The green dragon's heavy body fell to the ground, and its thick wings spread out.
The huge wings were like dark clouds, covering the sun.
The giant dragon opened its mouth, and its teeth like door panels were neatly arranged in its mouth.
Giorgios could even smell the fishy stench from the dragon's mouth.
Presumably quite a few people have died under its sharp teeth.
The patron saint clenched the holy sword Ascalon in his hand. The sword was equipped with a spell that could avoid disasters and misfortunes.
However, once the sword is contaminated with dragon blood, Ascalon will lose its due power.
As a result, Giorgios was prevented from confronting the Poison Dragon during his lifetime.
The dragon's vertical pupils captured the figure of Giorgios. The slightly gray inner eyelids covered the eyes, and then receded again.
The instinct of the fantasy species tells it that the man in front of it is very threatening.
The wings that covered the sky flapped again, and together with the billowing smoke, the hurricane blew towards Giorgios.
Giorgios' cloak rustled in the strong wind.
It might be too late for him to escape now.
Once he fights a dragon, Ascalon will inevitably be stained with its blood.
Even if he can defeat the dragon by then, he will not be able to escape the pursuit of the Dragon Witch.
but,
Where can I go if I escape?
Giorgios died a long time ago. He was not afraid of death when he was alive, but now as a heroic spirit, he is not afraid of death.
It's just a pity that I couldn't defeat the Dragon Witch and save this era.
On his way here, Giorgios encountered the cursed dragon slayer Siegfried.
According to Siegfried, his curse was cast by Caster next to the Dragon Witch during the battle. Fortunately a knight in white armor spared him.
But the knight said he would not show mercy next time.
Siegfried, who had a chance to break out of the encirclement, was attracted by the shadow of Uranus and the beam of light in the sky, and met Giorgios who was also rushing here.
As a saint, Giorgios also tried to lift Siegfried's curse.
However, he alone cannot lift this curse.
Knowing that there is no hope of lifting the curse, Siegfried decides to contain the Dragon Witch alone and make a desperate attempt to kill his old enemy, the evil dragon Fafnir.
Giorgios did not stop him.
Giorgios saw in Siegfried the back of a martyr that he had seen before during his lifetime.
It was precisely because of their influence that Giorgios finally chose to be martyred.
Saint George held Ascalon upright in front of him, his eyes firm.
He didn't know whether Siegfried succeeded, but he only knew that he had to protect the people here today.
Even if the price is death.
With the sound of breaking the air, sharp claws struck Giorgios.
One dragon claw alone was bigger than Giorgios with his sword.
However, the Holy Sword Ascalon accurately struck between the dragon's fingers.
St. George has legends of several battles with dragons.
"Gah————"
The dragon was in pain, but Giorgios did not give it a chance to hesitate and quickly reversed the holy sword.
Ascalon cuts off the dragon's toes.
The dragon's blood spurted out, and Ascalon sucked the dragon's blood as if it were alive.
A layer of purple light covered the sword body.
The dragon suddenly felt that this sword was extremely terrifying. It felt like it had encountered a natural enemy for the first time.
After being stained with dragon blood, Ascalon will no longer have the effect of guardianship. Instead, he reversed it all and became powerful enough to slay the dragon.
Its name is:
Strong Slaughter Blessed Sword (Ascalon)
After gripping the holy sword Ascalon with its incomplete dragon claw, the dragon hurriedly swung its other front claw towards Giorgios, regardless of the burning sensation on the sword.
"hateful!"
Giorgios directly cut off the dragon claw that was holding Ascalon, but the other front claw was already in front of him.
If his beloved horse was here, he might be able to block the blow for Giorgios.
Unfortunately, in the previous pursuit, the phantom war horse Bayard had already blocked a hidden arrow from a distance for him.
But it doesn't matter even if he takes this blow, as long as he can still move, Giorgios will be sure to kill the giant dragon.
"boom----"
However, the expected attack did not come.
A thick shield was erected in front of Giorgios, blocking the attack from the dragon.
Compared to the giant cross shield, Matthew, who was slightly petite, turned back to Giorgios and said:
"Thank you, please let us fight with you together——!"
Giorgios was surprised by the stranger who suddenly appeared and helped him, but he couldn't care less at this time.
Joan of Arc entered the cellar at the back and held high the holy flag.
"Please follow me and leave here! If there is anyone injured, please come to the front and let the uninjured people help you move forward."
The holy flag embroidered with iris flowers fluttered in the wind, emitting sacred light.
It is Jeanne d'Arc's Noble Phantasm.
"My Lord is here"
"Please feel free to walk boldly. Under this flag, no one will be harmed!"
As if hearing Joan's voice, faith would burst out from the bottom of their hearts, the people hiding in the cellar walked out one after another and followed Joan to the rear.
What shocked Animus Fiafia was that there were actually many French soldiers among them.
"too professional--"
Animusfia lamented for the second time the professionalism of the French soldiers.
Saber Alt also seized the opportunity and hit the dragon with a humiliating hammer.
The dark wind shot out from the blade and hit the dragon hard on the face.
The dragon's bloody face tilted its head to one side, but it did not faint, but became even more furious.
"Roar------"
The magic power turned into substantial sound waves and erupted from the dragon's mouth.
"Saturn!"
Along with the spell, earth-yellow light lit up from the bodies of Animusfia and Fujimaru Ritsuka.
Although the dragon roar is very powerful.
But under the protection of Animusfia magic, he and Fujimaru Ritsuka said they couldn't hear it at all.
Animusfiya said that if you can't hear, you can't hear.
"Drink ah ah ah ah——"
Artoria, who has high-level magical skills and is immune to most magic, completely ignored the dragon's roar and jumped on the dragon's head.
Morgan, the sword sworn to victory that gathered magic power, was like a giant hammer, pounding the dragon's head down and down.
The dragon trembles for a while every time it is struck.
Although Giorgos felt that this method was a bit cruel, he still seized the opportunity and stabbed the reverse scale on the dragon's chest.
Ordinary weapons can't break the dragon's scales, and ordinary magic can't do anything to the dragon.
Therefore, the dragon stands at the top of the fantasy species.
The holy sword Ascalon bloomed with dazzling light.
"This is the true face of Ascalon. As a dragon, you are guilty! The sword of strength kills the blessing!"
Like a hot knife piercing butter, the long sword advanced into the dragon's chest without any hindrance.
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Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly pounced on the giant dragon's corpse, which lay limply on the ground.
According to her, the materials on the dragon were very scarce.
At that time, after Arturia vaporized a large number of flying dragons with a single shot of her Noble Phantasm, she knelt down and cried bitterly for a long time.
Animusfia, who had not yet become a Master, expressed confusion.
"You are---"
Giorgios asked about the identities of the Chaldeans.
"We are members of Phoenix Chaldea, a human protection organization from the future."
Matthew explained for the others.
.......
After a while of explanation, Giorgios finally understood the identities of Animusfia and others.
"I see, you are really admirable people. My real name is Giorgios, and I would like to pay my respects to you."
"Ah! Are you that Saint George?"
The well-informed Mashu once again recognized the true form of the heroic spirit.
"Hey, does Matthew know about him?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka is indeed a novice in magic, and he is not even good at history and folklore.
"Yes, senior. Mr. Giorgios is a well-known figure in Europe and even the Middle East and North Africa."
"I've often heard your stories too," Joan said.
When Giorgios saw Joan of Arc at this moment, he couldn't help but ask:
"You must be the Joan of Arc."
"...it's me."
Jeanne replied with a complicated mood.
"As expected! I told you that Joan of Arc would never be like that!"
It seems that Giorgios was deeply affected by the transformation of Joan of Arc into the Dragon Witch.
"But your name is Giorgios, right?"
Animusfia said so.
Matthew suddenly had a bad feeling.
It seemed that the man in front of me was going to say something very embarrassing again.
"Then let's call you Qiao Qiao."
Animusfia said with a happy face.
really! The old joke is back!
