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Tick tock——————

The blood made of magic power slowly flowed down from the wound on the side shoulder along the chest and arms.

"call------"

The cold wind blew past, revealing Joan of Arc in the dust, and the fire of the dragon's breath around him did not stop, on the contrary, the demon fire of hatred was already burning more and more intensely.

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PS: You may not know what it means to get Kong Ming (the twin graduates from the other side) with only a hundred stones (thousands of water).We generally only use two words to describe this kind of person: "Monster Gambling!"

PS: I often say a word, at the beginning I was able to use one shot and ten consecutive two pulls (Li Ya), but now I only use one hundred stones (thousands of water) to draw Kong Ming (the twin graduates from the other side) is not a problem.

PS: A mere pool can sink me?Can you sink my ship?You can sink me, me!when!field!Eat this phone screen!

Chapter 180 Four: Resentment towards "self"

Tick tock——————

"Chi Chi..."

The blood made of magic power dripped on the ground, and then quickly transpired and turned into magic power in the air again.

"----Humph."

This was just the beginning, and at the same time that the murderous aura in her eyes was fully blooming, Joan of Arc stepped on the ground under her feet, and one after another, the pitch-black spears with scorching dragon's breath flew out of the ground in an instant, aligned The vital point of the saint in front of her was right.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Accompanied by a burst of sharp piercing through the air, the surrounding atmosphere was muddied, and the jet-black and blood-red spears with dazzling tail flames turned into meteor-like light spears, falling down like a meteor shower.

"------!!!"

The flash of black and red was reflected in Joan's pale golden eyes.

Just in an instant, she waved the flag in her hand again.

"Bang!!!"

This is the first one.

"call out----"

The saint's body tilted slightly, and the second and third flew past her side, piercing through the rock wall behind, leaving two small holes.

"boom----"

Then came the fourth one that was ejected again.

"call out------"

Immediately afterwards came the fifth spear that flew head-on. This high-speed moving spear had a more terrifying lethality than cold arrows.

The French saint immediately clenched the flagpole in her hand.

"Drink!!!!"

The flag in Joan's hand immediately faced the fifth spear in front of her that she could no longer dodge or bounce.

"Boom——"

"Puff——————"

The spear points of the two collided with each other, and amidst the instant roar, the long spear burning with the dragon's breath suddenly deflected slightly, and then stabbed the saint's left arm with a single shot, drawing a huge wound .

"boom!"

The pitch-black spear sank into the rock wall behind him, and blood flowed from the new wound.

"----what--"

Even as a Servant, the pain that can be described as piercing through her arm made her take a deep breath.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

But it's still not over.

More than a dozen long spears penetrated the air immediately, surrounded the lonely Joan of Arc with a sharp howl.

"call----"

The gust of wind also howled past immediately.

"boom!!!"

And the flag in her hand was also fully unfolded.

Under this dim light, Joan of Arc, whose body was covered with a single layer of golden light, was like an angel who fell into the world.

With this banner, convey the consciousness of the Lord.

This body represents the Lord's redemption.

Facing the black spear that did not leave any room for the saint to escape, the saint waved the sacred banner again.

"Buzz buzz buzz --"

The golden light flickered around the saint, turning into a golden ball of light, which rhythmically followed the continuous waving of the sacred flag in her hand.

"Oh!"

The black and red spears slammed into the golden light curtain and were quickly bounced away.

Then came the second and the third that flew right after.

"bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!!"

Under the protection of this pale golden light curtain, the spears flying from all directions failed to break through the defense again.

"bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!!"

But as this thin light curtain bounced off more and more destructive black spears, the already thin light curtain also dimmed.

"Bang————"

When the last long gun was fired, there was only a faint golden color left on the light curtain.

"Om————"

Suddenly there was a sudden vibration. The scorching fire of the dragon's breath turned into a flame that scorched the magic power in the air, froze into substance, and solidified into an electric arc. In this violent vibration, the black and blood red constituted the most dazzling dragon banner. of dazzling light.

"boom------"

A dark beam of light that wasn't too harsh rose in place in an instant, but when Joan looked directly at this beam of light, she could clearly feel that the light dimmed as if all the objects around her.

This slender beam of light is not dazzling, but what makes it impossible to look directly at is all the luster that has been stripped from the surroundings.

Joan of Arc clenched the flagpole in her hand, and it was obvious that this was definitely the prelude to the Noble Phantasm released by Joan of Arc.

If it's a 【Noble Phantasm】...

She bowed slightly, the two wounds on her body that were still bleeding continuously seemed to be non-existent, her pale gold eyes stared fixedly at the [black] that had almost changed from the eye-catching [red] to the abyss. Slender beam of light.

If it's a Noble Phantasm... then use the [Noble Phantasm] to fight it too!

The saint of France has such self-confidence, no matter what kind of attack, what kind of destruction, what kind of curse can't break through the banner in her hand!

With this thought in mind, Joan of Arc waited in the agony of the battlefield, waiting for the best time to achieve an instant counter-kill after using [Noble Phantasm] to completely defend against Black Joan's Noble Phantasm.

The moment she released the Noble Phantasm——! ! !

"Om————"

But at this moment, a blinding dark cross light flashed across the entire gloomy valley.

"------!!!"

Jeanne's breath stagnated, and a dark memory flashed in front of her eyes in an instant.

"This court is here again to officially sentence the witch Joan of Arc to be burned at the stake again!"

The dark voice engraved into her soul sounded again in her ears.

"Burn her to death!"

"Burn this witch!"

"——————!!!"

For some reason, when the dim light reflected in her eyes, this memory was awakened again, and then poured into her mind at this time.

Just now, while waiting for the most dangerous and critical moment, Joan of Arc made the most fatal mistake. The painful memories of the past flooded into her brain in an instant, and she missed the best opportunity at the most critical moment.

At the same time, he also exposed his most fatal moment.

"Wh----boom!!!!!!"

Amidst the low buzzing, the black flag turned into a long spear, releasing a roar like a missile, with a brilliance like a doomsday shooting star, rushing head-on to the saint who could only be hit in an instant. .

"Uh------"

Joan of Arc who woke up at this time has no time to release the treasure. If she has no time to release the treasure, if she uses the treasure rashly, her spirit core will be crushed in an instant. She can only passively inject magic power into the banner in her hand. In the process, the golden light curtain surrounding her was filled with brilliance again.

"Boom————— bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!

But there is no way for this tiny hair to block a shot.

"—————Crack."

Almost at the moment when the black spear collided with the golden light curtain, a crisp sound like the sound of Joan's finale suddenly rang in Joan's ears.

this is----! ! !

"Ka-Ka-Ka-Ka--"

Before he had time to react, that rift burst into a huge rift like a spider's web in just a few milliseconds.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom——"

But the dark light of the black spear was still intensifying, and through the golden light curtain, Joan of Arc saw the face of Joan of Arc at once.

"go to hell!!!"

There was no trace of complacency, no trace of disdain, no trace of contempt or ridicule, only anger and boundless resentment emerged in her eyes.

Not only against France, but also against the individual named "Jeanne d'Arc (Jeanne Darc)".

"Bang!!!"

The light curtain shattered.

"puff------"

Then there was the muffled sound of the sharp spear piercing through the body.