Saint Martha sat on Tarasque's back with her eyes closed, showing no sign of Bindu's exit.
The state of mind of a saint allows her to maintain a trace of sanity in a high-level state of madness, but...
It's getting harder and harder to think, damn...
The cross-shaped steel weapon was held in her hand, and the veins on the back of her hand were exposed.
Bindu turned into golden magic particles and was riding the newly born evil dragon.
Above the sky, black air billowed, and huge wings swept across the sky, pointing towards their destination with a color of destruction.
"Bindu's contract reaction disappeared... I don't know if he was captured by the other party again or was eliminated." Black Joan muttered to herself, eyes narrowed slightly.
The giant dragon wrapped in black mist was followed by numerous bipedal flying dragons.
This time, Black Joan of Arc brought more than one servant with her.
Malda and Bindu were sent out as advance troops only because of their faster pace, but now it seemed that the opponent's strength was obviously not weak.
On the back of the flying dragon beside him, Vlad III, Knight Dion, and another summoned Hidden Rider were all flying silently on the flying dragon.
The remaining berserk servants, the berserk magician Gilles de Rey, are staying in the Orleans Castle. Also staying behind are the berserk archers. As for the other berserk Hidden, they have been killed by Black Joan of Arc. Sent out to massacre ordinary people.
She wants this France that betrayed her, the people of God who betrayed her.
They were all burned completely by the flames of revenge.
Martha could no longer suppress herself.
"I will fight you." Martha opened her eyes and looked at the ground. Her eyes were lifeless, but she could tell that she was suppressing something with all her strength.
Several people surrounding Martha and Tarasque instantly became nervous.
The strengthening effect brought by the command spell disappeared, and Camilla took a deep breath.
"The feeling of power has faded...but the effect of magic is still there." The amplification magic of Lawrence and Mozart is a type of magic that is scope-based and can be maintained for a long time.
"My lovely girl Master, the mission has been completed." Camilla appeared behind Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"Yeah! The battle just now was very strong!" Fujimaru Ritsuka affirmed.
But Marda was already furious, and even Tarasque, who was sitting down, was also roaring.
"I couldn't contain myself anymore."
"So, please fight me."
The magic power on the saint's body was very strong, including the evil aura, and her face was ferocious.
"I won't let go!"
"The enemy you have to face, she controls the top dragon species." Martha wanted to finish these words, "If you can't defeat me, you can't kill her. Kill her." That monster’s.”
"The dragon slayer is dead! You have to prove your strength!" Martha was no longer saying, but roaring with a roar, "Kill me! Only then can you prove your strength and fight on behalf of human history!"
Finally, the mad desire to fight suppressed the saint's reason.
"Roar——" The armored dragon Tarask roared.
Matthew raised his shield and almost faced Tarask's attack head-on.
Martha waved the cross and jumped off the dragon's back.
Joan of Arc took the initiative to stand up with Martha, but fell into a disadvantage almost instantly.
Although they are all called "saints" and "saints".
However, from the perspective of strength alone, Malda, who can force Tarask, the son of Leviathan, to surrender by force, is obviously superior, not to mention that Joan of Arc is still weakened as an incomplete servant. state.
Camilla tried to sneak attack Marda from behind, but relying solely on instinct, Marda's close combat ability was completely unlike a rider who relied on the effect of a Noble Phantasm.
The steel cross was swung out of the afterimage, Martha gritted her teeth, her eyes were red, like a wild beast.
Every blow he struck was carried with great force, and the two cavalry servants Jeanne d'Arc and Camilla were defeated step by step.
Matthew and Lawrence are fighting the armored dragon Tarask, and the situation is also not optimistic.
Even if it is weakened, the dragon is still a dragon.
Lawrence squeezed almost every ounce of his magic power and manipulated the gemstone blade to assist Mashu in the frontal battle.
If the magic power is sufficient, a high-quality diamond fist can barely support Lawrence in a certain degree of close combat, but now, Lawrence has used all his magic power in several movies.
Matthew waved his shield. Tarasque was much larger than a human being, so his power was needless to say.
With the blessing of double position magic, Mashu could barely defend against Tarask's power without being knocked away.
Mary looked at the battle on her jeweled horse and sighed.
The Chaldean side is almost at a comprehensive disadvantage.
The jeweled horse glows with light, and even the queen will be filled with anger that ordinary people fear.
The battle site was silently shrouded in a blue light curtain.
Flowers, flowers everywhere, blooming unbridled.
Colorful and beautiful.
The otherworldly queen rode a horse made of legendary crystals and looked at the dragon with a serious expression.
"Flowers, bloom!"
The jeweled horses galloped.
From the air, it fell to the ground.
The horse's hooves fell, and sharp crystals grew from the place where they stepped.
"Please keep dancing!"
The queen hummed softly and blew a kiss, but there was no smile in her eyes.
"Even if I'm just a queen with no fighting ability, I still have to go to bed——"
The gem horse ran wildly, trampling around Tarask and on Tarask's body.
The crystal bound the dragon and stabbed the dragon.
"Glory in the Lily Crown (Guillotine Breaker)!!!!!!"
The queen drove the incredible thing she was riding, beating wildly.
Click——click——
Tarask roared.
The crystal shattered under the crazy proliferation.
"Roar -" Tarasque roared in pain, the crystal has magic power.
Tarask, who was directly hit by Mary's Noble Phantasm, fell to the ground sluggishly.
Instead, Lawrence, Matthew, Mozart, and Jeanne Camilla, who came into contact with the crystal, all felt that their injuries seemed to have recovered somewhat.
"A truly beautiful treasure." Lawrence sighed sincerely.
Besides his wife, his favorite thing in life is jewelry, especially all kinds of jewelry.
"While inflicting tragic damage to the place, it also gave us gentle healing... Is this Miss Mary's Noble Phantasm?" Matthew looked at this beautiful scene and took a piece of falling crystal in his hand.
Mary is a little weak. Her Noble Phantasm is similar to Lawrence's, and the consumption of magic power is extremely terrifying.
Tarasque was dying, and as the owner, Martha was naturally greatly affected.
As a cavalry servant, Martha's biggest focus was on Tarask, and she immediately fell into weakness.
