"Whew-whew-whew-"

The sound of the bipedal wyvern waving its wings up and down reverberated rhythmically over Orleans, as if setting off a strong gust of wind.

Hundreds of wurms surrounded the square where the castle sits, letting out a suppressed roar, as if ready to rush down and bite their prey at any moment, with a deadly glint in their eyes.

However, at this moment, these bipedal wyverns were unusually rushing forward without seeing their prey, but only surrounded the French troops below who were about to storm the castle.

Because, now they are not leaderless, they have a real master who is directing them and manipulating them.

"Hehe..."

Some evil laughter came from the back of a two-legged wyvern.

The voice was made by a girl no more than twenty years old.

The girl was dressed like a goddess, with armor on her wrists and abdomen, an iron headband on her head, and a flag in her hand, which fluttered in the wind, and looked like a shrewd and capable female general.

However, whether it is the priest-like attire, the refined armor, the headband, or the banner, all of them are pitch black, and even the hair tied behind the back looks like short hair, and only a long braid hanging down the hair color is ominously miserable white, bringing a sense of oozing.

As for the banner in the girl's hand, it is the same ominous dragon pattern.

Jet-black.

Turbidity.

Pale.

Evil.

This is the first impression that the girl in front of you can give people.

The girl standing on the back of the dragon is just like what others call her, and even ———— the "Witch of the Dragon" to the out-and-out "Dragon Witch".

Now, this witch is leading hundreds of legions of bipedal dragons to completely surround the French army below.

Looking at this evil witch, the soldiers in the French army trembled their lips one by one, and their faces turned pale.

Even Jill's eyes fluttered, as if intoxicated, and as if crying out in sadness.

"Joan of Arc!"

Jill addressed each other by such a name.

But...

"She's Joan of Arc?"

Luo Zhen rode on the wolf's back, and while comforting the grinning demon wolf under him, a deep disbelief surged in his heart.

Don't say it's Luo Zhen, even Matthew doesn't want to believe it.

"Liar..."Matthew held his shield in front of Luo Zhen, staring at the witch in the sky while on guard, biting his lip and whispering: "How can it be so evil breath..."

How could it be that noble and immaculate saint?

This is what Matthew wants to say, and this is what Luo Zhen wants to say.

However...

"Holy Maiden?"

It was none other than Joan of Arc herself who expressed ridicule and contempt for the word.

"Don't put that stupid and ridiculous title on me." The witch sneered, "Otherwise, I will burn you all to the ground, and use this cursed banner in my hand." ”

As she spoke, the witch raised the black flag in her hand.

"Bang!"

The flame of the red lotus burned like the karmic fire of hell.

Luo Zhen had already activated the skill of "Sky Eye" and clearly detected all this.

"Get out of the way!"

Luo Zhen shouted at Matthew.

“……！？”

Almost relying on his trust in Luo Zhen, Matthew carried out his instructions without hesitation, and jumped away from the spot.

"Bang!"

With this leap, the karmic fire of hell passed by Matthew's location and fell on one of the soldiers next to him.

"Ahh

The screams resounded throughout the square like the wails of a terrible ghost.

The soldier who had been touched by the karmic fires of hell burned in an instant, leaving no ashes behind, and disappeared without a trace in such a terrible scream.

"This...!?"

Witnessing this scene with his own eyes, Matthew's face also turned a little pale.

If he hadn't avoided it himself, not to mention the question of whether he would have been injured, at least the soldier wouldn't...!

"Focus! Matthew! ”

As Matthew's mood was affected, Roman's voice eagerly reached his ears.

"That's not your fault! Pay attention to the enemies in front of you! Otherwise, Luo Zhen will be in danger! ”

Roman's reminder made Matthew climb up from the abyss of self-blame, biting his lip tightly, holding his shield, and continuing to guard in front of Luo Zhen.

And the French army was already in disarray.

"Damn witch...!"

"How dare you...!?"

"Damn...!"

"It's in vain that we believed in you so much!"

One by one, the soldiers were frightened and angry, and cursed at the witch on the dragon's back.

But this not only did not make the other party feel unpleasant, but made him show a satisfied expression.

"That's right, that's the attitude you should show."

The witch sneered on the dragon's back.

"Curse."

"Spit on."

"Accusations."

"Resentment."

"That's what you sent at me before the flames burned on me."

The witch opened her eyes and shouted as if she had turned her dark feelings into power.

"Since you have given me these, then put away your pity and sympathy, and continue to vent to me as before!"

The former saint proclaimed this.

"Because, I will also turn all of these into the flames of hell, burn you all up, and destroy this rotten country completely!"

When the words fell, the witch raised the evil flag in her hand.

"My servants!"

"Let's start hunting!"

"Devour all the rats that dare to invade your nest!"

So, the dragon army responded to the manipulator's orders.

"————!Roar roar

An unprecedentedly astonishing roar exploded from the mouth of a two-legged wyvern, sending a wave of air into the sky.

In the next second, a two-legged wyvern swooped down, bringing up a heavy air current, and pounced on the soldiers below.

"Attack!"

Jill also gave the order.

Unfortunately, in the face of the staggering number of Wyvern Legions, although the soldiers reluctantly organized resistance, they no longer had the same morale as before.

One-sided predation is staged in this square.

In the face of all this, even Luo Zhen was powerless to return to the sky.

There is only one thing Luo Zhen can do.

That's...

"Defeat the Dragon Witch!"

Luo Zhen's voice turned into a substantial power, and together with the abundant magic power, it was injected into Matthew's body.

Matthew immediately understood what Luo Zhen was considering.

In the face of hundreds or thousands of bipedal wyverns, this side has no chance of winning at all.

Unless you defeat the witch who controls the dragons.

"Pounds!"

Matthew immediately smashed the floor under his feet and lifted off like a rocket in the direction of the witch.

"Humph!"

In this regard, the witch just snorted coldly, and did not even raise the flag, as if she did not bother to fight with Matthew at all.

There is no other reason.

Someone will take Matthew's attack.

"Whew————!"

When the sharp sound of breaking the air sounded, arrows that seemed to be mixed with a whirlwind burst from afar, and stabbed Matthew in the head mercilessly.