"Even so, I still have to defend my long-cherished wish..."
Gilles de Rey held the Holy Grail in one hand and the Holy Grail in the other, his magic power gradually rising.
Joan of Arc silently held the flagpole tightly.
"My holy virgin, I am a person who likes to have my own way, you should know it." Gilles de Rey roared with cleft eyes and exposed veins, "So, so!"
"Please wake up!"
"Look clearly at this world that is not favored by God at all, and you who are not favored by God at all!"
"This is not just my anger, it is blasphemous fire!"
Sea demons appear endlessly from Gil de Rey's side and merge.
twine, grow.
Growing together, a twisted collection.
Guildred's head was exposed, laughing wildly.
"Look, Joan of Arc, my holy virgin." He was obviously grinning wildly, but Joan of Arc could clearly see that there were tears in the corners of Gildre's eyes.
They are obviously close friends, but they have to fight.
"I have already become the blasphemous sinner, judge me!!!"
"...I will judge you, Gilles." Joan of Arc said seriously, "But it is not because you have blasphemed God. God is never afraid of being blasphemed. I will judge you only because of this desolate France. ."
"Besides, I don't deserve to be angry with you, I'm just... judging you."
The saint held the flag tightly and rushed towards the huge sea devil.
"Miss Camilla, Miss Simonetta, Mash, come on." Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed.
Saving humanity is not just about grudges and grudges.
Every heroic spirit has its own life, so what will the fate formed during life bring after death?
What is on display in front of you is one of the results.
The three of them nodded and rushed forward.
Everyone, including Gil de Rey, has already understood this in his heart.
This battle is probably the last battle in France's singularity.
Several streams of light jumped out from behind Fujimaru Ritsuka and caught up with the four people fighting in front.
Camilla couldn't help but look back.
Lawrence lay on Fujimaru Ritsuka's back, with crystals wrapped around his fingertips. His expression was sluggish, but he looked at them with a smile.
"Miss Lawrence..." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked a little stunned as she watched this big sister struggling to climb off her back.
"It's already the end, how could I not participate?" Lawrence said with a smile.
"Besides, since they have all gone to the front line, I have to ensure your safety here, right?" Lawrence condensed a crystal blade with a handle and suspended it around him, flashing with cold light.
"Then, please." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded.
...
"It seems that the fighting is very lively inside..." Elizabeth knelt on one knee and turned to look at the Castle of Orleans.
The giant sea devil condensed by Gildre has broken through the ceiling of the castle, and several riding servants can be seen from outside fighting the behemoth.
She was seriously injured, and the Master was far away from her, so she couldn't get effective magic replenishment at all.
The wyverns are still endless.
Elizabeth gritted her teeth and used the microphone to scare away a flying dragon.
"I don't want to look so embarrassed. What if the old woman and the little deer see me!"
"Idols...should always maintain good manners!"
"so......"
"Listen to this, the latest hot single in the Servant world!"
The embarrassed idol held the microphone in front of him.
She said that she could safely leave this place to her, so she would not break her promise!
All the remaining magic power was focused on her mouth, and a speaker appeared behind her.
Everything I have left is gathered here.
"Báthory Erzsébet!!!!!"
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——————
Huge sound waves poured out from Elizabeth's mouth in the form of high-purity magic power.
The specific external manifestation is that it is difficult to hear the ultimate singing voice.
But this song is not only unpleasant to listen to, but wherever the sound wave passes, the flying dragon can even be directly shattered.
The flying dragon group was directly hit and blasted away. The flying dragons that were directly hit have been turned into debris.
Just like last time, the other flying dragons, even if they were not hit, basically lost their ability to fight.
Elizabeth sat on the ground and sighed.
Her body was already glowing with golden light.
"Really... my voice is hoarse..."
"Next time we meet, I hope it will be in a better way..."
The golden light fell, and Elizabeth used up her last bit of magic and vitality to intercept all the flying dragons here.
Camilla, who was fighting the sea demon, was moved and subconsciously looked outside the city.
The tentacle was pulled out, but Camilla didn't react in time and was pulled away.
Get up again and continue to participate in the battle silently.
But I couldn't help but think of it.
Would I actually feel sad for myself who is so childish, boring and naive?
never mind.
Abandoning other thoughts, Camilla tore the crystal potion from her neck, drank it, and continued to wave her scepter and the Iron Maiden.
Because Lawrence's magic power and physical strength have bottomed out, and he has just woken up from a deep coma, he cannot participate in the frontal battle. He can only follow Fujimaru Ritsuka, using only a few gemstone blades to protect the safety of the two of them.
.
Gil de Rey holds the Holy Grail, and his fighting power is high.
However, everyone can feel that even if Gilles de Rey controls the sea devil... it gives people a feeling that he is very weak in fighting.
Jeanne remained silent, pushed away a sea devil with one stroke, and jumped on the other sea devil.
Gil de Rey has not said a word for a long time, and just controls the sea demon to fight against several followers.
However, this kind of confrontation... seems very weak?
It's not that Gilles de Rey is powerless, but that he seems to have lost his will to fight?
No, it's not.
Jeanne muttered silently.
Gil...probably just wants to die in my hands...
......I see.
Since this is how you atone for your sins, then...
The journey was smooth, as if it had been arranged.
Joan of Arc reached the top of the Sea Demon.
What caught his eye was Gilles de Rey's weird smiling face.
Joan of Arc is silent, but will not show mercy.
During her lifetime, she was not so much a saint as a general, and a powerful general at that.
Decisiveness in killing is a must for her.
The flag was thrust out without hesitation.
What Fujimaru Ritsuka saw was the sea demon stepping on the ground and about to disappear, with its golden and white flag fluttering in the wind.
The general girl named Saint, holding a big flag, stands here.