Fujimaru Rika quickly pressed her hand on Lawrence, who was in the worst condition, and held Mashu's hand. Mary also ran over to get together with Rika.
Rika: I am a ruthless magic output machine.
Feeling the magical flight, Fujimaru Rika smiled.
I am the Lord of the Lord and cannot fight, so let me provide the most stable support in the rear.
After Tarask died, Marda's strength suddenly fell a lot.
But Joan of Arc is still no match for Marda, and the body of this saint is too strong.
"Solve the battle as soon as possible! The magic radar on my side has shown a huge magic source and leaning towards you with at least four horsemen!" Roman's voice was quick.
"That level of magic power source... is undoubtedly enough to call it a monster! Marda said it well!"
"So, if you can, run as soon as possible! That is definitely not something you can defeat now! Run quickly!"
Roman's voice trembled.
It’s not fear and fear, but simple shock and anxiety.
The magic radar can detect it, which means the distance is very close.
Fujimaru Rika was also very anxious.
She is integrating the intelligence in her mind.
The Black Joan of Arc is undoubtedly powerful.
Putting aside Joan of Arc himself and other servants who were exerted in a state of madness, the existence mentioned in Marda and Camilla alone is enough to easily tear the current Chaldean.
The name of the dragon was not mentioned by several people, but it was undoubtedly terrifying. The doctor even directly used "You will definitely not be able to defeat" to describe the dragon's terrifying magic power.
Although the amount of magic is not the ultimate element that determines strength, it is definitely one of the most important elements.
Referring to Miss Lawrence, if it weren't for the extremely large reduction of the upper limit of the magic power of the treasure, the combat effectiveness of Lawrence observed by Rika before would probably be spent on Tarask alone.
There is nothing else, but the magic power is strong, and it will be done if scraping. Sooner or later, you will be killed. The bone marrow will be scraped out. Anyway, I can breastfeed myself.
And the dragon's magic power can already be described as horror...
And, Miss Marda mentioned it before.
The dragon slayer is dead.
Such a terrifying dragon must be a famous dragon, and these famous top dragon species naturally need corresponding "dragon slayers" to kill. This principle is easy to understand.
The biggest examples are "Zigfly killed Favner", "King Arthur killed Votgen", and "Marda subdued Tarask".
But what Marda said was that the dragon slayer was dead.
The Chaldeans had discussed before that since Mary and Mozart were summoned to this land as servants without a master, the possibility of the same example cannot be ruled out.
Suppose, this is the example of the dragon slayer who just happened to restrain the giant dragon controlled by Joan of Arc?
And this example, based on the information mentioned by Marda, should be dead.
Fujimaru Rika spent a few seconds to think about this information.
"Miss Joan of Arc, Miss Camilla!" Fujimaru Rika shouted, "Solve the battle as soon as possible!"
"I understand, Miss Lixiang!" Joan of Arc was a little tired, but still agreed, almost waving the flag.
Camilla didn't answer, but the attack became even more fierce.
"Mashu, go and help."
"Yes, Lord!" Marthu ran over. With the help of Mary's treasure, she had the least damage to the battle and was the most suitable for participating in the front battlefield.
"Miss Lawrence, please give you something." Fujimaru Takika continued to issue orders.
"Please give me instructions, Lord." Lawrence's hair was wet with sweat, and he looked a little delicate.
Is this the old man in the textbook? Fujimaru Takika blushed, forcibly suppressing her complaining heart, and said, "I want to try to turn Miss Marda into our person as before."
"Okay." Without any hesitation, Lawrence agreed directly.
What is the reason? Now is the battlefield. When you are in a hurry, as a servant, just execute the orders.
"The dragon is almost here, run away!" Roman's voice came again.
After all, Marda, who lost Tarask, could not resist the siege of the three. In the end, Mashu had a shield against the face and finally lost consciousness to this saint who looked like a superman.
Lawrence, who had already received the instructions, quickly tied up Marda with a gem, and Camilla took back the steel needle inside his Iron Virgin. Marda was pressed into the Iron Virgin.
At this moment, the black wings enveloped the sky.
Black Joan of Arc is here.
"Get out quickly!" Fujimaru Rika shouted.
As soon as Lawrence's skill was opened, everyone's speed increased slightly and they all started running.
The Crazy Dark Envelope—Charle Henry Sanson looked down at Marie Antoinetta sitting on the crystal horse, his eyes narrowed, and a crazy smile on his lips: "Ah, Queen, I have to kill you, you must be killed by me. Hehe, hehe!"
Dion also looked at Mary on the ground, with resistance and regret in his eyes.
But he was not able to resist the crazy thing after all. His confused eyes were mixed with bloodthirsty, and he was eager to try it out.
Vlad III was already so greedy that he was not the Roman hero at this time, but was acting as a "piercing man" who was rumored and distorted vampire [Dracula].
Black Joan of Arc's eyes were staring at another person above the crystal horse.
Coincidentally, that person was also staring at her.
The black Joan of Arc and the white Joan of Arc were staring at each other from a distance.
"Ahh, I actually take such things to heart..." Joan of Black laughed suddenly, "It's so humble. He is running on the ground like a humble maggot, even earthworms are not as good as..."
"I've even been exhausted from laughing." She looked quite impatient.
And Joan of Arc came to Mary's side: "Mary, we are friends..."
Even though Mary was running for life, she still kept smiling and her body was shaking.
She was afraid of the terrifying existence in the sky.
Joan of Arc gritted his teeth and said with determination: "Mary, let me down."
"Joan of Arc?! Are you crazy?" Mary said in surprise.
"......This is to buy you time to escape, I can feel that if that woman wants to see me, she will definitely stop for me."
"And, I have many things to question her." Joan of De showed a rare angry expression and looked at the existence in the sky.
"No, absolutely not!" Fujimaru Rika thought while running, and shouted loudly.
If Joan of Arc is captured or killed by the enemy, then what we lose is definitely not just a horseman!
Chapter completed!