I Will Eventually Embark on a Road of No Return Called a Hero

Atalanta nodded, no wonder she always felt a sense of people watching.

"It's ready!" Jeanne raised her hand as if asking for credit.

"Then Joan of Arc, let me ask you a question," Sidika snapped her fingers, "what is the most important thing to keep secret?"

"Uh...low-key?" Jeanne tilted her head.

"Positive solution, then do you think that thing is low-key?" Siddija pouted in the direction of the sky courtyard.

"How is it possible... to keep a low profile," Joan of Arc began to understand what Hidega meant.

Although it is night, it is the time of the Holy Grail War, but the sky courtyard is still too high-profile, even at night, it is clear, not all human beings sleep at night, and the size of this sky courtyard is not large. Small, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the kind that can be evacuated before dawn.

"That's why we have to ask her to put away the Noble Phantasm!" Jeanne suddenly realized.

"No, we don't have the authority to order the participating heroic spirits to stop using the Noble Phantasm, as long as she uses some hidden magic to hide the traces of the sky garden," Siddija waved her hand, "but no matter how that woman sees it That kind of guy with upturned nostrils and eccentric personality, the better your attitude, the less likely she will be obedient, and a bad attitude might have a miraculous effect."

I don't know why Jeanne had a bad premonition.

Siddija raised her right hand and raised her middle finger in the direction of the sky courtyard.

"To deal with such a strange woman, this is the fastest!"

In this huge battlefield, Siddija is just like an ant. How could the empress, who seems to be enjoying the drama, care about the actions of the ants.

A big tic-tac-toe popped up on Semiramis' head.

The pictures around her were full of blood and violence, and she always watched with great pleasure. Even if they were at a disadvantage, she was still very calm, but she couldn't keep calm when she saw the scene of Siddija.

The words of ridicule Max's middle finger and the crooked keel soldiers on his back are full of malice.

"Please don't do this!" Jeanne hurriedly hugged Sidika's right hand with her middle finger raised, "It's not normal to think like this!"

"Yeah~ Look at this woman, the more she begs her, the more she ignores you. The reverse operation may have a miraculous effect," Sidika raised her left hand and touched Joan of Arc's head.

"I think the effect is coming," Atalanta pulled the cape over Rashidega's right shoulder, then pointed to the sky courtyard.

The twelve magic circles that blasted away Astolfo were all aimed in their direction at the moment, and terrifying magic was brewing in them.

"Um, it must be because of Joan's ugly words." The cloak on Sidika's right shoulder was spread out to form two dragon claws, one of which lifted Joan to block the twelve magic circles. In front, another dragon claw was very considerate to help Joan of Arc pick up the flag, "Hurry up and make amends."

"What's the matter! I'm very serious about the words!" Jeanne kicked her legs in dissatisfaction.

"Okay~" Hidega spread her hands and threw Jeanne behind her.

"Wait a minute, I'd better use my Noble Phantasm to block this place," Joan reached out and grabbed Sidika's clothes.

"No problem, stand behind me with peace of mind," Sidika twisted her neck, "It's just a magic cannon, trust me."

Atalanta put her arms around her chest, and at her speed it was easy to get out of the range of the magic cannon, which was clearly aimed at Sidgar, but since Sidgar said she would stand behind him with peace of mind, how could she will not go either.

"boom-----"

Twelve beams of light shot straight to the position of Siddigar, and the dazzling light made Joan of Arc subconsciously close her eyes.

It's too late to unfold the Noble Phantasm now, so it's just like what Hideka said.

believe him!

"Things like Noble Phantasms are really strange existences." Facing the EX-level magic cannon, Sidgar put his hands in his pockets and calmly looked at the dazzling beam of light.

Something that never existed in her lifetime has been sublimated into a Noble Phantasm because of the praises of the world. Semiramis never had this sky garden before her death, but it was mixed in in mythology, so she has this Noble Phantasm [Vanity Sky Garden] .

The abilities that he possessed during his lifetime will also have different effects due to the praise of the myth. The same is invulnerable. Achilles's heroic withering flower makes non-divine attacks ineffective against him, while Siegfried's dragon blood armor is B. The following attacks do not work.

Hidega also has an invulnerable body, but he is essentially different from Achilles Siegfried. Achilles died because of the god Apollo, so he appeared on his immortal body after becoming a heroic spirit. Vulnerability, Siegfried died from a backstab, so um, there was a weakness too, but Siddija was different, there was no one in his mythology that could harm him, and his death wasn't even recorded in the mythology, From here, it has sublimated into a Noble Phantasm that can only be possessed by Heroic Spirits.

Noble Phantasm [Unfinished Song]

Like an unfinished piece of music, this Noble Phantasm is unfinished, and as long as there are beings who think Siddija is still alive, this Noble Phantasm will never be completed and it will continue like an endless song.

Perhaps this flawless Noble Phantasm will only show its flaws when Hidega truly dies and all people give up hope, but before that——

All the rays of light are refracted in all directions like hitting a prism. The surrounding keel soldiers turned into ashes at the moment when they were swept by the rays of light. But behind Hidega is like a pure land.

Hidega is an invincible existence.

"Lord..." Joan of Arc opened her eyes dully and stared at Siddija who was bathed in light.

The rays of light dissipated, and Sidgar calmly looked at the direction of the courtyard in the sky and looked at Semiramis across the projection, and then calmly and firmly...

Middle finger raised.

Chapter 34 here I come!

Frankenstein today is a little confused.

The instructions given to her by the man who looked anemic but scary were messing around on the battlefield. In a word, he would take down what he could take down, and if he couldn't take it down, go to the white-haired man with the sword and take it down.

But according to her master Coles, the heroic spirits of the red side are now seriously lacking, and there is basically nothing that she can't remove, so Frankenstein has been smashing the dragon tooth soldiers with [Girl's Chastity], plus her Noble Phantasm The particularity of her, she fights stronger and stronger, until...

"Well?"

A suspicious figure flashed past the dragon tooth soldiers and rushed into the forest.

Frankenstein tilted his head.

The figure doesn't look like an ordinary person in terms of speed, but it's neither the saber who almost took her down before, nor the Aarcher who almost took her away. Caster's words are too flexible, assassin's words are a bit too casual. .