature of Siegfried in FA is the continuous use of treasures.But even so, there is a connection time between the Noble Phantasm and the Noble Phantasm, and Fafnir artificially... Long created that [Connection Time] by relying on an overly straightforward strategy.

Fafnir will then release his breath of destruction, turning his enemies and the bugs around them into dust.

"Noble Phantasm...Damn it, is it too late?!"

[Get ready to start forced repatriation! ! ]

"Senior, please hide behind me!"

"Rely on my fire to counteract—"

"--What are you kidding!!"

With an angry roar, Joan grabbed the battle flag and ran.Relying on her A-level agility and B-level muscle strength, she jumped in front of Fafnir in one breath, and slammed a flagpole on Fafnir's chin who was about to breathe out.

"I won't let you!!"

[Could it be that they want to change the trajectory of Fafnir's breath? ! ]

"It's almost impossible! The difference in size is too great, if only relying on the power of that saint—"

Siegfried said so, what he said with his experience in slaying dragons is undoubtedly the truth of the truth.Fafnir's level as an evil dragon is much higher than that of Tarasque, so it's not like he can do anything with B-level strength.

However, Joan of Arc used more than just muscle strength.

There is also the sense of responsibility to protect Lixiang as a friend and the master, the consciousness of being a saint—and the simplest, the fear and anger of having her mother's life taken away, and now her friend's life may be taken away again.

"I won't let you take anything away!!!"

Joan let out a meaningless battle cry, and smashed her fist on the flagpole of the battle flag.With the blessing of countless emotions, the power beyond the limit was transmitted to Fafnir's chin, and he raised his faucet high to the sky.

"It's really..." ⑹⑻.,, ⑶, ⑺ .0, ⑵ 9⑼ ⑸

[...Forcibly typed up! ! ]

There is no doubt that this is the most orthodox Dragon Fist in the world.

"Master! Didn't you—"

"You are!!"

Another voice that was very similar to Joan, but far more angry than Joan sounded in the sky.

"At this point, don't come here to make trouble, you scum!!"

The witch rushed towards Joan holding a battle flag from the side, and Joan quickly raised the battle flag to resist.The two of them turned into meteors in the air and fell to the ground far away.

"...Miss Jeanne!!"

"No problem, that's fine."

Li Xiang reached out to pat the dust off her skirt, and looked at the Wyverns regrouped in front of her and Fafnir who had rearranged her posture.

"Although I told Miss Joan long ago [that guy is definitely not you], but Miss Joan decided to find the answer by herself. If this is the case, then the place where the witch is must be her battlefield—— Then, the place where the evil dragon is must be our battlefield."

She patted Mash on the shoulder, and tapped Siegfried's armor with her fist.

"We lost the round just now. Don't lose twice in a row, big hero."

"...Of course!!"

■Orléans Joan of Arc & the Witch of the Dragon

"It's a shame you came here, you scum."

Looking at Joan of Arc in front of her, the witch let out a disdainful laugh.

"Looking at you, did you sign a contract with that mouse? It's embarrassing enough, [me]."

"No. It's not [me] but [you]."

Looking directly at the dark witch in front of her, Jeanne smiled and said,

"The moment I saw you, I almost understood... [You know it too], right?"

"... What nonsense are you talking about! I am the deity, and you are—"

"Actually, the Master has already told me."

Joan interrupted the Witch's shout, her expression was surprisingly calm.

"She said [you and the witch must not be the same person], but I was stubborn to find out the answer by myself. And now, I finally got my own answer - the dragon witch, the girl of [Jeanne Darc] Do you know where your hometown is?"

"What are you talking about..."

"Where's your mother's name? What's your sister's name? What's your favorite food? What's your usual hobby? What's your dream before becoming a saint?"

The witch was stunned. She couldn't answer the questions that Joan of Arc knew for granted.

What surprised her was that she wasn't surprised at all by [I can't answer].

"In the end, I am me, and you are you... Let me tell you, Dragon Witch—whose wish is it?"

The saint clenched the battle flag in her hand and aimed at the witch in front of her.

"I no longer have resentment, anger, or resistance towards you. Right here, I will beat you down with [mercy] in my heart!"

"...That's right."

At this moment when she was supposed to be furious, the witch found that she was much calmer than she imagined.

If you want to say it, it's almost like [everything is finally back on track].

So the witch also raised the battle flag, aiming at the saint in front of her.

"I'm not an idiot, I've been told so many times that I should realize it. But even so, [Dragon Witch] is still someone's saint. Just try it, Joan of Arc! This hatred (prayer) , this killing intent (unreconciled), can your [compassion] surpass this [wish (me)]!!"

31. You should not forget

■Orleans, French Army & Servants United VS Lancelot (Mad) & Wyverns

Gilles de Rais remembered that now.

A question asked to herself by a girl who is not a witch, but a real saint, called her Master.

That question had a strong impact on him for some reason, and made him ask Giorgios, the patron saint of soldiers [Saint George], to ask him [please take us to the battlefield of the saint].

So the man named Gilles de Rais is standing here now, leading the last [army] of France, intending to challenge the inhuman legion.

"Fire!!"

The artillery fire roared continuously, and the wooden fixed trebuchets continuously threw huge stones on fire.Under the command of the swordsman in white armor, the soldiers roared in unison.

"Now is the moment to decide the life and death of France! Don't be stingy with shells, all arrows are fired!"

He mounted his horse and began to lead the charge while thrusting his sword into the neck of a fallen wyvern.

"Attack! Don't be afraid! We are with the saint right now!!"

Fafnir didn't pay attention to this battlefield at the moment.

Under the collective attack of the army, the number of flying dragons that would not be replenished was rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Perhaps because all the firepower was used in the real sense, the French soldiers have not suffered casualties so far.However, the soldiers themselves knew that this good luck of [no casualties] could not last forever.

With such awareness, they continued to fight against the flying dragons.

At the same time, the fierce battle among the servants was also going on.

Lancelot is really frighteningly strong, facing the siege of four servants, he still does not lose the wind.It's not even an exaggeration to say this - thanks to those four servants who were able to suppress Lancelot.

Lancelot's agility is A+, and he is one of the few strong players who can enter the supersonic field.Moreover, Lancelot's strength (strength) and durability (defense) also have an A rank.

Although people nowadays would talk about things like [ability], [rules], [skills], etc. when discussing battles, in many cases ability value is everything.If the gap between the two sides is ten times that of physical data alone, such things as technology will be useless at all.

What's more, although Lancelot has gone berserk, he is not the type to go berserk only by his ability value.

Although irrational, his well-trained swordsmanship remained.Fortunately, Giorgios is not bad in terms of swordsmanship, and with the assistance of Mozart and Mary and Elizabeth's auxiliary attack, he finally succeeded in suppressing him.

’ But even that doesn’t see a chance of winning. '

While manipulating the holy sword in his hand to collide with Lancelot's holy sword, Giorgios thought so.

Although it can be maintained in a suppressed state now, this level is the limit.He couldn't see a chance of victory at all. Lancelot was obviously mad, but his posture still seemed flawless.

"...If it can make him reveal at least one flaw."

"Just one flaw is enough? Uncle Saint!"

Elizabeth on the side said so, and she looked at Mozart and Mary after that.Mary seemed to be looking forward to it, while Mozart looked ugly as if he had to touch something disgusting soon.

"Let's create a [weakness] for Uncle Sage! Use this lady's song!"

"Well, let's go together, little Eli!"

Mary responded happily, while Mozart covered his stomach.

"Why do I have to be reduced to tuning the Dragon Girl..."

Although the very act of tuning Elizabeth's song made Mozart's stomach queasy, Mary was still there, and now was not the time to worry about his stomach.

It is impossible for Giorgios to be cutting each other at close range with Lancelot all the time, they will always separate for a moment.At that moment, Mary and Elizabeth began to sing together.

Mozart stood behind the two of them, waving the baton in his hand to tune—that is, to gather the power of the [song], and to bombard Lancelot with this [song] without affecting St. George .

The power of the singing itself is not strong. Judging from Lancelot's durability, he can even resist with his body without any injuries.However, after the sound touched him, Lancelot subconsciously raised the holy sword in his hand to block it——under the tuning of Mozart, both the magic power and the tune are perfectly integrated into this song..." Lethality" was unexpectedly large.

And this is undoubtedly the opening that Giorgios expected.

He seized this opportunity to rush towards Lancelot, swung his sword and chopped off his sword-holding arm together with the holy sword in his hand.Lancelot also came back to his senses after his arm was cut off, avoiding his immediate pursuit with an ability value far exceeding that of Giorgios.

After the chasing sword slashed through the air, Giorgios' posture changed back to the defensive.He originally thought that Lancelot would continue to pursue him, but he didn't expect Lancelot to make another move beyond his expectations.

... No, what was to be said could not be considered unexpected, because he had seen Lancelot do it before.

The one-armed black-armored knight ran at supersonic speed at the moment when the restraining force dropped, and passed by Giorgios in an instant.Giorgios turned his head suddenly, and saw him rushing straight towards the soldiers who were cleaning up the flying dragons around them.

"Uncle Saint! His target is those little pigs!"

"I know!"