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Chapter 1841 She is crying

If Christina's fighting style is still so gorgeous and full of posture after being stripped of her appearance, then the Phantom of the Opera has fully displayed her essence as a Berserker - which is the so-called madness.

When Chaldea encountered the Phantom of the Opera before, that Phantom of the Opera might have been paranoid and irritable, but compared to the one in front of her, it was just a drop in the bucket.

Ping——

"Get away!!! Get away!!!"

The huge and blood-stained claws opened the evil dragon flag waving in Joan of Arc's hand, and the Phantom of the Opera screamed while trying to break through the encirclement surrounding him and go to Christina's side.

"Don't even think about it!"

Zheng——

boom!!!

Compared with the normal way Arturia used the holy sword, she looked more violent in her Alter transformation. She imitated Anno's previous movements, the holy sword was shrouded in power, and she smashed it down from top to bottom, and there will be

The advancing Phantom of the Opera was forcefully forced back.

"You guys, you bastards ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

The Phantom of the Opera made a terrifying and harsh sound, and almost without hesitation released his Noble Phantasm. Fujimaru Ritsuka noticed something, and jumped out backwards holding a simple version of the divine seal, but——

Unfortunately, I happened to jump not far from a coloratura singer.

The coloratura singer, who was disturbed by Christina's singing, was extremely angry and immediately spun towards Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Snapped!

Fujimaru Ritsuka opened fire without hesitation, firing a bullet like a cannonball, knocking the coloratura singer staggering.

"What is that thing in Master's hand?"

Such a novel and not weakly lethal weapon attracted Joan of Arc's attention, but before she could turn her attention away for ten seconds, the Phantom of the Opera's crazy counterattack forced her to concentrate on the battle.

Although the relationship with Artoria is not very good, the two of them actually cooperate quite well in battle.

"If you want a simple divine seal, I can make one for you later."

Lawrence took time out from the battle to reply to Joan of Arc.

She looked strangely at Christina Daye, who was fighting with Annuo.

This doll... still gives her a weird feeling.

She had felt a sense of disharmony in Christina before. She thought it was because Christina was a doll, and later she learned the truth about Christina, but now... after knowing the truth

, she still felt uncoordinated.

Why? Why is it inconsistent?

Is it the anger of being a phantom but being forcibly summoned with the strength of a Servant, and the unwillingness caused by lack of strength?

No, that won't be the case.

This doll is exuding powerful other emotions while fighting like this.

She hid that emotion under huge anger, and kept fighting Annuo with that emotion.

What emotion is that? What emotion is that?

For some reason, Lawrence had a very compulsive desire to figure out what that emotion was.

"Why are you just standing there! Help me!"

Annuo found that Lawrence had been stunned in place for three seconds, and quickly shouted.

Being stunned for even a second during a battle can be fatal.

"Aren't you keeping me in check?"

Lawrence made a gemstone blade and flew towards the coloratura singer who attacked Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"An Nuo, control her by force, just for one second. Can you do it?"

"You're telling me this now!?"

An Nuo grinned, but still gritted his teeth and nodded: "Yes! But what are you going to do?"

"Maybe it's my instinct as an artist...but I can feel it from Christina!"

"Feel the emotion hidden under the anger!"

"I want to know what that is...!"

Lawrence can seem a little stubborn on certain things, but you'd better trust her at these times, because Lawrence's instincts don't miss her.

"No! My Christina!!!"

The Phantom of the Opera was still roaring, frantically trying to break through the encirclement of several riding servants and get to her own Christina.

But Arturia's face was stern, and she blocked him with a suppressive force that was no weaker than Anno's, as if she were an insurmountable mountain.

The Phantom of the Opera's voice even has a certain cry to it.

"It's such a sad feeling, so resonant - but do you think that after you've been strengthened, you can surpass the King of Knights? Ha! That's a bit wishful thinking!"

Archer occupied a high position, and under the cover of the King of Knights, he tilted his magic bullets freely. The Phantom of the Opera waved his claws very fast, but bullets still shot into his flesh and blood.

Splashing blood.

"No-no-ah-ah-ah-ah-"

"Let me continue to listen! Only when I am by your side can you sing -!"

The Phantom of the Opera's eyes were bloodshot, and she was trembling and wailing.

"Since you can't continue singing, then - let me do it."

He suddenly stopped his body.

Then he opened his mouth.

"[My love song only echoes in hell] (Christine, Christine)!!!!!"

Zheng——

The terrifying attack broke out with full force, sweeping across the entire surrounding area.

"Well--"

Artoria and Jeanne were all forced to retreat, and even Archer couldn't help but temporarily stop his plan.

"La............"

Some kind of simple singing came from Christina's mouth, as if she was responding to the Phantom of the Opera.

"Get over here!"

Annuo became the only one who could still attack freely.

The dark holy sword slashed forward, hitting Christina's shoulder directly, cutting off a large piece of what looked like flesh but not flesh.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Christina let out a mechanical scream, which was harsh and unpleasant, forming an extremely sharp contrast with the previous singing.

Anno took this opportunity to restrain Christina with the sword in his hand, and shouted at Lawrence.

"Whatever you plan to do! Hurry up!"

Lawrence nodded, gritted his teeth suddenly, condensed something similar to a scalpel in his hand, and stabbed Christina in the head.

"Ah--ah, ah-ah--"

It was still a scream similar to that of a machine.

But, it seems to be a little more emotional.

Lawrence understood.

Christina is crying.

It's not the doll named Christina that is crying.

But——

The phantom named Christina, who was forced into the doll's body, was crying.


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