"Oh? I thought this chase would last a long time. Are you afraid of the limit, but you are desperate? Hahaha, it's stupid, it's stupid. ”

Joan of Arc, who had been standing on top of the giant sea devil and looking at Bordeaux with a playful gaze, smiled disdainfully.

It was early in the morning, about four o'clock, and the sky was just beginning to whiten, and the clean sky that was peculiar to the peculiar point was beginning to reveal a hazy blue.

There is no wrath of the Wyvern.

Because of Fafner's death, the dragons in the true sense of the word have no leader.

Previously, Joan of Arc was able to control Wyverns, which was largely due to the fact that she was able to control the upper dragon species Fafner. There is a deterrent effect on the dragons. Originally, in the Great War, there was nothing left of the Wyvern Legion, which was almost slaughtered, and now that there is no mandatory order, no one will come to send them to death.

The same goes for the sea devils, who did not appear.

Because the magic of summoning sea demons is all used to maintain the existence of this huge monster.

Step by step, the monster seemed to move, rubbing forward little by little. However, because of the size, the frequency is slow, but the speed is not slow at all. As mentioned earlier, the speed is about one thousand meters and three minutes. This is about the same speed as an ordinary high school student, which is already very slow in the eyes of the Servant.

After chasing for a long time, Joan of Arc was not such a patient person, thanks to Guildre's constant advocacy of the beauty of destruction, plus she turned around, she could indeed see that everything behind her was destroyed by the sea devils along the way, and she barely suppressed her temperament.

Now, of course, I will be happy to finally see the enemy.

It was a neat infantry formation.

Five squares in the same formation, the soldiers are ready to fight. Standing at the front of the line, a girl dressed in black and wearing a red cloak, holding a musket in her hand, she picked up the spear with both hands and aimed it at Joan of Arc, who was standing on top of the sea devil's head.

"Good! It's in range! Let them see the world-famous three-stage strike! ”

Pulling the trigger, Nobunaga's first shot was used as a trigger, and the surrounding French soldiers raised their guns and fired volleys in rows.

The dense barrage rained down on the giant sea devil, and seriously, there was no need to aim at it, because this thing was too huge. It's hard to shoot empty guns.

Napoleon Bonaparte was in the middle of the procession, with a gun, but did not attack. Squinting his eyes, he smiled slightly, and pressed a special bullet into the pistol, striking a beautiful red mark at the sky.

That is, flares. A special bullet that uses color combinations to convey information to other people. After all, in those days before wireless communication was invented, it was the most suitable thing for armies to learn from each other.

At the sight of the red smoke, the French soldiers were excited, their bodies emitted a faint red glow, and they were able to bear the augment of Napoleon's leadership, and while shooting, they quickly separated to the left and right, moving towards the sides of the giant sea devil.

In the middle of the vacant seat is the knight of the white horse. A knight with long chestnut hair and a gentle and stocky feeling, Joljos was canonized as a saint in Christian legend.

Wearing bronze armor and a white robe, and a legendary sword that would not break, Ascalon, with a wave of his great sword, rushed towards the giant sea demon.

The huge sea devil instinctively counterattacked, countless tentacles plunged into the earth, and then, through the ground in front of him, like a wriggling forest, people had an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

It doesn't feel good just looking at it.

Jorjos didn't care about any of this, and waved the long sword in his hand, and the sharp sword light easily split the tentacles.

However, there were too many tentacles, and the purple-blue blood spurted from the severed limbs stained the sky like raindrops, and more tentacles poured over like tree branches.

"Fantasy Greatsword! The Heavenly Demon is gone! ”

With Siegfried's majestic roar, the dragon slayer's tall and sturdy body leaped up, and in mid-air, the blue gems embedded in the hilts of his hands burst into beautiful brilliance, and the true aether of the god was poured into the blade, and with the swing, the hemispherical shockwave swept away the tentacles that blocked Jorchos's path.

The strong wind blew, and the rancid blood of the sea devil and the charred limbs flew against the current towards the sea devil body.

Taking a sharp breath in mid-air, Siegfried quickly adjusted his state and continued to follow behind Jorchos.

His treasure has several uses, a regular attack mode, a mode that focuses on power and pours all the magic into one hit, and a mode like now, where the magic power is used less, but it is better than the frequency of the treasure liberation.

After all, the military treasure is much more efficient than ordinary slashing.

On the path opened up by Siegfried, a girl dressed in a modern black and white costume rushed forward with a spear wrapped in a microphone. Something like a bat's wing grew from her back, and with her long, slippery tail and purple dragon horns on both sides of her pink hair, she really looked like a dragon.

"Wow, ah, as a former economist, he actually wants to sabotage Miss Ben's new concert, the nature is too bad!"

Elizabeth grumbled, her eyes fixed only on Joan of Arc above the sea devil's head.

This is also thanks to the wind in the ears of Yukisai Yagi, the guy who runs the train with his mouth, describes the giant sea devil as a bio-powered autopilot stereo, and then promotes Black Joan of Arc as deliberately sabotaging it in order to prevent Elizabeth from going to a new production company.

This kind of nonsense that children would not believe, but Elizabeth did.

After all, she is now in a state of madness...... I really can't expect her IQ.

In addition, Yukisai Yagi is different from others, and if he finds that the other party can't communicate, he will start to follow the other party's words. For example, when he was with Mordred at the beginning, he held her along with her, and then Qingji was too, and soon he began to think about how to use Anzhen-sama's identity to seek benefits for himself. This is even more true now.

Elizabeth's madness,Let her only think about things related to idol activities,Yagi Yukisai blows the wind in her ears,She thinks again,It seems that it is true that this original economic man (Joan of Arc) is not good for herself.,Always angry at every turn.。

So she was self-centered, and soon made up a rich plot that would take about 8-12 episodes in a TV series, including how Black Joan of Arc was hostile to herself, and how she racked her brains to block herself.

By the way, TV series are generally forty or fifty episodes, and as for the rest of the episodes, of course, it is how Elizabeth solved the fault finding fault of this former economic person, and became a big star praised by everyone as a peak idol.

It's really the kind of TV series that no one will watch......

However, for the Chaldeans, as long as she can be hostile to Joan of Arc.

Flapping along the bat's wings, Elizabeth flew towards Joan of Arc, put the microphone to her lips, and shouted at her, "That's it!" Former Homo Economicus! Roll off my stereo!! ”

"Huh?! You guy, get out of here! ”

He raised his hand towards Elizabeth and burst into flames. Elizabeth saw at once her hostility, and she pounced on her in a fit of rage, trying to pull her off the giant sea devil.