As mentioned earlier, the demon wolf is the same type of demon as the demon ant, the difference is only that the demon ant is a strength type, and the demon wolf is an agile type, one has a strange power comparable to that of a superior demon, and the other has the same degree of flexibility.

In this case, the demon wolf naturally has the same characteristic as the demon ant.

That is, the magic power required to summon alone is not high, and it itself is won by quantity, and can be used to form a demon envoy for the tactics of the sea of people.

The last time he attacked Orleans, although Luo Zhen also summoned the demon wolf, he only let it go, and did not want to use it against the enemy.

A demon wolf who is only an intermediate demon envoy can't be an opponent of a two-legged wyvern of a superior demon envoy, right?

But that's no longer the case.

Under Amadeus' Noble Phantasm, the Wyvern collectively suffered the negative effects of reduced strength and continuous injuries.

Even the followers will drop at least one level of ability value of this song, the weakening of the bipedal wyvern, naturally there is no mercy, turning the bipedal wyvern into a miscellaneous soldier that even the demon wolf can't match.

In such a situation, Luo Zhen used the power of a spell, using all his magic power, and using the most powerful [Demon Wolf Summoning] technique to form a wolf pack, not only the number was comparable to the bipedal flying dragon, but even the strength was surpassed.

So, the wolves began to kill among the dragons.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

In the sound of flesh being pierced, torn, and bitten, the bipedal wyvern was attacked by the demon wolves, bringing up large patches of blood and wailing.

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

The soldiers of the French army also rushed forward, and the weapons in their hands either slashed or stabbed, and landed on the body of a two-legged wyvern one by one, piercing their bodies with great ease.

The French army, which did not occupy a numerical advantage, with the assistance of the demon wolf pack, completely overwhelmed the legion of the two-legged wyvern.

"Up! Storm Orleans! ”

Gil was also charging with a long sword in his hand, fighting bloodily while shouting, and took the lead in the direction of Orleans.

Compared to two days ago, when only Mathieu could charge in front, this time, the soldiers of the French army finally raised their eyebrows and were able to kill the enemy themselves.

The bipedal wyvern with greatly reduced strength may be able to deal with the soldiers, but under the collective siege of the soldiers and the concentrated fire impact of the shells attacking from behind, they are still defeated one after another, falling to the ground, and unable to get up again.

The situation completely fell towards the side of the French army.

Until...

"Kazikli Bey!"

In an elegant and deep voice, countless iron stakes poked up from the ground and shot towards the demon wolves.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

With the sound of flesh tearing, the raging demon wolf was pierced through the body by the sudden iron stake, and he didn't even have time to wail, and was directly strung on the battlefield.

"Phantom Maiden!"

After the elegant and deep voice, another voice resounded throughout the battlefield.

It's just that this voice is not calling an iron stake, but a torture instrument.

"Boom..."

In a burst of atmospheric roar, a series of torture instruments called Iron Maidens appeared on the battlefield, like coffins, swallowing the soldiers who did not have time to react, and closed tightly.

"Poof!"

The next moment, a neat tearing sound came from the torture instrument.

"Woo... Ahh ”

This was followed by screams.

The screams of soldiers.

The screams of the soldiers faded after a few seconds.

Immediately after, red blood flowed out of the door of the torture instrument.

"Did it appear...!?"

In the rear, Amadeus, who had witnessed this scene, had a solemn expression.

At this time, the servants who had liberated their own treasures also slowly appeared on the battlefield.

"It's not the blood of a beautiful girl, but the blood of a strong soldier can also awaken my fighting spirit, which is really good."

The Assassin stepped out from behind a torture device, smearing the blood from the torture device on his lips as he reached out his hand, smiling wickedly and evilly, and showing an expression of intoxication.

"Yu has pierced a lot of people, but if he is a wolf, Yu really hasn't used a stake to string it together."

Vlad III was also armed with a spear, as if condensed by countless bats, formed in the gathering of bats flying from nowhere, and appeared in front of everyone.

The enemy Servants have finally been dispatched.

"Come on, the killing begins."

Vlad III smiled at everyone in the French army as if he were inviting people to a feast.

"A feast of blood and sorrow? That's exactly what I want! ”

The Assassin laughed equally happily.

The most vicious enemy is just blocking everyone's way.

"Hmm...!"

"Woo...!"

The soldiers of the French army suddenly took a step back involuntarily, and their faces turned pale.

Even if there were only two enemies, the people here had witnessed the slaughter of countless compatriots in the central square of Orleans two days ago, and it was impossible for them to think that they would be able to defeat each other by rushing forward.

"Don't be afraid!"

Jill was the only one standing in the army shouting.

"Onward! Advance! ”

Jill was cheered up.

Pity...

"Courage is commendable, but Yu is also a person who has led the army to fight, how can he wait for Yu's presumptuous in front of him."

Such a sound penetrated into Jill's ears, and Jill's face changed.

At the same time, a pitch-black shadow burst out from the front like an arrow, rushing in front of Jill.

In the shadows, Vlad III quietly appeared.

"Whew...!"

With a sound of breaking through the air, Vlad III's stake-like spear pierced the air and stabbed at Gil.

Under that thorn, the air was squeezed clean.

It was impossible for the human reflexes to catch up with this blow, leaving Jill to watch death come.

But...

"It's too inappropriate to use this level of divine skill against ordinary humans."

In the light rebuke, the pale flame mass swept silently.

"Oh?"

Vlad III immediately stopped his attack, and his figure turned into a shadow again, avoiding the mass of flames.

"Kiyohime, participate."

Kiyohime, dressed in a kimono, walked over and muttered.

"Is the Master looking at me?"

It is not the parties who answer this question, but the adversary.

"I see, are you the next aggressor to be executed?"

Vlad III reappeared from the shadows and looked at Kiyohime with both elegance and arrogance on his face.

As for Assassin's words, the moment he saw Kiyohime appear, his eyes already flashed red.

"Beautiful maiden, ahhh

The Assassin makes a longing voice and prepares to strike the past.

It's just that...

"Give me enough to stop!"

In the midst of the cheers, a microphone-like magic gun pierced through the Assassin's back at an astonishing speed.

"Boom!"

In the crisp sound of the firefight, the blow of the magic spear was blocked.

An instrument of torture in the hands of the Assassin.

However, Assassin's face was not half relaxed.

At this moment, the Assassin's face was stunned and frightened like he had never seen before.

"You... You are...!? ”

The Assassin's voice was filled with disbelief.

"Humph!"

Elizabeth looked at the Assassin with the magic spear in her hand and looked at the Assassin with pity.

"Finally seeing you!"

Elizabeth calls out Assassin's real name.

"Camila!"