The holy sword was shrouded in huge power, and it hit the front with an extremely heavy blow. The wolf let out a scream that was unique to a beast, shrill and angry.
There was blood on the wolf's face, which was red like other creatures.
It had extremely human hatred in its eyes. Even if it was injured, it stared at Annuo and continued to launch what could be described as a crazy attack.
"Drink!"
Zheng——
Artoria's holy light left a huge wound on the side of the wolf's body. Above, Archer's magic bullet had completely restrained the Headless Horseman.
"The skin is so thick...!"
Annuo, as the side under the most pressure, seemed to be in good condition, but the attack in this half-day was obviously not effective enough.
"Do you want to release the Noble Phantasm?"
Anno looked at Artoria.
But before Artoria could reply, Anno found flames burning around him.
"This is the fire that devours sincerity and brews revenge."
The evil dragon flag was unfurled behind Fujimaru Ritsuka, and it was buzzing due to the night wind.
"This is the roar of my soul tempered by hatred————"
The Dragon Demon Goddess said seriously, pointing the evil dragon flag in her hand at the huge wolf.
"[La Grondement Du Haine]!!!"
The spear that once penetrated the saint appeared, entwined with fire and pierced into the wolf's body.
The wolf roared in pain, its hair was stained with flames, and it instantly turned into a burning giant beast.
Perhaps because of the natural fear of flames, the wolf finally retreated and began to flee crazily.
"Why--"
Annuo looked at the wolf running away and was dumbfounded.
"...If we start the motorcycle now, can we still catch up?" Arturia looked at Anno and asked.
The corners of Annuo's mouth twitched, not knowing how to answer.
"Do not be discouraged."
Archer jumped from the balcony of a house.
"The Noble Phantasm Miss Witch used just now is still very exciting. It hit the heart of the wolf perfectly. In addition to the burns on the body, I think that even if the wolf survives, it will probably be seriously injured and on the verge of death. It will not constitute a serious problem.
Is this a threat to us?"
"But why did you take action without telling us?"
Arturia's eyes widened and she looked at Joan of Arc aggressively.
"What the hell?" Joan of Arc raised her voice, "I see that you are in a bitter battle, and I have released the Noble Phantasm to help you fight, but you ask me why I want to take action?"
"Is there anything wrong with your mind?"
The cold-blooded woman and the assault woman still looked tense.
Anno looked at Arturia and Jeanne who were about to fight again, and then at Rider who disappeared from sight in less than half a minute, and his face twitched.
This is all a mess...
"All in all, this is... the end?"
Lawrence felt a little confused.
Why do I feel like it's over before I even do anything...
"Anyway, let's go back to the stronghold first." Annuo shook his head.
"I have an idea about the wolf's real name."
...
On the way back to their residence, Arturia and Joan of Arc kept quarreling, and even almost started to fight. In the end, Anno was punched in the head, which attracted the firepower of both of them to him, and then beat them both.
After a while, the matter was over.
"...Is this really okay? You can even beat your own king..."
Lawrence looked at the two girls with big bags on their heads and scratched his face.
"It's not a big problem." Uncle Hei, who had just repaired two naughty children, rubbed his fists, "It's true that Leah is my king, but I am also her uncle."
"Just a beating."
Arturia covered her head with the bag on her head, not daring to speak in anger.
"what about me?"
Jeanne pointed to herself with tears in her eyes.
"You are her uncle and you are not my uncle. Why did you beat me?"
"Your niece provokes me and you beat me too?"
"Look at the circles under my eyes! They were all blackened by you..."
Archer the cat was on the other side, not daring to say a word for fear that the man would beat him up as well.
"Because you also participated in the quarrel, well, stop complaining, we will be there soon."
Annuo held Joan of Arc's collar and put her aside.
"You rude person, one day I will burn you to death!"
Joan of Arc almost cried in anger.
"Thank you, I don't use the sauna." Annuo waved his hand.
Joan of Arc:?
"Okay, okay, let's all sit down." Annuo opened the door of the residence and sat casually on the "sofa" made of cardboard. "Wang and I are the closest to the wolf. I noticed that
The king should have noticed some things, right?"
Anno looked at Artoria.
Arturia nodded.
"The headless horseman...is protecting the wolf."
"But what it possesses is more of instinct than autonomous action. In other words... the existence that leads this 'chimera' is not the human knight, but the wolf."
She said firmly.
"After all, the Headless Horseman is just an urban legend after all. It is indeed scary, but at best it can only be a harmless concept. The only real danger is the wolf." Archer also discovered this from an aerial perspective and said.
Shaked his head.
"That wolf hates something."
Annuo frowned and revealed his findings.
"The source of its madness is hatred...hatred of human beings, incomparable hatred."
"Is that why you killed those gangsters?" Lawrence also started thinking, "Then for a wolf that hates people so much..."
"In Sidon's description, he is called the 'real demonic existence' and the wolf king whose wife Blanca was killed by humans, Rob?"
She found such an existence in her own experiences.
"It should be right." Annuo nodded, "Growing up by hating humans, devouring humans, and eventually forming such a monster, it's almost the truth about that wolf... But it's none of my business.
What's going on? I'm half-elf now?"
Joan of Arc looked confused when she heard this. Her knowledge reserve as a village girl obviously could not support her to participate in such an exchange.
She felt like Kavas II sitting next to her...wait, why are there dogs here!?
"Speaking of which... Miss Joan of Arc chose such an outfit for herself."
Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Jeanne d'Arc's fashionable clothes with great interest.
"Haha, I feel worse than Lawrence."
Arturia sneered and mocked.
Lawrence:?
The clothes I'm wearing are really in bad taste?
"Who wants your opinion? What I want is Master's opinion. Master, what do you think?"
Jeanne was like a little girl who got a new toy, showing off to Fujimaru Ritsuka.