Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly put her hand on Lawrence, who was currently in the worst condition, and held Mashu's hand. Mary also ran over and got together with Ritsuka.
Ritsuka: I am a ruthless magic output machine.
Feeling the passing magic power, Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled.
I am the Master and cannot fight, so let me provide the most stable support from the rear.
After Tarask died, Malda's strength suddenly dropped a lot.
But Joan of Arc is still no match for Martha. This saint's body is too strong.
"Solve the battle as soon as possible! My magic radar here has shown that a huge magic source is moving towards you with at least four riding servants!" Roman's voice was urgent.
"A source of magic power of that level... is undoubtedly enough to be called a monster! What Martha said is absolutely right!"
"So, if you can, run as fast as possible! That is definitely not something you can defeat now! Run quickly!"
Roman's voice trembled.
Not fear or fear, but pure shock and anxiety.
If the magic radar can detect it, it means the distance is already very close.
Fujimaru Ritsuka was also anxious.
She was integrating the information in her mind.
Black Joan of Arc is undoubtedly powerful.
Leaving aside Black Joan herself and the other Servants who were in a state of madness, the existence mentioned in the mouths of Martha and Camilla alone is enough to easily tear apart the current Chaldea.
The dragon's name was not mentioned by many people, but it was undoubtedly terrifying. The doctor even directly used "you will definitely not be able to defeat" to describe the dragon's terrifying magical power.
Although the amount of magic power is not the final factor that determines strength, it is definitely one of the most important factors.
Referring to Miss Lawrence, if the Noble Phantasm hadn't greatly weakened the upper limit of magic power, based on the combat power of Lawrence that Ritsuka had observed before, it would have taken some effort to directly defeat Tarask.
Without him, if the magic power is strong, scraping will be enough. Sooner or later, I will die and the bone marrow will be scraped out for you. Anyway, I can breastfeed myself.
And the magical power of that dragon can already be described as terrifying...
Moreover, Miss Martha mentioned it before.
The dragon slayer is dead.
Such a terrifying dragon must be a famous dragon, and these famous and top-level dragon species naturally need corresponding "dragon slayers" to kill them. This truth is easy to understand.
The biggest examples are "Siegfried killed Fafnir", "King Arthur hacked Vortigern to death" and "Malda surrendered to Tarask".
But as Martha said, the dragon slayer was already dead.
Everyone in Chaldea had discussed before that since Mary and Mozart were summoned to this land as servants without masters, the possibility of the same example cannot be ruled out.
What if the dragon slayer who happened to restrain the dragon controlled by Black Joan was this example?
And in this case, according to the information from Martha, he should be dead.
Fujimaru Ritsuka spent a few seconds thinking about this information.
"Miss Jeanne, Miss Camilla!" Fujimaru Ritsuka shouted, "Solve the battle as soon as possible!"
"I understand, Miss Ritsuka!" Jeanne was a little tired, but still agreed, almost waving a flag.
Camilla didn't answer, but only attacked more fiercely.
"Ma Xiu, go and help."
"Yes, Master!" Mashu ran over. With the help of Mary's Noble Phantasm, she suffered the least damage in the battle and was also the most suitable to participate in the frontal battlefield.
"Miss Lawrence, I have a favor to ask of you." Fujimaru Ritsuka continued to give orders.
"Please give me your instructions, Master." Lawrence's hair was wet with sweat, and he looked a little delicate.
Is this the old man from the textbook? Fujimaru Ritsuka blushed, suppressing her complaints, and said, "I want to try to turn Miss Martha into one of our own, just like before."
"Okay." Without any hesitation, Lawrence agreed directly.
Asking why, this is a battlefield, and when there is an emergency, as a servant, just follow the orders and that's it.
"The dragon is almost here, run!" Roman's voice came again.
Marda, who had lost Tarask, could not withstand the siege of the three men. In the end, Matthew hit her face with a shield, and finally beat this superhuman saint into unconsciousness.
Lawrence, who had already received the instruction, quickly restrained Malda with gems, and Camilla took back the steel needle inside her iron maiden. Martha was just pinned inside the Iron Maiden.
At this moment, black wings enveloped the sky.
Black Joan of Arc has arrived.
"Quickly retreat!" Fujimaru Ritsuka shouted.
As soon as Lawrence's skill was activated, everyone's speed increased slightly and they all started running.
The Maddened Hidden One - Charles Henry Sanson looked down at Marie Antoinetta sitting on the crystal horse, his eyes narrowed, and there was a crazy smile on the corner of his mouth: "Ah, Queen, I I have to kill you, and you really have to be killed by me. Hehe, hehehe!"
Dion also looked at Mary on the ground, with resistance and regret in his eyes.
But after all, he couldn't resist the madness. His confused eyes were filled with bloodlust, and he was eager to try.
Vlad III had long since lost his appetite. At this time, he was no longer the hero of Rome, but acting as the "Impalator", the rumored twisted vampire, [Dracula].
Black Joan's eyes were fixed on the other person on the crystal horse.
Coincidentally, that person was also staring at her.
The black Jeanne d'Arc and the white Jeanne d'Arc looked at each other from a distance.
"Ah, I would actually take such a thing to heart..." Black Joan suddenly laughed, "It's really too humble, running on the ground like a humble maggot, even earthworms It’s better to…”
"My mood for laughter has been exhausted." She looked impatient.
Joan of Arc, on the other hand, moved closer to Mary: "Mary, we are friends..."
Even though Mary was running for her life, she still kept smiling, even though her body was shaking.
She was afraid, afraid of the terrifying presence in the sky.
Joan of Arc gritted her teeth and said with determination: "Mary, put me down."
"Joan of Arc?! Are you crazy?" Mary said in surprise.
"...This is to buy you time to escape. I can feel that if that woman wants to see me, she will definitely stop for me."
"Besides, I also have many things I want to question her about." Jeanne showed a rare angry expression and looked at the being in the sky.
"No, absolutely not!" Fujimaru Ritsuka shouted loudly while running and thinking.
If Joan of Arc is captured or killed by the enemy, then we will definitely lose more than just a servant on horseback!
