The blade of fire was fast and urgent, Mordred did not see the danger behind it at all, and although Joan of Arc and Nero found it, they were too far away to rescue it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing that Mordred was about to return to Valhalla, the self-proclaimed Demon Mentor's gnome flew up and hit Mordred in the abdomen, kicking Mordred out of the air, causing a huge impact on Mordred's internal organs by the way.

Although the kick hit Mordred hard, it saved Mordred's life, and Joan of Arc and Nero really didn't know whether to thank the dwarf or be angry that Mordred was seriously injured.

And after the dwarf kicked it, he looked at a shadow on the city wall, and said, "Little assassin living in the dark, don't come and disturb the old man's nature, what to do." ”

The dwarf's tone revealed considerable dissatisfaction, and his eyes were unwarm, as if the dwarf was very disgusted with the little assassin in his mouth.

Instead of answering, the shadow threw a scroll and vanished.

The dwarf caught the scroll, opened it and glanced at it, couldn't help but squint his eyes, and said with great satisfaction: "It is worthy of being my best student, and such a battle plan really makes the old man feel very happy." ”

While the two demon kings were talking, Joan of Arc and Nero had already come to Mordred's side and found that Mordred had passed out from this kick.

"This demon king ......" Joan of Arc's eyes were full of shock, and a kick made Mordred unconscious, what kind of strength is this.

"Don't call me the Demon King, how can I say that I am also the elder of your little girls, in terms of generation, it is no problem for you to call me Grandpa." A flame appears in the gnome's hand and burns the scroll in his hand.

"Hmph, the rude still dares to call himself an elder in front of this king." Nero lifted the treasure 'Primordial Fire', and it was a big deal to return to Valhalla, how could a dwarf be arrogant in front of her.

This is the dignity that belongs to the king.

"Yo, it's still a famous king, so weak in us, at most a little demon king." The dwarf grinned, and his body rushed towards the three girls like a phantom.

Joan of Arc did not dare to accept the dwarf's attack, threw away the short sword in his hand, and summoned his treasure, a battle flag.

The battle flag was the weapon Joan of Arc used when she was the commander of the French army, and it was her most cherished possession.

If you can't catch the enemy, you can only defend.

So Joan of Arc raised the battle flag and liberated the Noble Phantasm's true name.

"My God is here!"

Countless holy lights radiated from Joan of Arc as the center, enveloping all the spaces within ten square meters, and the powerful magic formed an unbreakable realm to protect the three girls in it.

Seeing the appearance of the holy light, the dwarf cautiously bypassed the scope of the holy light, and tentatively poked the light mask with his cane, and the purple light on the cane collided violently with the divine light, and there were even sparks in the collision.

"Very strong light energy, it seems that I have no problem with you." The gnomes are fighting outside the realm, looking at Joan of Arc.

"You huddle in a turtle shell, how happy you play, for the sake of me, I can only go to those human leaders to play."

"That's what you're really doing." Nero walked up to Joan of Arc and said to the dwarf that the distance between a heroic spirit and a demon king was only about half a meter.

"They don't matter, it's just that they're too much of a hindrance, and getting rid of them will help our plans." The dwarf explained casually, and was about to turn away.

"Stop him!" Joan of Arc maintained a flag-raising posture and shouted to Nero.

Nero is responsible for knowing the pros and cons, and if the top of the republic is wiped out, I'm afraid that the other survivors will have to fight on their own, and they won't be able to form a large-scale defense.

"Look at Yu Zhicai! Hear the applause of Wan Lei! With the glory of the rulers in your heart! Bloom like a flower! Let's open! Theater of gold! ”

Nero's Noble Phantasm 'Swept Golden Field' is an inherent enchantment made of magical power, whose rules restrict enemies from leaving the enchantment and are constantly tormented by Nero's singing.

The dwarf saw the great change in front of him, and understood in his heart that this was the role of the Heroic Spirit Treasure, so he was not in a hurry to leave, in fact, his task had been completed, which was to open the gap in the human defense line.

"So enthusiastic, I'll stay with you for a while."

......

By this time, Artoria had already dealt with the two siege beasts and tried to fight her way out of the city to find the enemy boss.

She believes that as long as the commander of the Otherworldly army is resolved, this crisis can be resolved.

"Why haven't there been any reinforcements from the Wolong Division? Calculate the time, it's time too. ”

Artoria casually dealt with a few puppets that rushed up, with a hint of worry in her eyes, this level of battle usually has heroic spirits to come to the rescue, after all, humans alone can't solve the enemy's high-end combat power.

At that moment, Artoria felt that Lux had activated the spell, and the vision of the flower man was on the battlefield in the distance.

Then she saw Lux, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and the demon king she met a year ago who caused Emiya Shirou to blow himself up and die, and couldn't help but clench the holy sword.

A conversation ensues, with Elena letting them go, and Artoria carrying Lux towards Kyoto Fortress.

From there to Kyoto Fortress, it is a full 150 kilometers away, if you want to reach Kyoto Fortress, Artoria will run with all her might, it will take at least an hour, this speed has reached the speed of the vehicle, and the magic power consumed is also amazing, but for Artoria, who has enough magic power and is supplemented by Lux, these consumption will not affect her combat effectiveness.

However, Artoria only ran fifty kilometers before she encountered an army of otherworlds.

In this army, there were ten siege beasts, and a battle mount ten meters high, on which sat an apostle with a pale face but full of scholarly atmosphere.

This apostle is the thirteenth apostle who launched the typhoon at that time, this kind of apostle is a special existence, although the strength is not comparable to the demon king, but it has a variety of abilities, each of which has the possibility of turning the outcome of a war.

In the distance, the Thirteenth Apostle felt the enormous magic that continued to overflow from Artoria's body, and before they arrived, they had already called on their men to prepare their defenses.

The terrifying thing is that these subordinates, the most of them are the middle apostles, not a puppet, if this army reaches the battlefield, even if the army of Gilgamesh's servants arrives, it will be a fierce battle.

With so many enemies so tricky, Lux and Artoria couldn't help but look at each other, and Lux asked, "What to do?" ”

"Of course, kill it!" Artoria thought for a moment and then made a decision.

"Capture the thief and capture the king first!"