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Medusa, who had just walked out of the neighborhood and had not had time to ride a Pegasus, found that a tall figure had appeared in front of her, with a bearded face, a fiery red hair showing his fiery and fiery personality, and a red cloak behind him as if it had been stained with blood.

"King of Conquest." Medusa felt the huge oppression that enveloped every corner of her body, narrowed her eyes slightly, and whispered.

Iskandar laughed heroically, the smile on his face was so sincere.

"Exactly down there."

"Are you going to stop me?" Despite the strength of the man in front of her, Medusa is not a coward.

Iskandar stood on the empty road, like a mountain at the end of the world, "just trying to keep you here." ”

"What if I say no?" Medusa looked up at this great man who left a strong mark on history.

Iskander was stunned for a moment, then he looked up to the sky and burst into laughter, which shook the birds in the building and the wild cats in the corner, full of heroism and unruliness.

"Then there is only one battle!"

As his words fell, a two-wheeled chariot pulled by a majestic black bull rose from under his feet, the hub of which was covered with hideous metal spikes, and a faint flash of thunder appeared between the bull's hooves.

The chariot slowly rose into the air, and Iskandar stood on top of it, his right hand holding the hilt of the unsheathed sword at his waist, and his eyes were blazing at Medusa's beautiful face.

Medusa looked at him without showing weakness, and after a long time, she lowered her head and sighed, turning her head to look at the other side of the river.

Ask for your own blessings, Caster.

At the same time, the same scene happened in Samseong-dong, except that Medusa was replaced by Nero and Spartacus, and Iskandar was replaced by Lancer.

Although she didn't like Caster's personality very much, she was now in the same camp, and Nero, who had been emperor, knew that if she wanted to win the war, she had to unite all living forces, so she chose to abandon her prejudices and help Caster.

But how could Lancer give her this opportunity, to use the ghost's speed to the extreme, and the hard stakes were replaced one after another, just to drag Nero and Spartacus.

Although Spartacus is brave, he is now more instinctive than rational, and in the face of Lancer's superb martial arts, although he was not injured, he could not break through his defenses.

The two sides are just glued.

As for Gilgamesh, who was having a good time fighting Arjuna, he had no idea of rescuing Caster at all, and from his point of view, those who did not have strength should die.

Arjuna was happy to have Gilgamesh stay here, as he had completed the task assigned by his master, and on the other hand, he and Gilgamesh had not yet decided the winner, and he did not want to let the man who had insulted his father go.

In this way, Guildre's side became a lonely battle, and it was not embarrassed to fight with one or two, but fortunately she appeared in time.

Jiangbei.

The little girl showed a bright smile at the moment when she saw that the black mist was not dead, but then she said with a straight face: "Who do you say is an impostor, you are an impostor!" ”

The seriously injured and dying black fog was not in the mood to quarrel with the little girl, and was rarely silent.

Because of his silence, the little girl also remembered that now was not the time to fight, and that solving the caster was the first priority.

But will the woman in front of them make them get their wish?

"Lord Adjudicator, it doesn't seem reasonable for you to meddle in the battle between the two sides like this, right?" Although the little girl looked like she was thirteen or fourteen years old, her thinking was very clear and she hit the nail on the head.

Joan of Arc's face stiffened slightly, and the banner in his hand was unfurled, and there was no wind automatically.

"I'll accept the punishment, but as long as I'm here, you can't hurt him!" Joan of Arc turned his head to look at Seleucus, who had just arrived, and said solemnly, "Seleucus, you are the head of the Templar Church in Seoul, and after the matter is over, my punishment will be carried out by you." ”

Seleucus was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "Yes, my lord." ”

The little girl's lips pursed slightly, and she snorted and glanced at the black mist in the air, full of unwillingness.

Seeing that the plan was about to succeed and Caster was about to die under her dagger, the adjudicator suddenly rushed out and stabbed him, and everyone would be upset.

"Damn, hateful, damnable!" The little girl was so angry that she jumped to her feet, but there was nothing she could do, with the black mist's current seriously injured body, her combat power was not one in ten, and she alone could not break through the defense of the judge's banner.

"Well, it would be nice if Caster had come too, but it's a pity that he had to stay by the master's side." The little girl sighed and glanced at the black mist again, her eyes already revealing the intention of retreating.

After thinking about it, Black Mist also understood that things were no longer possible, and said softly: "Retreat." ”

"That's all it can be." The little girl nodded, put away the dagger, pulled the cloak in front of her with both hands, covered her whole body, and said to Guildley with a snort: "Uncle, you better live well, because the next time we meet, I will disembowel you with my own hands." ”

Guildrey saw the person he had wanted to see for hundreds of years, and his whole heart fell on Joan of Arc in front of him, who would care about the little girl's innocuous threat.

Seeing this, the little girl could only stomp her feet angrily, and after glaring at Guildley again with hatred, she slowly disappeared into the night with the black mist.

"Joan of Arc......" Guildley tried to grab Joan of Arc's little hand, but Joan of Arc dodged without a trace.

Joan of Arc let out a big breath, the flag in his hand disappeared suddenly, and he smiled at Gildeley and said, "Jill, long time no see." ”

"You're finally alive." Guildrey was like a believer seeing the glory of the Lord again, and the expression on his face was solemn and almost reverent.

"I am not alive, I am not dead, I am always in history, and I will appear when the Lord and the people need me." Joan of Arc prayed with her hands in prayer and looked up at the endless sky.

Jill's eyes appeared in front of the people that Joan of Arc had spoken of, and what these people had done to Joan of Arc, and his expression suddenly became hideous, and he wanted to say something, but when he saw Joan of Arc's white and jade-like face, he swallowed it alive.

"Gil, no matter what happened to me, I never complained about France." Joan of Arc smiled and lowered her head, the corners of her mouth curled like a crescent moon on the horizon.

"Would you like to fight alongside me again?"

Guildley looked up, looked at Joan of Arc's eyes shining like stars, took her outstretched right hand, and nodded heavily.

"I do."

*****

The rain on Cuiyue Mountain was still falling, and the wind was mixed with the rain, crackling and slapping on the roof of the church, with a strange rhythm.

With a single move, Chen Nuo's blood-red spear broke away from the hard rock and returned to his hand again, blood and rain mixed and flowed down, forming a stream from under his feet.

Artoria still looked at Chen Nuo with her determined eyes, the long sword in her hand tightened unconsciously, and the clear voice came with the wind whistling.

"End the fight with the final blow."

"That's exactly what I mean."

The long sword shone brightly, golden, as bright as the sun.

The spear turned purple, like a spear and a scepter.

The tips of the gold and silver spears swirled like a whirlpool, and the rain around them was also swept into it by this huge force, converging into a raging river.

The golden sword was raised in the air, and Artoria's wrists were dyed gold.

The purple spear was raised horizontally, and Chen Nuo's eyes seemed to be dyed with a noble color like violet.

“Ex――caliber！”

"Undefeated Purple Withered Flower!" (To be continued.) )