The pure white holy flag is inlaid with iris flowers, and the holy light lingers on the golden sides of the flag.
Then in a matter of milliseconds, the pitch-black spear tip stabbed Jeanne d'Arc behind the holy flag at extremely fast speeds.
Like a missile that suddenly accelerated after being launched, air waves and shock waves shot out in all directions with the two "Joan of Arc" as the origin.
but,
The expected scene of the flag being pierced by a spear did not appear.
On the contrary, the seemingly light iris swaying in the wind did not waver at all under the attack of the Dragon Witch.
The speed of the spear tip seemed to have never existed before, and in the end it could only land gently on the holy flag.
Under this flag, no matter what kind of damage is done, it will eventually manifest itself into the holy flag itself and become an insignificant scratch on the flag.
"Hey, are you just a fake, will you just hide in your shell and be a turtle?"
The unwilling Dragon Witch continued to attack Jeanne's defense.
Joan of Arc was able to barely parry the attack from Black Joan of Arc, but her steps still couldn't stop retreating.
At the beginning, Joan of Arc could barely use the holy flag as a spear to fight against her "other self".
But after just a few rounds, she was left with only room for defense.
The flagpole of the Evil Dragon Flag, which was also used as a spear by Black Joan, fell heavily, and Joan was forced to raise the holy flag horizontally.
"Keng——————"
The sound of gold and iron passing through came.
Like growing tree branches, the tiny cracks on Joan of Arc's holy flag that were almost invisible before began to connect with each other under the sound, and finally came together.
A crack visible to the naked eye appeared on Joan of Arc's flagpole.
"Gu, so strong."
Although Joan knew that she was no match for her "other self", she did not expect that the other party would be so strong.
Just the fact that she is so strong can already prove that she is not Jeanne.
Even [My Lord is Here], which can withstand all attacks, has its own limits.
Just like a thousand-mile embankment destroyed by an anthill, this crack will be the starting point for the collapse of Joan of Arc's Noble Phantasm.
But the high pressure exerted on Joan of Arc's Holy Flag did not relax because her Noble Phantasm was close to collapse, but instead continued to increase.
Joan of Arc used all her strength to block the dropped spear of the Dragon Witch, but then the flames and iron bars burst out of the ground and attacked her.
Also locked in a bitter battle with Joan of Arc was Gilles de Rey and the French army.
Although he briefly possessed the body of a heroic spirit, Gil de Rey was still powerless when facing a real Servant.
Not to mention that the other person is his "future self" who knows himself thoroughly.
Although he fell into madness, Bluebeard's thoughts were still clear during the battle. No matter how Gil de Rey wanted to attack, he would always hit his target.
But Gil de Rey has no way of knowing what his future self will be, nor why he masters such evil magic.
Just looking at the densely packed tentacles emerging from the soil, one can feel a deep sense of foreboding.
Gil de Rey even lost the space to stay, and could only continue to kill the tentacles emerging from his feet.
If Gil de Rey and Joan of Arc were only at a disadvantage, then the soldiers who fought against the evil dragon Fafnir were completely slaughtered.
Although Fafnir was summoned by Caster Bluebeard and controlled by Joan of Arc, Fafnir is probably the strongest among the characters present.
Since Siegfried was eliminated by Vortigern, Fafnir has become an invincible existence in France at the Singularity.
Even Black Joan and Vortigern cannot fight Fafnir head-on.
Vortigern might be able to survive by virtue of his immortality, but in the end he could only end up being killed by him endlessly.
Even if Vortigern is the incarnation of Britain, this is no exception.
Even Siegfried was able to defeat it only because of the restraint of the myth itself.
Fafnir was more afraid of the sword than Siegfried himself.
Although the French army, which had become a secondary heroic spirit, might be invincible against bipedal wyverns and ordinary giant dragons, when faced with Fafnir, who could not be matched by ordinary heroic spirits, they became completely vulnerable to the sword. This chapter has been completed!