The deep darkness swallowed up the white dragon's huge body, and finally disappeared behind the skyline.
"Director, that is——————"
Fujimaru Ritsuka pointed at the black beam of light in the sky and said.
"That's Saber Alter's Noble Phantasm. I can still recognize it."
Animusfia frowned and looked in the direction of the light beam.
"However, the magic power Miss Saber released this time... was stronger than the one in Fuyuki City."
Mashu, who had faced Artoria once before, carefully observed the power of the Noble Phantasm and then said.
"Even that king tried his best. It seems that the enemy is very difficult..."
Animusfia said while looking at Giorgios beside her.
"Is Mr. Giorgios sure of defeating this dragon?"
After thinking for a moment, Giorgios shook his head.
"My words alone can't do it."
The implication is that if someone helps, Giorgios may be able to defeat it.
"It doesn't matter, we will help you."
"Wait... Director, are you saying that Artoria's attack alone can't kill this guy?"
The red-haired girl asked Animusfia with an incredulous tone.
Animusfia sighed and did not answer.
The opponent that Artoria could take so seriously was a giant white dragon.
He had roughly guessed who the enemy was.
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"ha........"
Panting, Artoria inserted the Holy Sword of Reversal - Excalibur Morgan into the lava in front of her.
Taking the center of the battle between her and Vortigern as the origin, burning earth and scorching air spread all around.
The remaining heat caused the scene in front of Artoria to fluctuate.
finished?
Now Artoria has almost exhausted the magic power to maintain her own existence.
This was her only chance to face Vortigern.
Hurry up before Vortigern and use his moves to defeat Vortigern himself.
Therefore, Artoria devoted almost all her magic power to this attack.
.........
The smoke and air fluctuations receded, and only less than half of Vortigern's skeleton and flesh remained in the distance.
The remaining dragon scales are no longer as bright and white as before.
In the high-temperature and high-energy environment of the Sword of Oath of Victory, Vortigern's dragon scales were like molten glass, and they were still red until this moment.
Vortigern's dragon scales can absorb and store part of the magic power.
However, at this time, it was obvious that the amount of magic power was too great for Vortigern's scales, causing the excess magic power that could not be absorbed to be released outward.
Light and heat are constantly emitted from the white dragon's scales, roasting the remaining flesh and blood of Vortigern.
Probably "White Dragon" is indeed dead.
"call--------"
After taking a long breath, Artoria took off her fighting stance, held the holy sword embedded in the lava with both hands, and leaned her weight on the sword of victory.
Although she has temporarily lost the ability to fight, the contract between her and her master is still close, and magic power is still constantly being transported through the contract.
After resting for a while, Artoria can rush to the battlefield not far away to help the French army led by Joan of Arc and Gilles de Rey.
It only takes a while.
It only takes a little while.
Still holding the hilt of the sword in her hand, with her legs tilted to the side, Artoria sat sideways on the cooling and solidified lava.
There was a trace of fatigue on her delicate face that was often ignored due to her behavior.
As an alter, if all identities are thrown away, Artoria is just an ordinary girl.
But now, facing the crisis of human nature, even if the identities of king and knight can be abandoned, the role of warrior cannot be abandoned.
But Artoria is still looking forward to the day when she doesn't have to play any role.
Before that, you still need to annihilate all the enemies.
The situation in the war has turned favorable.
The berserker Lancelot and the archer Atalanta were defeated at the beginning.
ncer Vlad III and the saber Vortigern she had just defeated.
There are very few servants left on the enemy side.
Caster from the Dragon Witch side is with Black Jeanne.
Although the remaining assassins brought Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others into the Noble Phantasm, the Master should not have much of a problem under the protection of Mashu and Giorgios, not to mention Animusfia is also among them.
, it shouldn’t be a problem to get rid of the assassin.
What started as a hopeless combat power gap between Chaldea and the Dragon Witch has slowly turned into an even match.
...
...
No, that's not right.
Artoria's heart was filled with regret.
How could she miss such a simple thing.
There are seven types of heroic spirits that can be summoned by the Holy Grail——Saber, Ncer, Rider, Caster, Assassin, and Berserker.
Counting all of them at this time, there are only six servants appearing on the Dragon Witch's side.
There is another rider who is still missing and his identity is unknown.
"...Is there still room for rest?"
A low and familiar voice sounded again.
"whispering sound--!"
Arturia reluctantly raised her head and looked at Bailong's "remnant body".
Like a creature lurking in the deepest part of the ocean, it glows with dark and blood-red tones. Like worms, countless tiny tentacles pour out from the gaps and appear on the white dragon's body.
Just looking at it makes you feel ominous, and just looking at it can make you feel fearful.
As if they were alive, the tiny tentacles quickly squirmed, extended, and finally weaved into the white dragon's huge body.
The jet black and blood red finally transformed into pure white.
The majestic dragon head and white and bright scales completely disappeared from the disgusting sight before.
Such a scene can only be associated with the caster beside Joan of Arc.
Artoria's face looked ugly.
She only discovered that Vortigern was affected by Caster's magic, but she failed to realize that Caster's magic could actually affect the highest-level fantasy species "dragon" to such an extent.
Vortigern seemed completely unaware of this.
"Looking at you, you must have guessed Rider, right?"
"You just died once."
"If I was simply summoned this time, I would indeed have died. Or rather, I would have died. However, you should have guessed that I am not only a Saber, but also a Rider. Unless two spiritual bases are attacked at the same time,
Broken into pieces, otherwise you can’t really destroy me.”
He seemed to really not be aware of the changes in himself.
"Goo!"
Arturia reluctantly pulled out the Sword of Victory embedded in the solidified lava, and a faint red light lit up on the inverted holy sword.
It sounds easy to crush two spiritual bases at the same time, but in fact it is completely impossible to achieve.
I'm afraid the image of the knight holding a broad sword shown by Vortigern is Saber, and the current dragon is Rider.
But only one of them appeared in front of her at one time.
Not to mention, Artoria has no time to release the Noble Phantasm again at this time.
Although her physical strength has not been restored at all, the only thing left for Artoria now is to fight to the end.
Even if there is no chance of winning.
"Are you mentally prepared? Then, let me take you on your last journey, Arthur."
The deep darkness condensed and expanded in Vortigern's mouth, and finally exploded towards Artoria.
And Artoria could only raise her sword and make a feeble final resistance.
The darkness finally touched the tip of the sword of victory.
...
“occam’s razor!”
Accompanied by loud shouts, countless white magic strings wrapped around the darkness spitting out of the white dragon's mouth.
Then, as if cut off by a sharp blade, the strings and darkness disintegrated into the air.
"Do you want to crush two spiritual bases at the same time?"
Animusfia's figure appeared in the center of the battlefield.
"Thank you for the information, Vortigern." This chapter has been completed!