In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

===Chapter 260 Chapter Three Joan of Arc Black Joan===

"Holy Virgin, it seems that our opponent has begun to desperately want to come here and come to Orleans, the capital of dragons." Gilles de Re said loudly, his eyes were still weird today. Suddenly, people can't help but want to poke it.

But Black Joan was no longer in the mood to poke eyes.

She sat on the throne, thinking silently.

How am I feeling now?

Expect or should... be afraid?

"What about our servants?" Black Joan asked.

"They haven't gone out yet, they're still in Orleans for the time being." Gilles de Rey replied respectfully.

"...What's Fafner's state?"

"It's ready for battle."

Joan of Arc sighed, stood up from the throne, walked out the gates of the castle, and glanced back at Gilles de Re.

"Jill, you will be on my side, right." Facing the upcoming meeting, after imagining the meeting for a long time, there was a trembling in Black Joan's tone.

"Mu Yong questioned, my holy virgin." Gilles de Rey smiled.

"..." Black Joan turned her head away.

Proclaimed: "Come on, this battle... we're going to win."

"Yes."

......

The power of the ten cavalry servants is powerful.

Along the way, the Servants killed all the skeletons, zombies, and flying dragons they saw along the way.

Chaldea has only one goal.

orleans.

Destroy Joan of Arc, recover the Holy Grail, and repair the singularity.

Correct people.

With his followers, Fujimaru Rika will crush all obstacles along the way.

There is still some distance from Orleans, there is a wasteland in front of you, and the towering city can already be seen at the end of the road.

Countless two-legged dragons are flying, extremely dense.

They roared and roared, looking at Chaldea who had come here.

This is Orleans, this is the dragon's lair.

call--

call----

There was a heavy sound of flapping its wings, and even the group of Chaldeans outside the city could hear the sound.

Georgios subconsciously clenched Astron in his hand.

hold head high------

The dragon roar sounded, and the huge sound wave shook everyone's eardrums.

"Although I have seen it once, but the second time I saw it, I still feel..." Matthew swallowed and looked at the huge figure slowly flying from the interior of Orleans.

"Terror, right?" Fujimaru Tachika stared at the dragon intently, but smiled.

The giant dragon is entwined with a strong black gas.

The two-legged flying dragons have already begun to swept the formation, harassing the Chaldean side.

Everyone drove their magic power, took up their weapons, and started to fight back.

The city gate of Orleans opened, and several Servants also came out of the city.

After the green servant with the longbow came out of the city gate, he shot an arrow into the sky.

The other servants were still approaching, and the attack of the green archers came.

It was her treasure.

"Phoibos catastrophe!!!"

Arrows like shooting stars galloped into the sky, bringing the hunter's appeal.

And God will give her back.

Magic arrows fell from the sky like raindrops, hitting the target—all the Chaldeans.

"Senior!" Matthew stood near Teng'an Rika, she had to protect Fujimaru Rika.

The shield stood up, protecting the two of them below.

Lawrence manipulated the diamond to attach to himself, only one side.

Since it is a saturated blow, the power of that single arrow cannot be too strong.

Everyone used their own means to defend against the rain of arrows falling from the sky, and no one except Kiyohime and Mozart was injured.

Kiyohime and Mozart were also injured because there were no weapons in close combat that could block arrows, but they were only slightly injured.

But this Noble Phantasm is not for receiving and killing, but only for delaying time.

After the arrow rain ended, everyone lifted their defenses, but found that the evil dragon and the enemy's servants were extremely close.

Vlad III held a long spear with a hideous smile. Sansong was already about to rush up, his expression was chilling, while Dion was expressionless, just quietly drew his long sword, and the archer Atalante was helpless. of anger, exuding a violent breath.

Besides that, it's-

Jeanne looked up.

The appearance is exactly the same as himself, but the armor has become dark, and the pattern on the flag in his hand is not France, but a flying evil dragon.

"Finally met... another me."

"I'm humble like an earthworm, weak me."

Black Joan of Arc looked down at the holy and serious "self" with disgust and curiosity in her eyes.

Joan of Arc did not speak, just looked at Black Joan.

Black Joan jumped off the dragon's head and waved the evil dragon flag in his hand: "The weak fake, it's just something I abandoned, it looks really annoying."

"...You are here, what do you hate?" Jeanne sighed, and the French flag stood up, "I am black."

Black Joan of Arc grinned and said, "What do I need to say, cowardly me, well, it's no wonder that you are just the soft part of me that should be abandoned, and it's easy to understand if you don't understand my hatred."

"I'm—hate this country!" Black Joan stabbed with the evil dragon banner, looking crazy, "Have you forgotten! Cowardly and humble me! How our country treats us! Those The people - how did they treat us!"

"Facing those flames, did you not even have a trace of resentment?" Black Joan asked.

Joan of Arc used the French flag to block the attack of Black Joan of Arc, but with a smile on her face: "No."

Black Joan was stagnant.

"......why?"

"Because, I am Joan of Arc." Joan of Arc looked into Black Joan of Arc's eyes and said this with a smile.

Even if he was put on the stake, even if his flesh was burnt, he would still not regret what he had experienced——

Yes, this is Joan of Arc.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" Black Joan couldn't control herself, waved the flag of the evil dragon frantically, and fought with Joan again.

......

The pressure of the evil dragon is extremely huge, and everyone feels heavy.

Martha supported Tarasque, extremely weak.

"Wait, Tarasque, wait." Marda smiled, her body was a little transparent.

"Big sister..." Feeling the magic in his body, Tarasque was not happy at all.

Everyone is fighting.

The dragon spewed out flames, and no one could resist, only to find a way to avoid it.

Simonetta is facing off against Vlad III, while Camilla and Elizabeth are fighting against the knight Dion together.

Mozart and Kiyohime found Sansson, while Georgios and Atalanta were having a good time.

Lawrence casts her magic, and the battlefield has become her magic field, with all kinds of gems floating around.

Everyone looked at the giant dragon flying in the sky.

It seems to have found its target, facing Mash and Fujimaru Rika——

swooped down.

===Chapter 260 The Knight's Curtain Ending

"So young, so delicate, so pitiful." Vlad III's spear hit Simonetta's claws, mocking with a smile and compassion, "Which vampire are you?"

"Well..." Simonetta's lovely appearance disappeared without a trace, with exposed canine teeth and blood-red eyes.

It's a sign that she's in a state of battle.

She growled in a low voice, looking at Vlad III.

"I'm a berserker like me, but after entering a state of battle, did you turn your previous rationality into combat power..." Vlad III sighed, "It's so pitiful..."

"Although we are both vampires, I have decided." He smiled wantonly, as if he had defeated Simonetta, "I will drain your blood and free you, young beauty."

"Well -ah ah ah ah ah !!!!" Simon's claws flashed with blood light, and the long shocks with Frad III's long shots.

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