The flags striking, and the sound was crisp.

Joan of Arc sighed.

Although she had completely suppressed Joan of Arc, her mood was not good at all.

And Joan of Arc was a little unbelievable.

"Is that true... Jill..." Joan of Arc's eyes passed over Joan of Arc and looked behind Joan of Arc, with a tall and burly figure everywhere.

Jill de Reimer kept silent, holding the human book's hand exposed.

He was not in a calm mood.

......

Fafna himself is a top evil dragon. After adding the concept of another dragon, it is even more terrifying and indescribable.

Tarask's attack was heavy and painful, but Fafna was in a madness and quickly recovered the wound.

If it recovers at this speed...

As a dragon, Tarask feels extremely difficult to think about.

At this time, Fafner would no longer fight back, but the indiscriminate attacks brought by his madness that were unconventional and unconventional.

The fireball was wrapped in a rich black air, spurted out from the dragon's mouth, and then fell from the sky, like a volcano erupting, destroying the earth with anger and madness.

Tarask rolled, and the sharp spikes pierced into Favner's body, but the evil dragon's attack remained endless.

"Fire the cannon!!!" A slightly hoarse shout came.

The thin handsome man led the army waving the French flag to the battlefield.

Unlike the flame of a dragon, the flame of a human is very rational.

The targets of all the shells point to the huge figure entangled with black gas.

Attacks from another dragon, shelling from the French army, and severe weakening caused by Lawrence.

Fafner finally couldn't hold on.

The sea demon that wrapped around the inner body lost its activity and fell off the dragon's body. The black air was quickly retracting, and the target was the heroic spirit who had already grown behind the evil dragon.

Lancelot had long lost consciousness and hung on the dragon's back and swayed left and right.

Joeljos held Astron and rode a white horse toward the disintegrated Fafna.

This is why I was summoned at this special point.

You are a dragon!

You are guilty!

Tarask rashly tore open the holes of Favner, which had been transformed by Gil de Ray, and let it reveal its vivid [core] (heart).

The saint who killed the dragon was not the hero at the time, but he was the same unrestrained.

This is Fujimaru Rika's dragon-slaying plan-

At the end of the battle between dragons and dragons, the sword of the dragon-slaying heroes is used to kill the evil dragon.

Mashu carried Lawrence, who was still unconscious, and returned to the front battlefield with Fujimaru Rika.

The two-legged flying dragons around them were crazy about getting close to them, protecting their masters, their kings.

but--

Elizabeth, Camilla, Simonetta.

The surviving heroes will open up a rapid path for the sharp blade that takes the heart.

Blocked all the flying dragons around him, and Joel Joss focused on his mind and had only one goal.

Tarask pressed Fafna under his body, tearing Fafna's chest with his sharp claws.

Joel Jos smiled and said, "This is me, my soul of martyr--"

"This is what Astron is really like."

"Rough Slaughter-Ascalon"!!!"

Juel Joss jumped high from the back of the white horse and faced the dragon's heart that exuded terrifying energy without hesitation.

Draw the sword and swing it down.

The sword was slightly hindered, but Dan still stabbed in unyieldingly.

Although I am not Ziegfe or Ziegrud, but-

You are a dragon.

The dragon heart collapsed, and a huge energy wave completely swallowed Joel Joss.

Since it is not the specific [Dragon Slayer], but he still killed the evil dragon, then it is certain that he will bear some punishment...

The evil dragon stretched out his head and neck, and let out a last roar of despair towards the sky.

hold head high------

Then, it collapsed on the ground with a bang.

Joel Joss' figure disappeared without any suspense. When the dragon collapsed, it was shattered into the most basic magical molecule under the powerful pressure.

Fafner's huge body started from the top of his head and slowly turned into dust and drifted between heaven and earth.

Tarask lay on the ground, exhausted.

The remaining heroes, Mathieu, Lawrence, Camilla, Elizabeth and Simonetta, were all seriously injured.

Tarask looked at these people, especially Fujimaru Rika, with a smile on his strange and ugly face.

Its body also had a golden light.

It was a unconventional hero who was forced to summon. It was Marda who completely transferred the spiritual foundation to it, and through the huge amount of magic power provided by Fujimaru Rika's spell, he was able to stabilize his body in this era.

As for now, the task has been completed, it is naturally time to say goodbye.

"You are a little bit like the smart sister of the eldest sister." Tarask looked at Fujimaru Rika and commented.

"...Thank you, Mr. Tarask." Fujimaru Rika was silent for two seconds and said solemnly.

Tarask did not shirk, but just nodded.

"I hope you can summon your elder sister's head again. By that time, I will definitely follow you up with a silly face."

As it said, it also turned into a golden dot of light, and disappeared into France with the brilliant golden light.

At this time, the two-legged flying dragons who had lost their controller completely lost control.

Elizabeth looked at the people around her.

The most important purpose now is to go to Joan of Arc's battlefield and arrest the black saint.

However, these two-legged flying dragons...

Joan of Arc looked at the disappearance of Fafner in confusion and murmured to himself in a daze: "How is this...it's possible...why did I fail..."

Bang.

A wide palm slapped on Black Jean Arc's shoulder.

"Gill..." Black Joan of Arc's voice was extremely weak.

"......Let's go back to the castle in Orleans first, and use the Holy Grail to summon more followers. We are not without the ability to turn defeat into victory." He looked kind and looked at Joan of Arc as if he was treating his daughter.

"Well, yes, I can also summon followers." Joan of Black looked at the servants who were coming in this direction, and couldn't help but tremble.

I'm going back, I'm going back to summon the servants...

Jill de Ray summoned countless sea demons and cooperated with the crazy two-legged flying dragon to stop Chalde from moving forward.

Looking at Jill de Ray and Joan of Black who were escaping quickly, Joan of Arc sighed.

Is the so-called Joan of Arc actually like this...

Everyone wanted to chase after him, but there were countless sea demons and two-legged flying dragons, blocking their path.

Elizabeth snorted.

"They all rushed up like such a hero. How could I dare to fall behind?"

She turned around.
Chapter completed!