Chapter 265 Dragons Battlefield, Battle of Two Dragons
hold head high--
The flames of resentment can burn the dragon after all.
As a beast without reason, only instinct and the mechanism to obey orders, Fafnir instinctively wants to avoid the flames.
Therefore, it chose to respond to Qingji's flame.
Fierce red flames spurted out from Fafnir's blood mouth.
“Uh-huh-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” Qingji’s blue flame was covered and suppressed.
She screamed and glared at the evil dragon angrily.
The blue flames angrily resisted the red flames.
"I want protection! Master!" Qingji's body collapsed, and golden magic light spots appeared in the torn place.
Mash's Noble Phantasm resisted the aftermath, and Fujimaru Ritsuka stared blankly at Kiyohime, who was fighting for his life.
She asked: "Qingji...why."
Qing Ji suddenly turned around.
No words, just a smile.
The red overwhelmed the blue and swallowed up the girl in green.
Matthew's shield finally resisted the flames.
Golden particles floated by. Fujimaru Ritsuka wanted to catch something, but couldn't catch anything.
The evil dragon was in pain and wanted to clap the giant claw angrily. Lancelot's reason had melted and he could no longer control the dragon's actions.
"Master, right now, use...the command spell."
"And Miss Lawrence, from now on...it's up to you."
The purple-haired saint said so.
She sighed, with a little smile, and touched Tarask, who had grown much bigger.
"..." Fujimaru Ritsuka stood up and glared at the evil dragon.
Martha's illusory figure patted the armored dragon on the head: "Go...let's make a scene..."
"Sister..." Watching the purple-haired figure disappear into golden spots, Tarask felt a large amount of magic feedback and murmured to himself.
Martha transferred everything about this spiritual power to Tarasque, so that Tarasque appeared in France not as her mount, but as the evil dragon that once made trouble.
"hold head high--------"
Sadness, anger, heartache, and—
Endless madness.
boom--
The sharp claws shot by the evil dragon were blocked.
"Mashu, get out of here quickly!" Fujimaru Ritsuka looked up and saw that the two giant beasts had already started fighting. In order to avoid harming Chiyu, they had to leave here.
Lawrence took a deep breath.
"Holy girl, you are worthy of your name." She looked with admiration at Tarask, whose size was not inferior to that of Fafnir.
She has not done anything since the beginning of the war, just to unfold the magic field and this moment.
"All the magic, all the magic."
Lawrence walked towards the battlefield belonging to the dragon species.
She smiled and her feet turned into crystal.
"I've staked all my achievements and dedication on this moment."
Her legs turned into crystal.
Tarask scratched a huge tear-like wound on Fafnir's chest.
"Look at it, this is an achievement that is not inferior to the gods——"
Below the neck, it has completely turned into crystal, and Lawrence is still walking, elegant and gorgeous.
"Shine!"
Two behemoths sprayed flames at each other, creating a billowing heat wave.
Lawrence's entire body turned into dazzling crystal.
She stretched out her finger and pointed to the dragon's battlefield.
"Non c'era mancanza di interni ed esterni."
Different from the last liberation of the Noble Phantasm, Lawrence added some "materials" to this Noble Phantasm.
The objects released by this Noble Phantasm are all "dragons".
Lawrence brought his "genius" when he was still a human to the Throne of Heroes.
"This is not a Noble Phantasm against humans, but a Noble Phantasm against Dragons."
Incomparably shining, incomparably shining, the light enveloped the entire battlefield. Lawrence had been expanding the magic field just for this moment.
Fafnir suddenly roared in terror, and the output of his black energy became extremely unstable.
The energetic wyverns all became sluggish in an instant.
And Tarask, who was recognized as a friend——
call.
The armored dragon exhaled, looking at his only opponent with an aura of bloodthirsty and madness.
The sense of power is almost overwhelming, and the magic power is extremely abundant.
"Whether it's for the sake of my eldest sister or for the sake of humanity." Long opened his mouth and made a sound like thunder, "I must kill you!"
Fafnir could not understand and could not listen.
It twisted and rolled, as if its whole body was in pain and itchy, and it roared in pain.
hold head high----
Tarasque didn't hesitate and pushed it directly with his horn.
Fafnir's crazy counterattack.
But this counterattack is obviously just the last act of madness before self-destruction.
Tarask roared ferociously, and the giant beasts fought together again.
Camilla and Elizabeth changed their targets after seeing Qing Ji trying her best to stop Fafnir.
With their power, even if they find the evil dragon, they will just deliver food.
So, they need to do something more useful.
Giorgios and Atalanta fought to a draw, and Camilla and Elizabeth came to support them.
Atalanta quickly retreated under the siege of the three cavalry servants.
The three cavalry servants who destroyed Atalanta quickly approached the dragon's battlefield.
Lawrence disappeared after releasing the Noble Phantasm.
Finally, several people found Lawrence who was almost scratched to death by the flying dragon.
Although the flying dragon has been weakened, Lawrence is also in an unprecedented weak state at this moment.
Originally, releasing the Noble Phantasm required the consumption of terrifying magic power, but now the Noble Phantasm was being used on the dragon.
Lawrence, who was drained, fell into a deep coma without any suspense after releasing this precious weapon with terrifying effects. If he hadn't been discovered by Camilla and the others, he might have left the scene by now.
.
The war has continued until now, and everyone's crystal potions have been used.
"Where is the bottle that Lawrence left for himself?" Camilla looked for it, a little anxious.
Giorgios was silent for two seconds.
"Perhaps, in order to accumulate more magic power, she never prepared her own share."
Camilla hesitated.
"Tsk, this reckless bastard..." Opened the Iron Maiden, put away the thorns inside, Camilla stuffed Lawrence in, and said to Elizabeth and Giorgios, "You guys go and provide support.
Elsewhere, the number of flying dragons is still very large. Even if it is weakened, this number cannot be underestimated. I will go find the master. This bastard Lawrence is so injured that he must receive treatment from the master."
...
Joan of Arc and Joan of Arc are still fighting.
Neither of them paid attention to anything on the battlefield, they just quarreled and fought.
To be precise, it should be that Black Joan of Arc has been trying to break through Joan of Arc's psychological defense.
The flags intersected, and the flag of France was able to overwhelm the flag of the evil dragon.