Fujimaru Ritsuka clenched her fists and said loudly.
The first one to take action was Mozart.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart's job title is caster, which is also the most common job title for modern scholars or artists who have never been exposed to things like magic, so he liberated himself
The Noble Phantasm does not need to be moved.
The battle has begun, and the brief greetings are enough for everyone here to soothe the joy of reunion after a long separation.
"I'm going to change the tune here - listen! The devil's voice!"
"[Requiem for Death]!!!"
Mozart was in high spirits and stopped arguing with Sanson. Angels who were playing appeared beside him. The angels responded to Mozart's mood and played this song very happily.
"Ugh - such a feeling!!!"
Demon God Jiepai felt something was obviously wrong.
Although there is no such thing as a hearing organ, Mozart's Noble Phantasm does not require you to have hearing. The Servant's Noble Phantasm itself is a release of magic power.
Under Mozart's somewhat crazy music, the Demon God Pillars felt weak.
The summons of many servants has brought huge changes to the magic environment of the Temple of Time. Now the strength of the Demon God Pillars has dropped a lot compared to the beginning. If they are still weak under this situation,
"Tarasco, give it to me!" The saint's eyes were sharp and she pointed the weapon forward.
"Fighting side by side with the dragon again, that sounds pretty good." St. George smiled, clenched the Astron in his hand, and rushed out after him.
"Hey, Camilla, don't indulge in emotions anymore. That's not what we should be doing now." For some unknown reason, Vlad III patted his own compatriots with a dull face and said no more.
He picked up the spear in his hand and rushed towards the Demonic Pillar, and piles began to appear in his body.
"Tsk, that guy..." Camilla frowned, glanced at Vlad III's back unhappily, and shook her head, "Well, but what she said makes sense."
"Master, if there is a chance, we should meet again."
After saying that, Camilla turned into a shadow made of blood and disappeared from Fujimaru Ritsuka's sight in a flash.
As for Simonetta…
She seemed to be holding down the lancer named Elizabeth Bathory together with the monster named Kiyohime.
"Hey! Did you make a mistake? I'm not an enemy!"
Elizabeth shouted.
"Little Deer Boy, come and help me! I obviously wanted to free my Noble Phantasm to fight, but these two people pounced on me out of nowhere!!!"
Elizabeth cried and asked Fujimaru Ritsuka for help.
Fujimaru Ritsuka showed an awkward but polite expression.
"this......"
Matthew and Lawrence looked at each other, their expressions not very good, obviously thinking of something bad.
Elizabeth's Noble Phantasm Liberation, if they remember correctly, seems to be...
It's okay, just keep pressing.
Sansong also released his Noble Phantasm silently.
"It is not me who judges evil, but the human heart..."
He was kneeling on the ground, as if liberating this treasure was taking a lot of effort from him.
A huge guillotine was summoned by Sanson, and he stretched out a hand as if he wanted to grab something.
The guillotine responded to Sanson's will. Countless black hands appeared around the guillotine, grabbing at the Demon God Pillar, and finally captured the owner of the Demon God Pillar named Aini.
"Um!?"
Aini was still using his eyeballs to output magic power crazily, fighting with Tarask, when he was suddenly grabbed by a large group of hands and seemed to be dragged away, and he roared in fear.
"Tarasco, give it a punch!"
Martha was beating another demon god with great skill. She noticed Sanson's plan, so she spoke loudly to Tarasque.
"Drink——"
The long sword in St. George's hand was extremely hard, and it cut open the surface of the demon pillar named Morax in front of him, and a large amount of liquid splashed out.
The black hand pressed the unprepared Aini onto the guillotine, and then——
"[Death will be hope for tomorrow] (La Mort Espoir)..."
Zheng——
The sharp blade of the guillotine fell, and in the process of falling, the friction removed the sparks, and the huge demon pillar Aini was directly...
Cut it in two!
"Ah...even this disgusting weapon can be used..."
Sansong smiled and regained his composure.
"Everyone..." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked like he was fighting with one heart and one mind against the Nine Pillar Demon God in the smelting furnace as before. He seemed to be touched, and there was emotion in his eyes.
Such a feeling...
"Master, let's move forward."
The saint who saved the country, Joan of Arc, looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and said.
"The order to fight has been issued. We will stand here and do our best to fight against the demon gods of the smelting furnace. They have no time to block your progress anymore."
"The road ahead has been opened, let's run towards the Amyrlin Seat."
Jeanne nodded slightly to Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"Yes, I understand." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked into Jeanne's eyes and nodded.
The reunion lasted only a short time, but they both knew that now was not the time to continue reminiscing about the past.
The beast who calls himself King Solomon is still waiting for him to defeat him on the Amyrlin Seat at the core of the Temple of Time. Since there are everyone who fought side by side in Orleans to help delay, it is naturally a good opportunity to move forward.
"Matthew, Miss Lawrence, let's go."
Fujimaru Ritsuka called out.
"Yes, Master!"
"Jean, I'll leave it to you here." Lawrence pursed his lips.
"I know." Joan of Arc smiled and nodded gently, "I also ask you to win."
"All followers, including me, will pray for you."
"Master of Chaldea, Fujimaru Ritsuka, please... you must win."
Joan of Arc said it again.
"Ah, I understand." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded vigorously and clenched his fists, "I will."
"Come on, Matthew, Miss Lawrence!"
She ran out, walking in front of all the followers.
Fujimaru Ritsuka and Lawrence followed closely behind her and ran towards the next location.
Joan of Arc watched Fujimaru Ritsuka from a distance, took a deep breath, her eyes became sharp, and she also participated in the attack on the Demon Pillar.
The nine-pillar demons of the smelting furnace have been beaten back by the servants who fought in Orleans. Even though they are reborn very quickly, they can clearly feel the feeling of being suppressed and destroyed.
The smelting furnace is not far away from being burned down.