Chapter Ninety-Three: The Strongest Dragon
"You're the strongest dragon?"
Palace of Versailles, Paris, France.
Joan of Arc looked disdainfully at the man in front of her who had been led over by Catherine.
That's a man who gives people negative feelings.
No matter how you look at it, he is the kind of man who is powerless, with deep furrows on his brows, a slightly unhappy expression on his face, and under his long flowing black hair, his explicit expression tells that he doesn't want to work and doesn't want to do things.
He was in a black suit that he was not used to, and he looked a little handsome, but unfortunately, he was obviously not used to this kind of clothes, and the hard built-in shoulder pads did not match his temperament at all. Moreover, there is a gold and red two-tone striped tie on the neckline.
"The Strongest Dragon...... Ha, that's a ridiculous statement. β
He himself denied the name.
Joan of Arc glared at Catherine fiercely, and said angrily: "This man is weak like something, it's a shame that you dare to say that he is the strongest dragon!" I thought you'd summon something like Nighold out, and that's what it turned out to be? β
It's no wonder that Hei Joan of Arc is angry, the man in front of him, only the magic power can be seen, and the other attributes are simply weak. What else is the strongest dragon, don't make people laugh off their big teeth. It's like someone pointing to a dog and saying it's the most powerful dinosaur in the world.
"Well, the reason for recommendation is different. Zhen-chan, if you only have Fa-chan, your combat power will be sufficient. However, this dragon entrenched in China can make ...... Hawkers, don't talk about it, anyway, you can watch a good show. The people of Chaldea are already coming. β
Using this disappointing nickname, Catherine grinned and approached Joan of Arc's side, and was pushed in the face by her, and Joan of Arc pushed her away from her side with a look of disgust.
"You woman with a bad brain, don't come and talk to me about this kind of thing!"
"It doesn't matter. It's also normal not to be trusted. I will speak with results. That's the most efficient, isn't it? β
The man known as the strongest dragon pushed his glasses, shook his head, and walked to the throne in the middle of the Palace of Versailles, which was already covered by a piece of flesh like a sarcoma. There, a golden cup was bursting with magic, and with the agitation of magic, several sea demons came out of it almost every second.
"You have that amount of money, but you can't make good use of it. It's too inefficient. β
Hei Joan of Arc snorted angrily and said unhappily: "Talk less and do more!" If you don't have any power, I'll burn youβwhere will you woman touch me!" Bastard let me go! β
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"Rush!"
Rika Fujimaru, who was sitting on Darius's shoulder, gave such a happy order.
Darius honestly accepted her order, and with a heavy step, he picked up the huge golden battle axe with both hands, and the golden murder weapon danced in the wind, like a storm, swept away the Sea Devil Legion in front of him.
Truth be told, no one else is needed at all.
As mentioned before, the combat power of the Sea Devil is really not worth mentioning.
There are only soldiers with quantity but no quality, and even an ordinary human like Ensign Buwanaba can destroy a dozen heads, let alone others.
In fact, if you give the sea devil enough magic power, it can actually burst out with quite terrifying combat power. However, it is the dragon witch who is entrenched in France, and the distribution of magic power is, of course, the priority is to ration the dragon species! As a fantasy species, the dragon originally needs a huge amount of magic power, not to mention the continuous production of dragon seeds, so the sea devil can only be generated with the magic power of [scraps].
If the evil caster had been summoned in a normal Holy Grail War, the Sea Devil he had driven would have been much stronger - at least it would have been able to kill ordinary humans with ease.
However, there are no ifs. The heroic black giant turned into a moving calamity, a furious storm, swept by, the sea demon army along the road was torn like a piece of paper, if you look down from a high altitude, it is a purple and black ocean, black something, is opening the way, the thick grass green is oval rushing forward, dragging a trace.
Of course, because of the number of enemies, the path opened up will definitely be blocked by the sea devils behind.
That's why it was proposed in the first place that Leonidas should be in charge of guarding the rear army. It is to prevent the enemy from making dumplings.
But looking at the current appearance, there should be no need to worry about this. Darius III's breakthrough power was so strong that he easily broke through the enemy's formation without even deploying the Noble Phantasm.
Fujimaru Rika felt that it was a little ...... Well, too easy?
Well, but let's take it easy!
She thought so optimistically.
She didn't need to fight, she just looked around from this most scenic viewing platform.
But there's nothing to see, and the endless sea devils form an offensive similar to the ocean.
The sky was blue, and it was beautiful.
It's just that the boundary between heaven and earth stretches over like this, which makes people feel unmotivated.
The only thing that is different is the huge stone pillar in the corner of the view.
It is probably a famous place of interest in France, and the stone pillars of Optimus give people a sense of majesty.
Fujimaru Rika has heard that there is a wonder in the world, what is the group of stone pillars. Where is the stone pillar group, is it France? She didn't know that it was all.
This long journey lasted until dusk.
Macroscopic......
The speed has slowed down.
Fujimaru Rika didn't actually fight, so she saw it very clearly.
In the beginning, Darius III could annihilate at least eight or nine sea demons with a single blow, then he could only slash one with a single blow, and now, it takes five or six consecutive slashes to take out one.
Darius's strength is A, and he is in a state of madness, so he will definitely not show mercy to his enemies. Swinging the golden battle axe, he took longer and longer, either because he was getting weaker or because his enemies were getting stronger.
However, I didn't notice any changes in the enemy.
Sea devils or those sea devils?
"Hey, this intensity, isn't it right?"
Finally, Yukisai Yagi shouted.
The sub-servant wielding the Invisible Holy Sword often needs a dozen effective thrusts to slash the Sea Devil.
The feel has changed dramatically, before, it was like poking a balloon with a sword, popping it as soon as it poked, and dying at once. Now, it's like using a sword to cut through a viscous colloid, and it takes a lot of energy and physical strength to destroy it.
The huge change in the feel of the hand made Yagi Yukisai have a feeling of doubting life.
It's as if you're playing a game and suddenly jump from easy to hell. The enemies are not strengthened at all......
"Well, obviously, it's getting tougher."
Arash narrowed his eyes, opened his bow and arrow, and released a bow and arrow. A shot from a strong hurricane should have been brought out through a vacuum in the enemy. But now only three or four sea demons have been killed, and the limit has been reached.
This feeling is a bit similar to Nero's Golden Coliseum when Rome was peculiar before.
However, in that case, everyone clearly felt that their strength had decreased.
And this time, there was no such feeling.
What's more, there is a saint like Joan of Arc, if there is that kind of curse thing, she should be the first to notice that something is wrong.
Well, there is only one conclusion......
Enemy...... Got stronger?
But...... Obviously, the sea devil is still the same sea devil, and there are no particularly drastic changes......
So, what exactly is ......
Just as Yagi was thinking, a sea demon suddenly jumped up and pounced on his face, Yagi snorted and stabbed its body with a sword, splashing green slime all over its body.
(And so on...... No, no...... οΌ