Rubbish protagonist, I can do it too!

"Path change."

"Complete it."

"Second reinforcement."

"Activate again!"

Using the ability of the magic eye to complete a great magic in a very short period of time, the fragments of the flaming sword that were cut off by Black Joan were floating in the air, and their form changed from the broken sword into a dozen flying swords, and the sword was suspended in the air. Refers to Black Joan from afar.

Black Joan glanced at the surrounding sword array, and smiled disdainfully: "What's the use of making more toys? Do you think that the magic that didn't work for me the first time will work the second time? I won't do it this time." Will let you go again."

Go on!

The pupils of Hall's demonic eye shrank slightly, the flaming flying sword trembled slightly, and instantly shot out to stab Black Joan from all directions.

"It's just futile!"

Holding a black flag gun, she slammed down on her feet, and the purple-black hatred karma erupted, devouring all the incoming flames and flying swords. She raised the flag and pointed at Hall, proudly declaring: "The karma is born from beasts, The dragon rests in my hand, breaks the bond, spreads the disaster, tears the life! Go, slash and kill!"

"Völkermord Feuerdrache! (Burn the Heavenly Law·Slay the Dragon)"

The madness of the banner spear devoured the purple-black hatred fire, forming a black flame sphere, accompanied by the long cry of the evil dragon, the hatred karma was endowed with the concept of a dragon, and turned into three dragon heads aggressively towards Hall.

You are a French village girl, why is the real name of your Noble Phantasm in German?Forget about German, why does Black Joan of the Avenger class still use the Noble Phantasm of the Berserker class! ?

"not good!"

Hall didn't have time to complain, his consciousness felt a terrifying sense of crisis, his eyes froze, and he activated the space transfer magic he had prepared long ago, his body turned into a silver-white light and dissipated, and when he reappeared, he was already hundreds of meters away.

However, this approach is a futile struggle.

Being targeted by the treasure, if he couldn't get out of the killing range of the treasure at once, the burning three-headed dragon head would change direction and catch up.

"Unless the command spell is used, the magic power in the body cannot block the output of an A+ rank anti-army treasure."

"Although it is locked, the tracking of the target should be controlled by Black Joan herself."

"That's easy."

In less than a moment, the high-speed thinking found a countermeasure.

Hall's body flashed again and jumped through space, getting closer to the dark sun with every teleportation.

"Don't try to escape!"

Black Joan shouted, commanding the three hating fire dragons to follow closely. When approaching a certain range of the black sun, Hei Joan suddenly found that she had lost her sense of the hating fire dragon, and the three dragon heads were blacked out along with Hall's figure. engulfed by the sun.

what happened?

Black Jeanne opened her mouth slightly, and at the moment of hesitation, she suddenly felt a warning sign. She grabbed the black flag gun and swiped it back hard.

Keng!

Sparks flew everywhere, and Hall, who was about to attack Black Joan from behind, was swept away and landed on the back of the evil dragon Fafnir.

Hall shook his sore right hand, frowning endlessly, and it was the [Revelation] ability that made Joan of Arc react in advance!

oooo~

The evil dragon Fafnir roared up to the sky, but he had nothing to do with Hall who ran on his back.

"You lied to me!" Joan of Arc glared at Hall angrily, and the girl's pretty face was angry and quite cute that she didn't usually have.

Hall held the silver sword and said calmly: "So what, we are mortal enemies, and you are also a person who fought on the battlefield. You should know very well that in order to win and survive, even the most despicable means can be justified. The name."

Hall who fled to the black sun was a phantom created by magic to deceive Black Jeanne. Through the characteristics of the black sun, he can easily extinguish the elemental life created by the hateful karma fire.

Because of Black Joan's simple character, it is unexpectedly easy to neutralize her Noble Phantasm attack.

"So what? Only I can deceive others!" Black Joan yelled a shameful slogan and jumped on the dragon's back, her cheeks filled with disgust.

The innocent village girl was transformed into a sick naughty child, and a naughty child with powerful power.

Hall did not dare to be careless. The magic circuit in the magic eye was activated, and he continuously cast magic to strengthen the body's melee combat ability. Light blue light patterns were revealed on the skin, and magic flowed into his limbs and bones. He took a deep breath to calm down the turbulent magic. The true ether in his hand was fine. The sword emits a dim glow, and the fighting spirit is high.

"I finally gave up on boring magic. Forget it. No matter what, you are seeking your own death. I will kill you, burn your body with flames, and boil out the last drop of blood." Black Joan of Arc placed her hands on her hips, her attitude Frivolous and evil smile.

Chaldea is the best woman to deal with, but it is difficult to deal with each other as enemies.

Hall suddenly asked: "Jeanne, how about dancing with me after this battle?"

"What, it's too late for you to beg for mercy now." Black Joan was puzzled.

"Then you agree?"

Black Joan smiled with great interest: "Suddenly saying something like this... As a lady in France, she will not refuse a sincere invitation from a man. If you can tell me a reason that satisfies me, I don't mind after fulfilling your last wish. Burn you."

Hall praised seriously: "Because you are beautiful and your charm is enough to shake all men, including me naturally."

Hearing Hall's words, Joan of Arc appeared sluggish and shy, and immediately reacted, very satisfied and affirmed Hall's praise, and nodded again and again: "Ahem... of course, I am Saint Joan of Arc! Well, even death row inmates are treated with tender care before execution."

It's really simple.

A quarter of this conversation was to delay time, and a quarter was to make Black Joan relax her vigilance. Hall did not deny that the remaining half was because he really wanted to invite her to dance.

Chapter 218 The Unfinished Agreement

The world completely collapsed, the earth was drained, and the remaining fragments came to the door of the black sun, as if entering an empty and huge black passage, with nowhere to be seen, and no end to be known.

The evil dragon flew high, the moment the gravity reversed, Hall stepped forward, his body disappeared from the spot, and he took the initiative to attack.

Swish!

The materialized True Ether rapier stabs at Joan of Arc's heart, the sword is fast and ruthless, even Lancer, who is famous for his speed, can do this to this extent.

A simple sword, but it contains the essence of the swordsmanship that Hall has honed in different worlds. The most direct trajectory is also the most powerful sword, showing his killing intent.

"madness."

Black Joan anticipated Hall's action and sneered at the flat-framed spear. Every inch longer and inch dangerous, forced by the narrow space on the dragon's back, Hall's rapier continued before it penetrated Black Joan's heart because of the distance of the weapon. The spear pierced my heart.

Hall had no choice but to use a thin sword to hold the spear and fly it away. On the other side, from the corner of his magic eye, he saw Black Joan pulling out the Saint Catherine sword from her waist.

Faster, more powerful, no tricks, but infinitely more subtle timing.

Joan of Arc herself is also a general killed from the battlefield.

"Go to hell!"

Joan of Arc's mouth twitched, she was sure that she would win this battle.

Caster, the class that is the least good at melee combat among all the servants, is basically declared out of the field when being melee by other classes, not to mention the Black Joan of the Avenger class is at the top level among all heroic spirits in all eras, regardless of panel or martial arts .

Hall's actions looked a bit courting death in the eyes of Joan of Arc, and he had also confessed his "last words" before.

The silver-white demonic eyes glowed, and the pupils of the pupils were flowing, the magic circuit inside the pupils was overloaded with calculations, and time stood still for an instant.

Hall could clearly "see" the stopped world, the scales on the evil dragon Fafnir's back, and the joy and pride on Black Joan's face for the impending victory.

The listed wadoka!

Everything is still, this is an illusion caused by the acceleration of thinking, and it can only be maintained for a moment, otherwise it will cause a great burden on the magic circuit in Hall's body.

"Elemental guidance."

"Aether Shaping."

"Concept solidified."

"Reveal, magic sword of the elementalist."

Thinking about reciting the incantation, Hall's left hand materialized a true aether sword, and narrowly parried Black Joan's sword.

Keng!

Black Joan's spear and rapier were thrown away together, and Hall was caught off guard. She watched with wide eyes as Hall held the two swords in his hands, repositioned himself, lowered his body like an animal before hunting, and raised it slightly. In his head, his calm eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

This is···

It was premeditated! ?

Black Joan was filled with shock and anger. Although she was a Caster, she was used to close combat. Even if she was used to close combat, her level was comparable to that of a martial arts servant.

Then, in this situation that was beyond Joan of Arc's expectations, Hall still hid such a pair of swords to complete the lore.

It was as if all the circumstances had been calculated from the very beginning, and every step was calculating her reaction, leading to a dead end where she could not fight back.

Fight back?That's too late.

Hate karma?Her heart would be pierced with a rapier before it burned.

Hey~

At the very moment, Joan of Arc closed her eyes in despair, and the world suddenly trembled and tilted.

No, it should be said that the evil dragon Fafnir suddenly changed its flight direction, so that the two people standing on the dragon's back suddenly felt the deflection of space.

The instantaneous spatial displacement saved Black Joan's life. The True Ether Rapier narrowly missed the servant's spiritual core and penetrated her full body.

This damn beast!

Hall cursed secretly, and immediately backed away. Even though similar situations had been taken into account, his body still couldn't react in time to adjust the angle of the rapier.

There was no scene of blood splattering, Heizhen's body quickly ignited the fire of hatred and karma, she tremblingly grasped the hilt of the true ether rapier and slowly pulled it out from between her chest.

With a face full of pain, Black Joan threw the True Aether rapier into the sea of ​​lava below, covered her chest and felt the changes in her body, and asked in a low voice: "Curse?"

Hall stepped back, adjusted his body and explained calmly: "It is indeed a curse for the servants. This is a weapon I created using the concept of magic. As long as you are injured by it, the body of the servant will be affected by its magic. The concept invades, gradually disintegrates the spirit body, and erodes the spirit core."

"In other words, it is a Noble Phantasm for Servants." Hall's smile became colder.

This is also the reason for not pulling out the True Ether Rapier and retreating. The True Ether Rapier is equivalent to the Origin Bullet to the magician. and reduced capacity.

Although it was a pity that Fafnir's Savior didn't kill him with one blow, it was barely a fatal blow.

Joan of Arc's current physical condition is like Kenneth who has been hit by the first origin bomb, and has lost the ability to prevent the intrinsic enchantment [world that continues to fester] from completing its conclusion.

Even the situation is very similar.

Hall caught Joan of Arc by surprise with his superb swordsmanship and double swords. There is no need to continue to fight with him. At this time, he just needs to use magic to fly the kite slowly until Joan of Arc is exhausted to death.

Leaping back, Hall flew away from Fafnir's back, and a huge magic circle unfolded behind him, firing magic light cannons continuously.

oooooooo~

The evil dragon Fafnir screamed and roared, and the turquoise crystal on his chest shimmered, forming a huge barrier around his body to block all the magical light cannons.

Black Joan half-kneeled on the evil dragon's back, panting, blood dripping from her fingers, suppressed the pain and murmured: "Absolutely! Absolutely...I will definitely burn you to death!"

Roar roar~

The evil dragon Fafnir rushed towards Hall, breathing out the breath of the dragon, and his body tens of meters high seemed insignificant in the black passage.

The ferocious dragon's breath heat waves were layered upon each other, but they were easily blocked by the elemental barrier protecting Hall.

At the last moment, Hall did not need to consider limiting the magic power consumption.

Black Joan stood up from the head of the evil dragon Fafnir, looked at Hall from a distance, and shouted angrily: "Magician! How long are you going to escape? Come and fight me head-on!"

Hall's body landed on a suspended platform, glanced around, and responded with a smile with open arms: "I don't have that chance anymore, I'm afraid the wish to invite you to dance will not come true."

"If there is a chance, I hope we can meet in another Holy Grail War, and then we can fulfill our promise of dancing."

After speaking, Hall jumped back and his body fell into the endless darkness of void.

The inherent barrier [the world that continues to fester] is fully unfolded.

The world has come to an end, all matter has been devoured, all heat has reached equilibrium, from order to disorder, and there is no sign of activity.

Matter, energy, space, time, all fixed in eternity.

Then there is reincarnation, the big bang of the universe, opening up chaos and forming a new world.

[The World That Continues to Fester] Finished the entire ritual process.

Chapter 219 Let’s talk about Wang’s story

dream

For example, when the end is approaching, the sky is bathed in the setting sun, and the field of vision is immersed in a peaceful honey color.

Surrounded by a verdant grassland, the breeze is gentle, like a lover's hair caressing the face, cozy and comfortable.

In front of him is a gorgeous long sword, which is inserted straight into the square marble base. The blade is shining with warm light, declaring a unique sense of existence.