For Black Joan, this revenge against the church, France, mankind and the world is smooth sailing.
There was no difficulty from the moment she was summoned by Gill.
Even if you encounter the ownerless heroic spirits chain summoned by the inhibitory power, there are still fish that slip through the net.
However, most of the ownerless heroic spirits have been wiped out under Black Joan's relentless pursuit.
Therefore, losing the three heroic spirits of Lancer, Archer, and Berserker in one day is unacceptable to Black Joan.
Lancer Vlad III's disobedience of instructions particularly annoyed her.
This is no different than betrayal.
The most unacceptable thing for Black Joan is betrayal.
She was betrayed by the people, betrayed by the monarch, and betrayed by the church.
Even abandoned by God————
"If you are innocent, the Lord in heaven will definitely protect you."
The archbishop, who had a body like a fat pig, said this to her before his execution.
However, the Lord did not save Joan like St. John in the frying pan.
The legendary Saint John did not suffer any damage even after being put into a pot of boiling oil.
The Romans, who were open-minded in their beliefs, believed that the Jewish god had appeared, so they exiled him to the island of Patmos.
On the Isle of Patmos, St. John composed the last book of the New Testament, the Book of Revelation.
But the Saint Joan of Arc who saved France turned into a charred corpse.
Perhaps no one would have thought that the current Joan of Arc would turn the "Apocalypse" written by St. John into reality.
Even worse than that.
After the evil dragon's rampage, the remaining population on the ground was far less than a quarter.
Not even a tenth.
This is much harsher than the Book of Revelation and the Lord’s Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
This is Black Joan's revenge and hatred for betrayal.
....
The dark light cannon swept across, and countless flying dragons were evaporated.
Then a huge amount of cannonballs rained down on the remaining flying dragons.
Arturia Pendragon Alter held a sword and faced Black Joan standing on the dragon's head.
Although they are both Alters, they are fundamentally different.
Under Artoria's resemblance to Joan of Arc and her ruthless "physical" negotiation, Gil de Rey finally ordered the entire army to abandon Orleans and fight the final battle with the Dragon Witch.
The timing seems right now.
"All troops, prepare for hand-to-hand combat! Charge!"
The blue crowd rushed back towards the group of dark green wyverns.
The soldiers' weapons intertwined with the flames from the wyvern's mouth.
The artillery on the hillside behind them kept firing, creating holes on the battlefield.
But then, the tide on both sides will fill the gap.
...
"Hmph, are you Saber too? How dare you..."
Black Joan glared at the girl in front of her who looked similar to herself.
The annoying magician once said that a group of people from the future would try to stop her.
It must be them.
"Then, Saber, get rid of her!"
Black Joan then gave the order to the silent white-armored knight beside her.
The knight in heavy white armor took a step forward and jumped off Fafnir's head.
The smoke and the dull sound of landing appeared at the same time, and the figure of the white knight stepped out of the smoke step by step.
The knight took off the broadsword as wide as a door panel from behind, and then held it upright in front of him.
The fierce momentum, centered on the white knight, pressed towards Animusfia and Artoria Alt.
Arturia clenched the Sword of Victory in her hand, lowered her center of gravity, and pointed the tip of the sword at the white knight not far away.
The heavily armored knight in front of Artoria felt different from the enemies she had encountered before.
The pressure coming from him was even heavier than Lancelot's.
.....
"boom----"
A violent sonic boom sounded, milky white clouds clung to the white knight's armor, and the broad sword came to Artoria's side in the blink of an eye.
The heavily armored knight in front of him actually broke through the sound barrier.
"Keng————"
The pure white broad sword collided with the pure black sword of victory.
Strong wind pressure blew towards Artoria and Animusfia behind her.
Black Joan, standing above Fafnir's head, saw this scene, nodded with satisfaction, and then said:
"Assassin, go and get rid of that annoying bug over there."
Black Joan decides to get rid of Animusfia.
"Hehehe~ I still want to taste the blood of that little knight girl."
Camilla, whose body was covered with dragon scales, licked her lips with her forked tongue.
"Go as soon as I tell you to. Are you going to betray me like Lancer?"
Black Joan looked at the half-dragon, half-vampire Camilla with a hint of menace.
"Yes, you are such an unlovable witch."
Camilla turned into bright red blood mist and left Fafnir's huge body.
"Disgusting vampire..."
Staring at Camilla's leaving figure, Black Jeanne's face was full of disgust.
******
The blood mist approached Animusfiya very quickly and arrived in front of Animusfia in the blink of an eye.
Sharp dragon claws stretched out from the fog and stabbed Animusfia.
What was different from ordinary dragon claws was that the tips that were supposed to be nails were now made up of blood that was constantly flowing.
Animusfia used the Spear of Ouranos to hold the dragon's claw, but the blood that formed the tip of the dragon's claw suddenly stretched out and pierced Animusfia's head.
Then the thick dragon tail was drawn out from the fog and cut off Animusfia's body at the waist.
"Hehehe..."
With a chuckle, the half-dragon vampire emerged from the mist.
"Um?"
The corpse of the magician in front of him seemed a little strange.
In her surprised eyes, Animusfiya's body turned into a black light spot and slowly disappeared.
"Qi, is he a vampire again?"
Animusfia slowly walked out of the shadows on the side.
The moment the dragon's shadow covered Animusfia, he activated Sethun magic and moved his true body aside.
There is nothing to hesitate about.
but,
Animusfia was really fed up with vampires.
Camilla's eyes gradually became serious, staring at Animusfia who walked out of the shadows.
"Is this how you defeated Dracula?"
Animusfia did not reply to Camilla, but stared at her quietly.
Artoria was currently fighting Saber on Black Joan's side, and had no time to take care of Animusfia at the moment.
Fighting against heroic spirits is not easy.
But fortunately, he is not the only one who can fight now.
With the sound of breaking through the air, a giant shield hit the half-dragon vampire.
"Bang——"
The heavy shield fell to the ground, and dirt flew in all directions.
Camilla turned into blood mist and dodged the attack.
It was Mashu and others who arrived from Lasalita.
"A Servant, Mash Kirilet, reporting to you!"
Raising his shield and facing Camilla who reappeared, Mashu turned back to Animusfia and said.
Then, Mash noticed Animusfia's missing left arm.
"Mr. Animusfia, what is this?"
"It's just that one arm is missing, don't worry about it. The opponent is a vampire and looks like a dragon, so don't be distracted."
"yes!"
Matthew turned back and concentrated on confronting the frowning Camilla.
*****
"Soldiers of France, gather under this flag, my Lord is here!"
The genuine Jeanne d'Arc, holding a huge flag, also appeared on the battlefield and released her Noble Phantasm.
Marshal Gilles de Rey, who was directing the battle on the distant hillside, could not believe his eyes after witnessing everything.
But such a moving figure, such a noble spirit.
Gilles de Rey believed that she would never mistake Joan of Arc.
Since Joan's death, memories of past battlefields have continued to echo in Jill's mind.
He just wanted to see the girl again.
Now the wish comes true.
Gil de Rey got on his horse and galloped towards the battlefield.
That is undoubtedly the real Joan of Arc.
