Chapter 306:
"Huh? Are you scared? So are you going to beg for mercy or run away? Or are you already so scared that you can't speak? Especially the magician, who looks even more stunned."
Roman was stunned for a moment, then pointed his finger at himself.
"are you talking about me?"
"Who do you think I'm talking about? You've been staring at me since a while ago, what's up? Are you fascinated by me? It's disgusting. It makes me sick to look at me like that. , A frivolous man like you should be burnt to rubbish."
Black Joan of Arc looked at Roman with contempt in her eyes, and a look of disgust on her face.
But, why do I think you are very proud now?
Roman found that in the smile of Joan of Arc, there was a smugness that was almost impossible to hide.
He didn't know that his unchanging eyes would only continue to cause misunderstandings.
"Master, I don't think this Black Joan is an ideal partner. Her character will only bring endless disasters. Don't forget, we and she are enemies now, and she is the core of this singularity."
"Wait a minute, Rider, why do you think I'm obsessed with her?"
"Women are troublesome, especially such a powerful and self-righteous woman, Master, you have to think carefully."
"Even Saber you..."
"Long-wind, long-winded, long-winded!"
Roman could see that blue veins had sprung up on the forehead of the enraged Black Joan, and she felt that her mouth was now spraying with angry flames.
"Berserker, Rider, kill both of them for me."
PS: Because of the existence of Getia, almost all the heroic spirits of the order side will instinctively hate Roman. But Siegfried was as irrational as Solomon before his death, and St. George was a kind of saint, so he hedged against this malice. Actually, my initial thought was that Roman fell from the sky, and Siegfried instinctively made a move of the Dragon Slash...
On the contrary, a heroic spirit with evil attributes like Heizhen would have the same kind of favor.
Ladies and gentlemen, do you have any bold ideas?
Chapter 505 Chapter 43 The Evil Dragon Can Really Do What He Wants
Black Joan's words sounded the horn of war.
Two Servants appeared from behind her.
One of them is a nun. She wears a strange nun dress with a close body. The high fork at the hem stretches to the position of the thigh. The nun dress that is close to the skin shows the female figure. The nun holds a staff in her hand, which looks like a cross-shaped staff as a whole. In fact, the embroidery of the cross can also be seen on her nun clothes, which is obviously a nun from the cross religion. In addition, she stepped on a beast that looked like a huge turtle, but exuded the breath of a dragon.
The other Servant was apparently Berserker. He was wearing black armor all over his body, holding a long spear in the shape of a reverse spine in his hand, and under him was a white horse no less than Bayard.
While the nun was still hesitating, Berserker rushed over. The white horse under the crotch was as fast as lightning, but the target was not Siegfried and St. George, but Roman standing behind them.
"Saber!"
Roman chose Siegfried.
At this time, it would be better to choose St. George who also has a mount, but the opponent still has two Servants and the evil dragon Fafnir. St. George with a faster speed is suitable for dealing with them.
It is very stupid for a single infantryman to resist the charge of the knight, but Siegfried is not timid, but firmly stands in front of Roman.
St. George went head-to-head and passed the black knight. The long sword and the long spear collided, wiping scarlet flames. The two knights did not turn their heads to continue their entanglement, but charged towards the opposite enemy.
St. George's attack weakened Berserker's charge. When Berserker's spear touched Siegfried's sword, Siegfried was pushed away, and his legs cut two deep ravines on the ground, but he held The hands of the long sword were unshakable, and when the charge weakened, the long sword was separated, and the huge long sword turned flexibly, slashing at the white horse under Berserker.
If Berserker joins his white horse, Siegfried will be on the defensive, as both Siegfried and Bsrserker know that.
The black-stained spear swept over. Although the sweep was not large, Berserker's strength was one level higher than the original Servant, and the weaker Servant might break his neck with this blow.
As if Siegfried didn't see it, the long sword did not retract to block Berserker's spear, but instead stabbed firmly into the white horse in front of him. At the same time, the long spear had swept to Siegfried's neck, but the expected scene did not appear. Siegfried's body only swayed lightly, and then counterattacked without damage.
"My body was once stained with Fafnir's blood, and the strength of my body is no less than that of Fafnir's dragon scales. There is no way to hurt me when attacking with this strength. Sorry, I forgot that you are Berserker now, there is no way Communicate with me."
A confident smile appeared on Siegfried's face, and the attack became even more swift.
Berserker, who was forced to dismount, was only able to fight Siegfried on foot, but he was not at a disadvantage. The attack just now couldn't hurt Siegfried, because the strength of the attack was insufficient. However, after realizing this, Berserker's attack position focused on Siegfried's weak spot, and more often used the tip of his spear to make stabs. hit.
The thorn-like spear was huge and heavy, but in Berserker's hands, it was extremely nimble, sometimes like a swift lightning bolt, sometimes like a furious storm. Almost every attack is done with all his strength, and almost all of them have A-level muscle strength, but what is even more surprising is his martial arts.
Berserker is a job agency that sacrifices sanity in exchange for attributes, but Berserker who has lost his sanity can play a martial arts that is not inferior to Siegfried. There is no doubt that Berserker's martial arts have long been integrated with his instincts and become an important part that cannot be separated.
Siegfried could not gain the upper hand.
Like Siegfried's powerful body, Berserker's armor is also of extraordinary quality. It has blocked Siegfried's slashes several times without leaving any traces, leaving only a series of sparks.
"Where did the Servant come from, even if he loses his mind, he can still display such a powerful martial skill."
Roman looked at the two in the fierce battle, but he couldn't think of which Servant Berserker was, because the dark armor completely covered Berserker's appearance.
And the long spear, it doesn't seem to have any special memory...
"Huh? Is this Servant still obsessed with me even now? When he was clearly facing Ziegfried, he still aimed at me. Is he really a Berserker who has lost his mind?"
...
"Marda, why are you hesitating there?!"
Black Joan found that Rider didn't attack for some unknown reason, she urged her with a coquettish shout, but unintentionally revealed Rider's real name.
"Marda? You are Saint Marda? Why are you here, and you are still standing on the side of the Dragon Witch."
The name almost stopped St. George's charge.
Marda is also one of the saints of the Crusades. She was an ordinary girl, and after her brother died, she saw the miracle of the Lord **** resurrecting her brother with her own eyes. Later, he went to the village of Nieruk in the south of France. He heard that the villagers were persecuted by the evil dragon Tarasque and decided to get rid of the dragon, but he subdued the evil dragon Tarasque with his own mercy. In the end, Tarasque used his body to quell the anger of the villagers, while the soul stayed by Marda's side to practice.
However, such a great saint, unexpectedly...
"Sorry, because I was summoned to this era by the Holy Grail, and now I can only obey the orders of the Master of the Holy Grail."
There was a struggling expression on Marda's beautiful face, and she looked miserable.
Joan of Arc's order went against her will. She could see the saintly attributes of St. George, because they were the same kind of people, but the madness that Joan of Arc put on her concealed this holiness. It wasn't that Joan of Arc revealed her real name, and Saint George had no way of knowing that the Rider's real name was Saint Marda.
In order to maintain her sanity, she struggled with "madness" all the time, and now Joan of Arc's order was the last blow that overwhelmed her sanity.
"I'm sorry Rider, but please do your best."
Like a broken jar, Marda shouted aloud. Then she jumped back and kicked Tarasque's "turtle shell" with her foot when she was about to fall.
"Go Tarask! Get it on me!"
"Roar!!!"
As if kicking a ball, Tarasque flew towards St. George under Marda's kick with an angry (sad) roar from his mouth.
"Looks like it can only go up."
St. George's foot gently kicked Bayard's stomach and charged forward again.
Facing Tarask, who was spinning like a top and shot at him without error, Bayard jumped into the sky and avoided it. I thought it would take some hands and feet, but I didn't expect Tarasque to leave like uncontrollable.
But that's fine. Without the threat of Tarasque, St. George can kill Marda more easily. Although I am very sorry for this saint, but as I said to Roman just now, now they are enemies, and killing each other is inevitable.
Riding Bayard from the sky, the position is right in front of Marda, this time... I'm sorry, Saint Marda, if there is a next time, I will personally apologize to you.
With such a feeling of guilt, St. George waved the Dragon Slayer Sword in his hand.
clang--
"what?"
The slash that fell from the sky did not kill Marda, and the dragon-slaying sword Ascalon was actually blocked by Marda with a cross cane. I thought it was just a soft woman, but her arm strength was so amazing.
"So it turns out, inflicting the evil dragon Tarasque with bare hands... I should have thought of it long ago, the saints are not weak."
St. George looked at Marda who caught his attack, and he smiled wryly, remembering something important.
A fierce look appeared on Marda's face.
"Hey ah ah ah! Tarasque, what are you doing, you idiot?!"
"Roar!"
Marda pushed aside St. George's Ascalon, and by this time Tarrask had returned.
As a last resort, St. George had to avoid Tarasque's impact. At the same time, he knew he had lost his best chance to kill Marda.
St. George, who left, saw a stream of light coming from Marda's crucifix. A flash of light appeared. St. George urged Bayard to run. A flash of light shot from the crucifix like a shooting star. At the location, a deep pit was blasted on the ground.
St. George couldn't help but feel fortunate. If he hadn't noticed this detail just now, he might have used the only attack to neutralize it. However, even so, he began to have a headache, because Marda showed more power than he imagined.
- Possesses strong muscles
- Ability to use ranged attacks
- Control Tarrask support at any time
In a short period of time, it is simply a powerful enemy with no solution.
——But... I don't need to knock down Marda at all.
It turned out that when St. George avoided Marda, St. George had come to the other side. Three people: St. George, Marda, and Joan of Arc, the position of the three is already a triangle.
The reason why a phantom horse is a phantom horse is because it is very fast. When it is about to run with all its strength, only a string of phantoms are left behind, so it is called a "phantom horse".
Under the full urging of St. George, St. George rode the Phantom Horse to the front of Joan of Arc, and Marda, who was not riding Tarasque, could not catch up at all. This went more smoothly than expected, could it be Marda...
Whatever the truth of the matter, I want to thank you, Marda.
There is no need to care about Marda anymore. The neutralization of Bayard's attack gave St. George more confidence. At this time, as long as Black Joan is killed, it doesn't matter if you lose Bayard's asylum.
St. George, who came to Joan of Arc, raised the Ascalon in his hand——
- "You are the dragon! (Abyssus Draconis
Joan of Arc suddenly felt her body sink.
This is St. George's Noble Phantasm.
As the saint of dragon slayer warriors, when the target is regarded as an evil dragon, he will suppress the enemy's attributes by one level, and then exert the power of the dragon slaying sword Ascalon.
This is a very terrifying power, because whether the enemy is an evil dragon is not the enemy itself, but the judgment of St. George.
Being labelled "Dragon", Joan of Arc suddenly felt constrained and had a feeling of being unable to let go.
Ascalon was in sight.
But soon-
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Can you think you can do whatever you want? Stupid, I am the witch of the dragon, the dragon is my power, and I tried to treat me as evil dragon slaughtering. , you are seeking your own death!"
The magic power on Black Joan's body suddenly soared, and it was more than one level stronger than before. The flag of the evil dragon in his hand waved, and the black flame ignited like a wall of flames, and then surrounded St. George.
St. George couldn't escape the attack of the flame, the white horse under him turned into a flash and disappeared, and St. George's figure escaped from the fire.
In the end, St. George was still unable to seize the opportunity to kill Joan of Arc, and his Noble Phantasm became the biggest obstacle preventing him from killing powerful enemies.
"Now, give me death. Roar, my wrath (LeGrondementDuHaine)!"
Black Joan of Arc also activated his Noble Phantasm, and the black flames burned from under his feet, spreading to the ground where St. George fell. St. George, who lost his white horse, could not escape in the air, and fell into the trap of flames. middle.
St. George was once again enveloped in the flames of Joan of Arc, and this time he could only escape on foot.
He thought he would be severely injured by this attack. The A+ rank Noble Phantasm was enough to make the powerful Servant return to Valhalla, but Joan of Arc could only see the melted marks on St. George's armor, and St. George's There were minor burns on his body.
"How is this going?!"
Black Joan of Arc couldn't believe this scene, her powerful Noble Phantasm was unable to cause real damage to St. George.
"That's it, I understand."
St. George looked at his painful wound and immediately understood the mystery of Joan of Arc's Noble Phantasm.
"Your flames are fueled by resentment and malice. If it is an evil person with a wrong heart, these flames will burn the enemy to ashes in an instant. However, in our saints, this cursed flame lacks the necessary Magic. Joan of Arc, you have no chance of winning in front of me."
Chapter 506 Chapter 44: Captive
"How could such a thing happen?"