To be king and magician

[I don't think you need to worry about this. 】

Xia Chuanhu interrupted Matthew's words, and looked at Joan of Arc.

【Jeanne, can you use the treasure now? 】

Joan of Arc's Noble Phantasm, [My Lord is here], if Joan unfolds the Noble Phantasm when Kaa Hinako explodes, then naturally there is no need to worry about its negative effects.

Joan of Arc who was asked this way nodded slightly: "Well, there is no problem with the use of the treasure. Although I was summoned in the state not long after I was executed, I can only be said to be a newcomer follower, but I have no problem with the seat. There is no big problem with the main body connection, even if the privileges and basic ability values ​​of the Ruler class are weakened, there is still no problem with the use of the Noble Phantasm."

【That's fine.Senior mustard, this time you let go of your hands and feet and blew yourself up, until the banner of Joan of Arc can't hold it, it's time for you to fully fire]

"Oh~~~ This is what you said."

It's rare to hear from Xia Chuanhu that she can act casually regardless of the consequences. Aoba's expressionless face is also full of excitement and anticipation. She is not a person who likes to fight, but she has been depressed for a long time, and occasionally she will I want to let go.

[Then, about the various situations about the witch Joan of Arc and the singularity, you have already collected almost everything here, right?If you already have this level of understanding, you won't be killed by Chu Jian because you don't understand the situation when you start fighting with the opponent later. 】

"Well, it's just..." Matthew still frowned worriedly, "I feel that the combat power may still be lacking... The opponent's servant has seven knights, and the witch Joan of Arc, Gilles de Ray, Fafnir, and a large number of dragons. If we want to fight against them, our combat power is overwhelmingly insufficient."

"The group of flying dragons is actually negligible." Aka Hinako said, "In the final analysis, those wyverns are just miscellaneous fish. No matter how many the opponent summons, I can blow them all up. In fact, the only thing we have to deal with is The seven followers, the two leaders, and Fafnir are all that matters."

In fact, it is just a nine-rider servant and a fantasy species. Even so, what Matthew said is correct. There is indeed a gap in combat power. Kill them all, otherwise, if you are one-on-one, there is not much advantage here.

"How is it so far?"

Aoko Aozaki suddenly said this.

"Having said so much, I think you are all a little thirsty, right? In addition, you all ran all the way before. Even if Mash and Akuta-san are not tired, I think Fujimaru must be tired too. I think we can go first Let's take a break and continue discussing this—"

"Rumble rumble——————————————!"

Cang Qiqingzi didn't have time to finish her words, a sudden deafening roar directly interrupted her words, and then bursts of screams and moans broke out outside!

Without any hesitation, Aozaki Aoko was the first to rush out of the room, and the moment she came out——

"Hohooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"

The sound of dragons roaring like a storm resounded through the entire sky. The sun that should have been quite bright at noon is now blocked and almost no light can shine down. A huge group of flying dragons has occupied Woku at some point. The entire top of Leer completely shrouded it in shadow!

The building was constantly torn apart and destroyed by the sharp claws of the flying dragon, and the dragon's breath sprayed out was also hot and scorched the ground, dragging every part of the fort into the sea of ​​flames.

Those residents who were walking on the street in twos and threes a few minutes ago, except for those who had already escaped into the house, there were only charred corpses lying on the street. The soldiers here are constantly bombarding the dragons in the sky with artillery, but in the face of such a dark group of dragons, just a few artillery counterattacks will not have much effect at all.

It's like throwing stones into the ocean, there is no more impact except for stirring up some waves. Instead, those flying dragons that were hit by the artillery swooped towards the city wall one after another after being attacked, almost committing suicide. This type of attack knocked out holes one after another in the city wall, and even the soldiers and forts on it were destroyed together!

It was attacked here.

And it was already too late, and it was impossible to mitigate the losses as much as possible.

Several people watching this scene can deeply understand this point.

And at this moment, above the heads of several people, a loud and clear voice suddenly came down.

"It's really a pleasing scene to watch."

Holding the banner of the dragon, the figure of Joan of Arc appeared on the top of a building directly in front of the line of sight of several people.

"The burning city, the foolish people who were burnt to ashes...very good, it's really pleasant, it's really pleasant to get rid of the unsightly things in one go, don't you think so?"

"Magician, there is another me."

47. Come on, self-destruct infantryman mustard senior!

For Joan of Arc, the place of Vauculeur is a place that makes her feel bad. It is not only a place that she has not been able to capture, but also Aoko Aozaki and Joan of Arc.

The former is a devilish magician who made her lose a battle and used bluff to scare her.The latter is another self that she doesn't want to see anyway, and doesn't want her to continue to exist.

Such a place, she really can't wait for a moment to let it continue to exist, and now, this purpose has been achieved.

Looking at the fortress bathed in the sea of ​​fire below, Joan of Arc couldn't help but feel why he was so stupid before, it was just a fortress, even if there was such a tricky guy as a magician, the fortress itself was not an indestructible fortress, directly let a lot of people It's enough for the flying dragon to crush it!

Why didn't she think of it before?

"Did you see it? A magician."

As if laughing at Aozaki Aoko below, a rather exaggerated laugh appeared on Hei Jean's face.

"This is the fortress you have been protecting before. These fools regard you as a guardian and think that you can protect them all the time. They trust you just like they trusted me in the past, magician."

"But look what you've protected?"

The dragon's banner swept towards the wreckage of the sea of ​​flames below.

"Vulnerable city defense, vulnerable defense... It's just a place that I can level with a little seriousness, but I wasted so much time. This is what you protected, magician ——No, you failed to protect this time~~~"

"Come on, let me see your desperate look, you can't protect anything, you can only watch everything being burned!"

Black Joan's words, which were like speeches and performances, made Aoqi Aoko's fists gradually harden.

We were discussing how to deal with her here, but it turned out that she was fine and ran up to make a surprise attack. That's fine, she Aozaki Aoko is not someone who will get angry when she is attacked by surprise, but I didn't expect that she would dare to mock so wildly. .....

"Zheng—————!"

Several ring-shaped magic formulas suddenly unfolded on Aozi Aoko's arm, like sparks bursting, the cyan magic power burst out in an instant, Aoko Aozaki who was still on the ground in the last second jumped directly to the black Above Joan of Arc, the right arm shining with strong magic light punched down where she was!

"Boom—————!"

The bursting magic cannon directly blasted through the building.

Lightly landed on the top of another building, Joan of Arc looked at Aoko Aozaki who landed not far in front of her: "Are you angry? A magician."

"No, I'm just a little annoyed at your low-level provocation. I actually hold a grudge. I think it is necessary to settle accounts with you for what you said just now—seriously. account!"

"Really? That's good. If you are angry at my behavior, then I am a little disappointed in you... But you seem to have misunderstood something. I never said I would fight you. You have a lot of people to deal with."

While talking, Black Jeanne tapped the floor with the flag in her hand, several flying dragons flew down from the group of dragons in the air, and seven figures jumped off the back of the flying dragons one after another.

"We meet again, magician."

Falling beside Black Joan, Atalanta, holding a longbow, looked at Aozaki Aoko.

"My arrow won't miss this time, so be prepared for your head to be pierced by me."

"If you say this to Tiger, I think he will be so happy." Aoko Aozaki took a deep breath, "So, you are the only one who dealt with me this time? I am really underestimated, Yiqi The follower wants to stop me?"

"That's definitely not the case."

A cold female voice came from the other side, and then, feeling a strong wind blowing behind him, Aozaki Aoko immediately turned around and punched him without hesitation!

The fist collided with a huge metal creation in mid-air, and the violent magic power swept across the entire roof in an instant.

Backed up a few steps to a distance enough for him to react, Aoki Aoko shook his numb hand and looked in the direction of attacking him: "It's really wicked to use that kind of thing to hit people what."

That huge metal creation, in Aozaki Aoko's opinion, should be a coffin, or a cage for imprisoning something. It also looks like a girl who is praying. I am afraid that only people whose aesthetics have been completely distorted I think such a thing is pleasing to the eye.

And the person who carried such a huge coffin through the chain was a woman with a strong smell of blood all over her body, her complexion was pale, and she was wearing a strange red dress covered with a lot of metal decorations, as if entangled by thorns As if living there, the mere existence of it makes Aozaki Aoko feel disgusted.

"It's really a grand appearance, Assassin." Joan of Arc smiled and said to the newly appeared woman, "Then I have to get rid of the other me, so it's okay to leave it to you, Archer, Assassin. "

"Well, no problem, why don't you just leave it to me."

Assassin stared at Aozaki Aoko with incomparable enthusiasm: "You are really a beautiful person, although you are not my favorite girl and virgin, but just because of your beauty, I want to drink all your blood. If I drank your blood, I should be more beautiful, right?"

"Assassin...forget it."

Atalanta, who really couldn't get along with Assasssin, hesitated for a moment, but suppressed his inner words, and aimed at Aoko Aozaki with his bow.

Looking at the two servants in front of him, Aoko Cangzaki sighed heavily: "Huh~~~ I really dare to say that, listening to your tone, it seems that you look down on a mature adult like me? Compared with having a woman The smelly adults prefer the bratty little girls, don't you?"

"Thanks to my family who is not taboo about meat and vegetables, if he thinks like you, I will definitely make him unable to get out of bed every day-Fujimaru! Matthew! Joan of Arc! Mustard!"

Hearing Aozaki Aoko's sudden shout, the four of Fujimaru Tateka, who were entangled with Wyvern and other servants below, immediately pricked up their ears.

"Although I originally wanted to give you a period of rest, but now it seems that we have to fight to the end in one breath, just like we said before-assemble!"

As soon as the words fell, Canozaki Aoko immediately jumped down from the roof, and returned to Joan of Arc very quickly, and Fujimaru Tatsuka and others also followed closely to get rid of the surrounding soldiers, and also returned to Joan of Arc The place.

"Jeanne, please."

"Yes, I understand!"

The battle flag in her hand turned around, and Joan held it in front of her: "Noble Phantasm, spread out—my flag, protect my compatriots! Let the lord's karma descend here! [My lord is here ( Luminosite Eternelle)]!"

At this moment, the flag of the iris flower suddenly released an incomparably radiant and gentle brilliance, and the expanded barrier of light protected Joan of Arc and everyone around her.

Except mustard seeds.

As if being forgotten, or perhaps deliberately keeping a distance between himself and Joan of Arc, Mustard Seed became the only object that was not protected by Joan of Arc's Noble Phantasm.

"mustard!"

"Don't shout so loud, I know what I'm going to do."

After glaring at Fujimaru Tachika unhappily, Akabako looked around at the servants who were gradually approaching with puzzled faces, and after taking off the pair of glasses, she showed her face like a waking beast. There was a ferocious grin.

The blood-red magic cyclone began to circle around her, and slowly floated into the air. Mustard child sneered, and then intensified in the expanding magic storm, which was speeding towards an out-of-control direction——

"boom------!"

A burst of scarlet blood rain accompanied her self-explosion, like a torrential rain falling from the sky!

48. Joan of Arc: The rain will never end, right?

——Are you going to adopt the tortoise tactic?

When seeing Joan of Arc release the treasure, all the followers including Black Joan of Arc thought this way, and at the same time, they couldn't help but feel a little ridicule in their hearts.

Do you think it is useful to shrink in one place and stick to it?This is nothing more than a slow death.

However, after that, the scene that was staged at this moment made them understand why Joan and the others hid in the treasure.

"唰唰唰唰唰唰~~~~~"

The scarlet torrential rain continuously washed the entire land, and everything that was contaminated by the blood rain seemed to be ignited on the spot, or cursed, and the whole body was directly engulfed by the raging fire, and then even more. It was entangled and surrounded by an incomparably thick blood-colored mist, and it was gradually corroded by it.

Because it was a shower of rain, the first thing to be affected was naturally the dense group of flying dragons in the sky.

"GAAAAAAAAA!"

The wailing sound full of pain was like a wave, echoing and neighing continuously in the air. Even a dragon species known for its physical strength and extremely high physical and magical protection seemed to be naked under this rain of blood. After being tortured and burned to death by blood flames and curses one after another, the corpses of flying dragons fell from the sky one after another, filling most of the small fortress in an instant.

And hiding in every blind spot that would not be drenched by the blood rain, Atalanta looked up at the blood rain: "I didn't expect that woman's suicide would cause such a phenomenon. Such a large-scale and powerful curse has completely It can be said to be a treasure.”

In terms of intensity, Atalanta believes that this is no different from the curse issued by the gods. Even the servants, if they are contaminated by this blood rain, will be cursed in a short time. Haunted, tormented by the burning flames of blood.